"Alas, this Ten Thousand Poisons Son is also a poor person!" Seeing Ling's face pondering, Wu Dao continued: "In fact, when the Ten Thousand Poisons Son was young, he was handsome and beautiful, and if he didn't join the poison sect, it is estimated that he would be a generation of beautiful men in the future. It's a pity that he chose to practice poison arts. The son of Ten Thousand Poisons was born in the Southern Wilderness, he lost his parents when he was born, and was raised by a poisonous python with a good practice. The poisonous python has reached the dying moment because of the failure of the crossing, and as the saying goes, 'When a person is about to die, his words are good, and when a bird is about to die, his song is also mourning'. The poisonous python originally wanted to use the only remaining spiritual power to find a treasure cave and live here, but just as he was about to disperse the spiritual power, he suddenly heard the baby's cry. All things have spirits, not to mention the power of the demon clan that has already experienced ups and downs and has seen through everything. The poisonous python has been pursuing the supreme realm of cultivation all his life, and has no descendants, and the cry of the poisonous boy made the poisonous python's dry heart ripple a little, and he decided to save the poisonous prince and raise him as an adult. In fact, monsters are sometimes more humane than humans, and humans are often more ferocious than beasts. ”

"According to what you said, that poisonous python has reached the point where it has run out of oil, and if you want to feed the poisonous prince, I'm afraid it's not an easy task, right?" Ling nodded and sighed softly. Ling knew that although the newborn baby was the most able to comprehend the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, although his bones and blood were in harmony with Heaven and Earth, his spiritual wisdom had not yet been opened, and if he forcibly poured into the cultivation method, it would definitely be a catastrophe for him. And the baby is extremely fragile, and the poisonous python is a demon race, which is completely different from the physique of the human race.

"Yes, although the poisonous python has the heart to save people, there is no way to save people. In desperation, he ruthlessly tore off the three scales containing rich spiritual power on his body, and used them as bargaining chips to exchange for deer milk from a snow deer who also practiced the Tao, that is, the prince of ten thousand poisons was raised by the two powers of the demon clan at the same time. As the days passed, the Ten Thousand Poison Princes gradually grew up, until when he was seven years old, the poisonous python finally exhausted all his spiritual power and was about to die. Ten Thousand Poisonous Sons grew up watching Snow Deer and Poisonous Pythons, and now that the poisonous python is about to fall, the only one who can't rest assured is Ten Thousand Poisonous Sons. Because Xuelu raised the Ten Thousand Poisonous Sons with the Poisonous Python, she couldn't bear to see the Ten Thousand Poisonous Sons who were in tears. So, Snow Deer risked his life to break into the Valley of the Poison King and ask for Tu Lie's help. Wu Dao remembered the life experience of the Ten Thousand Poison Son, and recalled in a deep voice.

"The demon race and the human race have always been hostile, and the snow deer can risk his life to go to the human race for help, and the mind of the snow deer and the poisonous python is admirable. Shi Chen is a disciple of Buddhism, compassionate and compassionate, after hearing Wu Dao's explanation, he clasped his palms together and sighed softly.

"Yes, but fortunately, although Tu Lie has a perverse personality, he did not covet Xuelu's inner Dan and blood, and was even moved by the deeds of the two demon clans who were powerful enough to raise the human race. In this way, Tu Lie came to the Southern Wilderness with Xuelu and found the Ten Thousand Poisonous Sons and the Poisonous Python. When he saw Tu Lie, the poisonous python actually refused, the Ten Thousand Poison Princes had been living with them all the time, and if they were rashly sent back to the human race, I am afraid that it would be difficult for the Ten Thousand Poison Princes to adapt. Xuelu Xiaozhi moved with reason and emotion, and persuaded the poisonous python that they were originally a demon clan, and the prince of ten thousand poisons would return to the human world sooner or later. Tu Lie even swore to the poisonous python that he would definitely protect the poisonous son, and one person and one demon persuaded him for two hours before the poisonous python loosened. Although the poisonous python agreed to let the Ten Thousand Poison Princes return to the Poison King Valley with Tu Lie, he was still a little uneasy in his heart, and in the end, he made a move that was admired by everyone present at the time. The poisonous python asked Xuelu to take out his inner pill and give it to Tu Lie, hoping that Tu Lie could treat the poisonous prince as his own and take good care of it. Xuelu didn't comply, and the poisonous python forced him to die, and in desperation, Xuelu reluctantly dug out the poisonous python's inner dan and sent the blood-stained inner dan to Tu Lie's hands. Tu Lie was deeply touched by the poisonous python's righteous act, and he swore in public that he would accept Wan Poison Gongzi as a closed disciple, teach him what he had learned, and give him a name

Ten thousand poisons. Speaking of this, Wu Dao's eyes were moist and he sighed.

