Chapter Twenty-Six: The Five Poisonous Divine Palms
In a trance, I don't know how long it took, Han Chuang gradually regained consciousness, but it was still pitch black in front of him. It wasn't too cold, it seemed like a soft quilt covering his body, which was originally a small weight, but it became a burden, and he couldn't breathe under the pressure.
In the dark, he seemed to "see" Cui Meiniang walking towards him and shouting loudly.
"You dare to hurt my apprentice, I will kill you, kill you!"
Then, Lin Feng and Lin Yue's figures appeared in unison, the arc of the moon ditch hung at the corners of their mouths, and a sneer of "sneer" came out of their mouths.
"Han Chuang, you also have today!"
Lin Donghua appeared in front of him with a smile, pointed at his face, and shouted: "Those who dare to block the rise of my Lin family - there is no place to die!"
Then Lin Jiangxue's shadow appeared, Yingying was weak, like a hanging willow, swaying in the wind.
"Why are you hurting me, I've already thrown in the towel, why do you have to suck my true qi dry. β
Han Chuang was in a daze, and couldn't help but cry out: "No, I'm not trying to hurt you, I'm not trying to hurt you!" his hands waved wildly, until he touched a pair of soft and slender arms, Han Chuang hugged them firmly as if he had found a safe haven.
A wisp of faint fragrance entered his nose, Han Chuang only felt that he had thrown himself into a warm embrace, his warm palm gently caressed his face, and a soft voice echoed in his ears: "It's okay, it's all over, it's all over, Brother Chuang, you wake up, open your eyes and see who I am?"
Han Chuang opened his eyes faintly and woke up from the dream, still a little uneasy in his heart. He found himself lying on a carved wooden bed, snuggling up to Han Fu'er.
"Am I not in a dream?" Han Chuang muttered quietly.
Han Fu'er smiled and said softly: "How can you have such a good dream, you were slapped by Cui Meiniang, and you have been in a coma for two days and one night."
Han Chuang frowned, and thought to himself: "That's right, I was slapped by Cui Meiniang, but now I don't feel any discomfort, why is this?" He secretly checked his body, and his true qi was running all over his body, and there were no shackles.
"What happened to Cui Meiniang?" asked Han Chuang.
Han Fu'er's face changed, she gritted her teeth, and said hatefully: "What else? She is the elder of Qingfeng Pavilion, who in Yunzhou will not let her score three points, plus after her father checked, he found that you were not worried about your life, so he let her go - that stinky woman still looked unrelenting when she left." β
Han Chuang smiled slightly, and said, "That's natural, Qingfeng Pavilion is one level higher than the Qingzhu Sect, and it is the leading sect in Yunzhou, and the elders in the sect will naturally have some pampered tempers. β
Han Fu'er continued: "Then you can't treat my Yunzhou family as nothing, Daddy said that palm almost killed you." β
Han Chuang shook his head and said with a smile: "If she wants my life, it will be easy-this palm, she has already shown mercy." Having said that, Han Chuang still remembered the pain of this palm, the moment he rose into the air, his body seemed to fall apart, if he hadn't taken the elixir of the mysterious person, he might have died a long time ago.
He hated in his heart and said: "Qingfeng Pavilion Cui Meiniang, I remember this palm, and the original thing will definitely be returned in the future." β
I only heard Han Fu'er say: "The most hateful thing is Lin Jiangxue, she left without any expression, but you are merciful to her subordinates, otherwise you would have knocked her out of the ring a long time ago." His face changed, and he exclaimed, "But why do you have mercy on her subordinatesβcan you?"
Han Fu'er showed an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
Han Chuang blushed with shame as if he had been hit by something, and hurriedly said, "Where do you want to go, I just don't want the two major families in Yunzhou to be completely split." β
said so on his lips, but deep in his heart, he had a strange feeling, and he only felt that Lin Jiangxue, such a special woman, couldn't let go.
"Do I really like her?" Han Chuang said secretly, shaking his head, thinking, "No, it must not be like this, it's just an appreciation, appreciation." β
He gave himself a plausible explanation, but it sounded so pale in comparison.
"By the way, Brother Chuang, you received a slap from that thief's mother-in-law, is it okay?"
Han Chuang suddenly remembered that there was poison in that palm and that palm, and it was imprinted on his palm impartially, and the poisonous gas instantly invaded his body.
