After the middle-aged monk in Mai unwillingly submerged into the swamp, Xu Yao's originally self-supporting body was weak again, and he was about to settle down again, Xu Yao suddenly bit the tip of his tongue violently, and a touch of bright red suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his originally shaky body slowly stabilized, Xu Yao took a few breaths in place, slowly pulled out the Flying Snow Sword, and slowly moved to Xiao Jin's side, resisting it on his shoulder with difficulty, and slowly struggled to get into the dead wood forest on the edge of the swamp.

Xu Yao walked hard in the dead wood forest with flying snow for a while, and stopped next to a dead tree that surrounded him and was hollow in the trunk, after Xu Yao submerged his body into the hollow trunk, he began to gasp again, Xu Yao slowly felt that his body began to gradually become heavy again, and even the wheezing sound was much quieter for a while. Maybe it's really going to die this time, Xu Yao thought with some self-deprecation.

In a trance, Xu Yao's consciousness gradually began to slowly blur, and the scene of being beaten and scolded in the miscellaneous courtyard when he was young and his food was robbed kept flashing in his mind, and from time to time he jumped to himself and an ordinary-looking teenager after finding the rune book in a small secret room, Xu Yao was attacked behind the other party and killed the other party, and the other party struggled to die.

After flashing one by one, the scenes were finally frozen in front of the Zizhu Essence House, Li Qingyan's cheeks were flying, and her head was slightly shy. After Xu Yao's consciousness opened and gradually turned into darkness, as if he was about to fall into a boundless black hole, the whole person fell into an indescribable peace of mind and tranquility, and then a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in this increasingly dark world, and the light gradually expanded, pulling Xu Yao's consciousness back from the deep darkness.

I don't know when Xu Yao suddenly felt a slight pain somewhere in his body, and this pain gradually became clearer and clearer, until Xu Yao clearly felt the pain coming from his right arm, and with the appearance of pain, the heaviness in his body slowly decreased, and he began to slowly develop some strength.

After a period of drowsiness, Xu Yao finally opened his eyes that had been closed for an unknown amount of time, turned his head with difficulty, and through the afterglow of some holes, he saw that a white snake on his arm had bitten his right arm, and two snake teeth were nailed to it.

As the toxin was removed, the vitality began to slowly return to his body, and Xu Yao also struggled to support his body, changed to a slightly more comfortable position, and began to use his true qi to heal himself.

Six days later, Xu Yao appeared on the edge of the poisonous mist swamp in rags, and when the first rays of sunlight passed through the already very thin purple mist, Xu Yao, who was no different from a wild man, showed a mouthful of snow-white teeth and strode out.

Three days ago, Mengyang Mountain, which was also a delicate restaurant, Bai Yi'an was expressionless at this time and carefully played with the white jade wine glass in his hand, as if this was not a wine glass, but a long-standing spiritual treasure in the immortal cultivation world. One of the two kneeling in front of him was silent, and the other was talking incessantly.

After a long time, Bai Yi'an, who was originally expressionless, suddenly became very impatient, and smashed the wine glass in his hand into the face of the monk who was still chattering, and the bridge of his nose suddenly flowed blood, dyeing the sackcloth on his body red, and the sackling monk who was kneeling on the ground suddenly did not dare to say anything else, and after bowing his head, his face was full of resentment.

"A group of waste, one at the fifth level of Qi training, and two at the fourth level of Qi training, can't handle a miscellaneous disciple who has been promoted for less than a year," Bai Yi'an, who was originally sitting straight, leaned forward slightly, "Send them all to the hands of the bloody clothes, don't dirty my eyes here", the two people who had been kneeling on the ground trembled when they heard the word bloody clothes, but they didn't dare to have the slightest objection. Soon, a restaurant boy withdrew with the kneeling two.

After the two of them exited the restaurant, Bai Yi'an, who was still full of anger, suddenly calmed down, as if it was not him who was angry just now. I saw Bai Yi'an slowly stand up, put his hands behind his back, humming an unknown song and slowly pacing to the window, quietly looking at the starry sky, his face slowly showed a mysterious smile, "It's really getting more and more interesting, I don't know how far you can go." ”

On the other side, Xu Yao returned to the Zizhu Essence House in rags, sat down slowly, and silently began to recall this trip to the Poisonous Mist Swamp bit by bit. In fact, after Xu Yao was promoted to the fourth level of Qi training, although he didn't stop to enjoy anything, his mentality was more or less relaxed, and it was this relaxation that almost killed Xu Yao.

Now that Xu Yao thinks about it, the appearance of this task seems a little strange, this kind of task was at least once a month before, and he only went for half a day, and someone released this task, and it was not far from him, and he could take it off with his hand. Later, the three Mai monks chased and killed him, which also seemed very unreasonable.

Judging from the skills and net worth of the three Mai monks, it doesn't look like they can keep an eye on Xu Yao, in the eyes of outsiders, Xu Yao is just a lowest-level outer disciple, and he belongs to the kind that can't make a splash when thrown into the crowd, even if he kills a slightly more difficult Kaihua demon beast, it is better than killing Xu Yao to kill people and seize treasures, so the three Mai monks must have another purpose in chasing and killing themselves.

Xu Yao has been obsessed with cultivation since he entered the outer gate, and he has little contact with outsiders, let alone grudges with others, so thinking about it, Xu Yao's mind gradually appeared that Bai Yi'an and his party who had stopped him in the market before. Xu Yao's eyelids drooped slightly, and he silently buried this speculation in his mind, Xu Yao has never been a big-bellied person, not to mention that others have almost cut off their swords on their necks.

However, Xu Yao also knew very well that even if his guess was correct, Bai Yi'an was the mastermind behind the scenes, and judging from the energy he showed, his desire to find trouble was tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, so Xu Yao shook his head and temporarily drove these speculations out of his mind, and took out a talisman from his arms.

This talisman is Xu Yao after some recovery, the original way back from the body of the middle-aged monk in Mai to find out, its net worth, so that Xu Yao secretly stunned after the heart can't help but shout luck, if it is not for the fact that he saw the three monks in Mai after thinking that there is no reason to survive the frontal battle, he will run away wholeheartedly, if he is really entangled by it to show the means, it is one more Xu Yao, and it is impossible to escape.

Among them, there are as many as 600 light condensation qi pills, more than 10 condensing yuan pills, of which there are no less than 100 low-level magic runes, and there are more than 20 middle-level magic runes.

Among them, there are also some items that are obviously not the middle-aged monk, Xu Yao thinks about it is also not good, Xu Yao only takes the spiritual material spirit grass in it, and some talisman materials that cannot be seen to belong, and the others have all sunk to the depths of the poisonous mist swamp, in addition, the materials required for Xu Yao's task are also in reserve in this talisman, according to Xu Yao's experience, these materials are not collected in a batch, presumably there are also a few dead souls.

Thinking of this, Xu Yao's eyes narrowed slightly, and after thinking quietly, he didn't think about it anymore, straightened his body and began to meditate and cultivate.