The righteousness of the poisonous python moved everyone, and in addition to curiosity, there was more sympathy and admiration in their eyes when they looked at the poisonous prince. Who said that the demon clan was cold-blooded, who said that the python was ruthless, many times it is a good cause to get good results, people are mutual, and so are people and demons.

Later, Tu Lie refined the inner pill of the poisonous python into an elixir the size of an apricot kernel, made a pendant, and gave it to the prince of ten thousand poisons, and used this to inspire him not to forget the poisonous python's nurturing grace to him. And Xuelu also looked back at the Ten Thousand Poison Boy step by step, and returned to the world of the demon clan. When the Ten Thousand Poison Prince followed Tu Lie back to the Valley of the Poison King, Tu Lie really passed on all the things he had learned in his life to the Ten Thousand Poison Prince, and the Ten Thousand Poison Master was indeed a once-in-a-century poison wizard, and it took only one year to integrate the Poison Sutra and cultivate it to the realm of transformation. But because he was too young, and the Poison Sutra was a peerless sect of the Poison King Valley, which was not controlled by cultivators who were not above thirty years old, and his talent was disproportionate to the strength of his body, so his face was completely ruined and he became what he is today. Wu Dao looked at the Ten Thousand Poisons on the Phoenix Terrace and said regretfully.

"Today is the first competition between the disciples of the Poison King Department and the Medical Department, because the two departments are competing at the same time, so the rules will change accordingly. The first round of competition is between the disciples of the Poison King Department to win or lose with poison techniques, and the loser is detoxified by the winner. The second round is the cooperation between the Poison King Department and the Department of Medicine, the loser of the Poison King Department is detoxified by two disciples of the Department of Medicine, and the one who can solve the poison is the winner of the Department of Medicine. At this moment, Lei Zixiu's voice came from Phoenix Terrace.

Hearing Lei Zixiu's words, the cultivators in the stands were slightly stunned, in this way, the disciples of the Poison King Department and the Dao Law Department also have to conduct two rounds of competitions, while the Department of Medicine only needs one competition to enter the final selection.

Seeing that his words had attracted the cultivators in the stands, Lei Zixiu nodded with satisfaction, and said to the Quartet cultivators: "Here are the first group of poison masters to participate in the competition, the descendant of the Poison King Valley and the descendant Qin Zhaoming from the Sichuan Shu Poison Reservoir. ”

Hearing Lei Zixiu's words, there was an uproar in the stands, people had more or less heard of the name of the Ten Thousand Poison Prince, but they didn't expect him to draw the No. 1 lot. People held their breath and looked towards the phoenix platform. The contest between poison arts was very dangerous, and although it was not as gorgeous as it seemed to be in the Dao system, their method of invisibly defeating each other aroused everyone's curiosity. Even the experienced Wu Dao was sitting upright, waiting for the Ten Thousand Poison Princes to make a move, although he had heard the other party's deeds, he had never seen his poison skills.

And the moment the Ten Thousand Poison Princes boarded the Phoenix Platform, the cultivators of the Hongyuan Realm from the Nether Realm of the Immortal Realm erupted into a burst of piercing ridicule. The cultivators of the Three Realms sat next to the cultivators of the Shenwu Academy, they had never heard of the Ten Thousand Poison Prince, and this time when they saw an extremely ugly cultivator ascending the Phoenix Terrace, people sneered at him, judging his appearance and character, and their words were full of disgust.

"Hahaha, this person is actually the heir of the Poison King Valley, what kind of place is the Poison King Valley? Is it full of demons and monsters? Even cultivators with this kind of appearance can become heirs, if I go, can I directly become the valley master of the Poison King Valley!"

"I have long said that Huaxia is a barren land of decline, and it is reasonable for such ugly cultivators to appear here. ”

"This Ten Thousand Poison Boy doesn't need to use poison at all, he can poison more than half of the cultivators just by his appearance!"

