This person is the traitor of Famen Temple. 【Fengyun Reading Network.】

On the same day, he injured the abbot of Benyuan, and was immediately injured by Ding Peng, and fled from Famen Temple in a hurry.

It's just that he grew up in the temple since he was a child, and it can be said that he basically doesn't understand affairs, and he has never left Baoji City, so although he has the idea of exploring the rivers and lakes in his heart, he is at a loss for a while, and he has no clue at all.

Ben Yin didn't know what happened next, thinking that the abbot of Benyuan would definitely announce that he was a traitor to Famen Temple, and then announced that his martial arts colleagues would be arrested together, but he was at a loss and frightened, and finally hid outside the city where he secretly practiced poison skills on weekdays.

This soil slope was originally an abandoned iron mine, and there are many caves at the bottom of the slope that were dug out of the iron and stone, although most of them have been filled, but there are still some caves that can hide people, and because of the overgrown weeds, people are inaccessible, because since they got the Five Poisons Sutra, they have used this place as a place to practice, and secretly practiced poisonous palms here.

After hiding like this for a few days, Ben was slightly better from his injuries, so he disguised himself and sneaked into the city to listen to the news and buy some food by the way. But I didn't expect that my luck was too bad, and I happened to be looked at by the eagle patrolling the sky.

Let's say that Ben Yin was put down by Ding Peng, and after seeing that it was Ding Peng, Ben Yin scolded the devil with fear and anger, but Ding Peng replied sarcastically.

Hearing the word "looking", the expression on Ben Yin's face became very complicated, although he secretly practiced poison skills and injured the abbot of the master's door, but in Ben Yin's heart, he may not have been aware of the drastic change in his identity.

Or, he has realized, but does not have the courage to admit and face it.

This can't be blamed on Ben Yin, obviously just a few days ago, he was still a famous and decent disciple, but in the blink of an eye, he became a traitor who deceived his teacher and destroyed his ancestors, a martial arts scum, and even more seriously, he was already a cult member who had fallen into the devil's way.

Ben didn't want to admit it, but facts speak louder than words, and his current situation forced him to face reality.

Ding Peng saw Ben Yin's depressed face, and smiled: "You secretly practiced magic skills, injured the abbot, and sentenced the master, any of these crimes are heinous in the rivers and lakes, because there is no place for you in Baoji, even if I don't kill you today, where can you hide?"

Ben Yin thought of the tragic fate of those evil demons in the rivers and lakes, his heart was like ashes, and he hung his head and said: "Master Ding, you kill me, for the sake of our acquaintance, please give me a good time!"

Ding Peng kicked him with disdain, and Ben Yin, who was pretending to be dead on the ground, rolled over, and the big hat on his head fell off, and his bright bald head fell.

Ding Peng said in a deep voice: "The ants are still stealing their lives, because you are also a man, since you have the courage to cultivate demonic skills, but you are afraid of the condemnation of others? Manly husband, since you have done it, you have done it, right or wrong, as long as you don't die, no one can help you! As for those upright gentlemen who talk about their rhetoric and are pretentious, no matter what bullshit they put on, no matter how much they hate you to the core, as long as you are stronger than them and your fists are bigger than them, are you still afraid of them?"

Ben Yin didn't want to die, he was depressed just because he felt cornered, if there was a glimmer of hope, he would naturally not take the initiative to seek death, at this time hearing Ding Peng's words, Ben Yin's eyes lit up, and he hesitated: "What does Master Ding mean by this? Aren't you here to kill me?"

Ding Peng laughed: "With your identity, you are not qualified to let this seat come to kill you in person! I came to look for you, just because I feel that you are a talent, and I secretly took the poison scripture of this seat to cultivate, and I have no teacher, and I can even practice a similar appearance, not bad! This reason, this seat only asks you, do you want to stay and wait for death, or swear to follow this seat, two paths are up to you, but you will bear the consequences." ”

Ben saw that Ding Peng didn't look like a joke, so he hesitated to get up from the ground, and hesitated: "Master Ding killed Wang Tianfu Manmen, and the name of the poisonous hand has spread all over the rivers and lakes, I'm afraid it will be difficult to protect yourself, how can you still ensure the safety of the poor monk?"

