Chapter Fifty-Six: Hundred Poisons Refining Gu

After suppressing the fourteen king insects with all his might, he overdrew all his mana and sucked the Punishment Tablet into the Sumeru Cave Heaven again. Yang Fan, the www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" Pavilion, felt a wisp of sleepiness coming, and couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, now the inheritance in his mind, although there are spells like a sea of smoke, but the mana is too low, but there are few who can really use it.

Yang Fan, who was weak and weak, smiled bitterly and was carried back to the camp by Mu Luo, and without saying a word, he climbed into bed and closed his eyes to rest. And Song Jie, who had sent the charger before, came again at about half past three in the afternoon after not meeting Yang Fan, and left silently when he saw Yang Fan lying down without moving.

It's just that Song Jie didn't notice that when he left Yang Fan's tent, Mu Luo, who was hidden at the door, quietly observed him for a long time.

Yang Fan woke up at five o'clock in the evening, and when he woke up, Yang Fan drew a poisonous dragon talisman with his own blood, which was shaped like a poisonous dragon surrounded by many kinds of poisons, crawling on the paper, and then went to the house of the villagers of Dayangshu Village to buy a medium-sized new clay pot, and wrote a big town character on the lid of the clay pot with a dansha vermilion pen.

Putting away the talisman and clay pot in Sumeru Jade, Yang Fan went to the temporary canteen to enjoy dinner with peace of mind, and returned to his tent to recuperate alone under the gaze of Song Jie, who was full of resentment.

Time flies, Yang Fan, who closed his eyes and breathed, opened his eyes on time at eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, and the whole person was wrapped in a cloud of water vapor, looking for a remote place without people, and then flew into the mountains and forests like a ghost, and disappeared in the reckless mountains in a blink of an eye.

In the mountains and forests, Yang Fan ran among the trees like a spirit yuan, and soon went deep into the inaccessible primeval forests of the mountains. The trees here rise to the sky, and the dead branches and leaves on the ground are thickly stacked. Under the shade of the shady trees, even if you look up at the sky, you can only see a little hazy moonlight passing by.

Yang Fan quickly sorted out a place, opened a deep pit on the ground, opened the pottery irrigation bought from the villagers of Dayangshu Village and put it in it, and put the poisonous dragon talisman drawn by him with his own essence and blood in the pottery pipe, and then sat cross-legged on its side, chanting words at the talisman, and kept gesturing, and his hands rhythmically played out invisible talismans.

In the dark night, there was silence all around, only the dark red lines on the charm were still faintly flashing with a faint golden light, and the golden light changed into all kinds of insects in the air, exuding a strange aura. There was a faint sweet smell coming from the clay pots on the ground.

Soon, there was a slight rustling sound in the silent forest, as if something was slowly moving towards this side from far and near, if it weren't for Yang Fan's ear power, ordinary people would not be able to hear it at all.

Yang Fan was lucky, and at the same time cast a poison spell, suddenly a disgusting fishy wind blew, and Yang Fan's internal organs followed by a burst of restlessness like a river and a sea, followed by the sound of rustling behind him became clearer and clearer.

Yang Fan was restless in his heart, and cast a poison spell for the first time, Yang Fan was very nervous, and suddenly turned around, and was suddenly even more shocked, only to see countless snakes of all kinds rushing from afar behind him, extremely fast, as if he was fucking in a game!

Yang Fan had goosebumps all over his body, and he was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses, and immediately jumped on a big tree that was nearby, and the snakes ignored Yang Fan, and went straight under the tree and rushed straight to the clay pot.

Rustling!

Rustling ······

A sudden sound came from afar, Yang Fan looked into the distance, and even trembled suddenly, only to see countless black-backed centipedes dozens of centimeters long waving their tentacles and rushing towards his side, and where he passed, there was a burst of fishy stench!

Suddenly, the ground shook, a very slight but continuous tremor, as if there was a huge force shaking the ground.

"No, I'll be so powerful if I cast a spell that summons poisonous insects!"

When Yang Fan's gaze fell on a dark red and black thing in the distance, his face changed again, and he couldn't help but exclaim:

"Blood Ant !!"

It's obviously a mutated blood ant, otherwise an ant wouldn't be as big as a fist!

The two fangs that showed the corners of their mouths were as cold as the moon, glowing with a faint cold light! Everywhere they went, they were barren, not even a blade of grass was spared.

