"Poison. 35xs," the old man said aloud. As he spoke, he took out an object from his bosom, which was a black pill, the size of a thumb.

"You want me to take poison?" said Ink Knife.

"It's not that I want you to take poison, but if you want to enter the country, you have to take poison. The old man said.

"What does taking poison have to do with entering the country?" Modao wondered, completely unaware of the connection.

"It's deadly poison. The old man began to explain to the ink knife: "If you see blood in your throat, anyone who eats it will definitely die." ”

"However, it does not poison those who enter the country. Because of the obsession in your heart, as long as you are sure that you will not die, then this poison is useless. ”

To put it bluntly, it is to use one's own mind to deny the fact that one's own poison has been poisoned. ”

"As long as you are obsessed enough, you will not be poisoned. ”

After listening to the old man's explanation, Modao suddenly had an urge to turn around and leave. Because what the old man said was nonsense in the eyes of the ink knife.

To deny the fact of poisoning with one's own mind? This is simply a fantasy.

It's just that Mo Dao felt that the old man in front of him had no reason to deceive himself, if he wanted to kill him, he didn't need to use poison at all, just use the situation he did to make him helpless.

However, to be on the safe side, Modao was still skeptical.

As if he saw that the ink knife didn't believe what he said, the old man said loudly: "It seems that you don't believe it, but it's not your fault." Because this method of entry is appalling, and no one has ever succeeded, I say that this method is dead. ”

"There are many people who know this method, but there is not a single successful one. No matter who it is, once it is poisoned, fear will swallow it instantly, and at that time, let alone arouse the obsession in the heart, it will be good if you don't open your mouth to beg for mercy. ”

"Do you want to enter the country now?" asked the old man.

"Is it true that you said that people who enter the country will not be poisoned?" said Modao.

"Of course it's true, but only those in the third layer or above will not be poisoned. The old man said.

"How many layers are you now?" asked Inkknife.

"Four floors. The old man answered the question of the ink knife, and then said, "If you don't believe what I say, I can eat this pill now." ”

"Okay, you eat him now. "The ink knife is exactly like this, since the old man has already guessed his purpose, there is no need to beat around the bush.

"Huh. The old man chuckled: "You are really suspicious. As he spoke, he swallowed the poison.

"Wait!" said the ink knife suddenly.

Whether what the old man said was true or false depended entirely on the poison. But is that poison real or fake? Ink Knife didn't know.

The ink knife needed someone to verify the authenticity of the poison.

"Are you afraid that this poison is fake?" Seeing the thoughts in Mo Dao's heart, the old man said aloud. "It's the first time I've seen someone as suspicious as you, and I guess that even if you enter the country, the obsession in your heart is only related to suspicion." ”

"It's not a strong situation. ”

As the old man spoke, he suddenly waved his hand, and he didn't know where it came from, and suddenly a man suddenly appeared in front of him.

Kneeling on one knee, his expression extremely respectful.

He was about to speak, but was interrupted by the old man.

"Ate it. The old man handed the poison to the man in front of him.

Slightly stunned, the man reached out and took the pill that the old man handed him. Then he glanced back at the ink knife, and there was a hint of hatred in his eyes.

But that hatred quickly disappeared.

After that, without the slightest hesitation, not even the slightest fluctuation in his eyes, he swallowed the pill in one gulp.

The moment he swallowed, the man shook violently and convulsed. After three breaths, he fell to the ground, and blood flowed out of all seven orifices, as if he had died of exhaustion.

"Now you should believe it. The old man asked aloud, facing the ink knife.

Mo Dao did believe it, and at the same time, Mo Dao was also frightened, the old man in front of him, who seemed harmless to humans and animals, was so ruthless and regarded human life as nothing.

And the man, knowing that it was poison, did not hesitate to swallow it.

"Now it's my turn. The old man saw that the ink knife believed that the poison was true, and took another one out of his bosom.

However, he didn't swallow it immediately, but looked at the ink knife and said with a slight sneer: "Aren't you afraid that this poison is fake?"

"You have no reason to lie to me. Ink Knife said aloud.

"Why didn't you say that just now?" said the old man.

Ink Knife did not answer.

