Hearing Jiang Xiaofeng's guess, Fang Bitong leaned back and smiled together, and even Jiang Xiaoxue laughed along.

"You bad guy, you dare to think about it. ”

Jiang Xiaoxue also smiled and covered her stomach and said:

"Brother, she is the eldest lady of the Ouyang family, and you can really think of it when she was bitten on the buttocks. ”

Jiang Xiaofeng was very embarrassed by their laughter, scratched the back of his head and was very helpless, listening to Xiaoxue's meaning, could it be that the red blood snake still had a place to bite people? I didn't know what to say for a while.

Fang Bitong blinked her big flickering eyes and said:

"Silly bun, you have a good imagination, but you still haven't guessed right. The location of the red blood snake's bite, let me tell you, you really can't guess, can you guess again?"

This time it's Jiang Xiaofeng's turn to be confused, it's not an ass?

Which position is biting? Even the Ouyang family didn't dare to decisively cut off the carrion, and became timid, could it be said that the bite was ......

Unconsciously, Jiang Xiaofeng turned his head, the black cloth in front of him seemed to be like a transparent thin wing, and his eyes fell on Fang Bitong's chest, and the snow-white that was about to come out was like a bud waiting to be released, and sighed silently:

"Grown up again......"

Even if Jiang Xiaofeng's eyes were covered with black cloth, Fang Bitong was also shocked, as if he had seen through it.

Suddenly blushing, slapped him in the face, and said angrily:

"Stinky and shameless!"

Seeing her brother being beaten, Jiang Xiaoxue hurriedly ran over and stopped between them, not knowing what was going on:

"Brother, why did you make Sister Bitong angry. Sister Bitong, what's wrong with your face, why is it so red?"

was asked by the innocent and romantic Xiaoxue, Fang Bitong's face turned even redder.

Jiang Xiaofeng rubbed his hot face, and scolded in his heart: This crazy girl really dares to do it. Just you, Princess Taiping, my brother really didn't take it seriously.

But seeing Fang Bitong's shyness like this, he had already judged that his guess just now was correct.

If it was really biting on the chest, the Ouyang family really didn't dare to use the first method of detoxification. If you really want to cut off the carrion there, how can you let Ouyang Qing, the eldest lady, marry in the future.

Red Blood Snake, Red Blood Snake, your fucking bite is really a good position, and it makes a cultivation family like the Ouyang family helpless.

It's not that the Ouyang family doesn't want to use the second detoxification method, it's just that the cost of the second method is too high, even if it is the Ouyang family's background, they have to weigh whether it is worth it.

Because the second method, although it is not as weird as Fang Bitong's black poison, the poison is also very ruthless, and no one can force the snake venom out if it is not a powerful monk above the psychic realm. Even if he was the head of the Ouyang family, he was only a peak cultivator in the late stage of the Spirit Realm.

Invite a monk from the psychic realm to come forward, even if the Ouyang family smashes the pot and sells iron, it may not be able to be invited. The most important thing is that it is too late to go to Qinglan Country now.

What's more, the old head of the Ouyang family, even if he likes Ouyang Qing no matter how much he likes, he can't really take out all his belongings to save her. Even if he agreed, the elders of the Ouyang family would never agree.

"The head of the Ouyang family has already released his words, if anyone can force out the snake venom of the red blood snake, he will be rewarded with a spirit elixir. ”

Just after hearing Fang Bitong talk about the Summoning Spirit Pill, Jiang Xiaofeng's mind immediately recalled the knowledge of alchemy that Old Man Li had told him:

The elixir is only effective when taken below the spirit building realm, and it is the elixir that all spiritualist monks dream of. This elixir was especially attractive to the cultivators of the sixth order of spiritual building, because at this time, all cultivators had to undergo the transformation of the spiritual qi infusion.

In the process of instilling the aura, the most feared thing is the lack of aura. And the Spirit Summoning Pill can help cultivators forcibly absorb the aura of heaven and earth and gather true spirits.

Many monks do not have a huge family resource behind them to support, and their own talent is not high, so they are forever stuck in the sixth order of spirit building, and they have not made an inch in their lives.

Therefore, when it comes to the Spirit Calling Pill, especially for people of the sixth order of Spirit Building, after taking it, it is like being reborn, I don't know how many monks the Ouyang family will covet if they throw out such a reward.

