Just as the three of them were chatting.

In front of the Heart Demon Bridge, Master Lichen still had a charitable and peaceful face, and his somewhat shriveled face was slightly raised, looking at the dense fog in the distance.

The dense fog kept rolling, as if to reflect the demons in his heart, but no matter how much the fog rolled, it could not take shape.

Lichen retracted his gaze and looked at the Heart Demon Bridge in front of him, just like this, he hesitated for a long time.

In the end, he still raised his legs and walked up, walking towards the ancient temple of demon slaying in the thick fog.

Through the thick fog, Master Lichen stood in front of the ancient temple, folded his hands, and bowed to the huge ancient temple: "Lichen, meet the Bodhisattva." ”

Next to the stream at the foot of the back mountain, Li Cha and Wufeng were both eating barbecue and drinking wine, and only Wuxiang was chewing on the bitter wild vegetables.

He was very depressed in his heart, what does it matter to me that you drink? Why do you have to pull me? And it will be dark in a while!

Li Cha and Wufeng may have drunk too much, and Wufeng began to tell his story under Li Cha's soft grinding and hard soaking.

Wang Ping also listened quietly.

Wufeng's original name was Lin Zhifeng, and his father was a first-class minister of the Lingzhou Tianxuan Kingdom, and he was the only eldest son of the Lin family.

Lin Zhifeng has been handsome and extraordinary since he was a child, and his literary and martial arts are even more famous. That is, the Tianxuan Kingdom that Li Cha mentioned before.

Lin Zhifeng, who is only fifteen years old, is the favorite object of thousands of women in Tianxuan Kingdom, but at this age, Lin Zhifeng ignored the opposition of his parents at home and married a woman from the Teaching Workshop Division, the woman's name is Murong Xin, and she is a stunning woman who is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

This matter was strongly opposed by Father Lin, and Lin Zhifeng had no choice but to leave the Lin Mansion and live with Murong Xin.

Lin Zhifeng is also very good to Murong Xin, and he is also a well-known wife in the circle of friends, but Lin Zhifeng does not feel ashamed at all, and still loves Murong Xin deeply.

In the third year they were together, Murong Xin gave birth to a son for him, and because of the arrival of this child, the Lin family accepted Murong Xin, and that year, they moved back to the Lin Mansion.

Father Lin still cherished Murong Xin's identity a little in his heart, but for the sake of his grandson, the old man didn't show Murong Xin's face, and even held a wedding banquet, which can be regarded as a tacit acquiescence to Murong Xin's identity.

After three years of peace, Lin Zhifeng never took a concubine.

However, Lin's father was old, and he began to let Lin Zhifeng start to fight on the battlefield to plan for the future.

As a result, Lin Zhifeng's time at home has become less.

In the summer of that year, Murong Xin took his three-year-old child out to play, and on the shore of Qingshui Lake in Tianxuan Kingdom, Murong Xin met a white-clothed immortal who came from stepping on a sword.

Someone once saw the immortal and stayed on the boat for half an hour, and then Murong Xin took the child and the immortal away.

As for what happened on board? No one knows, but most of the speculation is gossip.

Lin Zhifeng rushed back overnight, but his wife's whereabouts were gone.

Just when Lin Zhifeng was grief-stricken, Murong Xin and the immortal came to the Lin Mansion hand in hand.

With a single sword, the white-clothed immortal stabbed the brave and combative Lin Zhifeng into a serious injury, and Murong Xin even put on a face he had never seen before, humiliated him fiercely, and left after throwing down a letter of resignation.

On the second day, Father Lin was impeached by the Manchu Dynasty, and almost every minister of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military affairs participated in Father Lin's copy.

The Lin family was raided and wiped out, and Lin Zhifeng was demoted to a commoner because of his meritorious service in the war over the years, and he was spared a death and assigned to the frontier.

When he was sent to the frontier, he learned from the soldiers who escorted him that the white-clothed immortal was an immortal from the Luoyu Sect, a Jindan monk.

As for the Lin family's raid and annihilation, it is naturally also the handiwork of the Luo Yu Sect.

Later, the soldiers who were in charge of escorting him were released halfway, although I don't know who paid for those soldiers, but he was free.

Later, Lin Zhifeng met the abbot of the inner temple 'Liyin' master, who said that he had wisdom roots, Buddha nature, and Buddha fate, and would be able to become a Buddha in the future, so he took him back to Lingshan Temple and sent him to the precept hall, and got the Dharma name: Wufeng.

Looking at the sky, it was completely dark, and the two of them were still drinking, both of them looked like they hated each other and cherished each other, and Wang Ping on the side was very speechless.

Wang Ping felt a little drowsy in consciousness, as if he was about to fall asleep, and fell headlong.

When Wang Ping opened his eyes weakly and looked at the familiar beams in his house, he was a little confused.

"Huh? What does it taste like? So bitter? It's bitterer than the taste of wild vegetables! Wang Ping sat up, sniffed the bitter smell in the air, and said with certainty: "It's medicine!" ”

Wang Ping got up and walked outside, and before he could walk out of the door, he heard a windless voice: "Is your prescription right?" If not, what if you eat the dead? ”

"Why don't you come?" Li Cha said impatiently

Wang Ping walked to the door and saw the two of them surrounding a small stove built with stones, on which a furnace of medicine was boiling, and the bitter smell of medicine came from there.

