He Qing thought of many possibilities and preset many results, but he never expected that this spiritual tea would return to him in such a way.

He thought that Liu Zizhen and others would come in person for this, and no matter how bad it was, Liu Fu would come to check it.

He Qing put away the spiritual tea with his backhand.

After eating, He cleaned the dishes and chopsticks, wiped his hands and said, "Uncle Qing, I'll go to Brother Chunchen's side." ”

The old man smiled and nodded, and after approaching, he patted the dust off He Qing's body and said, "Go ahead." ”

He Qing left home and went straight to Liu Chunchen's residence in the clan.

"It's decided?"

Hearing that He Qing agreed, Liu Chunchen was a little surprised.

He Qing smiled and said, "Let's go and give it a go, after all, it's a Lingyuan stone mine." ”

"Good. ”

Liu Chunchen laughed heartily, and then said solemnly: "However, the plague jungle is indeed very dangerous, plus there are people from the Qi family and the City Lord's Mansion this time, you must be careful." ”

He Qing responded, and then asked, "Brother Chunchen, I want to ask you about something." ”

He Qing said slowly: "What kind of person is that Protector Elder Liu Hengbai?"

Liu Chunchen pondered for a while and said, "Why did you suddenly remember to ask this?"

He Qing was not in a hurry, and said slowly: "Isn't this quite curious, after all, he also saved my life." ”

Liu Chunchen, who was born and raised as a native of the family, thought about it for a long time before he said: "To be honest, in fact, I don't know much about Bai Lao, he is usually in-depth and simple, and we elders rarely see him, now that I think about it, Bai Lao, the elder of the guardian clan, has been an elder for more than thirty years." ”

Liu Chunchen continued: "I vaguely remember that Bai Lao suddenly returned to the family, and as soon as he came back, he was already a subordinate cultivator, I was not much older than you at that time, and my talent was outstanding, so I only knew about these things." ”

Liu Chunchen recalled: "Bai Lao has been wandering outside since he became an adult, because there has been no news for many years, even the death seal has been printed on the family tree, speaking of which, in that generation, Bai Lao's talent is actually not very good, so no one cares, when he came back, he just caught up with the election of the elder of the Protector Clan, he lost three people in a row, and even Liu Chenlong, who had the greatest hope, was not his opponent, and the old patriarch at that time directly set his identity as an elder, which continues to this day." ”

Speaking of this, Liu Chunchen couldn't help but smile and said: "So did you find out, when the family master discussed things with Bai Lao, Liu Chenlong would definitely not appear nearby, our Great Elder has always been obsessed with what happened thirty years ago, because of Bai Lao, he can only condescend to the position of Great Elder." ”

"I see. ”

He Qing was thoughtful.

Liu Chunchen spread his hands and said: "That's all I know, no more." ”

"Thank you, big brother. ”

He Qing said gratefully.

"Haha, it's fine. ”

Liu Chunchen said with a smile: "If you really want to thank me, then make more efforts in the plague jungle, to tell you the truth, the reason why I want you to go is also a little selfish, if the family can get this vein, for us Dacheng martial artists in the future, we don't have to be confined to the dilemma of resource shortage, as long as there are enough spirit yuan stones, it is not impossible to impact the lower division." ”

Liu Chunchen sighed: "The level of the lower division is too difficult, like the second elder, how high-spirited he was when he was young, in that era, his popularity and status would not be worse than the current Liu Xiang, but it was the level of the lower division that blocked him, not as advanced as his lifelong Liu Chenlong, and became the core of the family, otherwise the second elder would not choose to go out to take charge of external affairs." ”

He Qing's eyes moved slightly.

It seems that the upper echelons of this family are not the monolithic they imagined.

He Qing and Liu Chunchen communicated a lot, and also knew a lot of secret things in the clan, until the bright moon hung high, He Qing said goodbye and left, and when he returned home, the old man was already asleep.

He Qing turned over to the roof and lay on his back on the grass hut, with the bright moon and brilliant stars in his eyes.

After a while, He Qing's palm turned over, the boundary appeared, and a withered yellow ancient book appeared in his hand, the material of the ancient book was very special, extremely tough but very light, and the two words written on the cover did not know what pen and ink were written, and it would flow slightly.

Poison Sutra.

If the realm object on He Qing's wrist can attract the powerhouses of the realm guarding the state to flock to it, then this poison scripture is enough to make the peak power of the entire Zhou Xia rush to it.

This is the foundation of the evil continent demon cultivator, the evil medicine master Yu Changsheng.

Without this thing, there would be no Immortal Remnant of the Evil Continent's calamity, and there would be no He Qing now.

The author of this book is the great alchemy master who was famous for the entire Zhou Xia three hundred years ago, the old man of the poisonous ghost.