No way!!!

Hey?

Just as Yang Fan was about to stay away, he suddenly found that these blood ants did not sweep the places they passed by as usual, but just rushed forward to the place where Yang Fan buried the clay pot, just like those snakes and centipedes.

Yang Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's better for him to deal with a tiger than for him to run into this blood ant. He is a dense phobia, even more

You must know that where the blood ants passed, it was a barren area, and there would definitely be no living creatures alive, even if it was a powerful existence like a tiger at the top of the biological chain, it didn't dare to easily hit this fist-sized blood ant!

Finally, after the blood ants passed, countless poisons of all kinds came one after another, rushing in the same direction, among which there were even some guys that Yang Fan had never seen before, and they were covered with black and gorgeous poisonous light!

It was about a quarter of an hour before the ground finally calmed down.

I'm afraid there are no less than 100 kinds of poisons!

Gradually, a lot of insects and poisonous substances gathered around Tao Weng, including centipedes, spiders, mites, ants, poisonous snakes, toads and other poisonous creatures.

The poisons began to fight around Tao Weng, and when it came to the child, that is, at twelve o'clock at midnight, when there were only more than ten of the most ferocious and poisonous poisons left outside the Tao Guan, these poisons began to climb into the Tao Guan, and then fought again around the poisonous dragon talisman, and Yang Fan took out the king worm that devoured his Jingyuan Bead and became extremely fat, and threw it into the clay pot, covered it with a lid with suppression characters, and began the cultivation of alternating yin and yang in this primeval forest.

"Huh!" When Zishi finished cultivating, Yang Fan opened his eyes, opened the wooden lid, and couldn't help but let out a surprised sound when he saw that there was only a poisonous dragon talisman in the clay pot.

"It doesn't make sense!" Yang Fan muttered as he stared at the bottom of Tao Weng with a puzzled face.

The poisonous dragon talisman trembled slightly in the dark night, Yang Fan's eyes lit up suddenly, and then gestured towards the talisman.

Suddenly, a red-gold flesh worm appeared on the talisman, this worm is nothing else, it is the emperor insect, the appearance of this guy is very different from before, the end is not good-looking, as if some like mole crickets, and some similar to bullets, the whole body is covered with a layer of oil-red shiny carapace, like a piece of dragon scales, the two long tentacles on the forehead are even more golden, and they keep dancing, so coquettish.

"It turns out that you are hiding again, no wonder you can escape my eyes. Yang Fan smiled and pointed to the little guy who was lying on the poisonous dragon talisman to show off his might, and said to himself with a happy face.

After the joy, Yang Fan covered the wooden lid with the town charm, and then put away the pottery irrigation and went home.

It was four o'clock in the morning when he returned to the camp, Yang Fan did not go to bed, but took a knife and made a small cut on his wrist, put a small half bowl of blood in the pottery irrigation, and then went to bed to take a nap.

At six o'clock, Yang Fan got up on time to practice.

In the following days, Yang Fan not only practiced medicine and practiced with the medical team as usual every day, but also put a small half bowl of blood in the pottery irrigation every morning.

A week passed quickly, and the medical team had already penetrated more than 100 kilometers into the mountains. On this day, Yang Fan finally didn't bled again, and specially asked Li Nanshou for half a day off, and came to the old nest where he had collected the Emperor Worm before.

The Emperor Worm in the clay pot was at least five times larger than before, and its entire body was burning like a fire, and the six pairs of compound eyes and six single eyes on its head flashed bloodthirsty ferocity from time to time.

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth hooked up a cold smile, originally he didn't want to spend so much effort to engage in these side techniques, but he could fight with Shushan Liang Hui, and he was poor in donkey skills, so he was finally forced to start thinking about getting some things to defeat the enemy and kill the enemy.

"Why are you in a daze? Didn't you see that your worm talisman was about to be broken free by it, this thing is going to escape, and you will be dead next time! Hurry up the soul grafting ceremony!" heard Mu Luo's sweet and delicate voice in his ears, and Yang Fan quickly retracted his mind.

However, at this time, Yang Fan's nose twitched a few times, and he suddenly frowned:

"Why is the blood so strong?"

Mu Luo took a deep breath, and then asked suspiciously:

"Why didn't I smell it?"