He Weiyong clearly knew that this was not an ordinary nail, because he could clearly perceive that there were streams of yin qi agitating from the wound towards his body. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He also understood that Yu Budu often used corpses to refine magic weapons, and most of the treasures refined by corpses were full of yin poison, which could make the human body fester......

He Weiyong trembled all over, and the wound on his chest was no longer painful, but it was extremely itchy. He let out a long breath and said, "It seems that I am going to die with you!"

He suddenly tore open his robe, revealing his chest, and Ning Ming saw that there was a cloud and thunder pattern wheel curse mark tattooed on his chest, and in the center of the wheel was a snake pattern.

Blood dripped down He Weiyong's fingers on the dead leaves in the forest, and at this time only the wind was howling, and the leaves collided with each other in the wind, making a bleak sound.

The flesh on the back of his neck had begun to rot, He Weiyong smiled bitterly, raised his hand to make the last mark in this life, and then said: "Snake curse seal, open!"

The cloud and thunder pattern spell mark on his chest seemed to come to life, gradually condensing towards the coiled snake in the center.

When the ink of the coiled snake became thicker, it seemed to come to life, squirming in his body.

After a while, He Weiyong slowly opened his mouth, opening wider and wider, tearing his cheeks all the way to the root of his ears, and the countless fangs in his mouth were glowing with cold light, and then his neck was elongated, and he was leisurely separated from his body.

That weak and boneless body is clearly a snake!

The treacherous snake rushed towards Ning Ming at such a fast speed that it was beyond his imagination. Ning Ming was injured in two parts of his body, and there was no way to avoid it at this time.

The snake bit his left shoulder, and with a flick of the situation, Ning Ming's body crashed into a giant tree.

A huge crack had been made in his left shoulder, blood was pouring out, his bones were almost falling apart when they hit the trunk, and the snake didn't give him any respite, and rushed again.

Ning Ming was bitten and thrown away again and again, and there was almost no room to fight back.

Several times like this, the black robe on his body had been torn to pieces, the white flesh in the scar rolled up, and the blood oozed out of the torn flesh little by little, and finally gathered into a stream of blood, flowing down his body to the ground.

"Boy, can't you live by answering the question honestly? Even though I'm going to die soon, you won't be able to live, will you?"

Ning Ming leaned on the old roots of a big tree on all fours, with more than a dozen wounds on his body, large and small, he gasped, and the blood from the corners of his mouth continued to ooze out, which was really embarrassing.

Almost unconscious, he swept his gaze and found two Ruyi swords lying quietly on the fallen leaves three feet away.

He gritted his teeth, mobilized the aura in his body, and with a movement of his fingers, a flying sword went towards the snake, and he saw the snake dodging.

Taking advantage of this breath, Ning Ming moved his fingers again, turning the remaining flying sword into a small sword and holding it in the palm of his hand.

The snake didn't notice this, he grinned with a mouth full of fangs, and sneered: "Do you still want to resist? I will eat you in my stomach after killing you! Let you rot with me!"

Ning Ming was lying on top of the wooden root, and suddenly cracked his mouth and laughed, and then said in a hoarse voice: "You can give it a try!"

He held the Ruyi sword tightly, the blade of the sword cut his fingers, and when he heard a snort and the snake bite again, he rolled his body as hard as he could, and slammed his arm into the snake's mouth.

When the treacherous snake grinned and was about to bite this bite, Ning Ming instantly recited a spell, and the short sword turned into a long sword, directly piercing He Weiyong's mutated head.

"Ruyi Sword!?How can this dying kid have a Ruyi Sword in his hand!?"

The serpent's face was hideous, all of which were surprised and pained, but after a few wriggles of his snake body, he died silently......

At this time, Ning Ming could no longer support it, his body was paralyzed, he slowly took out the Qiankun scroll, found a column of pills in it, and exchanged it for three hemostatic pills and two recovery pills.

He thought in his heart that he almost died in this dense forest, becoming a pathetic nameless corpse, in the cultivation world, strength is really everything!

"The Road to Heaven and Boundless...... Ning Ming opened his mouth full of blood and swallowed five pills into his abdomen.

"I want to live!"

