Under the soft moonlight, Shi Jingtian and Lin Fan, an old man and a young man, drank wine and ate meat in large chunks, so unhappy.

It was only here that Lin Fan really let go of his inner fetters and poured out all his experiences and troubles. Shi Jingtian was a very qualified listener, he didn't interrupt, just drank silently.

In the end, Lin Fan was drunk, his cheeks were red and fluttering, like a ripe apple, unusually cute, holding a wine jar in his arms, and fell asleep.

Shi Jingtian hugged his emaciated body, the young man in his arms was still muttering something, his brows were furrowed and stretched, and his delicate face showed pain, entanglement, and joy expressions from time to time, as if he was also a helpless person in his dream, and his arms couldn't help but clench.

Shi Jingtian gently placed him on the bed and sighed: "He is still a child..."

Carefully covering the quilt for Lin Fan, Shi Jingtian took Lin Fan's robe away, sewed a bead the size of a dragon's eye in it under the candlelight of beans, and stacked it neatly at the head of the bed.

The rough palm caressed Lin Fan's smooth face, and by the faint moonlight, the stone became very strange, standing up and sitting down from time to time, sighing. He frowned and looked at Lin Fan for a long time, his eyes became cold, and he seemed to have made an important decision in his heart, and pushed open the door of the secret room with trembling palms.

"I don't know if it's right or wrong?"

The moment the door closed, the sound of the water dissipated into the air.

Early the next morning.

When a ray of light hit Lin Fan's face, he opened his sleepy eyes, rubbed his somewhat aching head, and walked out of the house.

"Grandpa...what are you doing?" Lin Fan asked as he looked at Shi Jingtian in confusion.

The latter was now holding a sharp knife to skin and wash the carcass of a wild beast, and the nearly intact skin was placed on a shelf in the courtyard. Without raising his head, he said, "Wake up, come here." ”

Lin Fan found that there was a strange thing in the courtyard, like a copper furnace, which contained a lot of liquid, bubbling under the heating of the flame, and there was a faint fragrance in the air.

"What is this?" Lin Fan asked, and there were many dumped bottles and cans around the copper furnace.

Shi Jingtian casually threw him a book and said, "Take a good look." ”

The place is a little rough to start with, but he is not unfamiliar with the two big characters on the title page, which is the one he looked through on the bookshelf yesterday: "The Book of Poison".

Lin Fan was puzzled: "Grandpa, what does this have to do with me?"

Shi Jingtian stopped the movement in his hand and said, "I thought about it for a long time yesterday, your body has a condition, although it is useless to be unable to cultivate, but if you want to become a strong person, you can find another way." ”

"What shortcut?" rubbing his palm against the thin book, Lin Fan asked in a deep voice, as if he felt something in his heart.

"Poison Warrior. Shi Jingtian looked at him and said word by word.

"Poisonous Warrior!" Lin Fa was stunned, it was the first time such a term appeared in his memory.

"Yes. Shi Jingtian nodded. "If you enter the Tao with poison, you can also step on the peak, but..."

"Just what?" Lin Fan said in a deep voice. He knows very well that there is no free lunch in the world, everything is fair, and what he gets will lose his corresponding value, he will not simply think that the poisonous martial artist will be easy to cultivate, otherwise the pure martial artist will not become the mainstream of the world.

Shi Jingtian pondered for a moment and said: "It's just that the conditions are extremely harsh, and you need to be highly poisonous, so that every part of the body, including the skin and blood, can become a source of poison, but this process is dangerous, and if you are not careful, it will be the end of death." ”

"Grandpa, thank you. Although he sneered at the so-called poisonous warriors, not to mention that his body had recovered, even if he had never set foot on this step, he really couldn't accept that he would become a human, a ghost or a ghost.

However, he understands Shi Jingtian's hard work, and he is also very considerate of his helplessness, and he knows very well in his heart that his grandfather doesn't want to become his terrible appearance, but to live in this world, strength is the first. He could fully imagine how determined Shi Jingtian had been to tell him.