The ink knife didn't say anything, and the old man didn't continue to ask, and then swallowed the poison in his hand.

Swallowing one, he didn't shake like the man before. Seeing that, his eyes suddenly widened, and the momentum on his body changed instantly.

For a moment, the ink knife felt the mysterious power again, and its body was unable to move again.

At this moment, the momentum on the old man's body was amazing, like a stormy wave, constantly pouring out in all directions.

Even the ground beneath its feet began to crack and shake.

If it weren't for the fact that he knew that there would be no immortals in this Absolute God Valley, if it weren't for the fact that the old man in front of him had already proved that he was not an immortal. Seeing such a scene, the ink knife must think that the old man in front of him is an immortal.

The momentum on the old man's body did not last long, and after a while, it returned to its original appearance. And the ink knife can also move freely.

The old man breathed lightly, a little sweat appeared on his forehead, and at this moment, he looked a little tired. But apart from the tiredness on his face, there was no other change.

Clearly, the poison did him little harm. 35xs

"Now you believe it. The old man said aloud.

"Is there an antidote?" asked the Ink Knife, and seeing that the old man was unharmed, he decided to give it a try.

"Of course not, if there is an antidote, I will not worry about my life and death, and if I don't worry about my life and death, how to use death to stimulate the obsession in my heart. The old man said.

With his head down, the ink knife fell into deep thought. After a long time, Modao said loudly: "What do you mean when you just said that even if I enter the country, it is related to suspicion and suspicion." ”

The old man saw that the ink knife fell into deep thought, and then suddenly opened his mouth, thinking that the ink knife had figured out whether to swallow poison or not, but he didn't want the ink knife to think that it had nothing to do with poison at all.

This made him a little disappointed.

There is one thing he didn't tell Modao, and that is that this method of entering the country by taking poison is not known to him alone.

Or rather, this method was created by himself.

But this kind of creation is not done randomly, but after a long period of thought, he added his own understanding of the environment.

It's just that no one has ever successfully entered the country using this method.

This disappointed him, but he never thought of giving up, and always believed that his method would one day succeed in getting people in.

That's why I'm so patient to explain to the ink knife.

It also has to do with his realm, because his realm is the true self. Stick to what you believe in and never change it.

Moreover, if Modao really succeeds in entering the country, then his realm will also be on a higher level.

"There are not only levels, but also types. In order to make his realm to the next level, the old man began to explain to the ink knife again.

"Like greed, like despair, like adversity, many, many, many. Skepticism is one of them. ”

"It's just that the suspicion is relatively weaker. As for what kind of realm is the strongest? ”

"Suspicion, greed?" Ink Knife remembered for a moment the stone tablet he had seen when he had just entered the valley. Many of these words appeared on that stele.

"Does that have something to do with the realm?" Mo Dao couldn't help but think like this, he remembered that at that time, when he entered the stone tablet, the words on the stone tablet were killing.

"How's the Killing Realm?" asked Ink Dao aloud.

"Killing?" the old man was slightly stunned, and for the first time, there was a slight change in his eyes, which had always been very calm.

"No one has ever been in such a situation, because there can be no one in this world who lives to kill. Even if you kill countless people in one shot, there is no way to kill the realm, and the most right thing is bloodthirsty. The old man said, "Why do you ask?"

Modao didn't answer, according to Modao's thoughts, if he entered the country, it should be related to killing, but Modao didn't say that since no one has ever had, once he has the realm of killing, he will inevitably be jealous.

It even caused death.

If he was outside, Modao didn't worry about this kind of trouble, but now it was different, he was just a mortal, and anyone who possessed the realm could easily wipe him out.

"Nothing, just remembering one thing. Ink Knife said aloud.

"What's the matter?" the old man asked, as if he didn't want to let go of the ink knife like that.

"Wordless stele. Ink Knife replied.

"I forgot about the stele. Hearing what the ink knife said, the old man suddenly said: "You have seen the stone tablet, and you must have seen the foreshadowing on the stone tablet." ”

"What was your foreshadowing?" asked the old man.

"That foreshadows have something to do with the realm?" asked the ink knife without answering the old man's words.

"You can say it's related, or you can say it's not. The old man said.