A strong desire to die took root in Ning Ming's heart, and this time, he carved two words in his heart: Immortality!

Watching the green leaves covering the sky swaying in the sun, he didn't feel sleepy, and after five or six days, Ning Ming woke up, most of the wounds on his body had scabbed, and the intense pain around his body had disappeared.

But the feeling of exhaustion was still there, and he vomited on the spot, so after a day, he picked up the storage bag of Heweiyong, and when he opened it, he found that there was a blank piece of yellow paper in it, and the rest was some spirit stones and a few flying swords, and nothing else.

Ning Ming stared at the yellow paper for a while, not seeing any clues, he urged the aura to the palm of his hand, and then slapped it towards the yellow paper, and a little ink immediately appeared on the yellow paper, gradually forming a map, and there were two black dots on the map.

This yellow paper is like a map, which is why He Weiyong can always follow him and not lose it, because his tracks have always been on this map.

If you look closely, one black dot is inside Cloak Mountain, and the other is in a mountain to the northeast of Cloak Mountain.

In this way, one of the black dots is himself, and the other should be Nayubudu. It is speculated that He Weiyong has been using this yellow paper to observe him and Yu Budu, just for the sake of the spirit wood in his mouth.

What the hell is Gathering Spirit Wood?

No matter what it is, since you can make this lotus spend so much effort to find it, it must be a good thing, and since it is a good thing, then you have to pay more attention to it.

Ning Ming smiled and put the yellow paper into the storage bag, then he opened the Qiankun scroll and exchanged thirty spirit stones for a Yin Corpse Pill.

Finally, after clearing the contents of the bag, there were still twenty-nine spirit stones, six Ruyi swords, one non-return sword, a map dedicated to tracking, and two unknown seeds.

That ghost nail, Ning Ming pulled it out from He Weiyong's chest, and found that the bloodshot winding on it had disappeared, leaving black marks, which showed that this ghost nail could only be used once.

Judging from the performance of the ghost nail in Heweiyong, the ghost nail seems to be extraordinarily powerful, but this matter must not be revealed to Yu Budu.

After flying all the way to rest, a day later, I came to Cloak Mountain.

......

In the attic of the spirit rune, a young man with clear eyebrows stood in front of the window and pondered, he was wearing a cyan robe, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, and on the table beside him was a red-sheathed sword and some elixirs.

It was brought by Grandpa Lu Sanmei, but Lu Beihai didn't have the heart to check, and now he has been staring out the window, waiting for He Weiyong's return.

At this time, Ying Ling, who had gray sideburns, walked in, he did not put on the momentum of an elder, but bowed to Lu Beihai and said, "Young Master, hasn't He Weiyong come back yet?"

Lu Beihai said coldly: "I haven't come back for so long, it means that there was an accident, maybe he is dead at this time, but it's a pity that one of my good dogs." ”

"If there is something about the Gathering Spirit Wood, it is better to let the people in the family help investigate, once the people in the family come forward, they will definitely be able to solve the matter. ”

"The Lumen clan's guardian deer order is wrong, and he is too strict with the deer clan's external lineage, and he is even more vigilant against my grandfather, but he is worried about civil strife in the clan, and when my grandfather came to see me the day before yesterday, he was also tracked and monitored, so during this time, the family relationship must not be used. ”

"Then how about I help the young master to check on this matter?"

"Forget it, for now, let's use Yu Budu and the others to go to Corpse Tower Mountain and find the pupil of that Shura. ”

Ying Ling listened, bowed deeply, and withdrew from the attic.

Lu Beihai's eyes showed a violent color at this time, and with a flip of his palm, a black wooden pellet fell on the palm of his hand, and on the wooden pellet, there was a buck carved on his back and stepping on the sky, which was the wooden pellet used by the wooden escape.

"There is still a month, grandpa, when I get the pupil of that Shura, and in the future I learn the art of evil cultivation, I will definitely kill the direct line of Lu Lingcuo!

......

Cloak Mountain, in the Elders' Courtyard.

Yu Budu was in a dark stone room, the corpse Ding hung in front of him, and wisps of black smoke continued to rise into the air, like small black snakes swimming in the air.

