Chapter VII Poison Codex

"Wake up ......"

Zhao Danyang They didn't know what to say immediately, Zhao Yong's words were too incomprehensible, they could do it when they woke up, so what kind of flavor did they have, when was it so easy to gather qi into a pill.

There was a stool from a long time ago under the bed, and it was said that there was no place to do it completely for Uncle Cheng and Zhao Pengzhen, of course they also knew this, what should have been said had already been said, and it was just a laughing stock to stay, and they couldn't get what they wanted, so he asked for his surname and left, casually said sorry, and they left quickly.

"They're gone, let's talk about how you overcame the dantian problem. Danyang himself was very curious about this matter, and his family also gave him this task, even the elders of the clan did not know how to solve a matter that was solved by Zhao Yong, they wanted to get this source, and this was not a damage to Zhao Yong's interests, he was happy to respond.

But what Zhao Yong said I don't know is really I don't know, he really woke up like this, Shiyu also complained a little about Danyang, plus Zhao Yong didn't speak like a lie, they didn't continue this topic, the four of them can practice together, this is a good thing, ten bottles of grass and trees spirit Zhao Yong is useless, but he doesn't plan to return it to them, the two brothers and sisters don't care about these things, the four of them chatted for a while and made an appointment to see each other tomorrow, today is the report and the execution, this is their regular behavior.

"Remember, tomorrow they should let you go to the Martial Arts Hall, and when the time comes, try to find one that suits you, don't be too ambitious. Zhao Danyang finally reminded him that there were very good things in it, but it was not something they could touch.

Zhao Yong nodded and prepared to look around.

His father's departure did not attract anyone's attention, no one would pay attention to the life and death of a wasted person, although this was only a recognized wasted person, how could Zhao Yong not know that his father was by no means an extraordinary person, since he had left, then with his level of boy, he had not yet been found, and his cultivation was likely to be related to his father.

After searching around the room, Zhao Yong finally found the message left by his father under the bed, a piece of paper that was almost crumpled.

"Child, I'm leaving, I shouldn't have left you this letter, but it's really dangerous to major in the upper dantian, if you have the opportunity, find a way to transfer to the lower dantian, the water of the family is very deep, you are very self-reliant, I am very happy, but I still have to remind you to be careful in everything, you must protect yourself." This book belongs to your mother, but I advise you to just read it and not practice it. ”

"The crooked words are so ugly......" There are a few more drops of water on the almost crumpled paper, and there is a book under the bed, this book is very different from paper, some familiar parchment, "Left Hand Light Water Right Hand Stubborn Stone" should be a source with this book, it is really left by my mother.

Pharmacopoeia

Two strange fonts were printed on the cover, and they turned out to be poisonous, Zhao Yong still obeyed his father's words, just flipped through the book casually, and then hid it, and he didn't intend to cultivate, and the record on this book was too cruel, and Zhao Yong didn't want to practice, but he didn't know why his mother had such a murderous exercise, which made him very incomprehensible.

But if you don't understand, you don't understand, everything still has to go on, no one pays attention to his father, but someone will pay attention to him, and it's not good, if he shows too much cowardice, then what awaits him is only destruction, Zhao Peng's attack gave him a wake-up call, after gathering qi into a pill, they shouldn't focus more on martial arts, the strength of the combat skills is too shocking.

He has always been more than flexible and not strong enough, the combination of rigidity and softness is the right way, the appearance of the lore type provides him with enough opportunities, as long as he finds the soft fist that suits him in the martial arts hall, then his strength will be significantly improved, "Left Hand Light Water Right Hand Stubborn Stone" He has been practicing, his body is already extremely soft, and the process of his left hand is very fast, and the right hand can only learn from the lore one.

In the end, he is still more than flexible, and the power he can play in the lore style cannot be compared to yesterday.

The situation in the upper dantian is also not optimistic, cultivating the upper dantian is not a simple matter, the meridians around the upper dantian are extremely fragile, if you are not careful, the dan will destroy people, and the void pill is unstable, if you want to transfer the void pill to the lower dantian, it is not easy, at least before the real yuan dantian is impossible.

"Maybe I don't need others to kill me, I may die, I was a little self-conscious and wanted to do it myself, if it wasn't for Zhao Pengzhen to make trouble, maybe I would have died, so I have to thank this bastard. Zhao Yong said quite self-deprecatingly, there is a special force around the upper dantian to protect the entire dantian, otherwise such a powerful force will cause a fragile upper dantian riot, and his strength alone is not enough to deal with these, this is obviously done by the father, and the upper dantian is really fragile and scary.

Although Zhao Yong believes in his father's ability, but he believes in his own strength even more, this special power can protect him now, but how long it can last is unknown, what he can do is to completely control the power of the upper dantian before this, or complete the Yuan Dan, and then transfer it to the lower dantian, he only has these two ways to go.

Half a year refining the speed of ten heavens, this is what he came out step by step, there is no half-point opportunistic meaning, he has enough confidence in his talent, there is a time bomb on his body, he has to urge himself more urgently, and he must not relax for a moment.

Geniuses already have a higher starting point than ordinary people, and when they really work hard, the energy they exert is even more terrifying, and this is the case with Zhao Yong now.

In the deep pool about ten miles outside his door, a group of pit vipers were entangled, and there was an extremely large existence among them, the group was surging wildly, as if it was holding some kind of ritual, and this huge guy had a light of wisdom in his eyes, a wise demon beast, this is not a simple existence.

"This guy finally left, after staring at it for so long, he finally didn't wait in vain, the thing left by the saintess will not be just such a simple low-level combat skill, but it all has to belong to me, just a hairy boy, hehehehe......"

In the middle of the town on the other side, this town with only the surname Zhao is going crazy and spreading a news, two years ago, the demonic existence seems to be rising again, which has no impact on their lives, but it has greatly mobilized people's gossip psychology, even the high-level members of the Zhao family are no exception, the existence of the Ten Heavens of Half a Year Refining Body, this kind of demon has not appeared for too long, otherwise it will not alarm the existence of the Taishang Elder.

"Will it last, or will it be a flash in the pan like before, if we rejoice in the emptiness again, even if he really rises again, the family will never raise him again, and he can only be left to fend for himself. ”

"Father, the child is sure that he is a real genius, and he is not as proud as those so-called geniuses, he is willing to work hard, as long as the body does not have any more problems, he will definitely grow into a pillar of the family, the child is absolutely guaranteed. ”

"Perhaps, our Zhao family has been silent for too long, and someone has to brush up on the sense of existence, otherwise the entire empire will forget about us, let's cultivate it with all our might." ”

"The boy thanked his father!"