Since the ancient cultivation has been cut off a lot, whether it is a giant in spiritual cultivation or a great master in alchemy, it seems to be extinct, and it is difficult to find a trace, and the closest legend to the present is that this poisonous ghost old man, a real alchemy master, he wrote his life's cultivation on this poison scripture, and it can be said that this thing is the inheritance of a great master.

If this is the only case, then this thing can only make the people of the alchemy family crazy, but after his death, the old man of the poisonous ghost handed over his poison scripture to his best friend Kendoko, who was known as the leader of the sword path three hundred years ago, and was only one step away from stepping into the realm of giants.

The latter has not been able to find a disciple who can properly inherit the poisonous ghost old man's poisonous scriptures in his life, so before he died, he added his sword book and sword moves and various understandings along the way of spiritual cultivation into it.

So far, this thing has become the most amazing treasure in the three hundred years of Zhou Xia.

At that time, I don't know how much bloody rain was set off, but in the end, it was still gone, but it was obtained by Yu Changsheng by chance, and now it has fallen into the hands of He Qing.

Even if it was Yu Changsheng, he didn't dare to divulge the existence of this thing.

He Qing stared at the ancient book in his hand.

The world only knows that the sword master of the Evil Continent is the dragon sword Qin Ji, but no one knows that his swordsmanship is Tongxuan.

Qin Ji is rarely convinced, but he once sighed to himself in swordsmanship, and the sword alone is not as good as cultivation, and the two Qin Ji can't beat He Qing.

He Qing has ever seen a sword talent stronger than him in his life, and the only one is the killer who hides in the dark all day long and holds a poisonous dagger in his hand.

When leaving the Evil Continent, He Qing once handed over the second half of the book to Mu Heiying, but was returned by the latter, and the killer who was stained with countless innocent blood had already shown that he would never lift a sword again in this life.

He Qing always remembered that he and Mu Heiying once finished a vote, and when they were drunk to celebrate, he asked Mu Heiying a question, what was his dream when he was a child.

He Qing hopes to become strong and make the people around him live a good life.

And Mu Heiying's dream made He Qing stunned at that time.

He wants to be a swordsman, hoeing the strong to help the weak, and the three-foot Qingfeng provokes all the injustices in the world.

In the alley next to the inn where they were drinking, a family of nine had just died, both old and young, all of whom he had killed, and if He Qing, who had succeeded in stopping the assistance, had not come back in time to stop him, he would have even slaughtered the 140 innocent people in this mansion in order to sweep the tail.

He Qingxiao's tears came out that day.

The king of this evil continent, the underground killer, this Mu Heiying, who has been killing countless people for ten years, actually wants to be a chivalrous and righteous swordsman.

He Qingxiao asked him where his conscience was, and Mu Heiying really dared to point to his heart.

It's just that Mu Heiying's complicated smile at that time made He Qing who was slightly drunk remember it very much, he said that the conscience in his heart was like a triangle, every time he did evil, this triangle would turn, sting his body, scratching his flesh and skin, and when it was a long time, the flesh and blood were blurred, and he could no longer feel pain.

When he thought of this, He Qing wanted to drink.

He put away the poison scripture, took out the wine jar, and took a big gulp.

The wine of the Evil Continent has always been surprisingly strong, the kind that burns the throat and burns the stomach, but the people of the six small continents in the east, west and north prefer this kind of strong wine.

There was a sharp pain in He Qing's arm, he looked down, the black lines under his arm were growing like weeds, He Qing calmed down a little, suppressed those black lines, and waited until they faded, He Qing picked up the wine jar and poured it hard.

The further back it goes, the more uncontrollable these things become, and now He Qing still has a way to suppress it, and after another half a year, another year, the consequences are unpredictable.

It's been three months.

He Qing's life is one day at a time.

Who wants to die, who wants to die, who wants to die, who is willing to die?

How many people in the world will do whatever it takes to live forever, but even those ancient giants can't escape the fate of death.

He Qing is not afraid of death, but he doesn't want to die so early, his life has just begun.

But how?

Powerless.

He Qing's vision blurred, and he saw the man who loved dark green robes again.

The Yu Changsheng who made countless people fearful like a tiger, was scolded as an evil pharmacist, and was called a catastrophe.

He Qing's throat rolled, and he gulped down the hot drink.

He remembered that hellish time again.

——

Four years ago.

Evil Continent, Liufeng County, Daguicheng.

