The capsule moth was still raging in Qin Lao's enchantment, and the poisonous concentration in the enchantment was getting stronger and stronger, and the Tongbao Dao people were helpless.

If the chalk is not dead, it can be brought back to the sect and it can be taken out of the heart by a secret method without activating the activity of the cyst moth.

But the strange thing is that after all, the sac moth is the essence and blood of the legendary sac, and it can't even rush out of Qin Lao's enchantment, can it be said that Qin Lao's martial arts realm has entered the legendary step.

Thinking of this, the cultivators present couldn't help but feel admiration, entering the Tao with martial arts is a road of cultivating truth that has been isolated for a long time, and it is rumored in history that in addition to Jing Ke who assassinated the King of Qin, Bai Qi, the killing god who slaughtered 10,000 people, there are also Xiang Yu, Lu Bu, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and other people in the Three Kingdoms era, and they have never heard of people who preach the Tao with martial arts.

Thousands of hardships are not as bitter as martial arts, so for thousands of years, there have been fewer and fewer people who have used martial arts to prove the Tao, and even disappeared from the entire world of cultivation.

And now Qin Lao, who is sitting in the room drinking tea in front of him, is very likely to be a martial artist who proves the Tao with martial arts, not to mention the hard work of refining the body along the way, and the countless heavenly spirit and earth treasures wasted, what is even more terrifying is that when he breaks through the realm, he can only bear the baptism of the heavenly tribulation with his physical body, and he can't be like the person who cultivates spiritual power in addition to the physical body, but also can use the magic weapon to enhance the spiritual power to resist the heavenly tribulation.

Tongbao Daoist came back to his senses and faced the situation in front of him. Qin Lao didn't make a move, which proved that the sac moth had a level of poisonous mist, and he and others had a way to resolve it, maybe Qin Lao saw through that he still had the means to press the bottom of the box and didn't show it.

But the old Tongbao Daoist kept a hand just to prevent the Xuanmo monk, and Han Ge jointly snatched the capsule moth in the end.

There is no way, this capsule moth is one of the heavenly and earthly treasures that the head of his sect needs to break through the last step.

At this time, the little fat man who had been silent for a long time opened his mouth, "Seniors, originally the family heard that the ghost Gu was introduced into Huaxia, and specially sent the boy to catch the ghost chalk, and for this reason, the boy also brought the pill to prevent and control Gu poison, according to the appraisal of the treasure master in the clan, these pills can even prevent and control the legendary toxicity of the cyst moth." I don't know if a few seniors are interested in starting. ”

Jia Bi looked at this little fat man with a chubby appearance, but he didn't expect that in the face of Tongbao Daoren and others who could deal with all kinds of strange situations, he could still talk calmly and leisurely, what a great fat man.

Han Ge looked at Shang Jinkuang, "Merchant's boy, how can you prove that the pill you said can have the effect you said." ”

Shang Jinkuang touched the east and west beside him, "Where the hell is it, I remember I put it here, why didn't I have it, ah, it's like this." ”

Everyone was speechless for a while, and it turned out that the little fat man had put something in the crotch of his pants......

In the speechless eyes of everyone, Shang Jinkuang took out three pills from the crotch of his pants, took out a pill that glowed red from one of the pills and held them in his hand, and put the other two bags back into the crotch, "Seniors, you can be optimistic about how this pill is used." ”

Shang Jinkuang urged his spiritual power to walk out of the barrier laid by the Tongbao Dao people, and the poisonous mist was dispersed by the red light emitted by the elixir.

You can imagine that in the cyan poisonous mist in the sky, a little fat man is dancing outside with the pill in his hand, like a trafficker selling pills outside, but when this fat man walks there, the poisonous mist automatically gives way, "Seniors, you see that as long as you maintain a little spiritual power to urge, and then no matter how you move, the light emitted by this pill can protect your safety." ”

People just can't be too nervous, and they will be punished. Shang Jinkuang heard a loud explosion, and immediately rolled a few laps on the spot and rolled into the enchantment of the Tongbao Dao people, with a deep ravine behind him.

"Hoo ......"

Shang Jinkuang patted the dust on his body, and continued to sell if he didn't get up.

