86_86458 While scratching his head, Dongfang Ku suddenly thought that there is a kind of pill in the Poison Emperor Sutra, called the Poison Pill, which can greatly improve the body's anti-poison ability after taking it, and may not have much effect on ordinary monks, but it is of great help to those medicine collectors who often go in and out of deep mountains and rivers, miasma and poisonous places and other places with harsh environments.

This poison pill is made of more than a dozen kinds of non-poisonous herbs, although there are a lot of raw materials required, but most of them are not precious, only the three main drugs are more difficult to see, respectively, chicken heart grass, eight oranges and rehmannia essence, the difficulty is difficult in the refining techniques and procedures, a slight wrong step, the previous efforts are wasted. This pill is milky white, colorless and tasteless, and belongs to the more partial pill.

In fact, there are alternative herbs for the three main medicines, but Dongfang Ku doesn't plan to be so kind that he will contribute all the pills.

In addition, when refining the poison pill, adding a highly poisonous herb will refine the poison pill into a deadly poison, but for the Dongfang Ku who cultivates the Poison Emperor Sutra, the deadly poison is a good material for cultivation, and the Dongfang Ku will not refine the pill, so this deadly poison has been buried.

The Poison Emperor Sutra was obtained by himself, and it was slightly revealed that one of the pills should not cause any waves, so Dongfang Ku engraved the Dan prescription of the deleted poison pill in the small green wood, and prepared to hand it over to the blue sword, if he could, Dongfang Ku would see the burial sword pool, if not, Dongfang Ku planned to give up, and when Ai Qing Xue Ling finished healing, he would leave the Hundred Swords Sect.

Dongfang Ku knew that Lan Jian hadn't informed Ai Qing and Twilight Xueling, probably because they were injured, and even if he told them, it was unlikely that they would be interested.

As for the safety of entering the Burial Sword Pool, Dongfang Ku was not too worried, after all, the Burial Sword Pool was only for cultivating disciples of the Hundred Swords Sect, even if there was too much danger, how could it be that there was no danger in seeking immortals?

In the afternoon, Lan Jian came to Dongfang Ku's room again, and informed his master Jian Xin of some basic information such as the use of the poison pill and the materials for making it through communication.

Soon, Kenshin agreed, and Dongfang Ku breathed a sigh of relief, at first he was really not sure that he would be able to pass.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother, the Danfang of this poison pill has passed the review of the Hundred Swords Sect, and tomorrow you will be able to enter the Sword Domain or the Burial Sword Pool. Lan Jian congratulated.

"Don't congratulate me yet, let's wait until I have something to gain in the Burial Sword Pool. Dongfang shook his head bitterly.

Lan Jian took out a sword-shaped token from his arms and handed it to Dongfang Ku, "Senior brother, this is the pass pass for the Burial Sword Pool, you must carry it with you, otherwise the Burial Sword Pool will treat you as an intruder and wipe you out." ”

There is a small sword engraved on the token, ordinary, I didn't expect it to be so important, Dongfang Ku put the sword-shaped token close to his body, "Is there anything else I need to pay attention to?"

"No, everything just goes with the flow. Lan Jian shook his head, "Senior brother remembers going to the Burial Sword Pond early tomorrow morning, and Lan Jian said goodbye. ”

Dongfang nodded bitterly, waited until the blue sword left, entered the cultivation state again, and began to absorb and exhale qi, enriching the sea of spiritual qi.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning, the sky just began to brighten, so Dongfang Ku adjusted his physical condition and rushed to the Burial Sword Pool.

Along the way, you will meet the disciples of the Hundred Swords Sect from time to time, and it seems that they are all going to the burial sword pool, and the sword domain and the burial sword pool are not in the same direction, otherwise the number of people will be more.

When I came to the Burial Sword Pool, there were already a large number of monks around, and the camp was clearly divided into two parts, and some of the monks were all carrying a sword, and they were disciples of the Hundred Swords Sect. The other part of the costume is different, old and girl, at a glance, it is clear that it is a monk sent from abroad to seek immortality.

Dongfang Ku followed the flow of people to the gathering place of the foreign disciples, quietly waiting for the opening of the burial sword pool.

"Hey, I said, the appetite of this Hundred Swords Sect is getting bigger and bigger, last time I handed over a Dan Fang, this time the Dan Fang of the same level actually asked me for two, and took away all the good things on Lao Tzu's body. ”

"Okay, didn't you get a flying sword last time, and it was a gain, I didn't even get a fucking bird feather......"

"Yo, this brother's face is tight, but it's the first time I've come to this burial sword pool? Do you want to join my sister and me?" a female monk with a hot body and coquettish eyebrows hinted at something to a handsome male monk.

"Haha, don't bother with the fox, my brother has a Taoist couple, so I don't eat your set. But if you are lonely and lonely at night, you can find my old cow, my housekeeping skills old cow cart is definitely not a joke......"

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These expatriate monks are very noisy, messy and everything. Dongfang Ku couldn't talk to them, but he wasn't disgusted, so he just stood quietly.

"This brother is the first time to come to this burial sword pool?" Dongfang Ku appeared beside a young monk with clear eyebrows.

"Exactly, what advice do you have?" asked Dongfang bitterly and cautiously.

"Hehe, I don't dare to advise, but I've been to this burial sword pool a few times, and I'm more familiar with it, and I want to invite my brother to be a companion. "The young monk's eyes are bright and his words are sincere, and he feels very reliable.

"Oh, thank you, I'm waiting for my senior brother, I'm afraid I can't be with my brother Tai. Dongfang Ku casually made up a reason.

"Well, good luck then. The young monk smiled and turned away.

A small episode, Dongfang bitter did not take it to heart. He didn't know if there was anything wrong with the young monk, he just kept his distance from him. Anyway, if you've seen this buried sword pool, it's time to leave.

Time passed minute by minute, and there were more and more monks in the Burial Sword Pool, and suddenly a powerful spiritual power fluctuation swept around, and then there was a squeak in the middle of the valley, and a gate slowly opened, and the carving on the door was blurred, which was the traces left by the years.

Looking through the gate, you can see a colorful world, far beyond what you can see, and you don't know what is hidden inside.

The disciples of the Hundred Swords Sect roared one by one, and the fish rushed in, like a giant snake that was winding for hundreds of feet, and suddenly entered it.

Not to be left behind, the expatriate monks used their own means, riding birds and cranes, stepping on swords to resist the wind, and the black pressure also rushed into the colorful world inside the gate.

After entering the Burial Sword Pool, so many monks separated, and those with experience went straight to their destinations, and the first-time ones were also in a hurry to search for flying swords, or the cultivation experience of their predecessors.

Dongfang Ku came to this burial sword pool for the first time, so he has been hanging behind the flow of people, and he is not in a hurry, the fairy fate is not so easy to find, and whoever rushes to the front is whoever is.

The tone of the main body in this small world is gray, and there are many peaks, dense forests, and rivers, but there is not the slightest anger, and there is not a flying sword in sight