“......”

The words of the cultivator of the Hongyuan Realm caused everyone to look at them angrily, although the Poison King Valley was a feared existence in Huaxia, they were the forces of Huaxia after all,

This time being humiliated by a group of nether immortals made everyone furious, and the Huaxia cultivators clenched their fists one after another, and their eyes were full of anger.

The group of cultivators laughed so loudly that even the old men who were far away under the cliff heard their taunts. Tu Lie, the valley lord of the Poison King Valley, had blue tendons on his forehead, and he was already on the verge of breaking out. The Ten Thousand Poison Prince's life was miserable, and Tu Lie attached great importance to him, if it weren't for the scruples of Yuwen Longteng, a powerhouse in the Immortal Realm, it is estimated that he would have personally taught the group of unruly Nether Realm cultivators. They were also fellow Huaxia Daoists, and the deans of the three major academies and the elders of the various forces in Huaxia also had very ugly faces, they didn't expect the Hongyuan Realm cultivators to be so uneducated.

"Oh, who hit me!Who, get out!" Just as these cultivators who were unabashedly sarcastic about the Ten Thousand Poisons Princes laughed, suddenly several stones shot rapidly from the direction of the Shenwu Academy, although those stones were only the size of egg yolks, but they contained a strong green mountain power, making them weigh a hundred catties when they flew out. Those stones were exactly what Ling knocked out. Hearing the words of the Hongyuan Realm cultivator just now, Ling was also furious, he picked up the stone under his feet, poured the power of Qingshan with the technique of Canglong Jin, and threw it out with all his might. The stone struck the cultivators in the face with precision, piercing their cheeks, and their teeth were also broken by the stone, flying out of the wound on the other side of their face. The intense pain made the cultivators' faces tremble, and they stood up and shouted inarticulately as they snorted around.

"Noise! A dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth! Remember, this is just a lesson, if you are so unscrupulous again, the stone will not only hit your dog's face, but your neck!" Ling turned his head to look at the several cultivators whose faces were covered with blood, and said in a cold voice.

"You!" Several cultivators wanted to be angry, but when they saw that the person who spoke was Ling, they all put away their blades that were about to be drawn and sat down with a reluctant expression. They already knew Ling's background, and they knew that the Nine Heavens Ling family was not something they could provoke.

Looking at Ling injuring the cultivator he brought in front of him, Yuwen Longteng's face was pale, and he was like a beast about to become angry, staring at Ling fiercely, silent. Yuwen Longteng had everything not going well along the way, and under this public, he was even more helpless against Ling, so he could only suppress that anger in his heart, waiting for the right opportunity to kill Ling. For the behemoth of the Nine Heavens Ling Family, their Hongyuan Realm was not qualified to be an enemy at all. Therefore, he could only watch his disciples being bullied, but he was helpless. It's just that Yuwen Longteng forgot one thing, that is, it was not Ling who was the first to speak out and provoke, but their cultivators in the Hongyuan Realm.

Seeing that the people who were laughing at him were injured by Ling, the Ten Thousand Poison Boy looked at Ling and smiled gratefully. Feeling the gaze of the Ten Thousand Poison Prince, Ling turned his head to look at the Ten Thousand Poison Prince, and also smiled and nodded at the other party.

"Ah, what's wrong with my hand! And my legs, my legs are no longer numerous, what the hell is going on?" The few Hongyuan Realm cultivators who had been injured by Ling had just sat down, and suddenly let out a burst of panicked screams, as if they had been injured by something.

Ling Xun looked over and found that the hands of those people hung down weakly, and their legs kept shaking, as if they really didn't obey the call. And when Yuwen Longteng under the cliff saw those cultivators, he snorted coldly, there seemed to be anger in his eyes, and he seemed to be very dissatisfied with these disciples. This trip to the world was enough to make him embarrassed, and these few disciples who did not make it to him were angry, and they were poisoned again in front of the Huaxia cultivators, although the poison was not fatal, but it slapped Yuwen Longteng's face in front of everyone.

Seeing the actions of those cultivators, Wu Dao turned his head to look at the Ten Thousand Poisonous Sons on the Phoenix Terrace, and sighed thoughtfully: "Grotesque appearance, the hand of the heart, this Ten Thousand Poisonous Son's poison skills are really unparalleled in the world!"