Midnight, the Three Princes' Mansion.

In the dark secret room, the candles are lit up, the corpses are horizontally, and the blood is there... Slow flow.

In the gloomy corner, the ghost of the third prince suddenly appeared, and he said angrily: "A lowly person also wants to be a nobleman in the sky? ”

After that, this ghost slammed into Xia Yan angrily, and in a flash, he was already in front of Xia Yan, wanting to squeeze into his eyebrows.

It's just that all this is in vain, when it touches Xia Yan's eyebrows, that divine soul melts quickly like snow meets soup.

Flash... into nothing.

Xia Yan's idea of harvesting the memories of the three princes was also suddenly empty.

The boy looked into the darkness, at the place where the ghost was scattered, and fell silent...

The last hope is gone.

The road ahead is still cold and unknown, trembling, like facing the abyss.

"Forget it, let's go back."

The young man is in a hurry.

At this point...

There was still some time before dawn, and he didn't intend to waste time, so he turned around and went to Taiye Lake again, and sat at the bottom of the icy lake, a few days ago, the winter rain had swollen the pool, and it was enough to eat for a while.

...

...

Next.

The day passed quickly.

Midnight.

Xia Yan slept until this time, only feeling refreshed, he slowly opened his eyes in the dark.

Tonight, there is no moonlight outside the window, and the cold winter approaching the New Year finally brings another snow...

In this lonely moment, the snowflakes fell suddenly, like pieces of goose feathers, piling up snow-white flocculent on the cold ground.

He took on the appearance of an evil ghost and used the water escape to make a brief tour inside and outside the palace.

Soon, he felt a heavy layer of malice coming from outside the imperial city, diffusing from the darkness in the distance, and clearly falling into Xia Yan's perception.

"Huh? Someone has malicious intent towards me? ”

After using it, Xia Yan also knew that this malice was close and direct.

He quickly ran away, heading in a malevolent direction.

Afar...

In a remote house stacked with groceries, four figures are gathering here, as if plotting something.

One of the tall and thin men took out three small bottles and three short crossbows, handed them to the other three strong men, and said in a low voice: "Condensation of blood poison, see blood to seal the throat, hunt in winter the day after tomorrow, the three princes will leave the palace and kill them." ”

The other three didn't say a word or ask any questions.

They took their crossbows and poisons, and then leaned out of the door, looked cautiously to the right and left, and then bowed their heads and walked out quickly in the gray snow.

And the man who dispensed the medicine is still here.

Immediately afterward, waves of women, men, and even children quietly came here, quietly left, and walked in all directions, and then gathered again to complete the assassination of the three princes.

Before I knew it, half an hour had passed.

The tall, thin man finished his assigned task and prepared to leave.

He walked out of the door, and was about to close it with his backhand, when suddenly, his body froze.

Because in front of him, on the snow, stood a man in gray with a gun.

The moment he saw the man in gray, the spear had burst out wildly, without any sound or majesty, but when he noticed it again, it had pierced his neck.

Shout~

The spear is in and out in an instant, without nostalgia.

Blood splattered and fell on the blood block, and the fish that slipped through the net bloomed red plums in the snow again.

The tall, thin man clutched his neck, his eyes widened, and he threw himself forward.

The gray-clad man took a spear, held his body, and slowly lowered it, making his fall silent, and then quickly replenished two more shots, and then carefully entered the small warehouse behind.

He leaned over and removed some of the old wooden utensils, patted the floor, and then removed the floor, revealing the dense layer underneath, and... Poison bottles lined up in a dense layer.

The snow is falling and getting mad.

And in the snow around the small courtyard, corpses were dumped one after another, and these corpses were the same people who had come to collect the poison.

There is no trace of a fight around them, which means... Their deaths were only instantaneous, and that moment was not enough for them to react.

...

Poof, poof!

The cap of the poison was quickly removed.

In this world where everything is silent and only the snow falls, Xia Yan drank poison like drinking, and within a moment, he had devoured all the poison.

He only felt that the true qi in his body was condensed, and a ladder was formed at a secret path that no one had spied on, and this secret path was very peculiar, not in the blood vessels, not in the nerves, not even in the twelve veins of the human body, but a kind of "meridian" outside the "twelve veins".