"How?" asked Inkknife.

"Answer my question first, what was your foreshadowing at that time? It can't really be a doubt, right?" said the old man.

"I forgot. Modao didn't want to lie, so he just said that he had forgotten.

"Forgot?" Hearing Modao's answer, the old man was first surprised, and then said: "That's right, I don't think you care too much about the words on the stele, even those people outside don't necessarily know the secret of the stele." You outsiders don't even care. ”

"What's the secret of that stele?" asked Modao aloud when he heard this.

"That's not what you're supposed to know. The old man said, "Do you want to take poison or not? If you don't take poison, learn boxing with me, and the three hours are almost up." The old man looked a little impatient.

"Give it to me. The ink knife said, the poison in the old man's hand. Ink knife decided to take poison.

Modao didn't know if he would succeed, but he decided to give it a try, and if there was one reason, it was that Modao had absolute confidence in himself.

"Did you really decide to take poison?" The old man was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect that the ink knife would decide to take poison so easily, without a trace of hesitation. Although Modao's decision was exactly what he expected, he still wanted to make sure of it.

"Really. Ink Knife said aloud.

"Okay!" Hearing the ink knife's affirmative answer, the old man snorted. "Don't worry, if you die, I will definitely help you avenge it, kill all those who hunt you down, and make your death worthwhile. ”

"If you want to get revenge for me, you should kill yourself first. The ink knife spoke, and swallowed the poison in the old man's hand in one gulp.

Swallowing one, the ink knife only felt that his eyes were dark, and his internal organs were as if they were burned by fire, and there was a heart-piercing pain. Lost consciousness in just a split second.

"I can't agree to this condition. The old man chuckled, and then looked at the ink knife with some nervousness.

He really hopes that the ink knife can survive, not only for the ink knife, but also for himself, in order to fulfill his wish.

Ever since he created this method of entry, this has been haunting him like a demon in his heart, making him no longer in the slightest progress.

At this moment, if the ink knife successfully entered the country, then his inner demons would be unraveled in an instant, and the level of the realm would also advance by leaps and bounds.

"Where is this?" Inkknife opened his eyes and found himself in the midst of darkness, an endless darkness that made him unable to see anything.

There is only darkness in front of you, a darkness that seems to be swallowed up by light.

"You're finally here. Suddenly, a voice rang out, and it was so ethereal that it was impossible to tell where the person who made the sound was.

"Who are you. Modao asked aloud. According to what Modao thought, he thought that he would go to that sea of blood after losing consciousness, because it was his consciousness space.

Here, this is the first time that the ink knife has arrived.

"I am the knife in your hand. The voice replied. As the words fell, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air.

It was a man, dressed in shabby black, with long hair, a light face, no more than twenty years old, with only an indifferent expression on his face, only a pair of eyes, flashing with endless killing intent.

When he saw this person, even the ink knife was stunned, because the person in front of him was exactly the same as him, and even his demeanor and eyes were not bad.

The moment he saw this person, Modao even thought that what was in front of him was a mirror.

"You shouldn't be here. The man spoke.

"Why. Ink Knife asked.

"Because you will know secrets that you can't know, and those secrets will kill you. ”

"No one can take my life, since you are the knife in my hand, you should also know that I can be reincarnated. Ink Knife said aloud.

"This time is different, if you know all the secrets, he will definitely not let you reincarnate again. ”

"Who is he?" asked Modao.

Either shake his head, the man didn't say, but stretched out his two fingers and pointed at the forehead of the ink knife.

Seeing that the man suddenly moved, the ink knife wanted to withdraw and dodge, but found that he suddenly couldn't move again. Unlike when he faced the situation, this time he didn't even feel his presence.

It was as if the soul had been pulled out of the body.

And the man's two fingers also dotted on the forehead of the ink knife at this moment.

In an instant, the ink knife saw a huge hand, unimaginably big, the whole world, under that huge palm like a drop in the ocean.

Directly below that hand was a palace floating in the air, and the palm seemed to be taking something out of the palace.

The ink knife wanted to see what it was holding in that hand.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of snorting in the void, and in an instant, the ink knife returned to the darkness.

(End of chapter)