"It's not that simple?"

Yang Yifan frowned, his face puzzled.

Seeing this, Yechen sighed and said, "Brother Yang, in fact, it stands to reason that your understanding is not wrong. ”

"But ......"

"But what?" Yang Yifan said.

Yechen thought for a moment and said, "I just said that that place allows the aura and attack fluctuations of the third layer of the foundation to appear. ”

After this statement, Yang Yifan suddenly realized.

"Are you saying that although the breath and fluctuations of the third layer of foundation building can only be allowed there, it does not limit the true strength of the monk, for example, a person who has built the eighth layer of the foundation can also enter that place as long as he controls his breath and attack fluctuations on the third layer of the foundation?"

"That's right!" Yechen nodded.

"That's a bit tricky." Seeing this, Yang Yifan's face was also a little unsightly.

You know, if this is the case, if it is really like what Yang Yifan said, there is a strong man with the eighth layer of foundation building into that place, although he can only send out the attack method of building the third layer of the foundation, but after all, he has the advantage of the realm, whether it is physique, or the perception of moves, or hole cards, etc., it is not an ordinary foundation building three-layer powerhouse can be compared, with Yang Yifan's current state, even if he opens the beast blood boiling, he will definitely not be able to defeat this existence.

"That's right, it's tricky." Yechen also had a sad look on his face, but he quickly restrained it and said with a smile:

"But Brother Yang, you don't have to worry too much, not too many people know about the blood vine, the biggest temptation of this extreme yin land for Miao Jiang cultivators is its own auxiliary to their cultivation, so as long as we move quickly, we should be able to get the blood vine stem in our hands before most people react."

Yang Yifan nodded and said, "What Brother Ye said is extremely true. ”

"Hmm." Yechen nodded and said, "Then now, there is only one last question left." ”

"What's the problem?" Yang Yifan asked.

Yechen's eyes were gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "Stygian River City is the territory of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, such a place of extreme yin that is vital to the refining of corpses, it is impossible for them to ignore it in the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, so the biggest obstacle to finding the blood vine stem this time should be the behemoth of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate!" ”

"Ten Thousand Poison Gate?!"

Hearing this name, Yang Yifan's brows furrowed.

Yang Yifan is no stranger to this sect, a long time ago, because of Xi Yu, he had dealt with people in this sect, not only that, but he also remembered that he seemed to have killed a young man named Luo Fei, as if his identity was quite noble, as if he was the young master of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect?

Thinking of the dead guy, I don't know why, Yang Yifan's mind once again resurfaced a scene that had appeared in his dream, it was a large number of black-robed people, they knelt under a simple building like an altar, their bodies were constantly emitting green mist, and their expressions were so pious that they were even a little crazy, as if they were carrying out an ancient sacrificial ritual.

And in that altar, there seemed to be a vague figure, thinking of this scene in his mind, Yang Yifan suddenly felt a trace of uneasiness in his heart, his muscles unconsciously tensed, as if he could enter the battle state at any time.

"Brother Yang, what's wrong with you?" Yechen saw that Yang Yifan was a little distracted, and asked out loud.

"Uh......" Yang Yifan came back to his senses, shook his head, and said: "It's nothing, Brother Night, I have dealt with the Ten Thousand Poison Gate before, although I heard that this force is very powerful, but I don't know its true strength, can you tell me, what is the strength of this Ten Thousand Poison Gate?" ”

"The strength of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate?" A hint of complexity flashed on Yechen's face when he heard this, and he was silent for a moment, and only after a while did he speak quietly, his tone subconsciously carrying a hint of jealousy: "Brother Yang, Brother Ye advises you, you must not provoke people from this sect in the future." ”

Seeing Yechen so serious, Yang Yifan understood a little, and he frowned and said, "The strength of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect is very strong? ”

"No!" Yechen shook his head and said solemnly: "It's extremely strong!" ”

"Since the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect claims to be ten thousand poisons, it is naturally because the biggest style of this sect is to use poison, and the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect is a very secret sect, even my understanding of this force is not very clear, I only know that there are many branches in the Ten Thousand Poisons Gate, there are poisoners who specialize in poison, corpse controllers who refine corpse poison and corpse puppets, and Gu masters who study poisonous insects and poisonous Gu, the people in this sect are crazy, for them, everything in the world may become highly poisonous in their hands, There are even some people who refine themselves as poison, and every drop of blood on their body is a deadly poison! ”

Speaking of this, Yechen paused slightly, the fear on his face became stronger, and he said in a deep voice:

"Brother Yang, you are not in Miaojiang, you may not know, not long ago, the young master of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect died, and the head of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect was furious, in order to find the real murderer of her son, this old witch turned the entire Miao Jiang upside down! In the end, this guy got the news that his son died in the Central Plains, if it weren't for the obscenity of the Cultivator Association, the Central Plains would have been set off by her a bloody storm long ago! ”

"But even so, under the anger, she still destroyed more than a dozen sects to accompany her for the funeral, and all of them were destroyed by a poison, and the deceased's whole body festered and turned into pus, which was extremely miserable!"

"She also swore that within three years, no matter the ends of the earth, she would find out the person who killed her son, and at that time, she would use the cruelest torture and the most violent poison in the world to concoct him alive for ten years to make him die!"

"The young master of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate is dead? More than a dozen sects to accompany the funeral? Poisonous oath?! Yang Yifan swallowed his saliva quietly, although he did not show the slightest abnormality on the surface, he had already scolded in his heart.

Damn it? What is that called, Luo Fei is really the young master of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect?

And this guy actually swore such a vicious oath and concocted it for ten years?

It seems that he is going to be in Miaojiang step by step.

Yechen on the side didn't notice Yang Yifan's small movements, his expression was serious, and he said: "Brother Yang, you have to remember that no matter what you had to do with the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect before, from today onwards, you'd better not have anything to do with the people in this sect, and if it's not necessary, don't make enemies." ”

"In Miaojiang, the Ten Thousand Poison Gate is equivalent to the Cultivators' Association, which can be called a one-handed cover, although my Soul Sect is already a dominant company in Tingjiang City, but if it really fights with the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, there is only a thirty percent chance of winning, so you must be careful."

"I understand."

Yang Yifan nodded absentmindedly, and then forcibly changed the topic: "Ahem, that's it for now, Brother Night, without further ado, I'll go to Stygian City first." ”

When the words fell, Yang Yifan turned around and left.

He really didn't dare to stay here any longer.

He was very afraid that if he couldn't help but say that Luo Fei was killed by himself, when the time came, he didn't know what kind of expression Yechen would have?

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(End of chapter)