"It's really a big deal, such a rare elixir as the Summoning Spirit Pill can be taken out, it seems that the old master of the Ouyang family has already let it go. ”

Jiang Xiaofeng sighed, then turned his head and smiled at Fang Bitong and said:

"Bitong, if I'm not mistaken, you've been stuck in the sixth order of Spirit Building for a year and a half, and if you can't take another step, I'm afraid you'll be like this for the rest of your life. And with Uncle Fang's current position in the family, I'm afraid that those old guys in the family won't call you the elixir!"

Fang Bitong lowered her head, constantly playing with her little braids, and did not answer Jiang Xiaofeng's words.

Even if she didn't say it, Jiang Xiaofeng understood her thoughts, which monk didn't want to get such an elixir as the Summoning Spirit Pill.

"In this way, tomorrow you take me to Ouyang's house, I'll try it, and see if I can help that eldest lady detoxify the poison?"

"What!"

Fang Bitong's eyes widened, her neck leaned forward slightly, and her face was full of incredulity.

The poison of the eldest lady of the Ouyang family, the high-level cultivators of the entire Yunzhou County have no way to solve it, although Jiang Xiaofeng has some detoxification skills, but Fang Bitong still has no confidence in him. She reached out and patted Jiang Xiaofeng's head and said:

"Silly bun, I was joking with you just now, you won't be really stupid, right! You can't even see the road clearly, do you really want to see Ouyang Qing? If the treatment is not good, aren't you afraid that the Ouyang family will eat you alive?"

Jiang Xiaofeng smiled and said:

"I don't think the Ouyang family should be so stingy, and if they can't solve the poison, they will be kicked out by others. If you really kill me, who will dare to treat that eldest lady again in the future. Do you say?"

"That's exactly what you're talking about. ”

"Are you confident?" Fang Bitong suddenly turned her face and asked with concern.

"Remove the word '?

Suddenly, the back of her hand felt a burst of warmth, and Jiang Xiaofeng didn't know when, she gently held her green jade fingers, with a smile on her face.

Just now, he could feel Bi Tong's words about her desire for the spirit elixir. Smile and say in my heart: What you want to get, I will naturally want to get it for you:

"Trust me. ”

Fang Bitong was held by him like this, and the whole person was like an electric shock, she tried her best, but she never pulled it out.

Five years ago, it was this confident smile that freed her from her fear and filled her heart with warmth. When she was surrounded by four or five people in black, it was also the warmth of this little hand, and this confident smile made her see the hope of life.

Now the trademark confident smile returned to his face, and after three years, she finally saw it again, and this confidence was unquestionable, even if he was blind.

"Well, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning. ”

"Good!"

The clenched hands couldn't help but add a little more strength, warm and reliable.

It's night, it's silent, and the stars are shining.

Fang Bitong had been away for a long time, and the sound of Jiang Xiaoxue's even breathing came from the house.

Jiang Xiaofeng sat on the edge of his bed, carefully rubbing a yellowed ancient book, and didn't know what was going on in his head. Then he put it aside and didn't touch it again.

Old man Li's words before leaving three years ago still echoed in his ears from time to time.

"Xiao Feng, you have memorized this book since you were a child, but from today onwards, in addition to blindfolding your eyes every day and practicing the ancient methods recorded on the yellow cloth, I want you to memorize this book silently every seven days, day by day, until you understand all the pharmacological changes. Then you can burn this book and the piece of yellow cloth that records the ancient method, remember!"

This broken book is the same as the yellow cloth, it has been worn out and I can't see what color it is, even the cover of the book has been torn off a large piece, and there is not even a title of the book, so Jiang Xiaofeng gave this broken book a name - "The Book of Tatters", which is worthy of its appearance.

Open the ancient books, there are strange flowers and plants painted in it, corresponding to rows of obscure words, recording their respective functions, God knows how much effort Jiang Xiaofeng has spent since he was a child to memorize them.

Jiang Xiaofeng thought for a while, fumbled and took it back into his hand, and said secretly:

"Old man Li, old man Li, this disgusting "Tattered Sutra", I am about to vomit. There are tens of thousands of herbs on it, and most of them I have never even seen before. I memorized it silently every seven days, and the changes in the pharmacology in it are now imprinted in my heart. ”

He looked up, sighed deeply, and reached out to rub his nose. Then he took out the yellow cloth with the strange ancient method from his chest, rubbed it gently, and then put the two together:

"These are the last two things that Old Man Li left me......"

