When Ling Ye was thinking about it, he suddenly heard the sound of water in a porcelain jar not far behind him, as if the people inside were playing with the water or splashing desperately.

Que De immediately noticed it, and said sharply: "Thirty-nine, what are you doing?"

Inside the porcelain jar, a faint voice came out: "Save ...... Help me......"

Que De walked quickly to the porcelain jar, jumped onto the stove, glanced at the porcelain jar, and shouted: "I knew that there would be people who wanted to get by! If you want to die, die outside, don't waste Lao Tzu's medicine!"

With a snap, the man fell to the ground like a dying fish with a splash, his whole body convulsed, and his eyes rolled white.

Midnight probe looked over and couldn't help but gasp. The man's body was covered in dark and brown patches, as if it had been stained with sauce, but the color came through the skin, and it looked more like poisoning.

Just for a while, the poison is so deep? How poisonous must this medicine be?

Many people have come out to see. Que De didn't stop it, just stretched out his hand and pointed at the poisoned man on the ground, and said coldly: "Lao Tzu has already reminded you, if you want to cultivate if you don't eat Xuanhuang, you will die." That's right, that medicine is not only used to screen cultivation qualifications, but also to allow you to resist the toxicity in these medicinal liquids. If you don't take that pill, you will be poisoned if you soak it in the liquid!"

Everyone looked at each other, silent, and a sense of gratitude surged up in their hearts for Ling Ye. If I really didn't take that medicine yesterday, I would definitely end up with this person today.

Que De waved his hand, called two soldiers, and shouted: "Carry it out, give it to the ghost doctor, and let him deal with it!"

Ling Ye saw it in his eyes, and his heart was secretly surprised. He took the pill, but finally vomited it again, and if he soak himself in this poisonous liquid, wouldn't he also be poisoned?

He secretly used the Xuantian Tribulation Fire Skill, and his spiritual power quickly surged all over his body, but he didn't notice anything unusual for a while. Maybe it's because this family heirloom method has the effect of avoiding poison, or maybe it's because the pill has been in the stomach for so long and has absorbed some of the medicinal effect?

It's a fluke!

Ling Ye then decided that from now on, he would detoxify every day and force out the poison that might have penetrated into his body. It doesn't matter if you can practice the Thunderbolt Tyrant body trick or not, don't put your own life into it.

Not only is it necessary to exercise power to detoxify, but now that it is soaked in the medicinal liquid, it is also necessary to exercise power to protect the whole body, so that the toxicity cannot penetrate in. No matter how good the mind is, if it is attacked by toxicity, it will be in vain.

Ling Ye's Xuantian Tribulation Fire Gong is a fire phase exercise, and his whole body is hot when he is lucky, and when he starts to do it, the water vapor in the porcelain jar where he is almost boiling. Que De quickly noticed this, glared at him, and the corners of his mouth moved: "Interesting!"

Midnight thought badly. When he fought against that strong man yesterday, the reason why he had to concede three moves in a row and not go head-on with that strong man was to hide his strength in front of these imperial armies and not let others know that he had such a secret in his other cultivation. Now if you use your skills to boil all the liquid medicine in this vt, who doesn't know that he has a special skill?

But if you don't use your strength to protect your whole body, what if you are infiltrated by poison?

Ling Ye pondered for a while, and suddenly thought that the Xuantian Tribulation Fire Skill he cultivated was the fire phase, which was the opposite of the water phase, and became a mutual restraint relationship. I have always operated Xuangong according to the method taught by my father, and if I reverse my father's method, will it ...... What about being the opposite?

Even if it doesn't become the opposite phase, as long as it doesn't make the water vapor boil and make people see weird!

In order to hide and protect herself, Ling Ye decided to give it a try. He carefully collected the work, then reversed a little aura, and slowly transported it to his left hand.

Sure enough, he was pleased to find that this was actually possible, after running in reverse, the feeling of burning all over his body during the usual exercise was gone, and it was replaced by a cold feeling. On the contrary, water and fire have really changed to water phase now!

Ling Ye continued to exercise, slowly walking through the spiritual veins of the whole body. The aura of adverse luck was everywhere, and the whole body was cold, and the medicinal liquid in the porcelain jar slowly cooled down, and it was no longer a water vapor masterpiece that attracted attention.

Seeing that the water vapor in the porcelain jar where Ling Ye was gradually dissipated, Que De shrugged his shoulders and said again: "Interesting!"

Ling Ye didn't know if Que De would be very lacking in virtue, so he told Hu Kuan and others about it, so he noticed that after the water temperature dropped, he was turning to the Xuantian Tribulation Fire Skill, and the water temperature slowly rose again. Anyway, there's still a fire under the porcelain jar, and the flame heats up the liquid, which is not surprising, right?

Que De didn't look at him again, and loudly instructed the miscellaneous servants who were in charge of burning the fire: "Take care of the fire, don't be too hot, don't be too cold! If it's too hot, add some water, and if it's too cold, add firewood! If anyone can't burn the fire, Lao Tzu wants him to look good!"

The handymen agreed loudly, their eyes patrolling the stove they were in charge of. The handyman in charge of the porcelain jar where Ling Ye was located saw that there was less moisture in his porcelain jar, so he added two dry firewood to the stove and stabbed it with a burning stick to make the fire vigorous.

Que De pointed at him and said loudly: "This is the number one of this team, the person who is favored by the chief instructor, you should be careful to serve his fire! If you serve well, you will benefit, and if you don't serve well, you will get out!"

Ling Ye listened to it in his ears, and his heart was slightly stunned.

What does Que De mean by this?

No matter what he meant, Ling Ye always got a practical benefit from it. The handyman carefully remembered Que De's words, and took care of the fire here in the night with all his heart, adding water when there was more moisture, and adding firewood when there was less moisture. When the midnight was turning and reversing the Xuantian Tribulation Fire Skill, the water vapor in the porcelain jar would inevitably change, and the timely service of that handyman was just the perfect cover for him.

At lunchtime, when Que De ordered the training to end and asked everyone to climb out, Ling Ye profoundly felt that his Xuantian Tribulation Fire Skill had been significantly improved. It seems that the medicinal liquid in this porcelain jar is poisonous, but it is quite beneficial to one's own cultivation, because in order to avoid being infiltrated by poison, he must use the Xuantian Tribulation Fire Gong to protect his whole body against poison, which is equivalent to practicing all the time. And in order to avoid too much change in water vapor, Ling Ye had to find another way, repeatedly turning his spiritual power forward and reversing, beyond his father's teaching. This is equivalent to cultivating another opposite Xuangong.

Ling Ye was even wondering if he would like to practice in the soak of venom?

After taking a few steps towards the cafeteria, Ling Ye suddenly thought of a problem in his heart - a Xuan Gong, generally speaking, cannot be reversed, and his father has never taught it. But why did I really reverse it just by trying it today, and the fire turned into water??

My father never told him about his past, and he only said that this practice was passed down from generation to generation. But Ling Ye has never seen his grandfather since he was a child, and he has never even seen his mother. It's not like a normal family.

The origin of this mystical skill taught by my father and father is not so simple, right?