Lu Qingshan's sword-holding hand was trembling constantly, and his head was covered with cold sweat.

There was a burning sensation in the meridians of the whole body, the pain was unbearable, and the spiritual power in the dantian was almost empty.

The sound of humming still echoed across the Dragon Sparrow's sword.

Zhentian has a total of three swords, but just by slashing out one sword, it consumes ninety percent of his spiritual power, and his physical body is already on the verge of collapse.

This is the load that needs to be borne by the Zhentian.

He was gasping slightly.

The smoke and dust cleared, the flames subsided, and everything was calm.

Babbling.

In the calm, an abnormal sound came from overhead, and Lu Qingshan couldn't help but look up.

On the branches of the peach tree, which was almost obscuring the sky, the buds that had been hidden but not growing suddenly twitched and grew at this moment.

Suddenly, like a spring breeze overnight.

The buds quickly grow and bloom.

But in an instant, there were four pink peach blossoms, as if they were in a sea of flowers, and the fragrance of flowers was abundant.

It's just that the man in the peach tree will never come back.

Mi Mi staggered under the peach tree, tears sliding down its eyes.

It curled up in a ball, its body shuddering, and muttered distractedly, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong....... Come back, I'll never run around again......."

Like a child, he cried and cried.

The price to bear this time is too heavy for it to play and sneak out.

The self-blame and guilt in my heart made it unbearable and painful.

Yaoyao's eyes were also red, and tears were rolling in her eyes, but she was holding back and not letting the tears fall.

Yaoyao walked to Mi Mi's side and carefully touched Mi Mi's antlers with her antlers to appease Mi Mi, which seemed to be like this, which could slightly relieve the pain in Mi Mi's heart.

King of the West Rat and Da Han, looking at this scene, also felt panicked in their hearts, and they were silent.

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A round storage ring with a metallic luster rolled all the way to the front of the West Rat King.

It was the storage ring of the Golden Snake Mother-in-law, and as the Golden Snake Mother-in-law's body was torn apart, it flew out.

King Rats consciously picked it up and subconsciously investigated the specific objects in it.

In addition to the dazzling array of various spiritual materials and poisons, there are also many jade slips.

The King of the West Rat flipped through it casually, and suddenly seemed to have found something, and trembled.

It was holding a slightly old jade slip in its claws, its expression was incomprehensible, and its voice was a little trembling, "Lu Qingshan, look at this ......"

Lu Qingshan couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the expression of the Western Rat King, took the jade slip, and his divine sense probed into it.

......

……

Thirty years of Yin Kui, Shi Chun, Shuo Seven, this is the fifth year that I have become a wizard, and today I have finally broken through to the second layer of Qi refining.

The village chief said, "My spiritual roots are very ordinary, and my cultivation qualifications are average.

In this life, like him, it is already very rare to be able to cultivate to the tenth level of qi refining.

I'm a little frustrated, isn't the spiritual root qualification good, even if you work hard, it's useless?

Thirty years of Yin Kui, Shichun, Wangba, I thought about this question for a long time, and finally figured it out.

The spiritual root is ordinary, and hard work may not change anything, but if you don't work hard, you can't change anything.

From today onwards, I must work hard to become the most powerful wizard the village has ever seen.

…… Even, the most powerful wizard the entire Snake Department has ever seen!

In the thirtieth year of Yinkui, in the first spring, in the second year of reading, I found the village chief and asked him if he had any exercises that did not value the spiritual root and allowed the monk to quickly improve his cultivation.

The village chief said no, but his performance was wrong and he was secretive.

I know, there must be this kind of exercise!

I must ask the village chief for this exercise.

In the thirtieth year of Yinkui, in the first spring, he read the third and asked the village chief for that exercise, but to no avail.

In the thirty years of Yin Kui, the first spring, reciting the fourth, seeking exercises, to no avail.

......

In the thirtieth year of Yin Kui, in the first spring, he read nine, seeking exercises, but to no avail.

In the thirty years of Yin Kui, the first spring, reciting ten, seeking exercises, to no avail.

......

Thirty years of Yin Kui, Zhongchun, Shuo Er, maybe this exercise really doesn't exist? The village chief is so good to me, he is not stingy with resources at all, if he really has this kind of exercise, how can he not give it to me?