He shook his head:

"The two of you, one forced me to recite all kinds of obscure things since I was a child, which made me suffer a lot and was scolded by Old Man Li, and the other made me pretend to be blind for three years and practice that bullshit exercises.

Although I have hated you since I was a child, if I let me burn you now, I really can't give up in my heart. But I can't help but listen to Old Man Li's words. If you really have a spirit, then bless me and Xiaoxue not to be so bitter in the future......"

He sighed under his breath and stepped out of bed. Relying on the power of perception, he groped for the flint, quietly came to the courtyard, put these two things down, and set them on fire.

Although he couldn't see it, the fiery red color in front of him was something that had been with him for many years. Now that the smoke has disappeared, it is difficult to give up in my heart, and I am melancholy for a while.

He sat cross-legged in the courtyard with his hands on his knees, his heart as clear as a mirror. A night breeze blew, and the black cloth covering the eyes fluttered in the wind, and the surrounding leaves rattled.

Suddenly, the eyes behind the black cloth seemed to open, and he quickly formed an obscure ancient handprint on his chest, and silently recited the ancient method in his mouth.

Suddenly, with him as the center, the air around him began to fluctuate, like ripples caused by a stone smashed into the water, radiating outward in circles.

Jiang Xiaofeng pointed with his hand, and countless leaves began to converge around him, flying around him non-stop, and finally gathered into a giant ball composed of leaves, enveloping him in it and spinning continuously.

At this moment, a familiar tingling pain came from his mind, like an infinite steel needle piercing his brain.

He gritted his teeth, and the inhuman torture did not make him succumb, because he knew that this time he must not fail, and this time he must succeed.

For Xiaoxue, for Bitong, and even for himself, he must succeed.

The cold sweat had almost soaked his whole body, and he persevered, and every time a magic seal formed in his hand, it seemed that he had exhausted the last trace of strength in his life.

He was unconscious of the pain, and at this time he was holding the Dharma seal in his hand, all supported by the breath in his heart.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Xiaofeng's mind began to slowly flash a little bit of golden light, and after the countless golden lights appeared, they quickly converged, forming a ball of light the size of an egg in the misty void.

This ball of light is too small, in the vast void, like a drop in the ocean of the earthly world.

But the light it emitted was like the center of heaven and earth, and apart from it, everything became dull.

Jiang Xiaofeng, who had been tortured and only had his last breath left, took away the law seal with difficulty, and a long-lost smile appeared on his pale face:

"Old man, this is what you call the ghostly light? It's been three years, and I'll be able to see the light of day again......"

"I can finally see the light again! You said that if I cultivate the light of the sea of consciousness, I can take off this black cloth, old man Li, have you seen it, I have finally succeeded. ”

His excited hands, trembling, stretched out to the back of his head, and slowly took off the black cloth that was covering his eyes. Gently rubbed his eyes a few times, and after his eyelids twitched slightly, he slowly opened them.

He stretched out his left hand and blocked it in front of his eyes, and even at night, the starlight seemed to be a little dazzling. After all, this was the first time he had opened his eyes in three years, and no matter how faint the light was, he had to adapt.

Old man, I didn't understand why you asked me to do this, but it wasn't until today that I felt the power of this ghostly light, and I knew that only by closing my eyes can I understand all things in heaven and earth more thoroughly, and can I truly feel the truth of all laws.

Jiang Xiaofeng clenched his fists tightly, trembling slightly uncontrollably.

In the past three years of pretending to be blind, he has seen through the warmth and coldness of the world: the ugly faces, the sinister intentions, even if there are no eyes, his heart feels the truth that has never been there.

He gently stretched out his right palm, and the light in his mind flashed slightly, as if he could command the aura of the world, only to see that with his right palm as the center, the aura of heaven and earth suddenly began to condense:

"Broken!"

With a palm, a deep black hole appeared on a tree trunk three meters away.

Without relying on the urging of any of his own spiritual power, he just relied on the ghost light in the spiritual sea to be able to control the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to such an extent.

After seeing such power, Jiang Xiaofeng also became a little excited.

If others saw him when he drove the aura just now, he would definitely be shocked and treat him as an anomaly. It does not refine spiritual power, but only drives spiritual power, this method has never been seen and unheard of.

