The meal was ready, and the old man stood by the side.

"Please prepare two clean clothes for the two of us!"

Lei Wanchun was wearing a middle coat, stained with blood.

"Find me a scabbard too!"

Ke Mingde also made comments.

The old man nodded and left.

"Senior, has the injury ever been better?" Ke Mingde saw that he was in a depressed mood and asked.

"Alas!" Lei Wanchun sighed: "After a lifetime of cultivation, half of it has been lost, and it has already hurt the foundation, and it is hopeless congenitally, and he is worthy of being a disciple of the Phaseless Demon Man, and he really has won his true inheritance." ”

"Who is the Phaseless Monk?"

"Phaseless Demon Monk, that's a legend!" Although Lei Wanchun was disparaging in his mouth, his expression and tone were extremely admiring:

"Three hundred years ago, the princes were warn, the common people were robbed, and the original name and surname of the demon monk of Wuxiang are unknown, but when he was five years old, he suffered a military disaster, his parents died, and he himself was taken away by bandits. ”

"The bandit leader is a disciple of the Demon Sect, he eats human flesh, he has taken a lot of young children captive, he has to eat a practice every three or five days, and he can't live all day long, and later, a disciple of the Pure Yang Sect walked down the mountain, eradicated this group of bandits, rescued him, saw that he was clever, and accepted him as a sprinkler boy. ”

"Wuxiang gradually grew up, his appearance was extraordinary, rare in the world, and the disciples of the Pure Yang Sect became lustful——"

"——The Pure Yang Sect is the leader of the righteous path in the world, and the pure Yang Tongzi's true qi is the first in the world, but there is a bad thing, you must be a child to cultivate, you can't get close to women, some disciples are uncertain, so they do some ugly things. ”

"Wuxiang was played with by others, endured great shame and humiliation, gradually gained trust, was taught the pure yang boy skill, after cultivation, a thousand miles a day, stand out, people only then know that the Wuxiang root bone qualification once in a thousand years, attaches great importance to him. ”

"Wuxiang is also a graceful person, out of the control of the disciples of the Pure Yang Sect, but the disciple has the grace to save his life, and has the grace to pass on the merits, although Wuxiang is valued, but there is no revenge, but the disciple is jealous of Wuxiang's qualifications, he has a grudge, finds an opportunity, poisons Wuxiang, abuses, Wuxiang has to kill him, escape the predicament, but violate the door rules, the disciple is the only son of an elder, so he was abolished martial arts, cut off his nose, ruined his face, and expelled from the sect. ”

"This was the first ugly thing of the Pure Yang Sect back then, and it was in an uproar, and everyone in the rivers and lakes knew about it. After Wuxiang left the Pure Yang Sect, he became disheartened, became a monk, and his face was ruined, so he took Wuxiang as his name. ”

"Later, the temple was broken by the Five Ghost Gate, a temple monks were all practiced and used, no qualifications were overwhelming, the Five Ghost Gate wanted to refine him into a human pill, fed with medicinal materials every day, he saw the opportunity, stole the secret book of the Five Ghost Gate, secretly cultivated, hidden strength, and finally one day, broke out, the Five Ghost Gate was destroyed. ”

"Many disciples of the Five Ghost Sect escaped and scattered to escape, bringing the classics in the sect to all parts of the world, breeding many demons and demons. ”

"Let's say that there is no phase, secretly cultivating to the innate realm, refining the secret technique that has been lost for many years in the Five Ghost Sect, the five ghosts are captured, invincible, the heart has changed greatly, and the wanton killing people and practicing martial arts have angered the immortal elders of the Pure Yang Sect, and they went down the mountain to capture him, but they were killed by him, at that time, the world was shaken, and no one was shocked, and the innate cultivation was used to kill the immortal ancestor, which was unheard of for thousands of years!"

Lei Wanchun was drinking chicken soup while telling these secrets of the rivers and lakes, and suddenly, the old man walked in with a stack of pairs.

"Two distinguished guests, the clothes are ready, I'll change them for you!"

Lei Wanchun stood up, opened his arms, and asked him to put his clothes on.

Ke Mingde took the scabbard and put it on the Heavenly Sword, which was slightly wide.

"Thief!"

Lei Wanchun suddenly screamed, his eyes were split, and then he fell to the ground, bleeding from his eyes, ears, nose and mouth.

"Mingde beware of poison!"

Lei Wanchun shouted as hard as he could, his voice getting quieter and quieter, and a silver needle was stuck in his back.

The old man threw up his clothes and covered Ke Mingde's eyes, and Ke Mingde hurriedly drew his sword and chopped the clothes into strips of rags.

A puff of silver needles shot at the face, as thin as a cow's hair, less than an inch long, Ke Mingde raised his hand to block, and the silver needles shot into the dragon scale armor one by one, and actually shot through the dragon scales and pierced into the dragon skin!

"Pour!"

The strip of cloth fell to the ground, revealing the old man's gloomy face with a sneer.

Ke Mingde staggered back, leaning against the table, barely falling.

"How did you poison it? I can't even detect it?"

Ke Mingde struggled.

"Hahaha!" "The old man laughed wildly: "Last night's detoxification soup has a taste of cherry seeds, this morning's soup has Songming, Huangshi, and ginseng is used in the chicken soup, these are all very common medicinal materials, no damage to the human body, but I am on this needle, coated with a secret drug, once it is stained with blood, it can stimulate toxicity, attack the heart and brain, there is no antidote, and you can't live for a stick of incense!"

"Aren't you afraid of being punished by the helmsman?"

"I'm afraid that he will do anything, the White Dragon Society, not in my eyesight, I was ordered by the Purple Whisker Poison King to come to defend the country to find traces of the treasure of the British King, and I have been incognito for 13 years, and I finally found it!"

