The stars are like pearls inlaid in the sky, shining brightly, and dazzling like gems, densely paved with a long river. The milky white galaxy, from the southeast sky, crosses the middle heaven, and pours obliquely to the northwest land. Occasionally, a golden arc of light streaks across the sky, as if searching for the world's best future, leaving a golden line in the sky.

After a day of preaching, Wu Yuan said a lot, and it also made Gu Sanqian feel a lot.

After Gu Sanqian and Wu Yuan separated, they gathered the Demon Yuan Bead before returning to their residence, and he did not enter the inner door directly because of the identity of the master Wu Yuan.

According to Wu Yuan's meaning, it is roughly like this, "My disciple, if you have to rely on my identity for such a trivial matter as entering the inner gate, it will be too useless." ”

"There are still three years to go before the inner door assessment, and if you want to enter the inner door as soon as possible, there is only one way, and that is to enter the heart training hole. But what is going on in the Heart Cultivation Cave? Why did Le Qianqian say that entering the Heart Training Cave was either crazy or dead? Another day, Le Qianqian must ask clearly. However, there is no rush to enter the inner door. Gu Sanqian thought secretly in his heart.

With the master and the method of cultivation, the idea of entering the inner gate is not so urgent. What he wants now is to cultivate, and try to get out that "Dragon Gate Recipe" as much as possible.

"Dragon Gate Jue" is a rule cultivation method that even Wu Yuan praises, so you must get it.

Thinking of this, Gu Sanqian took out the alchemy pot again. According to Wu Yuan's explanation, this alchemy pot wants to urge at least the strength of the human fairyland. Before that, what this alchemy pot could do was to refine medicinal materials. Throw the medicinal herbs into the alchemy pot, it will automatically refine into a medicinal liquid, which is to refine the original medicinal materials, with higher purity and more obvious medicinal effects.

The Ten Thousand Poisons Sutra requires a large amount of poison to enhance the sense of poison, and the stronger the sense of poison, the more poison is proposed and the stronger it is. When the imitation of poison becomes poisoning, then it can be used to practice poison.

There was a lot of money in the alchemy pot, and the poisonous herbs he was looking for along the way were all thrown into it, and looking inside through the mouth of the alchemy pot, those medicinal materials actually entered the square of the wall of the pot in different categories. The herbs were constantly compressed, purified, and turned into liquid medicine in those squares, which entered another storage square.

Gu Sanqian turned the alchemy pot over, poured the medicinal liquid into a gourd, and poured the gourd into his mouth twice.

"Happy!"

The liquid mixed with various toxins poured into the mouth, and the sour and bitter sensation ran down the throat into the abdomen, and the stinging sensation was accompanied by a fragrance of herbs, which was very refreshing with the belching.

It's really painful and refreshing!

Suddenly, Gu Sanqian noticed that the house began to shake like water waves, and the clothes hanging on the walls flew up, and those clothes began to fly around it.

His body was deformed, suddenly very large, and suddenly very small.

For a while, Gu Sanqian suddenly felt very funny, everything was funny, even the wind blew through his body, he felt funny, he seemed to be able to feel the wind blowing on his skin, as if an invisible big hand had touched his skin.

"Hahaha... Hallucinogenic poisonous mushrooms... Hahaha..."

Gu Sanqian immediately thought of why this was the case, if he didn't want to experience this strange feeling, he would definitely immediately let those twelve blood lines remove the poison from his body.

Time passed minute by minute, and the symptoms caused by the toxin of the hallucinogenic poisonous mushroom were roughly clear to him.

Twelve blood lines frantically rushed towards those toxins under his mind, and his body became tattered and riddled with holes under the erosion of toxins.

"It's not enough, we need more poison!" Gu Sanqian could feel that there was still some distance from the realm of practicing poison.

Venom was there, but it was useless, and he needed more kinds of poison.

He began to flip through the "Herbal Book II", he wanted to find medicinal herbs, and when he went to pick up the task early tomorrow morning, he would change some herbs by the way.

After a night of reading, he had finished reading "Herbal Record II" to "Herbal Record X".

Walking out the door, he took a deep breath. The morning air has a hint of humidity, and when you inhale it, there is a hint of sweetness that is difficult to understand. Gu Sanqian took a few deep breaths, then he straightened his face and walked towards the mission hall.

I took the task of killing the demon head from the mission hall again, and exchanged it for some poisonous herbs, and then walked out of the hall.

Coming to the edge of the Forbidden Land again, walking through the teleportation array of the Forbidden Land, he came to the inside of the Forbidden Land. Even though it's also the edge, it's already the edge of the interior of the Forbidden Lands.

The demon head here is no longer a low-level demon head generated by demonic energy, this is the world of demonic beasts, and the strength of the demonic beasts that devour a large number of demons is far superior to that of the demon.

Gu Sanqian didn't stay in the camp for long, and walked straight out.

The battle intent of asking the heavens is to comprehend in battle, and the exercises cultivated in battle, blindly shrinking at home will not be able to improve the cultivation of half a point.

A slight roar was heard in the distance, the sound of the beast coming from its throat, as if asserting its territory. This is the sound that usually only makes when Warcraft is resting.

Gu Sanqian slowly walked towards the demonic beast with his feet on his feet, his movements were very light, not only suppressing the sound of breathing, but also reducing the sound of walking to a minimum.

Not far away, a cheetah with a single horn on its head is lying on the ground, its front legs crossed, looking very leisurely. Its tail swept the ground like a steel cable, sweeping the gravel from the ground into powder.

The mind arises, and the fighting spirit rises.

Holding the blue blood short knife tightly, Gu Sanqian's body jumped in front of the cheetah, and stabbed directly into the cheetah's throat, and when the knife was drawn, the cheetah's wound did not ooze a drop of blood. It turned out that the wound was covered with a layer of frost, apparently frozen.

"Hmm, that's not right!"

Gu Sanqian suddenly felt that the battle intent was a little extinguished, although after the battle just now, the battle intent had grown a little, but the battle just now was too fast, so it did not stimulate the war intent.

Thinking of this, he walked forward, and after a while, he found a lump of feces on the ground.

"This is the feces of a wild boar!" Gu Sanqian held the short knife, feeling a hint of coolness coming from the short knife, and his spirit became extremely calm.

He took a few steps forward, and sure enough, there was a low roar of wild boars not far ahead. He looked just in time to see a fanged boar attacking an adversary. The demon died under his fangs, and a wave of demonic energy was swallowed by the fanged boar at the moment of the demon's death.

The fanged boar let out a low, cheerful roar.

"It's you, use you to hone my fighting spirit!"