Seeing that Lin Muyan was unharmed under the attack of the blood poison centipede, the pock-faced immortal master was immediately frightened.

He didn't care about anything else, violently destroyed his mana, and controlled the flying sword to slash towards Lin Muyan.

Although this is only a medium-grade flying sword magic weapon, and now his mana is chaotic and he can't exert much power, but in the final analysis, this is also a magic weapon.

Even if you only exert a part of your power and kill the guy in front of you, there should be a great possibility.

He slashed the flying sword in the air, but saw Lin Muyan's figure flash violently, even so, the flying sword still left a wound on his body.

The hot pain came, and I was secretly glad that this was not a poisonous sword, otherwise, it would be troublesome.

Gritting his teeth, ignoring the pain in his body, Lin Muyan ran the Five Poisonous Palms with all his might, and there was only a pock-faced immortal master in his eyes.

With just one palm, he was sure to kill the immortal master in front of him.

When the time comes, the flying sword and the storage bag, everything, will be his words.

Seeing that Lin Muyan actually rushed over again, the pock-faced immortal master couldn't help but be shocked, and he violently smashed the flying sword and slashed at Lin Muyan again.

With so close at hand, Lin Muyan could barely dodge, and if he attacked with his body, I was afraid that he would most likely be split in half.

Thinking like this, Lin Muyan had an idea, and slapped his palm towards the flying sword from the side.

In an instant, the palm shook and the pain was incessant, and at the same time, a large piece of flesh was cut away.

The only thing to be thankful for is that it didn't hurt the bones.

And immediately after, Lin Muyan held back the pain, and slapped his other hand at the head of the pock-faced immortal master.

"Ah, don't kill me!"

"Bang!"

In an instant, the head of the pock-faced immortal master was like a watermelon, and it was smashed by Lin Muyan.

If the head is smashed, there is no doubt that he will die.

Just when Lin Muyan was excited, a green light suddenly flew out of the head of the dead pock-faced immortal master, and the speed was extremely fast, and before Lin Muyan could react, he rushed directly into his head.

It was the so-called sea of knowledge again, and Lin Muyan saw a green light cluster that was twice as large as him.

His face was full of excitement, and he immediately rushed over.

However, unlike before, this group of light actually rushed towards him.

As soon as the two sides came into contact, they began to bite wildly.

Don't look at Lin Muyan's light cluster is small, but it is extremely strong, and in a few clicks, he bites off as much as half of the huge light cluster.

Seeing that it was not good, the green light began to run away, but Lin Muyan, who had just tasted the sweetness, how could he let him go, so he naturally chased after him and devoured it for a while.

The huge light cluster couldn't escape from the sea at all, and after being chased and killed by Lin Muyan for a while, it was finally completely swallowed, and it was only at this time that Lin Muyan stopped helplessly.

How much I look forward to it, more light clusters can come in and devour myself.

Suddenly dizzy, Lin Muyan held his head in his hands and screamed, he fainted and woke up again, and suddenly there were many miscellaneous memories in his mind, which were not his own at all.

These memories are too scattered, constantly rushing into his mind, almost making him worse than dead!

It wasn't long before he fainted again.

I don't know how long it took, Lin Muyan woke up again, his face was pale, his breath was weak, and his head was dizzy.

However, now he didn't dare to stay here for a long time, he didn't care about the pain in his head and hands, and quickly picked up the storage bag, but he didn't understand how to use it!

Suddenly, he thought of Zhihai, of his own powerful perception before, and maybe that could work.

looked tentatively at the storage bag, and it turned out that there was a space in this palm-sized cloth bag.

A small packet of so-called poison ivy seeds, three green stones, some miscellaneous clothes, and a token.

Take out the flint and steel and clothes from inside, cover the pock-faced immortal master's body, and then set the clothes on fire, although it can't destroy the corpse, at least it can burn some traces.

When it was almost burned, Lin Muyan also built a grave for it, and then picked up the flying sword on the ground and put it in a storage bag.

Looking at the blood-colored centipede, it is estimated that it is not an ordinary poison, and it can be cultivated with it.

If it can be tamed, it seems to be a good assistant as well.

As for toxicity, he had already learned it just now, and even if it was a little powerful, it wasn't enough to cause him too much damage.

It seems that the fire poison cultivated by his five poisonous palms has somewhat restrained this blood-colored centipede, and maybe he can tame it.

At this time, Lin Muyan didn't dare to stay for a long time, although he was almost extremely weak, he still instinctively rushed down the mountain towards Han Lincheng at an extremely fast speed.

Even if the famine begins now, there will still be many people in Han Lin City, at the very least, there can be more people to cover.

Just half a day after the pock-faced immortal master died, two figures flew over the hill.

However, before they could probe, seven or eight figures flew over in the distance.

"Oops, the monk of the Five Elements Sect is here. ”

"It's a monk of the Five Poisons Sect, let's all kill them together!"

With two against seven, it is not the same thing at all, and the two unlucky monks were finally besieged and killed by seven people.

Not long after, Zhao's army made a comeback and lost ground.

It was only because of the locust plague and drought that a large number of displaced people still hit the nearby towns, which lasted for more than a year before recovering.

These things naturally don't need Lin Muyan to care about, he went all the way down the mountain, not knowing that he was lucky, the chasing soldiers were intercepted and killed halfway.

