Chapter 177 The Poison King Cauldron

Wang Lin's eyes flashed and he stared at the black stone bridge for a long time. In the past three days, he had been observing the stone bridge, and his footsteps were never stepped on it.

This gray world is empty except for this stone bridge.

Wang Lin was silent for a little while, waved his right hand back, and suddenly forty-two hurricanes suddenly dispersed and all stopped rotating. Instead, they turned into about tens of thousands of small beasts, spreading around with a bang.

Wang Lin slightly closed his eyes and sensed these little beasts through the second demon. As soon as the number of little beasts dispersed, they flew around. Only waves of howling sounds slowly faded away, and finally they were almost inaudible.

After a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes, jumped out, and flew towards the northwest. As he flew, many small beasts slowly moved closer from all directions, forming a hurricane behind him.

Not long after, Wang Lin paused and stopped. A stone tablet that was thirty feet tall appeared in front of him. The stone tablet was slightly red in color and emitted a demonic aura. Several small beasts were lying on the stone tablet, slashing their wings and making a buzzing sound.

After seeing Wang Lin coming, these little beasts immediately flew towards him and merged into the hurricane. Wang Lin looked at the stone tablet and saw three big words written on it - the way to return.

These three words are full of vicissitudes of life. Wang Lin looked a little and suddenly looked at the lower right corner of the stone tablet. After a while, he waved his right hand and suddenly a strong wind swept across. In the middle of the lime flying, a row of small characters appeared in the lower right corner of the stone tablet.

"I spent the land of land, conquered the beast king, and entered the road of no return. This place is more interesting, so I left a message. If later generations have the fate, remember to carefully consider the word "no return."

Wang Lin looked calm, but was shocked in his heart. The small words were exactly the same as the fonts he saw when he first entered the Black Tower of the Land of Land, and it was obviously written by the same person.

Judging from the meaning between the lines, the land of the earth is extremely simple for this person, and even the powerful Hurricane King of the Heavenly King can be subdued by him.

But in a second thought, Wang Lin narrowed his eyes. If what this person said is true, why is the Beast King still in the land of the earth? What this person said is mostly false. After all, the meaning of the word "conquering" is self-evident. Just one word "conquering" means following.

Of course, it is also possible that this person really conquered a beast king, but over the past countless years, another one has been born in the Land of Land.

Wang Lin was not interested in carefully distinguishing whether it was true or not. His eyes fell on the three words "No Return" and remained silent again.

After a long time, he turned around and flew towards the Black Stone Bridge, with hurricanes following behind him.

Back at the stone bridge, Wang Lin slapped the storage bag, and the demon Xu Liguo immediately came out. It stared at the hurricanes jealously and muttered in his heart: "Isn't it just that little brother is so great? I don't want to follow me in the future!"

Wang Lin pointed to the stone bridge, and the devil Xu Liguo was immediately energetic. This time, not only did he not have the same bargaining as before, but he was energetic. He glanced at Hurricane with squint eyes and said to himself: "Did you see it? The master of the evil star still likes me, otherwise, why wouldn't the second brother do such a thing?"

When he looked at Wang Lin, his face showed a pleasing look. Without saying a word, he flew towards the stone bridge. After flying far away, he had not encountered any danger. He turned around for a few more times before he flew back.

Wang Lin frowned slightly, stretched out his right hand, and a small beast flew out of the hurricane. The small beast lay on Wang Lin's palm, staring at Wang Lin tightly, motionless.

Wang Lin swung his right hand, and the little beast immediately flew towards the Black Stone Bridge. As soon as he took three steps, the little beast immediately trembled and stopped moving forward. Wang Lin's eyes were solemn, staring at the little beast without turning his eyes.

The little beast trembled and slowly turned around, his eyes showing a look of fear. At this time, the stone bridge under it immediately showed a whirlpool, swallowing the little beast in an instant, and then regained its normal state.

Wang Lin was silent for a little while. He knew in his heart that this stone bridge was the only place to pass through this road without returning. He pondered for a little while and once again urged several small beasts to fly to the stone bridge, but the ending was still the same.

However, Wang Lin noticed that if several small beasts fly together, the first one will only change. After it is swallowed, the remaining small beasts will change in turn, and so on.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed and he said to himself: "No return...No return... means that as long as you step forward, you can't come back..." He was silent for a little while, but still did not step rashly.

Instead, he sat cross-legged outside the stone bridge and took out two storage bags from his arms. One of them was black gold wire, which was the mysterious corpse in the cave where he secretly portrayed the magic of the gods in the Temple of War.

Unfortunately, there is a kind of power on this storage bag to prevent Wang Lin from exploring his spiritual sense, making it impossible for him to open it. Wang Lin knew that there was the other person's spiritual sense here, and he could only be opened after erasing it.

However, this spiritual consciousness was extremely strong. Wang Lin tried it a few times before giving up, but wrapped it with his own spiritual consciousness, so that this spiritual consciousness could not be connected with the outside world, thus reaching the point where he was not sensed by the master of this spiritual consciousness.

Although the king of spiritual consciousness is too strong but not enough, he can still hide his restraint and use his extreme spiritual consciousness to do so.

Another storage bag is the thing he just snatched from Meng Tuozi. The spiritual sense on it has completely disappeared, which shows that Meng Tuozi must have died.

Wang Lin sneered in his heart, and when he opened it, his eyes lit up. It is worthy of the accumulation of monks in the God Transformation Stage for thousands of years. In the storage bag, there are no less than 300,000 spirit stones alone, which are densely packed in the storage bag, and all of these spirit stones are top-quality.

What made Wang Lin's eyes even brighter was that there were two diamond-shaped crystals emitting halos quietly stored inside, which was the rare top-quality spirit stone.