Ding Peng sank his face and said impatiently: "This seat wants you to follow, and naturally has the ability to protect you, do you still need to do anything to gain your trust? ”

Ben Yin's thoughts were turning, and he gritted his teeth and said: "The poor monk is also embarrassed now, so he is naturally willing to follow Master Ding." It's just that the poor monk has something difficult to hide, and I'm afraid that his life will not be long. ”

"Oh, what's the situation, but it doesn't hurt to say. ”

Ding Peng's face softened and said casually. Although he gave two choices, he didn't explain what Ben Yin would do if he chose to stay, but with his character, if Ben Yin was unwilling to follow, he would naturally kill and eliminate his mouth to avoid future troubles.

Ben reached out to untie the clothes on his chest because of the decadence on his face, only to see that the important acupuncture points on his chest, such as Tiantu, Jizhong, Atrium, and Purple Palace, were all yellow, these yellows were very strange, they looked like skin diseases, but they were only distributed in the center of the acupoints, and there was nothing in other parts.

I only heard Ben Yin say in pain: "The poor monk couldn't resist the temptation of the poisonous scriptures that day, and secretly practiced the magic skills, and it was okay at first, and the progress was rapid, and there were almost no obstacles, but before March, just when he was about to practice this layer of poisonous palms, he suddenly had a great pain in his chest during a practice, blood was sprayed from his mouth, the toxins flowed backwards, and the meridians were almost confused. In the next few days, everything was normal in luck practice, but half a month later, a similar phenomenon appeared again on the way to the exercise, and after waking up, there was another dry yellow in the big acupoint on the chest. At this time, I already knew that the situation was not good, and I had secretly found a doctor in the city for diagnosis and treatment, but I couldn't find out, but the poor monk knew that it was very bad, and every time I did the exercises, I felt that the poison slowly eroded the acupuncture points and meridians, but if I didn't do the exercises, the chest was in severe pain, and I did it once a day, life was better than death, so I drank to quench my thirst, and I knew that I was afraid that my life would be short. ”

After listening to the original cause's statement, Ding Peng beckoned him to come over, and then entered a true qi at the withered yellow acupuncture point to carefully identify it, and after half a sound, he showed a look of embarrassment, and said in a deep voice: "You are poisoning the two veins, if you don't treat it as soon as possible, you will definitely die soon, as you said." ”

Ben Yin heard a hint of meaning, and said in disbelief: "Could it be that Master Ding knows how to treat him?" If the head of the family can help the poor monk relieve this pain, the poor monk vows to follow Master Ding and never turn his back!"

Ding Peng wrote lightly: "The Poison Sutra is owned by this seat, you have a mistake in your practice, and you have suffered from severe poison invasion of the acupoints, and this seat naturally has a way to save you." But do you really want to follow this seat?"

Ben Yin became excited, and when he knelt down, he said very respectfully and sincerely: "Ben Yin swears to heaven that if Master Ding can really heal my injuries, the poor monk will swear to follow the head of the family to the death and never betray." ”

Ding Peng smiled, for the oath of a person who can hurt the elders who have cultivated him since childhood, even if he says it realistically and emotionally, he will definitely not believe it, but he is optimistic about Ben Yin's talent, and he wants to take him under his door, of course, he has prepared a backhand.

Ding Peng took out two pills from his arms, one red and one yellow, handed them to Ben Yin, and said with a pleasant face: "This is the Qianjin Antidote Pill, after you take it, this seat will reconcile your luck for you, and you can dissolve the poison hidden in your chest." ”

Ben Yin was a smart man, he took the pill from Ding Peng's hand and swallowed it without hesitation, because he understood that if Ding Peng wanted to kill himself, he could do it with a single gesture, so why bother to coax him so much? Therefore, he believed Ding Peng's words, took the pill directly, and then sat on the ground and performed cross-legged exercises.

Ding Peng put a palm against Ben Yin's chest, crossed into a trace of insignificant Yuan Yuan True Qi, and merged with the power in Ben Yin's body, first dissolving the medicinal power of the Qianjin Antidote Pill, and then with the help of the medicinal effect, he slowly extracted the toxins that condensed several acupoints in front of his chest.

In a moment, Ben Yin's fingertips forced out a few drops of yellow, fishy venom, and then looked at his exposed chest, the withered yellow color of several large acupuncture points in the sky and in the middle of the body had disappeared.