Otherwise, this time he would have been doomed.

He didn't dare to delay all the way, and when he was close to the place where his grandfather was buried, Lin Muyan stopped.

Weak, he somehow fell directly to the ground and fell into a deep sleep completely.

I don't know how long it took, Lin Muyan woke up again, but at this time he still felt dizzy, but most of the memories in his mind dissipated, and only some scattered ones remained.

For example, when he was seven or eight years old, he was bitten by a poisonous insect, and after he died, he joined the Five Poison Sect.

was bullied by his master and brother, and gritted his teeth to take revenge.

After learning the five poison tips, he was ashamed of his heart, and he was bullied very miserably.

Messy memories, more than a hundred scattered pieces.

However, among them, Lin Muyan still found two useful ones.

One was about Poison Ivy Seeds, a mutated being he found in a poisonous mist swamp.

The poison ivy found at that time was extremely growing, and the vines were strong, and the stingers could even catapult and attack.

The only flaw may be that poison ivy is not very toxic and tends to be paralyzed.

As for the other thing, that is about the blood-colored centipede, which is also a mutated existence that he found from the mortal world, and its toxicity belongs to mutated blood poison, as long as it is bitten, the blood will not stop.

That is, Lin Muyan is lucky, his skin is rough and his flesh is thick, and the blood poison is offset by the fire poison, otherwise he may not be alive.

In addition, there is also the blood feeding method of the blood-colored centipede, which is actually fed with sperm blood.

At least for a short time, the blood-colored centipede will not regurgitate, and it is very obedient.

Seeing the strength of the poison ivy and the blood-colored centipede, Lin Muyan couldn't help but sweat coldly on his back, fortunately, he seized the opportunity at that time and gave the pock-faced immortal master a five-poison palm, otherwise, he would be unlucky.

After combing through his memory, Lin Muyan immediately turned on the Wood Spirit Gong to recover.

Mu Linggong's recovery ability is very strong, and the injuries on his body now will not take long to recover.

Originally, I thought that there was no grass or trees around, so it would naturally be difficult to cultivate.

However, after practicing, I found that the speed was actually faster than usual.

Especially in his dantian, there was actually a faint green air flow surging, which seemed to be the rumored mana.

I've cultivated my own mana!

Or is it that the fourth layer of wood spirit skill can have mana!

I don't know what the reason is, and no one has anyone to answer him, but now he needs to recover quickly.

Unconsciously, after two days, all the wounds on Lin Muyan's body were scarred, and even his mind was clear.

At this time, he couldn't wait to take out the storage bag and study it carefully.

Looking at the chair next to him, Lin Muyan became playful and directly put the chair into the storage bag.

This was followed by a table, a dustpan, a hoe.

After playing like this for a while, he took out the flying sword with joy.

This is a magic weapon used by the immortal master, and it is easy to cut off the flesh on his hands.

You must know that cultivating the Five Poisonous Palms, although his hands are not indestructible, they are also as strong as fine iron, and they are so vulnerable in front of the flying sword.

Holding the flying sword, Lin Muyan entered mana.

Immediately after that, the green light on the flying sword flashed, and it actually rose to a length of three feet in the blink of an eye.

Thinking in his heart, he controlled the flying sword to rise little by little, and then jumped and landed on the flying sword.

"Bang!"

As a result, the next moment, the flying sword landed, and Lin Muyan stumbled and almost fell.

With a look of embarrassment on his face, he looked around, but fortunately there was no one.

Only then did he destroy the flying sword again, and this time he jumped up cautiously, but the flying sword dimmed and fell to the ground again

After a few times, Lin Muyan also understood that his mana seemed to be too weak and he couldn't stand himself.

Thinking of this, he smashed the flying sword and slashed at the table.

The flying sword trembled and flew over the table, and then fell hard.

As a result, the heavy table, like a cabbage, was instantly divided into two, and the flying sword fell to the ground with a dark light, and it was easily inserted into the bluestone, and it was more than three inches into the stone.

Sighing slightly, Lin Muyan found that his mana seemed to be too low, even if he attacked with a flying sword, it was estimated that he would add two more attacks to one after another.

If you launch a third attack, you probably won't even be able to come back.

There was some dissatisfaction in his heart, but he still carefully put away the flying sword, and when the mana was strong in the future, he could continue to use it.

If the mana is gone, it is natural to meditate and then cultivate back.

As a result, this meditation took five whole days.

I don't know if it's because the aura around him is too thin, or if he's too slow.

Continuing to experiment with flying swords, naturally he doesn't need to, knowing the use of poison ivy and the domestication of blood-colored centipedes, he naturally has to solve the problem of blood-colored centipedes first.

This is a good thing, the legendary spirit worm, the small size is convenient for sneak attacks, and it is not false to come forward, and it is an excellent existence for yin people.

This blood-colored centipede is only half a foot in size, but the two jaws are two inches open, and this wound goes down, if you bite the middle artery, the effect is absolutely extraordinary.

Cut through his finger and squeezed out a drop of sperm blood, dripping onto the awake but raging blood-colored centipede.

The blood-colored centipede immediately devoured the blood as if it had seen a delicacy, and a layer of blood-colored light flashed on its body, and there was actually a trace of fire.