Fortunately, the people in the Fang family thought that he was blind, and no one had paid attention to him, let alone that he had cultivated such a strange ancient method.

The old man once said that if you cultivate the ghost light, as long as you continue to cultivate, the spiritual power you control can even be comparable to that of a cultivator who opens the spiritual realm.

But what the hell is this, ordinary cultivators, don't all start cultivating from the Spirit Realm, then the Psychic Realm, and then the Spirit Transformation Realm. And what the hell is this Ghost Light Realm?

He carefully felt and probed the ghost light in the sea again, and found that he had no effect except for helping him mobilize a little heaven and earth aura, and he couldn't even help him absorb and swallow spiritual power.

Suddenly, he seemed to be unwilling to think of something, and his feet stomped on the ground, and the faint spiritual energy vortex in the dantian suddenly turned.

He secretly operated the "Spiritual Source Technique", which was the most basic introductory method for the monk's cultivation, which could help the monk condense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, gather it in the Danhai, and improve his own cultivation.

Obviously, this cultivation method is completely different from the ancient method that he has just cultivated: the cultivation of the ancient method requires the perception of all things in heaven and earth, and the condensation of the dark light in the sea of knowledge, so as to release the power of perception and drive the spiritual power of heaven and earth for one's own use;

And the magic method he is operating at this time is the general cultivation method of all people in this world, using the human body as a furnace, attracting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to infuse the body, through specific exercises, turning it into his own strength, and finally refining it into spiritual power, sealing it in the Danhai and turning it into a source of spiritual power, so as to derive a powerful spell.

One is Zhihai and the other is Danhai, and the cultivation methods are completely different.

The reason why he was running the "Spirit Source Formula" at this time was only because he was unwilling to devour his soul. Although he usually doesn't say it, the powerlessness of not being able to refine the aura of heaven and earth and the ridicule of others always make him feel uncomfortable.

Although he cultivated the weird and ancient ancient method, in his opinion, it was only able to enhance his perception and drive the aura of heaven and earth, and he could not turn the aura of heaven and earth into his own power.

The feeling of not being able to control his power made him feel as if he couldn't control his own destiny, and he was always insecure.

So no matter what time it was, he didn't want to give up cultivating the exercises.

With the operation of the "Spirit Source Jue", the aura between heaven and earth began to gradually converge towards him, directly reaching his Danhai.

Just when the aura was about to be refined by the aura vortex in the dantian, a burst of purple and black light suddenly flashed around his body, and the huge spiritual power in his body disappeared like a mud cow into the sea, and suddenly disappeared, and only a small amount of spiritual power was refined and absorbed.

"Alas!"

He slammed his fist on the ground, splashing dust, and sighed unwillingly:

"This damn soul eater! no matter how much spiritual power you absorb, it will be devoured. Even if I am now a third-order cultivator, it is still because I ate the pill that Bi Tong stole from me before......"

Looking up at the sky, he saw that above the Milky Way, the stars were shining, but he was extremely uncomfortable in his heart, and the feeling of powerlessness that he couldn't control his fate made him unwilling. But then I thought about it:

"Forget it, after all, the old man found another way for me to practice the ancient method. Although I can't cultivate any spiritual tricks at the moment, at least I can improve my cultivation by taking pills, so I can only take one step at a time. ”

Suddenly he seemed to remember something again, but shook his head again:

"There's still a chance, the thing that Old Man Li asked me to find, this is not the time yet. ”

At that moment, a sound of soot came from outside. Jiang Xiaofeng's perceptual power had reached the Ghost Light Realm, and their whispers naturally listened to their ears:

"Brother Feiming, if we really set fire to their house, if they die, do you think Fang Wenhong and their lineage will kill us?"

"What are you afraid of! These two scumbags should have died a long time ago, and they just stayed at our Fang family. Even if we make a mistake, the elders of the clan will lock us up for a few days at most, can they still beat us to death? Even if we are disciples of the side branch, at least the surname Fang is always more noble than the status of two cheap people. ”

Another teenager named Feiming, although he was a little nervous, was full of arrogance and ruthlessness.

Another teenager beside him said:

"Brother Feiming is right, as long as we burn down their house today, if Brother Zizhen knows, he will definitely reward us, and a few Qingxin Pills are indispensable. Besides, Brother Zizhen's father in the future is going to be the head of the family, what are you afraid of Fang Wenhong doing?"

