"You can't blame the ancestor of the Qiu family for this, after all, the Bal clan is a tribe of thousands of people, if they exterminate the clan just because they made human skin masks, it would be too cruel and hurtful."

The more highly cultivated the monks, the more they believe in the mysterious and mysterious ways in the underworld, whether it is a great road or a small path.

"Then tell me about the Kra clan, do they have a hereditary medical scripture?"

"The Kra tribe is a relatively peace-loving tribe in the Western Regions, and is loved by many tribes in the Western Regions because of their long-term treatment and rescue of people. As for the hand-me-down medical scriptures, they are not! Tang Yongchang paused here as he spoke, and then continued.

"There are several strange books in this world, and the medical scriptures are one of them, and the Kra people are fortunate to get a page of the medical scriptures, so they have a foothold in the world, and they have to admit their magic. Corresponding to the Book of Medicine is another strange book - the Book of Poison. ”

"Poison Sutra?" Qiu Yue'er lost her voice.

"What? Do you know the Poison Sutra? Tang Wang turned his head to look at her.

"I once met a masked man dressed in black with a long centipede on his shoulder, and when he bit someone, that person turned into a pool of blood. I saw the man in black take out a piece of parchment from the other party's clothes, and the ancestor said that it was probably a poisonous scripture. I didn't expect you to know the Poison Sutra too. Qiu Yue'er said half-truthfully, raising Qi Che's danger level by a step in her heart.

A page of the medical scripture can become the heirloom of a tribe, and it is the foundation of a tribe, not to mention that Qi Che already has a page and a half of the Poison Sutra in his hand, he is simply the king of poison.

"Not all people who refine poison are bad people, but most of them act strangely, so it's better to have less contact." Tang Wang admonished.

"You mean he has a giant centipede on his shoulder?" Tang Ying frowned and suddenly asked.

"Yes, you know?"

"There is a killer organization on the rivers and lakes, whose name is "Thirteen Rebellions", which is against the sky. Among them, the thirteenth anti-poisonous hand, codenamed Centipede, is rumored to be serving a huge black centipede. ”

"Thirteen reverses? Killer? Qiu Yue'er was shocked again, one voice higher than the other, this time it was not a lie.

I didn't expect my father's brother to have such an exciting identity as a "killer", which is really unseemly!

Si Swenwen's appearance looks quiet and elegant, but he is an out-and-out big killer.

It was also a time bomb, but fortunately it was sent away.

"If you encounter it again in the future, you must immediately avoid it, the thirteen rebels kill people without blinking, and they are notorious in the rivers and lakes, which is terrifying." Tang Ying saw Qiu Yue'er's excitement, and faintly felt a little afraid.

"Got it! Mr. Tang, you continue! ”

"The Kra people got a page of the Poison Sutra, and there is also a race in the Western Regions that is not very popular, that is the Night Clan, who got a page of the Poison Sutra."

"Nightling?"

"Although the Dark Night Clan refining poison, it is not a killing tribe, knowing that poison refining is not liked by the world, and has lived in the Dark Night Valley for many years, so it is called the Dark Night Clan. The Night Clan is also called a poison doctor in the Western Regions, which means that the poison of the Night Clan can also save people, and there are often people who are not cured and are about to die to be sent to the mouth of the Night Valley, and there will be people from the Night Clan to take them away, and if they are cured, they must stay in the Night Valley forever, and if they are not cured, the corpse will be burned and sent out. Tang Wang said slowly.

"This tribe is also quite affectionate and righteous, much stronger than some sanctimonious hypocrites."