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Savage Mountain, Eight Desolation Palace.

Xiao Jing stayed quietly outside the hall, not only to ensure that he would not disturb Li Qingshan, but also to help at any time.

In the quaint and barbaric hall, Li Qingshan's eyes were wide open, staring at the Yuan Ying of the Ten Thousand Poison Ancestors, his body was full of monstrous aura, exuding a majestic momentum, and his eyes became bright red like blood, shooting out two strange rays of light.

The sleeping Yuan Ying suddenly moved, revealing a painful and unwilling look, although the physical will was suppressed by Shen Mengdie and sank into an unconscious dream, but it still resisted with instinct, and was proud of its unwillingness to surrender.

Li Qingshan's expression became more and more solemn, his thick eyebrows raised, a low whistling came out of his mouth, and a sound echoed in the Eight Desolation Palace, and the phantom of the tiger demon faintly appeared behind him, his fangs bulging out, and he was fierce.

Xiao An was a little worried, Yuan Ying is different from the soul, retaining most of the strength of a great monk, and it is also higher than Li Qingshan in the realm, although with the help of the Phantom Mirage King, this move is still very dangerous, and it is not so simple to transform it into a ghost.

However, high risk also means high reward, once successful, you can win the foundation of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, which is a better blessed land than the Savage Mountain, plus a set of mountain defense arrays, the value is immeasurable.

There is also a large part of the resources of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, and it is impossible for the Ten Thousand Poisons Ancestor to carry all the resources with him, otherwise once he retreats, the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect will not be able to operate, and there will definitely be a treasure trove in the sect. Moreover, there is also a large medicine garden, planted with many precious spiritual grasses.

As long as you get the allegiance of the Ten Thousand Poison Ancestors, you can swallow all the essence of a great sect that has been operating for thousands of years. And in addition to these external benefits, the Ten Thousand Poison Ancestor itself is the most important.

A great monk made them greatly strengthened, and made their plans in southern Xinjiang more smooth. At the critical moment, even if he can be ordered to blow himself up, the Fire Eater King will not escape death. Moreover, the great cultivators are generally proficient in refining medicine and refining weapons, and the Ten Thousand Poison Ancestors also have to add poison refining and Gu refining.

All of these benefits add up. Let Li Qingshan choose to gamble.

The sound of the tiger's roar reached the valley, and the ten cave masters had been summoned back, listening with their ears pricked up, secretly guessing what he was doing.

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"This Ten Thousand Poison Ancestor is really not easy to deal with, such a fierce confrontation is likely to make him wake up, and then things will be troublesome. ”

Li Qingshan frowned, although it was in his own territory and with all kinds of preparations. He will not be allowed to be broken into the sea of knowledge by the Ten Thousand Poison Ancestor again, but once the Ten Thousand Poison Ancestor blows up the Yuan Baby, he may also be seriously injured, and the Savage Mountain may be blown down, greatly damaging his foundation in Southern Xinjiang.

But there was no turning back from the bow. He tried his best, and the demonic light was extremely difficult, and a trace of it was soaked in the primordial infant of the Ten Thousand Poisonous Ancestors.

Time passed little by little, Yuan Ying struggled more and more violently, and seeing that it was about to be completed, Yuan Ying suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Li Qingshan with great resentment.

Look at each other!

Li Qingshan said secretly, "It's not good." His worst fears had happened.

Yuan Ying's eyes suddenly became misty.

The key to fighting for the tiger lies in this pair of tiger eyes, although the sleeping enemy has little resistance, but it is also impossible to look at each other. At this critical juncture. But on the contrary, the power of supernatural powers is exerted to the extreme.

The scene twisted and changed, from the dark belly of the mountain to the deep forest, and the air was full of miasma. The view from a little further away is blurred.

"How did I fall under the tree, no. Gotta go back quickly, it's too dangerous here. ”

A young man of the Wu clan said in a panic, although his face was painted with oil paint, his appearance was vaguely exactly what the Ten Thousand Poison Ancestor looked like when he was young.

When he tried to find a large tree to climb up, the wind picked up in the woods.

"How can there be wind here?" the boy looked in the direction the wind was blowing.

The thick miasma that had not dispersed for thousands of years suddenly spread out, as if the subjects were welcoming the arrival of the king, faintly revealing two red rays.

"Woo!" a fierce tiger roared, and the whole forest swayed, and the wind became more and more violent, completely blowing away the miasma, revealing a fierce tiger, whose fur was as red as fire, and which shone with oily light in the darkness, interspersed with colorful black patterns, and wrote the word "king" on his forehead.

When the tiger saw the young man, he came slowly, and the young man wanted to escape, but he was so frightened that he went limp. With a slight pounce, the tiger pressed him under his forepaws and stared down.

The fishy wind blew on his face, and the young man looked back in fear, and those red eyes were forever engraved in his soul.

......

Li Qingshan suddenly came to his senses, looked at his hands, and did not turn into tiger claws, "What happened just now, did you dream again?"

He dreamed that he was transformed into a fierce tiger, cruising through the dense forests of Wuzhou, and then hunting.

"Huh!"

Li Qingshan found that the Yuan Infant of the Ten Thousand Poison Ancestor had been dyed with a strange light, and looked at Li Qingshan with his eyes open, but there was no resentment and hatred in it, only obedience from the heart.

"Was that in the dream of the Ten Thousand Poison Ancestor just now? It seems that it was also a terrifying nightmare, he was disturbed by me, he woke up from the dream but was affected by the Tiger Demon Divine Power, and was pulled into the dream again, and my mind entered his sea of consciousness ......"