Because of great joy, he performed the exercise again, carefully experienced the physical sensations, and only after confirming that there was no trace of abnormality did he stand up excitedly, and said happily: "Master Ding, it is really a god, the poison in the poor monk's body has been completely resolved, and there will be no pain from now on." ”

Ding Peng looked at the origin of the joy, and secretly said You are happy too early, since you have cultivated the poisonous skill, it is a life of nine deaths, and it will often be encountered in the future.

Of course, Ding Peng naturally wouldn't say such a thing, he said lightly: "This seat spends a lot of money to refine the Qianjin Antidote Pill made of hundreds of precious medicinal materials such as snow ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum, which can cure all kinds of diseases and turn thousands of poisons, not to mention such a small problem as yours, even if the poison attacks the heart, lungs and organs, as long as the rescue is timely, a Qianjin Pill can be effective." ”

Ben Yin's face was full of joy, listening to Ding Peng's words, he knew that the other party had indeed used a very precious medicine to help him, but after hearing it, his heart suddenly moved, and he was puzzled: "Listen to the meaning of the head of Ding, one golden antidote pill can cure the disease of a poor monk, why should the head of the family use two in a row?"

"Who said two?" Ding Peng's mouth showed a faint smile: "The yellow loose bezoar breath is the golden pill." ”

Ben Yin was stunned and hesitated: "Then, what is that red thing?"

Although it was a little disrespectful to ask like this, Ben Yin looked at Ding Peng's expression and felt more and more wrong, so he asked directly.

Ding Peng patted Ben Yin's shoulder and said softly: "The red one is more precious than the Thousand Gold Antidote Pill, if the Thousand Gold Pill is worth a thousand gold, then this red medicine, even if it is ten thousand gold seats, it will not be changed." Its name is the Three Corpses Brain Divine Pill, a unique thing in the world. ”

Ben Yin was stunned for a moment, and then cold sweat oozed from his forehead, the three corpse brain pills, this is an extremely vicious and insidious thing just by listening to the name, and then looking at Ding Peng's smile, it is simply ill-intentioned, and if you think about it with your ass, you know that this will never be a good thing.

Sure enough, I only heard Ding Peng say: "You are a talent, this seat has taken a fancy to you, and decided to cultivate you well, but the hearts of people in this world are the most difficult to grasp, especially talented people." If you are talented, you will inevitably be arrogant, especially when you are successful, I am afraid that you will not take today's oath too seriously, if there is any misunderstanding and conflict, this seat is unhappy and beats you to death, I am afraid it will be a waste of a piece of hard work, it is really a waste. Therefore, for the sake of this seat and for your good, this three-corpse brain divine pill will come in handy, you take this medicine, as long as you are honest and obedient in the future, it will definitely not affect your body. If you have a ghost in your heart...... Feel it for yourself......"

Saying that, Ben Yin had already fallen to the ground, not Ding Peng put him down, but he himself fell to the ground because of extreme pain.

I saw that Ben Yin's eyes were wide, the blue tendons on his forehead protruded, his body trembled like cramps, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down, and his clothes were soaked in an instant.

Ben made a strange sound in his throat, like the last whimper of a man who was about to breathe, and his eyes widened wider and wider, almost protruding from their sockets, and his face turned a terrible blue purple from the extreme pain.

Ding Peng didn't dare to let it take too long, and seeing that Ben Yin obviously couldn't support it, he exchanged an antidote from the system and fed him to take it.

The antidote was waved very well, once it was taken, Ben Yin's face had improved for a moment, but the pain just now was too intense, and after wheezing for a long time, Ben Yin slowly eased up, and his face was no longer human, and his face was full of tears and snot.

Ding Peng patted Ben Yin's bald head, Ben Yin cried bitterly, crying: "...... Master Ding, no, master, you spare me, the poor monk swears to follow you and never betray, and the poor monk of the sword mountain and fire sea does not frown......"

Ding Peng picked up the cause and said lightly: "Okay, what I want is not a few words, I will see your performance in the future." Besides, don't call yourself a poor monk in the future, and don't call yourself a master, you will be a disciple of the stars in the future, and this seat will accept you as a disciple, as long as you are loyal to work, the benefits are great. ”