Chapter 675: Old Turtle Poison Sutra

"Well, on the one hand, it is the change of the times. With the progress of the times and the development of science and technology, there are more and more anti-virus methods, which are much better than those in the ancient martial arts era."

"Although my Mao family is rich in all kinds of poisons, not every kind of poison can penetrate that super-strong gas mask. The cost of special poisons is also higher, and we cannot produce them every day. Of course , not only the emergence of a large number of anti-virus equipment, but also the advancement of medical technology. Ordinary small poisons can be easily dealt with by ordinary hospitals. Even some strong poisons can be handled by organ transplants in hospitals. This For the age of mechs, it is very simple and ordinary. However, we need to spend a lot of things to produce a bottle of potent poison."

Mao Zhipu said helplessly.

Ancient things, not only poisons, but even other things, are like this. With the changes of the times, some things are destined to be eliminated in the long river of history.

Nan Tian nodded: "That's true. However, the Mao family has been prosperous for so long, and the times are progressing, but your refined poison should also be progressing!"

"The most important thing is, I remember that the Mao family had an ancient scripture, which contains the essence and general outline of poison refining. It opened up the innovative method of poison for all generations, and it is the ancestral source of all poison! And , Your Mao family has a long history of refining poisons, and the system for developing poisons is also very complete. There is no shortage of poisoning talents, and with the poison scriptures in hand, how can you talk about decline?"

"As long as the Poison Sutra is here, no matter how the technology changes or how the technology advances, you should keep up with the times! After all, the Poison Sutra is inherited from the age of Shenwu. , the mysteries of poisons in the poor world, all roots are integrated into one method!"

Nan Tian said solemnly.

When it comes to Poison Classics, this ancient and modern book, the root of poison pharmacology, Mao Zhipu's eyes dimmed and he seemed very disappointed.

"well..........."

"To tell you the truth, Lord Nantian, in fact, we have lost the Poison Sutra, this book. As early as five thousand years ago, a patriarch of my family lost the Poison Sutra -Lost!"

Mao Junpu said regretfully.

If it weren't for the loss of the Poison Sutra, the Mao family would not have fallen into such a ruined state no matter what.

Hei Fen Sha Gu didn't dare to extend his hand here.

"What, the poisonous scriptures, you made--lost them!"

"It was lost five thousand years ago!"

"Damn! You are from the poison family,

The Poison Sutra is the root of all poisons. Without the Poison Sutra, it is impossible to study and thoroughly study the current poisons. How can it keep up with the times? You've all lost the mantle of the Poison God, alas, no wonder it's ruined! "

Nan Tian was also very surprised!

After all, that is the Poison Sutra!

The wisdom of a lifetime handed down by the Poison God.

The Mao family is also a family of poisons, so they should take the Poison Sutra as the treasure of the family and take good care of it. However, such an important thing was lost thousands of years ago.

Nan Tian also had no desire for a while.

Mao Zhipu was even more heartbroken: "Yes, the patriarchs of that generation were indeed careless and incompetent."

"It is precisely because of the loss of the Poison Sutra that our Mao family was unable to develop poisons that kept pace with the times. In later years, each generation was not as good as the next generation. Moreover, Lord, you also know that our Mao family was at its peak. , making a living out of poison and offending many people."

"Those people's families and other later heirs are getting stronger and stronger. Our Mao family is gradually losing, and we can only move out. After a long time, we even wandered to the vast main star. Fortunately, in this polar region, there is a In a valley as warm as spring, there is a mysterious existence of a psychedelic forest inside!"

"These two acted as a natural barrier to protect my Mao family's stability for the time being. Otherwise, I'm afraid, we wouldn't even be able to preserve our current bloodline."

Mao Junpu was filled with emotion.

"What's even more frightening is that without the guidance of the Poison Sutra, our Mao family has been in the millennium, and there has never been a big person above the level of a poison master!"

"Personally, I am also a poison master who was trapped at the peak. I was unable to break through for a long time, and I was very distressed!"

Mao Zhipu shook his head, his eyes filled with endless helplessness and pain.

Back then, in the ancient martial arts era, the Mao family was so awesome!

Even the emperor of the Tang Dynasty had to go to the door to ask for medicine in person.

Looking back at the present, the Great Tang Dynasty, transformed into the Tang family, is still extremely powerful, and can challenge Tianyin Pavilion and Hei Fen Shagu.

As long as the Tang family sends an inner sect elder over, the entire Mao family will be wiped out.

Such a situation was unimaginable before.

"Then let me ask you, do you still support the tortoise I gave to your ancestors back then?"

Nan Tian asked with burning eyes.

In the beginning, Nantian Gu Wuxiu went to the East China Sea in order to reach the Martial King Realm, and caught a rare immortal turtle in the Penglai Wonderland in the East China Sea.

Why is it called the Undead Turtle?

Because, this kind of tortoise has a particularly long lifespan, and its nature is so long. No one knows how long this kind of tortoise can live.

Anyway, no one has seen this kind of tortoise die of old age.

The undead turtle that Nan Tian caught was a cub that just came out of the turtle's shell.

Nan Tian was very happy at that time.

After all, undead tortoises are very rare. In an era, it is not likely that a cub will be born.

Coincidentally, at that time, the ancestors of the Mao family also loved this undead turtle very much.

At that time, Nan Tian had to fight everywhere, and it was inconvenient to carry a tortoise with him at any time, so he entrusted the undead tortoise to the ancestors of the Mao family to take care of it.

Even if Nan Tian died in battle, his Mao family would still take care of and support this tortoise. He will never change his oath until death!

Although the undead tortoise has a very long, very long lifespan, the undead tortoise is still very fragile when it is a cub, and it is relatively easy to die young.

The juvenile period of the immortal tortoise lasts another thousand years!

"Oh, my lord, you are talking about that tortoise! ​​Our Mao family has always taken good care of it. The tortoise is also a rare species, and it is very old. Our patriarchs have respected this tortoise for generations. , has been passed to my hands."

"However, last month, this old tortoise suddenly ran away by himself, into the psychedelic forest, and left me a note with a few simple words written on it: 'I'm going Forest, don’t worry about it!’ Oh, this old turtle is indeed psychic after a long time!”

Mao Zhipu spoke slowly.

"Find that old tortoise! ​​In his stomach, there is a copy of the Poison Sutra! It was a backhand left behind by your ancestor!"

Nan Tian said solemnly.