Li Qingshan guessed, and finally couldn't help but sigh: "In the end, it's still stained with the light of that crazy woman!"

He had personally tried the power of the Phantom Mirage, and her nightmare was obviously not so easy to get rid of, and the supernatural power of the Tiger Demon seemed to have undiscovered abilities.

He subconsciously touched his eyes, in addition to transforming his soul into a ghost, if it is used in ordinary battles, does it have the effect of deterring the enemy?

You don't have to let the enemy surrender directly, as long as you deter the other party, even for a moment, it may be the difference between life and death.

"The benefits of this nightmare have brought me a lot!"

At this time, the Yuan Infant of the Ten Thousand Poison Ancestor suddenly let out a baby-like cry and flew high, and his body emitted a round of blue light, illuminating the Eight Desolations Palace.

Li Qingshan stared at it, the primordial infant of the Ten Thousand Poison Ancestor quickly grew up, and finally turned into the appearance of the Ten Thousand Poison Ancestor, and when the blue light was gone, he fell in front of Li Qingshan again, knelt down directly, and said with remorse:

"My lord, please forgive me for the sin of disrespect of the old man!"

Seeing his sworn enemy become like this, Li Qingshan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, a smile rose on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't dare to believe it completely, for fear that there was fraud in it.

So he straightened his body and coughed lightly twice, "Old horseman, are you guilty?"

"Guilt, guilt!" Ten Thousand Poison Ancestor kowtowed again and again.

"Tell me what the sins are. Li Qingshan's eyes dispelled a little doubt, the great monk has his own dignity, and it is almost impossible to do such a thing.

"First of all, you shouldn't take advantage of the king's absence, sneak attack on Savage Mountain, let alone because the people were killed, you should have a grudge against the king, and then the king wants to kill the old man, he should stand still, let the king kill, and try to escape, it is even more of a crime, and death is intolerable......!

The Ten Thousand Poison Ancestor said a lot of flattery again, obviously the Ten Thousand Poison Sect has such a heritage, which made Li Qingshan feel embarrassed, and shouted: "Shut up!"

"Yes. The Ten Thousand Poison Ancestor immediately shut up and was extremely submissive.

Li Qingshan couldn't help laughing out loud, this battle was finally over, and there was a great gain.

The laughter rolled and echoed, faded away, and then turned into a long sigh.

Seeing a strong enemy who is fighting for life and death with himself become like this, although it is a very happy thing, but it makes people feel a little sad, the way of cultivation is cruel, and once it fails, it may be impossible to survive and not to die.

There was no point in retaliating again, and he was sure that the Ten Thousand Poison Ancestor had surrendered to the Tiger Demon Divine Power, so he said, "Get up!"

Li Qingshan asked the Ten Thousand Poison Ancestor about his state at the moment, and the Ten Thousand Poison Ancestor was worthy of being a knowledgeable Great Cultivator, and immediately gave an explanation.

Throughout the ages, after some great monks were destroyed in their bodies, Yuanying was never able to find a suitable body, so they would turn into ghost cultivators, and their strength was equivalent to that of the "Ghost King".

Of course, ghosts are not immortal, especially in the ghost cultivation of the Yang World, their lifespan may be shorter than when they were human, and when the time comes, if they do not return to the six realms of reincarnation, they will be scattered.

"Then how long do you have to live?" Li Qingshan hurriedly asked, the strongest junior brother who was finally called, don't burp in a few years.

"I've been practicing for nine hundred and fifty-seven years, and I originally only had a few hundred years left in my yang life, but now I've turned to ghost cultivation, so it's not necessarily. If you still act as in the past, then the longevity will be reduced by a hundred years, if you practice in the land of extreme yin, you can increase a lot, and if you have the method of ghost cultivation, you can increase it again. If it is in the Hungry Ghost Dao, it may be possible to live for thousands of years. ”

"A few hundred years is enough. ”

Li Qingshan waved his hand, turned over his hand and took out the Sumeru ring that he had snatched from the Ten Thousand Poison Ancestor, and with a flick of his thumb, it fell into the hand of the Ten Thousand Poison Ancestor.

Although he was searched by Ruxin, he mainly took the poison scripture medicinal materials, and nothing else was moved, including the magic weapon Qingyu Throne, which was returned to the Ten Thousand Poison Ancestor at this time, which could ensure that his strength would not be damaged too much.

The Ten Thousand Poison Ancestor bowed down in thanks and put the Sumeru ring back on his finger.

"In this way, how much strength can you recover?" asked Li Qingshan.

"Sixty percent. ”

"It's only sixty percent?" Li Qingshan was surprised, this was slightly more than he imagined.

"Suddenly turn to ghost cultivation, it takes a while to get used to, and when the time comes, it should be able to reach seventy, and the treasure of the town religion is destroyed, otherwise one more can be added, if there is a good ghost cultivation method, it may be able to recover to eighty or even ninety. ”

The Ten Thousand Poisons Ancestor stood with his hands down, respectfully and respectfully, like a loyal old butler.

"The method of ghost cultivation. Li Qingshan groaned, all he knew was the Xuanyin Sect, which should have a powerful ghost cultivation method, but he was now a disciple of the Tianlong Zen Academy, plus the elders of the Hidden Sword Palace, almost hostile to the Xuanyin Sect.

"I happen to know a good set of ghost cultivation methods that can restore his strength to ten, or even higher. Xiao An walked in from outside the hall.

Li Qingshan smiled with relief, almost forgetting her former identity.

(To be continued)