Hearing Lin Fan's ambiguous answer, Shi Jingtian was slightly stunned, and a trace of astonishment appeared on his face covered by his long hair, and then transformed into an indescribable expression, meaning something: "The world of cultivators is full of strangeness, and it is good to understand some of them, so as to avoid encountering chaos and suffering big losses in the future." ”

"Hmm. Lin Fan nodded, a warm current flowed in his heart, he was now completely sure that his grandfather was a poisonous martial artist, and he was afraid that he had been hiding it in order to avoid having a bad heart. If it weren't for his body, he would never have told himself.

"Poison martial artists are in an extremely awkward position among cultivators, because their whole body is highly poisonous, so generally no one is willing to have too much contact with them. ”

"Entering the Tao with poison is defined as an evil path among mainstream monks, and it is despised by people. Although the cultivation is improving rapidly, it is a huge test of mood and will, and Rao negligence is either tormented by the nightmare generated in his heart or died by the poison. ”

Shi Jingtian's eyes narrowed, and he said slowly: "You can't imagine that kind of miserable situation, the seven orifices are bleeding, and the whole body is corroded by severe poison, which is miserable." Actually, I really don't want you to choose this path, and I am glad that you have made a decision. ”

"Maybe that's not the path I'm going to take. Lin Fan smiled indifferently.

Shi Jingtian's expression became serious: "The methods of poisonous warriors are extremely weird, because every part of their body can become a deadly weapon, take a good look." ”

Cutting his fingers and squeezing out a drop of blood that was red and green in color, an indescribable smell made Lin Fan's chest feel stuffy, and when the blood dripped to the ground, he immediately remembered the sound of snorting.

"This, this"

It was just a drop of blood, but it corroded a large hole in the ground, and all the flowers and plants within a few meters of it withered and withered, and the smell emitted made the fresh air muddy.

"Behind a lot of good things there are deadly things. ”

Shi Jingtian said, with a flick of his fingers, a drop of liquid splashed in the tripod and hit a big tree under the control of spiritual power, and in an instant, Lin Fan felt that the vitality of the tree was rapidly draining, and there were still traces of green under the fallen bark.

"It's amazing. Lin Fan was amazed, and suddenly understood in his heart why most monks were extremely jealous of poisonous martial artists, even to the point of talking about tiger color change. The methods of these people are so terrifying that they can kill people without knowing it, and it is terrifying to think about.

"Actually, he really doesn't want to tell you this, but I know that you will step into the vast sky in the future, and the world is sinister, so you have to guard against it. ”

Shi Jingtian's voice was a little lonely, he looked at Lin Fan, his lowered eyes were full of hope, he was a little afraid, afraid that Lin Fan would know his identity as a poisonous martial artist.

"Lin Fan, I..."

Lin Fan stepped forward and hugged Shi Jingtian tightly, although the smell of the toxin was unusually unpleasant, he only felt warmth and care. whispered in his ear, "Grandpa, I understand. ”

Shi Jingtian's body trembled a little, his eyes were slightly moist, he was very relieved, and wanted to laugh out loud.

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"Lin Fan, be careful on the road. ”

The reunion was too short, and they were about to separate in a blink of an eye, and Shi Jingtian kept admonishing him, a little sad.

Lin Fan carried the package on his back and said with a smile: "Grandpa, go back, I will take care of myself." ”

"This thing for you, maybe it will be useful. ”

Shi Jingtian took out a delicate porcelain vase from his bosom and handed it to him. "This is a spirit poison, silent and tasteless, when the poisoned person uses spiritual power, the poison will quickly erode his body, causing death in an instant. ”

"Hmm. Lin Fan nodded, did not refuse, turned over his horse, and disappeared on the official road like the wind.

"This kid..."Shi Jingtian couldn't see his figure before he smiled, and couldn't help but shake his head.

"It's old, it looks really old, it almost made this kid...hey..."