"What are you doing here?" Wang Ping asked puzzled.

"I'll make you some medicine!"

"What kind of medicine? I'm not sick! Wang Ping was speechless, and said secretly in his heart: I have practiced the eighth layer of qi, will I still get sick?

"You suddenly fainted last night, I knew at a glance that you had been poisoned, and it was still the most terrible poison of heaven killing!" Li Cha turned around and explained to Wang Ping, who looked puzzled.

"Heaven-damn poison? Could it be the wild vegetables? Wuxiang's face was confused, and he didn't understand the poison of heavenly killing.

Looking at Li Cha and Wufeng, he felt that the two people in front of him were playing tricks on him.

Unbeknownst to Wang Ping, as the news of his poisoning spread, a purge from the Great Lent Hall took place.

At the same time that Wang Ping was sober, Yuankong, who was the head of the Discipline Hall, returned to the Discipline Hall in a huff.

Because the self-master of Beiting Cliff did not cooperate with the investigation at all, he just blindly said that this was the cause of Wang Ping's planting, and he would inevitably have to bear the consequences, and he could not do anything.

"It's just a disciple of the eighth level of Qi cultivation to actually let the Heavenly Killing Hall make a move, it's outrageous!" The thick eyebrows of the Yuankong Master said angrily.

Last night, he did find out that there was a small amount of heaven-killing poison in Wang Ping's body.

Later, a large package of heavenly poison was found on the monk who delivered food in the Lent Hall, and what was even more outrageous was that the monk had been poisoned not for a day or two, but for several days in a row.

As for why Wang Ping was poisoned today?

Master Yuankong thinks it's because of the small amount.

But the monk who poisoned him said that the amount he gave was enough to poison the Jindan monk, and Yuankong only felt that he was talking nonsense.

For such a review result, how can Yuankong, as the master of the precept hall, not be angry? It's a holy place in Lingshan, and someone was actually bribed to do such a thing as poisoning.

What is the Poison of Heaven Damn? It was the unique murderous poison of the Heavenly Killing Palace, which was refined by the 'Geocentric Poisonous Miasma', and even the Heavenly Killing Temple itself did not have an antidote.

This poison is colorless and tasteless, the higher the cultivation, the more poisonous it is, and the poison of heaven killing will also take root in the dantian, so that the aura absorbed by the poisoned person becomes a kind of spiritual poison, and the poisoned person will suffer from the spiritual poison every day.

Although this poison can be suppressed with medicine, it is difficult to eradicate, and this poison is like an appendage, which will grow with the aura every day.

Obviously, this is to make Wang Ping's life worse than death!

"Fortunately, the poisoning of Wuxiang is not deep, and it was discovered early, and the poison of heaven killing in the body has not yet merged with the aura in the body." Yuankong said happily.

If this poisoned him, he would probably not be able to avoid being blamed.

"Hey, let the killer of the Heavenly Killing Hall come to Lingshan to poison a little disciple, it seems that the identity of the person who has offended him is not simple." Yuankong couldn't help but sigh.

He was actually very helpless, although he knew that the master of the self must know something, but if the other party didn't say it, he had no choice but to strengthen the protection of Wang Ping.

Regarding the real culprit behind the poisoning, the Discipline Hall naturally didn't reveal much to Wang Ping, but just asked him to be careful, especially in the future, it is best not to go down the mountain.

"The food you eat in the afternoon does not explode until the poison in your body in the evening? And after so long, this poison has not been integrated with your aura, and I always feel that this poison has no real name. Wufeng sat on the bed and analyzed.

Because Li Cha said that the poison of heaven killing is a strange poison in the world, and this poison melts when it enters the body, and half a pillar of incense will react, and there is no cure for it.

However, Wang Ping's poisoning lasted at least three hours, not only was the poisoning not deep, but it could also remove the poison.

This is completely different from what Li Cha said, do you feel that this so-called strange poison in the world? That's it.

"I'm fine, isn't it?" Wang Ping was speechless.

"No, no, I just think this poison is so unbearable, and it doesn't deserve the title of the world's strange poison." Wufeng hurriedly explained.

Wang Ping didn't speak, but he had some guesses in his heart that he was not poisoned, if it wasn't for the help of Lord Demon Venerable, it was because of the Book of Ten Thousand Demons.

Anyway, it's always good to be fine.

After Wang Ping's poisoning incident, there seemed to be no major events in Lingshan Temple until one day half a year later.

Master Lichen personally brought back a nine-year-old child, personally ordained him as a monk, and gave him the name: Wuchen.

This incident shocked Lingshan Temple for several days, and Wuxiang had also seen the child, who was very handsome, although he was bald, he looked very handsome.

It's just that people are a little arrogant, not like a Buddhist disciple, and they talk and do things with no one in their eyes, maybe it's because of the relationship between Master Chentai, right?

Master Lichen personally admitted him to the back mountain meditation room and treated him as a closed disciple until a few months later.

Master Chentai suddenly announced a retreat, and this little guy also followed Master Chen into a state of retreat, maybe he was personally teaching him the method of cultivation, right?

However, I have to say that this little guy's cultivation qualification is really the first in Lingshan, and it has only been a few months since he went up the mountain, and he has cultivated to the seventh level of qi training.

People do have capital that no one wants.

Wang Ping thought that he had cultivated fast enough, but he never thought that he would sit in a well and watch the sky.