The three teenagers hiding in the shadows, each holding a torch in their left hand and a flint in their right hand, were quietly approaching the courtyard where Jiang Xiaofeng was.

Jiang Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: Our lives are really cheap, the three side branch disciples just wanted my sister and my sister's lives, and it was really cheap to return the life!

He stood up slowly, his complexion was as usual, and his face was frosty. I feel more and more that this world is cruel, when you have nothing, no matter who wants to step on it.

He shook his head a little helplessly: "Man!

A breeze blew across the faces of the three teenagers in the shadows. Although they have done a lot of bad things, it is the first time that they have come to burn other people's houses at night, and they can't help but feel nervous.

Just when they finally made up their minds to light the torches, a black shadow suddenly stood in front of them and said in a deep voice:

"What are the intentions of a few people who drive in the middle of the night?"

Originally, they were thieves, but after hearing Jiang Xiaofeng's voice, the three of them sat on the ground in shock. Through the night light, an emaciated figure stood in front of them, the black cloth on his eye sockets swaying back and forth with the breeze.

"You...... Are you Jiang Xiaofeng?"

Jiang Xiaofeng sneered:

"You came to our house in the middle of the night and asked me who I am?"

After hearing that it was Jiang Xiaofeng's voice and confirming that it was indeed him, the young man named Fang Feiming immediately regained his courage, after all, in his eyes, Jiang Xiaofeng was just a third-order spirit building garbage.

He stood up and said:

"Did you hear what you said just now? If you want to blame it, it's only to blame you for offending Brother Zizhen during the day, who made you overwhelmed!"

Jiang Xiaofeng snorted:

"You're a couple of good dogs!"

"You third-order spirit building garbage, how dare you scold us?" Fang Feiming suddenly became angry.

"Don't talk nonsense with him, let's go up together, let him know who is the real master in the Fang family!" The other teenager didn't talk any nonsense, and he stepped forward as soon as his body turned.

In his eyes, the distance was so close, and he was blind, this blow should have been a must-hit. After all, he is already a fourth-order spirit building, and he is not his opponent when it comes to cultivation.

Seeing that this punch was heading towards Jiang Xiaofeng's front door, and when he was about to succeed, suddenly the young man felt that the spiritual power in front of him seemed to be stagnant, as if he had fallen into a swamp, and no matter how hard he exerted, he couldn't move at all.

"You ......" The young man was shocked and angry, and before he finished speaking, he saw Jiang Xiaofeng forming a magic seal in his right hand and pushing it gently.

With a "bang", the young man's body suddenly felt like a heavy blow, and he flew out with a scream. Fang Feiming was shocked in his heart, is this still the Jiang Xiaofeng who is kneaded by others in his impression?

Before he had time to think about it, he glanced at the young man opposite, and the young man immediately understood. Two figures, left and right, bows and flew forward.

Jiang Xiaofeng was not afraid, his palms closed suddenly, and the ghostly light in the sea of consciousness suddenly brightened, and the aura centered on him instantly turned into a cyclone and enveloped him.

No matter how hard Fang Feiming and the other young man tried, they couldn't break through the whirlpool composed of spiritual power.

"It's impossible, he's just a third-order waste wood in the Spirit Realm, how did he suddenly become so powerful. Could it be that he has broken through to the seventh order of spirit building, but there is no reason to be so fast!"

Without waiting for them to react, Jiang Xiaofeng snorted lightly:

"Get out of here!"

A burst of roaring sounds, and the two teenagers were blasted out by the air waves generated by the cyclone, and two blood streams spilled out from the corners of their mouths in an instant.

At this time, the three teenagers were lying on the ground, looking at Jiang Xiaofeng who was walking slowly, with both hatred and fear in their hearts.

Fang Feiming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth:

"Jiang Xiaofeng, what do you want to do?"

Jiang Xiaofeng said coldly:

"Tell your master, I will let you go for the time being, and if there is a next time, don't blame me for killing the killer. Get out!"

"You ......"

Fang Feiming wanted to say something, but was picked up by the other two teenagers and began to retreat quickly. But Fang Feiming seemed to be unwilling and scolded:

"You waste, wait for me, Brother Zizhen won't let you go. ”

As their voices got farther and farther away, Jiang Xiaofeng sneered:

"Fang Zi is really, let him come!"