Forget it, go to the village chief one last time, and if it still doesn't work, let's find another way.

In the thirtieth year of Yin Kui, in the middle of spring, in Shuosan, that exercise really exists.

Yesterday, the village chief finally gave me the exercises.

He also said that this practice has been spread in the five major villages, but few people have practiced it.

Because, this exercise is called "The Sutra of Doom and Poison", this exercise does not require penance, only need to take the poison, you can refine the poison into spiritual power, quickly improve the strength, and the qualification of the natural spiritual root does not matter.

However, when practicing this exercise, the toxins in the body will continue to accumulate and explode in an instant when they reach a certain critical point.

According to the village chief, most of the monks who practice this exercise can survive ten years without dying, so let me not act impulsively and weigh the pros and cons carefully.

I'm hesitant, I have to think about it.

In the thirtieth year of Yin Kui, in the middle of spring, Shuo six, today my father passed away.

Daddy is only thirty-seven years old this year, but because of the accumulation of toxins in the poisonous spirit flower, the decay of the physical body, and the premature aging of longevity, few people can live past the age of forty.

Every villager in the village is the same as his father, and the village chief said that beyond the three thousand mountains, there is a broader world, where the human race can survive without taking the poisonous water soaked in the poisonous spirit flower, so the human race in the outside world can generally live to be over sixty years old.

……

I figured it out, instead of lingering for twenty or thirty years and then dying of illness and poison, it is better to fight for ten years!

In the thirtieth year of Yin Kui, in the middle of spring and Shuoba, he began to study the art of poison and physical cultivation.

Only a strong enough body can withstand more toxins, and only those who are proficient in poison can refine poison and take it, as well as ...... Only then can there be a way to expel the toxins accumulated by cultivating the "Doom and Poison Sutra".

In the thirtieth year of Yin Kui, in late spring, Wangwu, he officially began the practice of "The Book of Doom and Poison", and took the first poison: peacock gall.

Peacock gallbladder, also known as cantharid, the muscles of people are festering, and the poison can be known.

It hurts very much, it hurts very much, after taking the peacock gall bladder, the body is like a fire knife cut, and countless red bumps have grown on the body, I regret it a little.

But after refining these poisons, I actually broke through to the second layer of qi refining.

It's all worth it!

.......

Thirty years of Yinkui, mid-autumn, looking at the seventh,...... Break through the third layer of gas refining......

Thirty years of Yin Kui, late autumn, read three ,.......... Break through the fourth layer of gas refining......

..........

In the thirtieth year of Yin Kui, the winter moon, the third year of Shuo, after cultivating the Doom and Poison Sutra, in just eight months, I broke through five levels in a row and practiced to the sixth level of qi refining.

The village chief admonished me that even those few monks who had tried to cultivate the Doom Poison Sutra would have at least two or three months between taking poison twice.

If it goes on like this, let alone ten years, it won't even last three years.

In fact, I was already aware that every midnight I would feel a knife-like pain in my abdomen, and I had to find a way to get rid of the toxins that had accumulated in my body.

In the thirty-first year of Yin Kui, the first spring, and the sixth year, through refining the elixir, it was indeed possible to expel some toxins, but at the same time, it was necessary to stop cultivating the Doom and Poison Sutra, and the progress of cultivation had fallen into a bottleneck for a long time.

Tomorrow, I will go out of the village and go to the mountains to see if I can find some suitable elixir and use it to refine a stronger elixir.

In the thirty-first year of Yinkui, the first spring, and the seventh day of Wangqi, I still can't believe what happened today.

Today, I went into the mountains to look for elixir to refine alchemy, but the toxins accumulated in my body suddenly exploded.

The price of cultivating the Doom Poison Sutra seemed to be coming, and the sharp pain from the dantian made me faint on the spot, and before I lost the last trace of my senses, I even felt that I should not wake up.

But I eventually woke up, and when I woke up, a silvery deer demon was standing next to me.

Her golden antlers shone, and a rich vitality surged towards me from the antlers, and the toxins that had accumulated in my body for a long time and were difficult to expel were all melted and disappeared under this vitality, and even the poison of the Poison Spirit Flower also dissipated!

The deer demon took one last look at me, then quickly turned and left, and escaped into the mountains and forests, never to be found again.

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