On a cold stone bed, a young man sat quietly, this young man was naked, and his lower body was only wearing a pair of shorts to cover his shame.

There were two silver needles inserted symmetrically in the young man's mind, and most of the silver needles were exposed outside, and the two silver needles shook when the young man moved slightly.

The boy was covered in egg-sized spots, red, yellow, and some white with a similar skin tone, and looked terrifying.

Next to the young man sat a beautiful girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, who looked at the young man sitting on the stone bed without blinking, and her eyes were full of worry.

Who is this young man who is not Han Ming, at this time it has been dozens of days since he came to this cave in the mountain.

From the very beginning of his arrival here, he was asked by Hua Lao to drink a bottle of white yellow bile, and then he was asked to drink white yellow bile five times, and the number increased each time.

Every time Han Ming was tortured by the poison of white and yellow bile and was about to collapse, Hua Lao would feed him some antidote, and then ask Han Ming where he was numb, and then where he would put two silver needles.

It is also strange to say, although the amount of white and yellow bile drunk has increased, the pain that Han Ming has endured is constantly decreasing, and the place where Hua Lao applies the needle every time is constantly moving up.

This is the seventh time he has taken white yellow bile, this time he drank twelve bottles of white yellow bile, after drinking it, he felt full in his stomach, as if he had eaten a lot of snacks, which made him a little speechless, completely eating poison as food.

Not long after drinking the white and yellow gall, Han Ming had this kind of poisonous spot all over his body, he felt a little strange, this poisonous spot was different from before, could it be that he drank too much this time!

Han Ming sat on the stone bed, slowly running Na Yuan Gong, he had already discovered the characteristics of Na Yuan Gong, although Na Yuan Gong could not detoxify, but Na Yuan Gong could understand the distribution of toxins, and more importantly, although Na Yuan Gong's true qi was consumed, the amount of Na Yuan Gong's true qi would increase by a big step after detoxification.

Han Ming suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the beautiful girl sitting on the side: "Sister Nan'er, has it been an hour?"

Nan'er was startled by Han Ming's sudden opening of her eyes, but immediately her face showed joy, and her young master's energetic appearance was nothing.

"It's been an hour since the young master drank those white and yellow galls, young master, are you okay, do you want me to go to Hua Lao." ”

"I'm fine, the master has also taught me how to do it in the past few days, so don't bother him with the old man. Han Ming still respects Hua Lao very much.

Han Ming groaned slightly, then raised his hands without hesitation, pinched a silver needle on the top of his head with both hands, and then ran Na Yuan Gong, and pulled the two silver needles off his head with a slight lift of both hands.

After the silver needle was removed, Han Ming's face turned pale for a while, but soon returned to his normal color, he sat quietly on the stone bed, and began to operate Na Yuan Gong, carefully observing the toxins in his body.

An hour later, Han Ming was still sitting quietly on the stone platform, but at this time, the poisonous spots on his body began to slowly subside.

Han Ming opened his eyes slowly, his eyes were bright, and he let out a long breath of turbid air, as if he wanted to spit out all the accumulated stuffiness.

"I'm so tired from sitting, did Sister Nan'er come with a snack? I'm a little hungry. Han Ming touched his stomach and sighed in his heart, this poison really can't be used as food.

Han Ming walked down the stone platform and walked towards the stone room full of medical scriptures, he still had to hurry up and increase his strength.

Han Ming walked to the place where he had stopped last time, took a medical book from the shelf, and flipped it carefully, and Nan'er also walked in with a meal at this time.

Han Ming forgot the time as soon as he looked at the book, and before he knew it, another few hours had passed, and then Han Ming raised his head, rubbed his astringent eyes, and looked down at the medical scriptures in his hand.

Suddenly, Han Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, a little incredulous, he leaned the book in his hand in front of him, and read it carefully.

"Monkey wine!" Han Ming muttered to himself.

He put down the books in his hand and looked up to the side, only to find that Nan'er fell asleep on the bookshelf again, this can't be blamed on Nan'er, there is nothing interesting in this mountain, what else can Nan'er do besides sleeping!

Han Ming got up slowly, glanced at Nan'er quietly, and then walked out of the stone room with light steps.

He turned his eyes to look at Hua Lao's stone room again, and when he saw that there was nothing unusual, he went straight to a secret room, which was the stone room full of wine jars.

Han Ming entered the stone chamber and stayed for a while, and when he came out again, his expression relaxed for a while, as if he had untied some knot.

"Now you don't have to be afraid of being treated as a snack by Hua Lao, this kind of self-righteous problem will really have to be changed in the future!" Han Ming laughed at himself in his heart.

Han Ming raised his feet and walked towards the stone room where the book was kept, but he was halfway through when a hand slapped him on the shoulder.

Since the Nameless Technique broke through the second layer, Han Ming's sense of hearing, smell, and vision had become much sharper, and now that someone had come to his side, he didn't feel it at all.

"Apprentice, there is still a bottle of white and yellow bile here, don't waste it. Hua Lao stood behind Han Ming, looking at Han Ming with a kind face, his two eyes were black and white, and the strange green color before had long disappeared without a trace.

