In the back mountains shrouded in death, a strong poisonous gas permeated the surroundings, and the bones that could be seen everywhere were ignored.

The two disciples walked cautiously inside with their faces covered.

A cold wind blew, and their hairs suddenly stood on end, and they couldn't help but speed up their pace.

"Be careful!" One of them said.

I saw the two of them holding stretchers, carrying the scarred Qi Mingchen like corpses.

The whip marks that can be seen deep in the bones are shocking!

"Be careful of what? Even if this man dies, we can't blame us! Another disgruntled.

"I'm not talking about this, this mountain corpse is angry, it's the first time you do this job, I remind you to be careful!"

"Aren't you taking the Detoxification Pill?" He didn't care.

This man hated iron and said, "Even if you are a congenital powerhouse like the Inner Gate Elder, you will be poisoned if you stay in it for a long time!" This medicine has a limited effect, and if you are not careful, it is no wonder that you will die! ”

The other person also closed his mouth when he heard this, didn't dare to say anything, glanced at the dying person on the wooden board with embarrassment, and unconsciously quickened his pace.

They casually threw the person deep in the back mountain and hurried away.

Pain!

Qi Mingchen's mind was filled with pain, and the sharp pain caused his consciousness to gradually begin to blur.

The cold ground clung to the wounds, and the blood seeped into the soil, nourishing the strong air of death.

Are you going to die?

He thought vaguely, perhaps it was too cold, and the pain seemed to begin to recede.

For the sake of the quota, he paid too much, the Canglong Sect is a third-class sect, and it is a subsidiary force of the second-class Sword Pavilion, and the two are very different in terms of resources and strength.

Just one month of opportunity to cultivate the formation in the Sword Pavilion attracted countless unpredictable killing opportunities.

Once, he didn't awaken the spiritual root, and this became his last chance.

And now, he has awakened the spiritual root, and he is even more unlikely to let go of this opportunity to improve his strength!

Three months to go......

At that time, the disciples who had the quota would go to the Sword Pavilion to practice.

Once he dies here, the quota will inevitably be redistributed.

Unwilling!

Obviously he has awakened, and he has clearly stepped into the door of cultivation.

All ruined by the merciless seven lashes!

The whip of the Punishment Pavilion is enough to kill an ordinary person on the spot with just one whip!

Liu Minghua......

The senior brother who grew up with him used to be the best person for him.

Not only Liu Minghua, but also the Canglong Sect, where he grew up, has lost all its temperature, leaving only ruthless blades and indifference.

With hatred and anger, Qi Mingchen completely fell into a coma.

The cold wind blew the dead air, and the corrosive aura infected the broken body of Qi Ying Chen.

Suddenly, there was a change in his body.

If anyone could see this, they would be shocked!

It was as if a suction force appeared in his body, gathering the deadly qi around him little by little, tempering his body.

The injury is under the golden light, and it is gradually recovering!

The pure and evil energies did not interfere with each other, and they were in balance in his body.

A faint golden light slowly and steadily moved through the body, purifying the energy.

……

In the main hall of Canglong Mountain, several elders were discussing something fiercely.

"Since Qi Shenchen is dead, then the quota should naturally be redistributed!" The three elders maintained a kind smile and proposed in a tone of presiding over the overall situation.

Facing the appearance of the third elder dominating, the Great Elder snorted coldly in dissatisfaction, "I've never heard of it, now that the punishment of the Punishment Pavilion is already so severe, it's ridiculous for people in the Foundation Building Period to mutilate their fellow disciples in the Yudan Period, Second Elder, are you still indifferent when your son dies?" ”

The second elder closed his eyes, looked like he was out of the way, and replied lightly: "He has nothing to do with me anymore, and it has nothing to do with me whether he lives or dies." ”

It's just a clenched fist under the cuffs, revealing that he is not as calm as he appears.

As the only woman, the four elders watched the secret battle of several elders with cold eyes, and crossed their arms and sneered.

Facing the few people who were arguing, the head rubbed his forehead and said:

"Okay, the matter has come to this, warn the sub-elders of the Punishment Pavilion, and the last place in the outer gate, for the sake of fairness, will be decided through a competition!"

After giving the order, the head of the sect did not stay longer and left first, and the other elders also left in a hurry.

Before leaving, the third elder glanced at the second elder proudly, and said mockingly: "It seems that our second elder is no longer the scenery of a few years ago, remember to drink more tea, nourish your heart, and don't be angry." ”

Seeing that there was no reaction, he pretended to smile generously and left with his back hand.

The hall was quiet, and the second elder, who had been staying, slowly opened his eyes, looking at the direction of the back mountain with complicated eyes.

After a long time, his eyes returned to indifference.

Three days later.

Canglong faction back mountain.

"Poof!"

Qi Mingchen, who had been in a coma for three days, got up suddenly, spat out a mouthful of black blood, and sprayed it on the ground, emitting bursts of foul odor.

He coughed a few times, propped himself on the ground and looked around.

The heavy dark clouds were black and purple, accompanied by a faint roar of thunder, and the corpses were strewn all over the field, and the clothes of the Canglong Sect disciples remained on their bodies.

The poisonous gas spread all over the back mountain, and there was not the slightest anger.

Qi Mingchen lowered his head and smiled bitterly, he already understood that this was the mountain behind the sect where everyone in the sect had changed their complexions.

"Oops!"

His face changed, and his desire to survive made him realize that this was not a place to stay.

He quickly stood up, and then froze.

"What's going on?"

Feeling the spiritual power in his body, he lifted the blood-stained cuffs, his arms were smooth and flawless, and the wounds that were originally deep and visible to the bones had long since disappeared.

At the beginning, the awakened spiritual root broke through the Dan period, and there was not much spiritual power in the dantian, but at this moment, the spiritual power was full, and the whole body was comfortable.

"No one would have imagined that not only did I not die, but I also lived well!"

There was not the slightest excitement in his tone, even a hint of sarcasm.

In the dangerous back mountain, not only was he not poisoned, but he also became like he had been reborn, and his spiritual power increased greatly after recovering from his injuries.

At this time, he remembered the Wraith Soul Divine Vein that had awakened not long ago, put away his thoughts about leaving quickly, and sat cross-legged and began to cultivate.

A wisp of pale golden energy swam through his body, gathering the dead qi in the vicinity.

Soon after, black impurities began to expel from Qi Mingchen's pores, and then slowly opened his eyes.

He rubbed off the impurities that had just been discharged, compared them with the black blood that he spit out at the beginning, and came to a conclusion:

Wraith veins absorb pure energy and expel impurities from the body.

And when he was unconscious, the exercises were autonomous, accumulating in his chest, and the mouthful of black blood that he spit out when he woke up just now was probably the impurities accumulated in the past few days.

Now that he is awake, he has taken the initiative to run the exercises, and the impurities of the dead qi he absorbed no longer accumulate in his chest, but are discharged from his body from the sweat glands.

"I see," a smile appeared on the corner ......of Qi Mingchen's mouth.

People on the outside are eyeing his spot, and this is an excellent place for him to accumulate strength.

Then, no one could have imagined that the place that was terrifying in the eyes of others would now become the safest place for him!