A carriage slowly stopped in front of a magnificent, vermilion and blue-tiled mansion on the side of the street, a man in a dark green robe stepped down from the carriage, the door of the mansion quickly opened, and a middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper hurriedly greeted him, bowed his head and said respectfully: "Master." ”

"Steward Lu, as usual, all food, medicinal herbs, etc. are sent to the backyard, and irrelevant people are dispersed, and they are not allowed to approach the backyard area without orders. ”

At the same time, the calamity of the life of the famous evil continent pointed to the black-robed young man lying in the carriage, and said, "Wash it and send it to my backyard." ”

Steward Lu obviously knew his master's temper, and hurriedly responded, as for why this master always brings back a lot of strangers in three days, and why there are often abnormal situations such as screams in the backyard, Steward Lu, who grew up in Liufeng County since he was a child, looked at his nose and nose, and never asked, although Liufeng County is far away from the lawless area, but this is a bad continent after all, no matter who comes, it is normal, Steward Lu only knows one thing, do what he is told, have money to take, and have a life to spend.

As for the rest, what to ask, what to do.

......

Endless pain.

He Qing didn't know how long it had been, and he didn't know how, but when the pain that had been a little numb became real again, a blurred scene appeared in front of his eyes, and his eyes gradually focused.

It's a room.

The house is very simple, a bed and a table, not even a stool, the house is surrounded by four walls, but the doors, beams, and pillars are made of high-value carved dragon yellow wood.

There is also a stone door on the wall of the house.

He Qing struggled to get up, his whole body was torn in pain, he leaned back on the bed in a daze, and his memories came back like a tide.

"Liu Qingshan ......"

There was bitter hatred in the eyes of this fourteen-year-old boy.

The thin man walked in, saw He Qing, who had already woken up, turned sideways, and said lightly: "Take it to the backyard." ”

A burly man walked in expressionlessly and directly picked up He Qing on the bed.

He Qing, who was covered with injuries, gritted his teeth in pain, he was full of fear, and roared: "Let go of me! Who are you?"

The thin man walked in front as if he hadn't heard it, the burly man followed, the two walked out of the door, He Qing, who was shaken upside down, almost fainted in pain, I don't know how long it took, his back hit the ground hard, and when he opened his eyes with great effort, it was already a wide room, in this room, there were several tables, all of which were bottles and cans and all kinds of strange instruments that He Qing had never seen.

The burly man turned and left, while the thin man folded his hands in front of him and waited to the side.

He Qing, who was in pain, barely stood up, he looked around with great effort, his eyes stopped in front of a table not far away, a dark green robe man turned his back to him, holding several glass tubes in his hands, shaking back and forth.

"You...... You guys!"

As soon as He Qing opened his mouth, it hurt so much that he couldn't even speak.

The boy was not only afraid at the moment, but also fearful.

Strange places, strange environments, strange people.

After a while, the dark green robed man raised the liquid in the bottle in his hand, sniffed it lightly, and said to himself: "I always feel that the place is not quite right, is the amount added too much?"

The evil medicine master threw the liquid in his hand at the thin man, who took it steadily, and then turned to He Qing.

"What are you going to do?"

The boy was terrified.

The thin man frowned slightly, and with a grip of his palm, an unimaginable huge force imprisoned He Qing, he couldn't even shout, as if a big hand had opened his throat, the thin man stepped forward and poured the liquid inside into He Qing's mouth.

The young man who recovered his movements fell to the ground, and in just a few breaths, his face quickly became flushed, and even the skin of his whole body became red like a boiled shrimp, and the terrible pain hit, He Qing rolled on the ground and wailed.

The man in the dark green robe looked indifferently at He Qing, who was struggling in pain and with red eyes, sat on the stool next to him, picked up the water on the table and took a sip, muttering to himself: "Sure enough, a kid who has not yet started is dead, how can he live so long if he takes this amount of medicine into his stomach." ”

Yu Changsheng said to the thin man, "Take some more medicinal herbs, I have to try again." ”

"Yes, master. ”

The thin man retreated respectfully.

Yu Changsheng stepped forward, He Qing's struggling movement slowly weakened, he reached out and pressed his arms and neck back and forth, opened his eyes, checked them one by one, and noted down the situation.

"Is this going to die?"

Yu Changsheng frowned, and suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and quickly got up and walked to the table: "The effect of Sanqi dispensing is so weak, then the neutralizing medicinal Sanyang grass should not be put away, try again." ”

After a while, Yu Changsheng put down the test tube in his hand with a snap.

"There's not a single dead grass missing. ”

Yu Changsheng pursed his lips, his body moved, and disappeared into the room in the blink of an eye.

Lying on the ground He Qing was in a daze, as if he saw that familiar face floating away in front of him, he was unwilling, he wanted to reach out and grab it, but after all, he still couldn't catch it, everything was far away from him, and so was life.

On the verge of death, he tried his best to stand up, his brain was already drowsy, but He Qing, who was weak, still didn't succeed, his body rolled to the side, just smashed on the table leg next to him, a bunch of bottles and cans shook twice, many things fell, He Qing, who was already dying, was not even very conscious, many jade bottles and jars were broken, and various pills were scattered on the ground, among which a blood-red pill the size of a dragon's eye was extremely conspicuous.