"Seniors, you have seen the effects of the medicine, as for how long it can last, it depends on how long your spiritual power can last. This pill is called the Pill of Poison Suppression. This is sixty years ago, the elders of our family took it out of a suspicious tomb of King Qin, which is also the only thing in that suspicious tomb, for which our merchant lost a lot of manpower and material resources. Originally, if I could catch the chalk and go back, my father wouldn't punish me, but if I sold it to my seniors, I would have to be punished a lot when I went back. I hope you don't treat me badly. ”

This little fat man was young, but he was a complete businessman, and when he spoke, he spoke very emotionally, sometimes passionately, but when he talked about punishment, he looked very pitiful.

When Shang Jinkuang looked at the Tongbao Dao people, his eyes glowed like seeing a treasure.

Monk Xuanmo looked at the appearance of Shang Jinkuang, and first asked the price, "This little benefactor, at what price does he want to sell, money or treasures." ”

Han Ge and Tongbao covered their faces with their hands, how could they buy things like this, they are all Buddhism absorbing gold, if it is true, they look like they are rich, they can't be reserved, wait for the quotation on the other side, they will be slaughtered very miserably.

Shang Jinkuang looked at the monk Xuanmo, "You are really a high monk, no, a holy monk, you have a vision, my asking price is not high, how about exchanging a pill for a five-hundred-year-old relic of your Buddhism." ”

Monk Xuanmo almost slapped it in the face, the price is not expensive, and the five-hundred-year-old relics can be regarded as extremely precious. The relics are like him, the masters of the Yuan Dan period consciously break through the hopelessness, and the death is incinerated by the relic, and the Buddhist scriptures are recited and blessed on the relics every day.

Year after year, with the boundless Dharma to bless their spirituality, the 100-year relics can increase the life of ordinary people by 100 years and suppress the ghosts and ghosts.

Three hundred years of relics can make ordinary people have the potential to become masters of the Yuan Dan period, and suppress a powerful ghost.

Five hundred years of relics can allow a Buddhist disciple like him to break through the half-step earth immortal, and wash the spiritual power of the person he takes, so that his spiritual power has the nature of purifying all suffering, but it is difficult to take half a step in his life.

For thousands of years, the relics have been either used to suppress demons, or the monks to whom the relics belong, and after the reincarnation and awakening, they can be taken back, and in time they can break through the realm and reach the realm of the earth immortals, but reincarnation is easy, awakening is difficult, and few people have awakened for thousands of years to take it back.

I have one on my body, but it is also just in case, and it is also the last resort to take the cyst moth, how can I take out the deal.

Monk Xuanmo's hand stopped in mid-air, and instead stroked Shang Jinkuang's head, "Amitabha, the little benefactor has deep wisdom roots and is related to my Buddha, so give me this pill and make a good fate." ”

Tongbao Daoist applauded, this merchant's kid is so tall that he can't afford it, and the Xuanmo monk is bargaining with Pangu's powerful open-heaven axe.

Han Ge spoke to Monk Xuanmo, "Monk Xuanmo, how can you do this, why don't you let me take out a hand-copied three-character scripture and buy a pill." ”

Shang Jinkuang held the pill in the palm of his hand, put his hands on his waist, and protected it stubbornly, afraid that these three masters would come directly to rob it.

"Seniors, you can't do that. I make a concession, as long as the value of the relics is not less than a hundred years, I will not sell the ninety-nine years. You're all masters, and you won't join forces to bully me, a powerless child. ”

This is also really daring to say, although Shang Jinkuang looks like he is only seventeen or eighteen years old, but his tonnage is there, and he has no power to restrain the chicken, but under pressure, normal adult men can't stand it.

"Amitabha, good, good, the little donor is really a good person, and the deal is done. ”

A golden light relic flew out of the sleeve robe of the Xuanmo monk and headed towards the Shang Gold Mine.

Shang Jinkuang grabbed it and threw the poison pill in his hand to the Xuanmo monk. This loss is also exquisite, the speed is extremely fast, but it falls into the hands of people but it is extremely smooth, and it is quite a bit of the shadow of the secret weapon of the Tang Sect.

Shang Jinkuang looked like he had lost a lot of flesh on his body, and he was distressed to death.

Tongbao Daoren and Han Ge waited for a long time, and the Xuanmo monks were already holding the poison pill and preparing to go out to show their strength, and they couldn't help but be a little anxious when they didn't see Shang Jinkuang preparing to make another poison pill.

Suddenly there was a thunderclap in the sky, and the clouds on the horizon were as black as ink, and they quickly blurred, and the whole world seemed to be surrounded by this darkness, the sunlight was gone, the buildings were gone, the sound of breathing was gone, and only a darkness that could not be reached out could be shrouded in them.