Insect masters, like poisoners, are special branches of the pharmacist group.

A poisoner is a pharmacist who specializes in the study of poison, whether it is treatment or killing, and is mainly poison-based. As for insect masters, a group of people in the pharmacist group who specialize in how to rely on the elixirs they refine and special means to influence and control insects and monsters to achieve the purpose of healing or killing opponents.

When the insect master arrived in this ghost scorpion desert full of ghost-faced poisonous scorpions, it was like arriving at the home field. For them, the scorpion swarms that ordinary cultivators talk about cannot pose a threat to them at all. If you are a little more clever, you can even effortlessly play with the scorpion swarm.

"There are no insect masters in the Ghost Scorpion Desert. Lu Daosi said in a low voice, "Boss, if it is really the hand of the insect master, it should be from the capital." ”

"So sure?" Ling Hao asked.

"The number of pharmacists in the Great Chu Dynasty is very small, and the number of insect masters is even smaller. Lu Daosi said, "I heard my teacher say that the vice president of the Great Chu Military Academy in the north of the capital is a clever insect master, and all the insect masters of the Great Chu Dynasty have basically received his guidance, and all of them are in the capital. ”

Ling Hao's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.

Lu Daosi noticed the change in Ling Hao's eyes: "Boss, what's wrong?"

Ling Hao said: "Think about it, if the rioting scorpion group encounters a team like ours that set off from Mozhu City and rushed to that tomb, what would the result be?"

Lu Daosi smiled bitterly: "What else can there be, if it weren't for the boss you, we would definitely be eaten to the point that there would be no scum left." ”

"If the scorpion group continues to riot, then the team of cultivators who choose to go to the tomb from this direction will most likely end up like this. Ling Hao said, "In this way, how many people will be killed by the scorpion swarm?"

"Thinking about it further, if that insect master didn't just attack this group of ghost-faced poisonous scorpions, but caused a riot in all the ghost-faced poisonous scorpion communities around the tomb, how many people would die?"

Lu Daosi suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

If it was really as Ling Hao said, how many of the cultivators who set off from Desert Pearls City and other cities in the Ghost Scorpion Desert could have arrived at Yang Tian's tomb alive?

That insect master is really ruthless!

"What is being said now is just speculation. Ling Hao said, "The top priority is to cure these ghost-faced poisonous scorpions. Because that's the only way we can get out safely. ”

"Not only that, but we need to get rid of the poison in their bodies and make them resistant to it. In this way, if the insect master still wants to use them to attack the Terrans, it will not work. ”

"A place like the Ghost Scorpion Desert is easy to be targeted by insect masters, because in their opinion, these incredible numbers of ghost-faced poisonous scorpions are a good tool for them to achieve a certain goal. Ling Hao said, "And the stinging is scattered, and almost all the poisons used by first-level to third-level insect masters against demon beasts can be cracked. ”

Lu Daosi suddenly felt a little incredible: "Really?"

Ling Hao nodded.

In his previous life, because of the invention of this shock, he was directly blacklisted by the Mainland Insect Master Guild. The reason is that the sting has smashed the jobs of all the first- to third-level insect masters.

This is a strange and sufficient reason.

Later, the best president of the Mainland Insect Master Guild went to Zhenjun Mountain to play tricks with the Divine Ghost Military Dao Master, and the Divine Ghost Military Dao Master ordered to hand over the prescription of the stinging powder to the Mainland Insect Master Guild for cracking, and agreed that within five hundred years, the stinging medicine prescription should not be passed on.

More than 600 years have passed, and the agreed time limit has long passed.

I don't know if the people of the Mainland Insect Master Guild have researched the poison of the insect master who can ignore the sting.

"The prescription is given to you, use it well in the future, whether it is for you or for the Lu family, it will be good. ”

Lu Daosi understood the meaning of Ling Hao's words, nodded heavily, and bowed to Ling Hao very solemnly.