The elixir seems to have a special fragrance that is mouth-watering.

He Qing, who had exhausted his strength, hung down weakly, everything in front of him was confused, and the blood-colored pill that was close at hand at that moment seemed to be far away in the sky, like one, then two, and finally three, and then suddenly transformed into one.

He Qing, whose mind was blank, had no thoughts, he only had instinct left, and instinct drove him, making him do his best, and let him bite the blood-colored pill at all costs.

He Qing's tired body full of scars squirmed a little on the ground, and he poked out his tongue to hook it, lick the blood-colored elixir that seemed to be right in front of him but could not always be touched.

The breath of life burned out, He Qing only felt sleepiness coming in waves, how much he wanted to sleep like this, no longer ask about the world, no longer have the pain he has now.

"That's it...... Go to sleep. ”

He Qing finally gave up.

At this moment, the tip of his tongue touched a round object, and subconsciously rolled it, a pill entered his throat, and his mouth melted, and a warm current quickly spread in his body, quickly driving away the drowsiness on He Qing's body, and his consciousness suddenly became extraordinarily awake.

A green light flickered, and Yu Changsheng, who was holding a handful of medicinal herbs, stared at the pills all over the ground and the young man who had already swallowed the pills, his expression became a little gloomy.

He Qing was stunned, the warm current disappeared, and then there was unimaginable pain, he subconsciously bowed up, curled up like a prawn, and roared in pain, that feeling was like the flesh and blood of the whole body being cut off inch by inch, and the blade scraped against the bones, extremely painful.

"Ahh

Under the intense pain, He Qing rolled wildly on the ground, banged his head against the wall, picked the ground with his fingernails, and bled from his seven orifices, like a mad demon.

It hurts so much, this pain, deep into the bone marrow!

The evil medicine master stepped forward and swept a few jars on the ground, and finally he picked up the broken black bottle fragments on the ground, sniffed it, squinted slightly, and slightly strained his palm, and the ceramic fragments turned into powder: "You actually ate my half-Jiao poison pill." ”

He Qing turned a deaf ear to everything at the moment, he only felt that his whole body was about to be blown up by a burst of energy, his limbs and bones, and the five holes and seven tricks were constantly bleeding out, extremely miserable, and the roar of ghosts and ghosts echoed in the cave.

The evil medicine master stared at the young man on the ground without blinking, suddenly, a red light appeared on his body, and one after another red light rushed out of his body, his body was like a ball of light, illuminating this room as bright as day.

Yu Changsheng looked at the red light full of holes, a little angry, and a little distressed.

This half-Jiao poison pill was made by him for two years, with the cherished half-Jiao beast spirit core, intermittently refined dozens of times, but unfortunately the last step went wrong, this could have been improved cultivation, washing the essence and cutting the marrow, the half-Jiao spirit pill was forced to be made into a poison pill by him, after taking it, the five internal organs were like suffering from the sword mountain and the sea of fire, and finally under the terrible power of the half-Jiao, the seven orifices bled to death.

Such a half-Jiao poison pill, as long as it enters the stomach, can kill anyone under the power, and it is an extremely powerful poison, but he was negligent for a while and swallowed by this young man.

He Qing is not dead, what does it have to do with Yu Changsheng?

What he feels sorry for now is his poison pill

"It should be!"

Yu Changsheng scolded gloomily, the red light in the room gradually weakened, the frantically struggling young man's movements became smaller and smaller, his roar became lighter and lighter, and the blood gushing out of the seven orifices stained him into a bloody man, and there was blood all around him, and the young man finally lay in a pool of blood and lost his movement.

He's dead.

He was tormented by pain, lost too much blood, and died of pain.

"Idiot. ”

Yu Changsheng got up indifferently, but ignored it anymore, returned to the table and began to tinker.

Time passed, and three days passed in a blink of an eye.

Yu Changsheng, who went back and forth during the period, didn't bother to pay attention to the young man in the pool of blood, until three days later, after three busy days, he picked up the reconstituted test tube in his hand and said to himself: "This time it shouldn't be a big problem." ”

Yu Changsheng snapped his fingers, and after a while, the sound of breaking wind sounded, and the thin man appeared at the door, bowing respectfully.

"Bring someone else. ”

Yu Changsheng glanced at the pool of blood that had dried up, and said lightly: "Clean up this place too." ”

"Yes, master. ”

The thin man answered, walked over to the young man in the pool of blood, Yu Changsheng put down the test tube, was suddenly stunned, turned around and said in a deep voice: "Wait." ”

The thin man retreated, and Yu Changsheng stepped forward, with doubts in his heart.

By the way, it's been three days, and the corpse doesn't rot or stink?

Yu Changsheng glanced down at the young man's bloodstained arms, calves and other exposed skin, and found no corpse spots.

"Huh?"