However, if the previous "twelve major veins" are water canals, then this "meridian" can be compared to the rolling Yangtze River waterway, which is easy to fill and difficult to pass.

The top-level realm can pass through the twelve major veins.

The ground lock, the practice is blood and qi, the fusion of blood and qi, that is, the perfect fusion of the body and true qi, in order to shatter the seventy-two shackles in the body, the move can give birth to many phantoms, and raise the hand to wave the wind and rain of blood and qi.

And now, this realm of the heavenly ladder is to pass through the "thirteen meridians", and reach the purple mansion with human anger, so as to awaken the sleeping soul in the purple mansion, so... is not a "frog at the bottom of the well".

With the swallowing of these various poisons, these thirteen meridians began to penetrate.

In the void, it seemed that a series of steps had been born, spreading up from the dantian.

1st, 2nd, 3rd, 4th... The true qi is unsustainable, so it stops here.

Xia Yan glanced at his own state.

"The progress of the Heavenly Rank has changed from 1 to 410."

"In addition to that, you have gained a new luck?"

The boy did not stop, but put away his spear and quickly left, and after a while, he came to the bottom of Taiye Lake, eating soil and reading the latest information.

[Name: Xia Yan]

[True Qi: Heavenly Rank: (410/3200)]

【Exercises:】

Nineteen stops - fifth stop (ground lock): 50/1000

Toad Palace Stealing Incense Step (Top Stream): Amazing 122/1600

【Items:】

The Afterlife Token that can't speak———— the counterfeit token of the Afterlife Sect Officer, if someone asks it to speak but it can't speak, then, your identity will be worn immediately, but maybe... Wouldn't your luck be that bad?

A spear of average quality

Extremely inferior swallowing guns

【Luck:】

Peach Blossom Luck I

Water Spirit Resurrection I

Gluttonous Distant Bloodline I

Poison Siren I———— You have devoured a large number of poisons, of which there are more than thirty-two types of poisons, so as to harvest this luck. This luck will make it easier for you to attract the attention of poisonous beings such as poisonous insects, and they will inevitably crawl in your direction, and then they will want to be close to you. However, these beings outside of existence do not feel anything about you. Suspected to be from the characteristics of some ancient murderous creature, perhaps... Are you a descendant of it for countless generations?

"The progress of the Heavenly Rank has increased from 1 to 410, and the Quadruple Heavenly Rank has also been condensed in my body, which has improved... Not bad. ”

"The Afterlife Sect token, which can't speak, turned out to be a fake, but in some cases, it's not impossible to use."

"Poison thinks about people......... Not... What's the use of that? ”

Xia Yan thought about it, as he continued to devour the poison, this "poisonous thinking person" would inevitably be promoted to a higher and higher level, at that time... Will he become?

Walking plague?

A mobile plague?

The Zerg's brood?

The courtesan of the drug world?

The lone star that no one can get close to?

But after thinking about it, he thought about the transformation process of qi luck when he "swallowed water", and it was obvious that this luck might eventually be linked to "previous life" and "reincarnation", as long as he didn't use the new divine soul, the above situation would not occur.

After thinking about it, Xia Yan began to cultivate again.

Devour the sediment, practice guns at the bottom of the lake, and practice body skills.

Time passed minute by minute, and the snow outside the lake was falling, and at the bottom of the dark lake, the boy was working hard in a space that no one could see, quietly becoming stronger.

The resistance of the water at the bottom of the lake has brought a good cultivation environment, and every time he shoots, he has to endure more resistance than ordinary people, and it takes more energy to achieve the standard of action and the strength is still the same.

On the eve of dawn, a human head suddenly appeared in the water tank of the Moon Shadow Palace.

Xia Yan crawled out of the water, changed into a human form, and changed into clothes.

At a glance at the progress, the progress of "True Qi has slowly advanced by 20", the progress of "the fifth stop of the nineteen stops" has moved forward by 150, and the progress of "Toad Palace Stealing Incense Step" has moved forward by 50.

This progress was expected by Xia Yan, but it could not satisfy him.

"We've got to think of a way to do it again..."