The old man looked up to the sky and laughed, and the old tears were rampant.

"What does the King's Treasure have to do with me?"

The old man took out a pill, broke Ke Mingde's mouth, and forced it in.

"This is an antidote, it can suppress the toxicity, otherwise after a while, the gods will not be able to save it!"

Ke Mingde stopped resisting and swallowed the pill.

The old man broke Ke Mingde's hand, snatched the Heavenly Sword, placed it in front of him, and looked at it carefully.

"Tilu Sword, sure enough, it's Tilu Sword!"

He slashed with his sword, and a white porcelain bowl was cut in half, and the fracture was smooth.

"Where did you get this Tilu sword?"

"What is the origin of this sword?" Ke Mingde asked rhetorically, without answering.

The old man was not angry: "When the British King Zao Wou-ki, a martial arts god, assisted the founding emperor of the Da'an Dynasty to pacify the world, a pair of iron fists to fight all over the world invincible, was named the king of the British, after his death, he buried a body of learning, magic cheats, countless treasures into the tomb together, and left seventy-two mounds, the world has been looking for thousands of years, and has never found the true tomb, until fifteen years ago, the three heroes of Lianhu found his tomb, brought out some treasures, known to others, and was forced to be chased by the world, all the way north, nowhere to be found. ”

"Some people say that they have fled to Weiguo, I came here on the order of my master, and I searched hard for thirteen years, and the emperor lived up to his wishes, and finally got a clue,"

"This Tilu sword was brought out of the tomb by the three heroes of Lianhu, made of cold iron, and immortal for thousands of years!"

"Say, where did you get this sword, and where are the Three Heroes of Lianhu now?"

"This Sword Is ......"

Ke Mingde suddenly burst out, like a white horse passing through a gap, and instantly appeared in front of the old man, the old man didn't have time to resist, when he was punched in the chest, he almost closed his breath, Ke Mingde slapped the big acupoints around his body, punched into the internal qi, sealed the acupoints of the whole body, and couldn't move.

The rabbit fell, and in an instant, the situation reversed, Ke Mingde breathed a long sigh of relief, and a trace of white gas came out of his head, and in an instant, he used all his strength to subdue this old man who was also in the Qi Sea Realm.

"Impossible! If you are poisoned by me, how can you use your internal qi?"

The old man was terrified, but only his head could move up and down his body, and he was powerless to return to the sky.

Ke Mingde opened his mouth and spit out, and a pill rolled into the palm of his hand, and just then he wrapped this detoxification pill with internal qi, and swallowed it with pretensence, and could spit it out at any time.

The surface of the pill is dry, and there is not a trace of saliva gastric juice.

Lei Wanchun had lost his mind and his breath was weak, Ke Mingde opened his mouth, fed the pill, and sent it into his stomach with internal qi.

"Carving insect skills, how can you hurt me!"

Ke Mingde stood in front of the old man and said disdainfully.

"This poison is a secret of the Heartless Sect, and the innate master will also be hit, how can you be okay?"

"What's so hard about that?"

Ke Mingde pulled out the silver needles on his arm one by one, and there was not the slightest trace of blood on the tips of the needles.

"What a hidden weapon, it can pierce through dragon scales!"

"How is it possible, how can I not hurt you if I can shoot through the steel plate after 50 years of hard training?"

There was disbelief in the old man's eyes.

"Say, what else do you know about this Lu Sword and the British King's Treasure?"

Ke Mingde asked.

"Your companion is highly poisonous, if you let me go, I will detoxify him!"

The old man said.

"Don't bother, I've already fed him your antidote pill. ”

"That detoxification pill can only suppress the toxicity for half an hour, and once half an hour is over, he still wants to die!"

"How do I know you're not lying? Your lair is here, and you don't have to worry about finding an antidote?"

"The antidote needs to be configured at all times...... Yes...... What are you going to do!"

Ke Mingde was in one hand, pressed on the top of the old man's head, and the internal qi was injected, torturing him to the point of a headache.

"Say, can this detoxification pill remove the toxin?"

Ke Mingde sealed his internal qi and tortured his mind, using hypnotic suggestion.

"No, I can only suppress the poison for half an hour. ”

"Where is the antidote?"

"There is no cure for this poison!"

The old man said, suddenly sobered up, and was terrified: "What have you done to me?"

Ke Mingde frowned, and put his hand on top of his head, wanting to continue torturing him and weakening him.

"Poof!"

The old man opened his mouth, and suddenly spewed out a mouthful of saliva and spit into Ke Mingde's hand.

"Haha!

The old man shouted hysterically, and for a moment, foaming at the mouth, died of exhaustion.

Ke Mingde didn't care about anything else, he only felt that the palm of his hand was hot and painful, and a poisonous gas seeped into his skin, so he hurriedly ran out of the courtyard, put his hand into the water tank, and washed away the venom.

There was already a trace of poisonous gas entering his body, and Ke Mingde drank a bottle of water of life to expel the poisonous gas.

It didn't take long for most of the poison gas to be excreted from the body, and only a trace remained, which was not a major problem.

At this time, everyone in the pharmacy fell asleep and was poisoned by the old man before he started.

Ke Mingde returned to the table, the old man was already dead, and Lei Wanchun was dying.

"Senior, how are you?"

"Mingde...... I'm going to die, you do me a favor......"

"You say!"

“...... This providence is four o'clock, inherited in my door for thousands of years, and it must not be lost in my hands, please send it back to the master's door, I send it to the five thunder sects...... There will be great thanks...... Thanks to this...... Can you come to my door...... Awarded the True Transmission ......"

In the end, Lei Wanchun was already intermittent and couldn't speak.

"I promise!"

Lei Wanchun bowed slightly, silent.

Ke Mingde let out a long sigh and closed his eyes.