Yu Changsheng leaned down and touched the young man's arm, which was still elastic, although it was very cold, but there was no stiffness.

Yu Changsheng, who had been a master of medicine at the beginning, sensed that something was wrong, and he turned the young man's body over, revealing his bloodstained and distorted face, and felt the latter's pulse.

There is no pulse.

He sniffed again, but it wasn't.

"It's dead. ”

Yu Changsheng frowned tightly, could it be that this kid has some rare treasures on his body, which can ensure that the corpse is immortal after death?

Yu Changsheng pondered, and immediately began to look through He Qing's body, and just as his palm swept over He Qing's chest, he stopped abruptly and looked at the slightly undulating chest in disbelief.

"Haunted?"

The corners of Yu Changsheng's mouth twitched, a person with no pulse and no snort still had a heartbeat?

Yu Changsheng squinted, and entered a stream of spiritual power into He Qing's body to look at his body, He Qing's body was a mess of destruction, after the ravages of the half-Jiao poison pill, the internal organs, limbs and hundreds of bones were all seriously injured, and even the meridians of the whole body had been burst and broken, but when Yu Changsheng looked into He Qing's chest, he accidentally found that his heart was still beating slowly, very slowly, but it was strong and powerful.

Around the heart, there was a layer of pale red light shrouded in it, like a barrier, and on that pale red light, Yu Changsheng sensed a familiar aura.

Half-Jiao poison pill.

"This ......"

Yu Changsheng was stunned for a while.

"It's hard to ......"

Yu Changsheng reacted suddenly, although he made a mistake in the last step of refining and turned the half-Jiao spirit pill into a poison pill, but this was also the spirit core of the half-Jiao beast.

It was this little effect that protected He Qing's heart and saved his life.

"I see. ”

Yu Changsheng suddenly realized.

"It's a lucky boy, so he doesn't die. ”

Yu Changsheng figured out the reason, and he was a little surprised.

His eyes were different, he muttered for a while, and suddenly the corners of his mouth twitched, causing the thin man next to him to tremble, and he hadn't seen his master smile for a long time.

"Poison pill to protect the heart, doesn't it mean that this kid can enter the body with a hundred poisons and not die?"

Yu Changsheng crossed his fingers and looked gloomy.

Others are invincible to all kinds of poisons, but this kid will not die after a hundred poisons enter the body, isn't this an excellent body to test the medicine?

Yu Changsheng has to study the Poison Sutra, and there are thousands of poison pills he has practiced, and every time he has to find a living person to test the medicine, behind a successful poison pill are dozens, hundreds or even more fresh lives, which is also the most outrageous place for Yu Changsheng.

"With this kid, I can do a lot less effort, and I don't have to change people every time to try the medicine. ”

Yu Changsheng liked this accident a little, he flipped his wrist, took out a pill from the simple bracelet on his hand and stuffed it into He Qing's mouth, and said in a deep voice: "Take it away, take care of it, notify me when you wake up." ”

The wizened man nodded and left.

In the following days, after He Qingfan woke up, Yu Changsheng would appear as soon as possible, and then stuff all kinds of poisons developed into He Qing's mouth, observe and judge the test drugs, day after day, month after month.

After all, there is a quantity of the container, and the poison is like water, pouring water into the container again and again, one day, it will definitely overflow, and when it overflows, it will be the many poisons that have accumulated for a long time to explode together, and then the half-Jiao poison pill will not work, and He Qing will die in endless pain.

However, for Yu Changsheng, what does it have to do with him?

In the blink of an eye, two months have passed.

It has been a week since the last drug test, which made the tortured He Qing a little surprised, Yu Changsheng usually takes a new poison out once a day or two, and it is only three days at the latest, but this time it is a full week without showing up to test the medicine with him, He Qing is also a little numb in addition to the accident, these days, his body has accumulated twenty or thirty kinds of poisons, large and small, these poisons are invading He Qing's body almost every moment, and the mental and physical torture has been repeated, from the unbearable at the beginning, to the numbness now, God knows what this fourteen-year-old boy has experienced。

He Qing walked in this mansion that occupied a huge area, and when he met some servants and maids who were in a hurry, their faces did not change, as if they regarded him as air.

Sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard, He Qing looked at the verdant trees not far away.

He still has a sense of unreality.

He Qing retracted his gaze and looked down at his palm with a faint gray color, the meridians were broken, and he was covered in poison, he didn't know how long he could live, he just wanted to go home now

Suffering will make people transform and mature, and when the pair of cloth shoes appeared in He Qing's eyes, he almost instantly restrained his emotions, without sadness or joy, and raised his head to look at the green robe in front of him.

Yu Changsheng glanced at He Qing, he looked around He Qing's body according to the usual practice, dozens of poisons were entangled in He Qing's internal organs, limbs and bones, the latter was enduring torment every minute and every second, with the increase of poison, this pain and torment would increase more and more, and it would eventually collapse.