If Lu Daosi mastered the refining of the stinging scatter, not only would he not have to be afraid of the first- to third-level insect masters in the future, but he would also be able to have a good relationship with the real kings of the ghost scorpion desert by defending the ghost-faced poisonous scorpions in the ghost scorpion desert against the insect masters. In this way, in the future, the Lu family can almost walk sideways in the Ghost Scorpion Desert, so why worry about not developing?

In a specific environment, the human race and the demon beasts are interdependent and mutually beneficial, which is the real development path that can be sustainable for a long time. This truth has been well confirmed in various parts of the mainland.

It wasn't until dawn the next day that Ling Hao healed all the ghost-faced poisonous scorpions in the scorpion group that needed healing, and handed over some of the stinging powder that had been refined to the white ghost-faced poisonous scorpion named Jin Feng.

Jin Feng had already learned from Ling Hao that the insect master had killed a large number of his clansmen. It also fulfilled its promise, not only agreeing to let Ling Hao and his party leave, but also asking to escort Ling Hao to the place where the tomb was, and the title of Ling Hao also became "my Terran friend".

Ling Hao declined Jin Feng's request for escort and set off again with the Lu family.

After traveling unharmed for two days, Ling Hao and his party finally arrived at the area where Yang Tian's tomb was located.

It was a huge valley deep in the desert. Geologically, a long time ago, this should have been a very wide and deep river.

From a distance, a building that still looks like a new creation even after hundreds of years, and the light that is being released by the silver and purple sigils at this moment lies quietly there.

That building is the heart of the tomb.

And around that building, there are sculptures, steles, altars, and other things that are often seen around tombs. Even after hundreds of years

Although there were cultivators around, the number was very small, and there were only three teams, and the total number of people was only forty. And everyone is hanging the lottery, and the mental state is not very good, obviously experiencing a vicious battle.

Lu Zhen told Ling Hao that the three teams were all prominent families from other cities. Judging from the wounds on their bodies, it is estimated that they were all on the way here, and they also encountered a riotous scorpion swarm.

Lu Zhen knew the leaders of the three teams, exchanged glances with Ling Hao, and then went over to say hello, and asked the cultivators in his team to send them food and pills, and told them about the scorpion riot caused by the insect master.

Ling Hao helped set up camp and threw the panda into the camp, then walked towards the location of the tomb.

He had no interest in the altar and the sculptures, he knew at a glance that it was just a mere ornament. And those sculptures, all carved are Yang Tian himself. What made Ling Hao feel speechless was that this guy actually deliberately made his sculpture heroic and handsome, which was far from him.

What really cared about him was the stele forest.

On the huge stone tablet at the front of the stele forest, the four big characters of "Yang Tian's Tomb" are clearly inscribed, as well as the family crest pattern of the Yang family in Yunhengling. Ling Hao just glanced at it and knew that it was carved out by Yang Tian himself with a knife.

In addition to this huge stone stele, the other stone tablets in the stele forest are basically some nonsense made up for the sake of façade.

Among them, there are only two stone tablets, one side records the complete Guiyuan sacrifice method, and on the other side of the stone tablet, there is a combat skill of the Yang family called "Bingjiao Sword Technique", which is not low-grade. But except for the Yang family cultivators, no one could cultivate.

Ling Hao smiled warmly and said softly:

"You're a chicken thief as always. ”

After that, Ling Hao began to copy the seemingly messy symbols on many stone tablets.

Those symbols, in the eyes of others, may only be decorative patterns, but to Ling Hao, they are the only thing worth noting in this forest of steles.

That's the code text unique to the Divine Ghost Army!

Moreover, it is the kind of intermediate-level code text that only the gods and ghosts of military Dao cultivators with military rank above the rank of lieutenant can understand.

Obviously, Yang Tian engraved the code text on the stone tablet and combined the stone tablet into a military formation, the purpose of which was to let the cultivators who were also at the rank of captain or above the rank of captain decipher it, so as to know the information he left behind.

Yang Tian, what exactly do you want to say?

After that, Ling Hao returned to the camp and began to decipher the array of codes.

(End of chapter)