His eyes froze, and the spiritual qi in his body swirled, and he suddenly turned towards the corpse ding, and in an instant, the corpse ding suddenly became larger, turning into a large ding more than one person high hanging in the air, and the black qi in it was churning, like a pouring river water from the ding.

After the black qi came out, it swirled around the corpse tripod, and then converged towards the bottom of the corpse tripod, and finally turned into a person kneeling on the ground and carrying the tripod.

This person is not a real entity, but a human form formed by the smoke, and the corpse tripod is pressed on its shoulder, at this time, Yu Budu took out the lock yin sigil and hit the smoke humanoid, and when the talisman slowly fell into the smoke, the corpse tripod suddenly flashed.

In the stone room, there were nearly a hundred corpses scattered, and when the corpse tripod appeared, there was constantly cyan smoke-like corpse gas emitting from the seven orifices of these corpses, gathering towards the corpse tripod.

When the corpse qi in the corpse was overflowing, Yu Budu opened his mouth and let the corpse qi drill into his mouth and nose.

There are many ways to cultivate evil cultivators, and there are two common ones, one is to absorb corpse qi, and the other is to swallow people's essence and blood.

However, it is necessary to practice specific exercises, otherwise casually absorbing corpse qi, and if you are not careful, it will cause yin poison to be haunted, and the body will rot and die.

When he heard Ning Ming's footsteps, he immediately got up, opened the door of the stone room, and strode towards Ning Ming.

"Why did it take so long to come back? ”

Ning Ming smiled bitterly and said, "It's just some trivial things, and you haven't delayed the elder's affairs, right?"

"That's not true, but it's only half a month before you go to Corpse Tower Mountain, you have to cultivate quickly, and strive to break through the peak of the fourth layer and enter the fifth layer of condensation during this time, so that you can deal with the danger of Corpse Tower Mountain. ”

Ning Ming nodded, and after handing over the Yin Corpse Pill, he immediately returned to his stone room and began to meditate and vomit.

Yu Budu is right, Corpse Tower Mountain is definitely not a good place, and if you are not fully prepared, you may die an ugly death.

Half a month later, Ning Ming was called to the elders' courtyard early in the morning, but after a while, Ying Ling and Lu Beihai also arrived.

"Senior brother, how are you doing?"

Ying Ling held back a smile and said, "I've been suppressing the toxins in my body, so I've only delayed for so long, without further ado, you and I should go to the Corpse Tower Mountain quickly, but I don't know which two disciples went together?"

Yu Budu pointed to Ning Ming and Li Xiuyuan behind him and said, "They will go with me, but why don't you see He Weiyong's nephew?"

Ning Ming's heart sank when he heard this, and his eyes instantly looked towards Ying Ling, and found that Ying Ling was also looking at him, but then he laughed and said: "I'm ashamed to say it, I've been in retreat in recent days, and I've neglected discipline, I don't know where that kid has gone, but don't worry, junior brother, I sent a letter to Daoist friend Kuang Changxiu a few days ago, and he will walk with me at that time." ”

"It's nice to have someone with you. ”

A few people stopped chatting, each used their magic weapons, volleyed into the air, and flew towards the ethereal clouds and smoke in the north.

Sometimes flying, sometimes running through the mountains, pausing for a little on the way and then moving forward, walking hundreds of miles in a few days, finally stopping at the foot of an unnamed mountain, looking upwards you can see the overlapping mountains, the forest is like the sea, and the miasma is rampant.

Landing at the foot of this mountain range, Ying Ling did not hesitate, pointed with his hand, the flying sword came out again, and continued to move forward with a few people. After a few hours, the sky grew dark, and a black stone mountain fell into view.

The mountain is deep in a dense forest, and the dense fog on it persists all year round. Several people flew into the thick fog, and the scene in front of them couldn't help but surprise Ning Ming.

The whole body of the black mountain is full of craggy rocks, one by one as high as bone spurs, and on those rocks, there are countless large and small stumps and human heads, which seem to be the ornaments of the mountain, like a dilapidated lantern hanging in the corner of the attic, adding a sadness in the dim dusk.

"This is Corpse Tower Mountain!"