Yu Changsheng thought about it for a while, he couldn't let this kid die too early, Yu Changsheng was used to this convenience of being able to test medicine anytime and anywhere.

"Come on. ”

Yu Changsheng walked forward, He Qing followed behind him, the two returned to the house, Yu Changsheng opened the stone door for the first time and let He Qing follow in, this is a long road.

Yu Changsheng snapped his fingers, a little spark appeared in the dark corridor, and a line of fire on both sides of the corridor spread rapidly, all the way through, He Qing's eyelids raised slightly, and glanced at the side, which were two small sinks, but the sinks were not filled with water, but lamp oil.

He Qing's nose moved slightly, and a foul smell spread in the air.

Not lamp oil.

He Qing glanced at the burning sink on both sides, the lamp oil in it showed a yellow with a hint of red, a faint fishy smell rushed into He Qing's nose, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his eyes paused on a short object soaked in the lamp oil not far away.

Fingers, a human finger.

He Qing silently withdrew his gaze, and already had some guesses in his heart.

Yu Changsheng, who was walking in front, seemed to guess what He Qing was thinking, and said lightly: "A thousand living people removed the bones and internal organs, and used them to roast and refine them, and boiled out this hundred catties of high-grade corpse oil, which can continue to burn for at least twenty years,"

Man makes oil as a lamp.

He Qing lowered his head and lowered his eyes, this Yu Changsheng, the evil demon is unparalleled.

The road is only fifty meters away, the front suddenly opens up, is a huge underground cave, He Qing looked around, there is a small flower garden on the left, which is planted with all kinds of strange flowers and plants, and on the right is a pile of corpses made of many corpses and bones, there are several stone tables in front, the tables are scattered with bottles and cans, there are also many empty jars and bottles on the ground, the wall in front is hollowed out, and there are many yellowed books.

He Qing raised his head and looked above the cave.

His heart beat suddenly, and there were six corpses hanging on it, I don't know how long they had been dead, but they didn't decay, and six thick iron hooks pierced through their jaws to the Heavenly Spirit Cover, and the dead were hideous, and the blood-stained rust chains looked extremely cold.

These six people were tortured to death, and they were embalmed after death, what did Yu Changsheng do when he hung them on the top of the cave?

If it had been placed before February, He Qing, who was still in the Liu family, would have been frightened and turned pale when he encountered the current scene, but for He Qing now, it would be nothing different except for a surprise.

At most, it will make him evaluate Yu Changsheng's ruthless methods to a higher level.

"And two iron hooks. ”

He Qing keenly caught a trace of abnormality, in addition to the six iron hooks with people hanging on them, there were two without hanging people, judging from the color and cleanliness, it should not have been used, but it was hung at the same time as the other six.

Yu Changsheng didn't care about He Qing's looking around, he emptied the things on a stone table, and then said lightly to He Qing: "Pick a grimace grass over there." ”

He Qing walked to the flower garden, just from the name of the grimace grass, you can easily find this special herb, the flowers are like grimaces, He Qing dug up the soil under the grimace grass, pulled out the grimace grass, and before he could get up, an extremely hideous and terrifying dark rotten face came out of the soil, one eyeball had been torn out, He Qing's pupils shrank suddenly, and he subconsciously took a step back, his heart pounded wildly.

Faces.

The young man took deep breaths one after another to calm down, and there was still a look of horror in his eyes, Yu Changsheng buried his head in the soil, and grimace grass grew from his face.

He Qing restrained his mood and walked towards Yu Changsheng with the grimace grass, Yu Changsheng took the grimace grass, and with a palm of his hand, a blue flame burned in his hand, and the grimace flower was quickly scorched, and even made a sound similar to a human scream, which made He Qing feel terrified.

"Sit down. ”

Yu Changsheng said casually, then took a yellowed book next to him and threw it to He Qing, and said, "Page thirty-eight, take a closer look." ”

Yu Changsheng turned around and took the burnt grimace to another table, took out all kinds of liquids and powders from the bottles and cans, and experimented and studied again and again, He Qing sat on the stone table, and turned to page thirty-eight according to Yu Changsheng's words, he was shocked in place with just a cursory sweep.

It's amazing!

This is actually a mystical method that records how to use poison as spiritual power to cultivate, which is not limited by the body, that is, there is no need to circulate through the meridians, which is undoubtedly a life-saving treasure book for He Qing in this situation.

The only drawback is that the lifespan of a person who cultivates with this method will become shorter and shorter as he accumulates more poisonous power

He Qing hurriedly flipped through the first page of this book and took a quick look, the name of this book is called the Poison Sutra, but it looks like it is just a rubbing, not the whole book.