Han Ming turned his head slowly, his expression didn't change much, to be honest, he was taken aback, but Han Ming was very good at restraining his emotions now.

Han Ming secretly admired Hua Lao's skills in his heart, he was extremely envious of this kind of light skill that flew off the wall and came and went without a trace, but he never had the opportunity to cultivate.

"Okay, Master, I'll drink it. Han Ming took the white and yellow gall in Hua Lao's hand, raised his head and drank it directly.

He had drunk twelve bottles in one breath before, so how could he be afraid of just one bottle now!

"You are simply, you probably know my plan, I will not give you the antidote this time, this poison of white and yellow bile must be purified by your own body, if you succeed, you will be immune to white and yellow bile, this is the last time you take white and yellow bile." Hua Lao brushed the snow-white beard on his chest with one hand and smiled at Han Ming.

Han Ming was a little overwhelmed by Hua Lao's sudden kindness, but he understood most of Hua Lao's black and white pupils as soon as he saw it.

"Disciple must do his best!" Han Ming leaned over and bowed respectfully, he didn't want to provoke Mao Hua Lao, although Hua Lao looked kind now, but who knew when it would become cold and abnormal again.

Han Ming obediently walked to the stone bed where he usually lay down, then sat cross-legged on it and began to run Na Yuan Gong.

At this time, Han Ming was slowly thinking about his experience in the past year in his heart, he had a dreamlike feeling, and sometimes he even thought he was dreaming.

A year ago, he was a stunned boy in a wilderness mountain village, and what he did every day was to collect some firewood for his father to go up the mountain, learn carpentry, and help his mother with some chores, and his biggest dream at that time was to become a decent person like the shopkeeper of Ruyi Restaurant.

Until that time when he returned to his ancestral home, there was an accident, and it was this accident that changed his life and destined him to embark on an extraordinary immortal road.

Two months later, he obtained the nameless magic through the golden lock hidden in his chest, cultivated a wisp of cool qi in his body, and soon left the small mountain village where he was born and raised.

Later, he was forced into the desert by an old and weak lone wolf, and it took several months to get out of the desert, but because he accidentally ate the poisonous emperor grass, he was rescued by the Zhu family's convoy.

Because Hua Lao has taken Poison Emperor Grass and has a strong immunity to many poisons, he wants him to help remove the blood poison of Cecilia Cilia.

Now he was taken by Hua Lao to this impermeable cave in the mountains, eating poison as food in this semi-dim space all day long, and then taking the antidote when he was poisoned half dead, he never thought that his life would be so "colorful", everything was like a dream.

Han Ming always felt that he was in the hands of Hua Lao, he didn't like this feeling very much, he wanted to urgently improve his strength and get out of this situation.

Han Ming carefully analyzed his current strength, he had learned the external sword moves of the Huayuan Sword Technique, but this Huayuan Sword Technique was really useless, it was just a showcase.

He also cultivated the external sword moves of the invisible sword technique, but the internal strength of the invisible sword duel was too weak to be used in actual combat, but fortunately, he found that when practicing the invisible sword move or the Huayuan sword move, there would be unexpected progress in cultivating the internal strength of the invisible sword duel at the same time.

Although the whole body would ache after cultivating like this, after two weeks of running the Nameless Method, this soreness would disappear without a trace. Han Ming believed that as long as he could practice like this for a year or two, his martial arts would be able to catch up with the ordinary guards in Zhu Chiyuan.

He also practiced the Na Yuan Gong taught by Hua Lao, which should be regarded as a medical martial art, which can make people perform the mastery of silver needle puncture, and can also flick the silver needle dozens of zhang away, killing people invisibly, which is really powerful.

But without more than ten years of painstaking cultivation, don't want to kill people at all, at most you can use silver needles to treat some incurable diseases.

What Han Ming valued most was the nameless mantra in his mind, but he really didn't have much talent in cultivating this nameless duel, and his cultivation was extremely slow, but fortunately, the poison antidote that Hua Lao configured was extremely useful to his nameless mantra.

In the past few days, more than a dozen bottles of antidote have been swallowed, and his nameless mouth has been pushed to the peak of the second layer, and he is only one step away from breaking through.

"But this nameless mantra is really useless, and now I have a much better memory, a much bigger appetite, and a much sharper sense of hearing, sight, and touch. Han Ming sighed faintly

"The strength is too weak, it's too early to continue eastward, and the elder brother's poison hasn't been solved yet. Han Ming couldn't help but think of the somewhat arrogant senior brother in his mind.

Han Ming let out another long sigh, but immediately he perked up, and there was a hint of firmness in his eyes.

Han Ming checked the situation in his body slightly, and he found that the poison of white and yellow gall had disappeared cleanly, but this time he did not take any antidote.

"Immunized, it seems that one of these fifty-six poisons has been completed, and with the thirty-six kinds of Hua Lao fusion, then there are still nineteen kinds left, and two years should be more than enough!" Han Ming was lazy, stood up slowly, and walked towards the stone room where the books were placed, he still had to read more medical books, maybe he would be able to use them when he could.