"I still have residual poison on my body?" Han Chuang couldn't help but tremble, but he said calmly: "It's okay, your brother is as strong as a cow, by the way, you call your father to come here, I have something to discuss with him." β
Han Fu'er glanced at Han Chuang suspiciously, and said, "Okay, I'll go now." He turned away and closed the door.
Han Chuang was the only one left in the room, the shadows of the trees outside the window were mottled, like the hideous claws of the evil ghosts in the forest, Han Chuang stretched out his palm from the quilt, only to see an inconspicuous black spot condensed in the palm of his palm, under the peeping of the martial spirit, Han Chuang found that it was a point of condensation of toxins.
He couldn't help but mutter: "Condensed in the epidermis, not deep into the meridians, it seems that I am not poisoned." It's just that this toxin is in the palm of my hand, and I don't know if it's good or bad. β
At this moment, there was a steady sound of footsteps outside the door, and Han Chuang immediately put his palms back into the quilt and closed his eyes to pretend to sleep.
With a "squeak", the door was pushed open, and Han Dongshan's figure appeared in the room with candlelight.
He walked to the side of the bed, glanced at Han Chuang, sat on the vacant seat where Han Fu'er left, and said, "Okay boy, don't pretend to be asleep, I know you're awake." β
Han Chuang opened his eyes helplessly and said, "Fu'er told you?"
Han Dongshan smiled: "As soon as she saw me, she said loudly that you were awake, and I didn't want to know." Let me see your body. As he spoke, he grabbed Han Chuang's wrist.
Han Chuang's eyes were quick, his wrist was closed, and he hid in the quilt. Although he was facing the people closest to him, it was precisely because of this bloodline relationship that Han Chuang couldn't speak frankly.
Han Dongshan first showed a surprised expression, then smiled slightly, and said, "You must have seen the toxin in your palm." β
Han Chuang's heart was shocked, and he said, "How do you know?" and then laughed dumbly, thinking that Han Dongshan must have already checked his body.
Han Dongshan straightened his face and said in a solemn voice, "Chuang'er, do you know what that thing is?"
Han Chuang said truthfully: "Poison." The voice was a little trembling, humans always have some natural fear of poison, not to mention the poison clinging to their body.
Han Dongshan nodded and said, "That palm among you has a great origin, it is a palm technique created by Qingfeng Pavilion Elder Cui Meiniang combined with his own martial soul Qingyu Toad to create a palm called the Five Poisons Divine Palm. Based on the poison of the green jade toad and combined with the five poisons, there are not a few masters who have died under this mastery, and you seem to have something special. β
Han Chuang's face became weird, he didn't know what Han Dongshan was referring to, he could only answer vaguely: "Maybe, I don't know how it became like this." As he spoke, he spread out his palm, and the black mark on the palm was clearly visible.
Han Dongshan sighed and said, "Chuang'er, are you still reluctant to say it even now, what is the effect of your martial soul?"
Han Chuang pondered for a moment, looked up and saw Han Dongshan's blazing gaze, and stopped talking.
"You can rest assured that there is only you and me here, and there will never be a third person. Han Dong Mountain Road.
Han Chuang sighed and said, "You have seen the purple vortex behind me, and you have also seen it devour the true fire of the Qingluan Fire Phoenix, you should know its effect." β
Han Dongshan said with a smile: "But its effect is definitely not just about devouring the true fire, am I right? In the thousands of lights and shadows, you find the weakest point, defeat the strong with the weak again and again, and even crack Lin Jiangxue's mellow Ruyi Rouyun Sword Technique, what makes you perform so unexpectedly should also be your martial soul." β
Han Chuang nodded and said, "That's right, the purple vortex, I call it Devouring Martial Soul, and the effect is only two words 'Devouring', whether it is True Qi or the opponent's Martial Soul." β
He smiled and said in a cautious tone, "It's a strange martial spirit, right?"
Han Dongshan nodded solemnly and replied: "Not only is it strange, but it is also intimidating, ordinary martial artists only have one kind of martial soul, and a genius like Lin Jiangxue only has two, while you have countless possibilities - but you haven't answered what my ability to find people's weaknesses is?"