Five minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and He Qing wanted to look at it for a while, and the Poison Sutra automatically flew back to Yu Changsheng's hand not far away, he pounded a ball of pale green paste in front of him, and threw it back in front of He Qing: "Put this thing on your body, then lie down, and start cultivating according to the Poison Sutra you just read." ”

He Qing did so one by one, and after he lay down, Yu Changsheng flicked his fingers, and four streams of spiritual power flew towards He Qing, firmly tying his wrists and ankles to the stone table.

"I'll come back in a day, if you can't assimilate the toxicity into virulence by then......"

Yu Changsheng didn't say his last words, just patted the powder on his hands and walked out.

If He Qing can assimilate the toxicity, then his anti-poison physique can be improved to a higher level, and he will be able to try more medicines, which will be of greater help to Yu Changsheng, if He Qing fails, without this understanding, Yu Changsheng will not have the mind to continue grinding, and continue to test his medicine in the next two or three months until the toxicity breaks out.

The only difference is that He Qing can live a little longer after his success...

He Qing, who was lying on the stone table, naturally understood the current situation, he slowly closed his eyes, and began to cultivate according to the cultivation method above the Poison Sutra, the huge poison accumulated in his body began to spread rapidly, and the unparalleled severe pain erupted in an instant.

A thought of life and death.

"I must live!"

The pale green paste that Yu Changsheng made with grimace flowers and various materials is also a highly poisonous, entering the body from the pores, and the toxicity is so strong that it can be called the strongest one in this period of time.

Fight poison with poison, and the strong collide.

He Qing, who was bound by Yu Changsheng on the stone platform, couldn't stop the sharp pain that almost tore him apart even if he tried his best to endure it, that kind of pain was too terrible, the pain was like bone marrow, and the real life was worse than death.

Dozens of poisons erupted in He Qing's body, He Qing's body was full of blood-congested blood vessels and green tendons like a dragon, he gritted his teeth, echoing the content of the Poison Sutra in his mind over and over again, he wanted to live, he couldn't die here, he had to assimilate those poisons that raged like fierce beasts.

One day, he only has one day.

"Ahh

He Qing let out an inhumanly painful roar, if he hadn't been restrained by Yu Changsheng, he might have been able to smash a hole in the cave wall with his head now, and in this case, he would have to force himself to mobilize and operate the poisons that were circulating around his body.

Once, twice, three times.

All failed, his poor faint consciousness was like an ant in the face of the violent poison of those wild horses, and as time passed, the pain became more and more intense, and the entire underground cave was filled with He Qing's crazy roar.

In the courtyard outside the stone gate, Yu Changsheng paused on the grass, looking at the long black lines carrying rice grains on the ground, and turned a deaf ear to the miserable roar coming from the underground cave in his ears, and after a while, the roar gradually weakened, and the ants on the ground gradually returned to the nest.

Yu Changsheng raised his head, looked at the sky that was gradually darkening, and muttered, "It's going to rain." ”

As soon as the words fell, a raindrop the size of a soybean fell from the sky and fell on the grass, Yu Changsheng lowered his head, and the raindrop just fell on an ant the size of a grain of rice on the ground, and he was about to be smashed.

The sparse raindrops fell quickly, and the ants on the ground who had not yet returned to the nest sped up and flew home, Yu Changsheng squinted slightly, looking at the three ants on the ground, a small ant with an obvious small size was held above the head by a big ant, and there was a black ant with big teeth next to the big ant.

Torrential rain always comes quickly, and it pours down in the blink of an eye, and a servant outside the courtyard glanced at the courtyard from a distance, hesitated, and hurriedly ran over with the rain with the intention of pleasing the master, and held up an oil-paper umbrella for Yu Changsheng, but the next moment, his throat was grabbed by a palm with small black spots and lifted out of the air.

"I should have explained that no one is allowed to enter this courtyard without my orders. ”

The moody Yu Changsheng looked indifferently at the servant in front of him, the servant's eyes were full of horror and regret, struggling to ask for an apology, with a click, his head turned to the side, his face still had fear remaining, and the blood spilling from the corners of his mouth was extremely red.

Yu Changsheng, who was murderous like a chicken, casually threw aside the servant who had broken his neck in his hand, the rainstorm fell suddenly, he looked down at the grass that was devastated by the storm, the three ant families under the grass were obviously extremely panicked, the ant body with black teeth was in front of the big ant, and the big ant was protecting the little ant under him, and the three ants were in this increasingly big storm, and they were homeless and drowned by the rain.

Yu Changsheng's eyes seemed to flash a different color, I don't know what I remembered, squatted down, supported my hands to protect the grass, and also protected the ant family under the grass roots, the rainwater that quickly merged into water on the ground suddenly diverged when it passed through this grass, and there was no wind and no rain under the grass.

Yu Changsheng, who was wet with green robe and hair by the wind and rain, looked extremely embarrassed, especially this cool autumn rain, which was even more frozen by the wind, I don't know how long it took, the storm and rain stopped, the dark clouds in the distance dispersed, there was a rainbow hanging in the clouds, and the ant family under the grass roots escaped, but they didn't think much about it, or what they could think about, and hurriedly bypassed the puddles and rushed to the nest.

Yu Changsheng stood up and walked into the house, but when he passed by the small mound-like ant nest next to the stairs, he glanced at it, and the entire nest collapsed, and the countless ants inside instantly turned into powder.

The ant family, who hurried back, looked at the collapsed nest and the countless dead clansmen, and stood still without moving, as if they were stupid.

Yu Changsheng returned to the house and closed the door.

On the bed in the room, Yu Changsheng sat cross-legged, he reached out and took out an old yellowed portrait from his chest, the portrait was an ordinary-looking gentle woman and a young boy about eleven or twelve years old hugging each other, this murderous and ruthless indifferent devil, there was a rare warm smile between his eyebrows that all those who had seen him could not imagine, and his fingers caressed the woman and the boy on the painting, extremely gentle.

At that time, she was still there, and he would still call his father, and he was also a well-known medical master, hanging pots to help the world, and being compassionate.

And now the two white bones, the benevolent doctor who was praised by the neighbors and respected in the past has become an evil medicine master who kills people at every turn and destroys human nature.

I don't know how long it took, Yu Changsheng put away the portrait, his face changed as usual indifferent again, he pushed open the stone door, and walked through the human oil passage that was made of thousands of people.

"I have been living for more than 12 years in my life, holding a golden needle in my hand, practicing medicine for more than 20 years, saving countless people, but in this unscrupulous world, I have deceived and harmed me, and my wife and children have been affected. ”

The green-robed evil medicine master was like a demon in the dark night, cold and terrifying: "Since it is difficult for good people to survive in this world, and evil people are in charge, then my remaining immortal life is simply for evil, and under the eternal night, I am a disaster!"

Six corpses that had been pierced through their heads by iron hooks and had endured endless torture hung high on the roof of the cave, and on the stone platform below, the young man bound by spiritual power did not move, and there were specks of blood staining the ground and the stone platform.

"Assimilation failed?"

Yu Changsheng is extremely indifferent, if he fails, he will fail, this kid should be able to hold out for a while, enough to research a good poison by himself.

The cultivation method of using poison as the spirit recorded in the Poison Sutra, Yu Changsheng, who is familiar with the Poison Sutra dozens of times, knows the difficulty of cultivating it better than anyone else, and it is just a chance to throw such a precious thing to He Qing, and even if ordinary people get this cultivation method, who will cultivate in exchange for their lives?

Yu Changsheng's fingers moved slightly, untied He Qing's body, turned around and just wanted to leave here, the young man lying on the stone table suddenly opened his eyes, those bloodshot, extremely congested red eyes, this period of torture is enough to drive any adult crazy, let alone He Qing, who is only twelve years old.

Sudden outburst, unexpected offensive.

He Qing was like a predatory cheetah, jumping up from the stone table, his five fingers into claws, his nails showing pitch black, and piercing through Yu Changsheng's back.

It's a pity that He Qing, who has seen a Dacheng martial artist at most in his life, doesn't know what the concept of the disaster of life is, even if it is Yu Changsheng, who is defenseless and vigilant, at the moment of danger, the spiritual power in his body instinctively operates, and the wave of qi that erupts blasted away He Qing, who suddenly attacked, and the latter slammed on the stone table, vomiting blood and rolling on the ground.

Yu Changsheng turned around, and did not jump like thunder, but looked at the young man who vomited blood on the ground in a little daze, above his palm, there was a subtle black air current, on it, Yu Changsheng felt a familiar breath.

Toxicity!

"The assimilation was successful. ”

Yu Changsheng was shocked, because he was familiar with it, so he was shocked, this kid's talent was so high, he could really successfully cultivate this cultivation method!

He Qing staggered up from the ground and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, he failed, he failed to kill Yu Changsheng, he was desperate, and it was normal.

The corners of He Qing's mouth twitched, and he laughed desolately, and the desolation and unwillingness in the laughter were particularly stinging.

Yu Changsheng also laughed, but he was overjoyed, and obtained a long-term test body that can assimilate toxicity, and he no longer has to have a headache for drug testing in a short period of time.

He Qing restrained his emotions, his face was neither sad nor joyful, and he stood like a sculpture.

Compared with ordinary people, this immature boy with outstanding cultivation talent, under the suffering, finally began the biggest and most important transformation in his life, his mind, his perseverance, and everything about him will become different

......

On the thatched roof, young people who have grown up drink the wine in the altar.

After his rain, there is no rainbow.

The young man who dragged back to the family with a tired body fell asleep soundly with the moonlight on his pillow.

I am young.

Shaohua is down.