Han Chuang's eyes rolled and said with a smile: "Jinwei, I call it Jinwei, it is the effect of the first martial soul I devoured, controlling everything around me, and no wind or grass can hide from my eyes." β
"That's why you can find the flaws in Lin Feng's swordsmanship and the weaknesses of Cui Meiniang's poisonous palm. Han Dongshan nodded knowingly.
Han Chuang nodded and said, "You can say that, but mastering weaknesses is one thing, and taking advantage of weaknesses is another. I was able to block Cui Meiniang's poisonous palm, and devouring the martial soul played a huge role. I just don't know if my current situation is good or bad. β
Han Dongshan smiled slightly and said, "Of course it's a good thing, is there a worse result of being poisoned on the spot?"
"Isn't it?" Han Chuang pointed intently, his eyes swept over Han Dongshan's face, hoping to see a trace of melancholy in this happy expression.
Han Dongshan smiled: "Of course there is, but what happened in your hands is completely different from those situations. If I guessed correctly, Cui Meiniang's palm also has such a black mole formed by toxins. β
Han Chuang raised his eyebrows and said slowly, "What do you mean?"
Han Dongshan laughed out loud and said, "Don't you understand, although I don't know what a coincidence it was that this black mole appeared in your palm, there is no doubt that you already have the Five Poisons Divine Palm. β
Han Chuang smiled: "Won't I become Cui Meiniang by saying this?"
Han Dongshan's face turned pale and said, "No, you are very different from her. Her strength is around the condensation stage, and her palm power is much deeper than yours, with the assistance of the green jade toad, and the toxins are endless, while your strength is not enough, and without the assistance of the martial soul, the power of the five poison divine palms is much worse. β
Han Chuang only said that he had learned the Five Poison Divine Palm, and only after hearing what his father said that he realized that his Five Poisonous Divine Palm was just a flower shelf, and it was one of the original high momentum, and said faintly: "Then what's the use of this thing?"
"What's the use?" Han Dongshan suddenly raised his tone and looked at Han Chuang incredulously, "Do you know how many martial artists dream of this thing to defeat the enemy? The palm power is not squeezed, so it is difficult for you to hurt the master, but against an enemy of similar strength, it can be killed with one blow, although the toxin cannot be replenished, but it can be used as a magic weapon to win by surprise; do you know how much Cui Meiniang has suffered in order to break through this martial art? Now that you are allowed to take it, what is there to be dissatisfied?"
When Han Chuang heard this, he was ashamed and grateful. I am ashamed that I want to ascend to the sky everywhere and lose the openness of a warrior, and I am grateful that my father's words woke him up and made him fall deeper and deeper.
Han Dongshan said with a smile: "So your 'Five Poison Divine Palm' can be used as a killer weapon, and it can't be used easily unless it is absolutely necessary, you know?"
Han Chuang said: "I know, I think, I will use it correctly." β
Those who use the poisonous palm for good are good, and those who use it for evil are evil, Han Chuang minds this.
Seeing Han Chuang's frank appearance, Han Dongshan said with a smile: "With the subtle ability as a guide, there is no secret existence of martial arts in the world in your eyes, with the weird and changeable nature of devouring martial spirits, your future achievements are limitless, no wonder Zhao Hanxiao found me after the game and asked me to persuade you to switch to Luoxia Sect." β
Han Chuang is only an outer disciple in the Qingzhu Sect, and at this time, he changed to another sect, which is not a deception to destroy the ancestors, only the inner disciples are the core of the major sects, and if he changes to other sects, he will inevitably be chased and killed by the original sect.
When Han Chuang heard this, he couldn't help laughing: "I have a good life in the Qingzhu Sect, and the master treats me very well, so I am ready to return to the sect this time, participate in the sect competition, join the inner gate, and change to other factions." β
Han Dongshan said with a smile: "I think so too, after all, the Qingzhu Sect is the second largest sect in Yunzhou, and learning martial arts in the inner gate is also more beneficial to your development." I'm going to reject Zhao Hanxiao, you can rest first. β
Han Chuang nodded, watching Han Dongshan's back walk out of the room, not for a reason, he felt that this back was a little strange.
"Delusion. Han Chuang shook his head with a smile, glanced at the black mole in his palm, and only felt that this time, the dazzling black mole was much more pleasing to the eye.
The frost was cold and cold, the shadows of the trees outside the window were confused, and Han Chuang fell asleep in a daze.