Wang Lin was moved. Just these two top-quality spirit stones, this time, the risky snatch was enough.

In addition, there are some bottles and jars. As for magic weapons, there is only the small green cauldron that is broken in half. Apart from this, there is no other magic weapons.

After Wang Lin thought about it for a while, he immediately realized that Meng Tuozi had been trapped for many days and his magic weapon must have been used up long ago.

In fact, his guess was correct. Meng Tuozi had many magic weapons, and they were all above the Nascent Soul level, but they rushed out of the black tower many times in a row, causing a lot of damage to his magic weapons, especially when he broke out at the cost of more than ten substitutes of the spirit beasts, and threw them out in large numbers, even urging the magic weapons to self-destruct, which made him a bloody path. Unfortunately, he failed in the end.

It is precisely because of this that there is no other magic weapon in its storage bag except the Green Cauldron.

In addition to these, there were many jade slips left in his storage bag. Wang Lin took them out one by one and placed them on his forehead to check. The more he looked, the happier he looked. Most of the jade slips here were records of various alchemy, weapon refining and spiritual beast introductions.

These things are of great use to Wang Lin today. At least they will not be able to see the precious materials before, even if they see them, they will not recognize them.

Moreover, Meng Tuozi specializes in elixir and poison refining, and the jade slip in his storage bag has a detailed introduction to this aspect. Wang Lin has read it for a long time and his knowledge in his mind is more than a hundred times more than before.

In addition to these, one of the dark green jade slips attracted Wang Lin's attention. There is a set of martial arts in this jade slip, and the name of this martial arts is only one word, called Ming.

Let’s call it the Nether Sect. This Nether Sect describes a set of magical powers that can shock the world and the earth and cry ghosts. It uses poison to enter the Tao, and is divided into nine levels. According to the description of the martial arts, it is difficult to survive the cultivation level of the God Transformation Stage.

However, this set of exercises is extremely domineering. If you practice, you need to endure what ordinary people cannot tolerate and use various poisons to stimulate your body, so as to reach the state of poisoning in your body.

Moreover, unless you can practice to the ninth level of returning to nature, the body will excrete toxins and become a real ghost poison, and thus restore to ordinary people. Before you practice, the body will undergo various mutations, the most distinctive of which is that pustules will grow.

After reading it, Wang Lin was silent for a little while and gave up his plan to practice this technique. Meng Tuozi was covered in a foul smell, which must have been caused by practicing this technique. Although Wang Lin did not care about his physical body, the jade slip once said that the deeper the practice of this underworld, the more toxins in his body, there would be a certain possibility that the poisonous gas poured into the sea of ​​consciousness, thus losing his mind and becoming a living dead man who only knows how to kill people.

This is the real reason why he finally gave up on his cultivation. Wang Lin's eyes flashed. Although this technique cannot be practiced, there are many magics in it. If it is combined with poison, it can be used.

As for the poison refining, the jade slip that Meng Tuozi had experienced throughout his life had been carefully read by Wang Lin, and he was quite moved.

He took out the bottles and jars from the storage bag and identified them one by one according to some introductions in the jade slip. Almost all of them were poisons, and there was only one jade bottle containing the anti-virus pill that Wang Lin had taken.

Wang Lin saw this anti-virus pill in the jade slip that is of medium effect. Only by taking a poison with a mild toxin can the anti-virus effect be maximized.

Wang Lin put everything in the storage bag one by one in his storage bag, and then threw Meng Tuozi's storage bag on the ground. Then he picked up something and his expression became solemn.

This thing is Meng Tuozi's natal magic weapon, the small green cauldron.

Although this tripod was broken into two, there was still a huge spiritual power emitted on it, but this spiritual power was filled with toxins, especially the green mist that could kill the spiritual consciousness, which made Wang Lin extremely cautious when checking.

He knew that if the most precious thing in Meng Tuozi's storage bag was, besides the jade slip and the best spirit stone, it would definitely be this green cauldron. After all, this cauldron is the natal magic weapon of Meng Tuozi's cultivation stage of the God Transformation Period, and was sacrificed by him for thousands of years.

When he checked the jade slip just now, there was an introduction to the green cauldron. When the Ming Jue practiced to the second level, he needed to have a poisonous object in his body as a treasure that shocked the poisonous body.

This small tripod was originally an imitation of the legendary Shenbao Medicine King Cauldron. Although it was imitated, it was not bad in terms of materials compared to the real Medicine King Cauldron. The only difference was that the tens of thousands of plants absorbed the essence of the spiritual energy of plants and trees.

This cauldron was originally the treasure of a third-level cultivation country. It took Meng Tuozi hundreds of years to worship him in the mountain gate. Finally, he became the disciple of the head with his extraordinary talent. This was the opportunity to get close. Then he took the cauldron and killed the master, fled all the way to the sea of ​​demon cultivation, and used this cauldron as his natal magic weapon.

He forced a Medicine King Cauldron to be refined into the Poison King Cauldron. If he did not die, he would continue to practice to the ninth level of the Netherworld Jue. Although this cauldron is still incomparable to the legendary Divine Treasure Medicine King Cauldron, it is not far from that and can be called the real Poison King Cauldron.

Unfortunately, he died before he succeeded. By chance, this tripod now fell into Wang Lin's hands.

Wang Lin's mind echoed the description of this tripod on the jade slip, and was silent for a moment. If he also practiced the underworld skill, after he reached a certain level, he could swallow it and become his natal magic weapon. Unfortunately, Wang Lin no longer had the intention to practice the underworld skill, so this green tripod would be a little difficult to deal with.

If this kind of treasure cannot be used, Wang Lin is quite unwilling to give up and goes through many troubles. Isn’t it just to make himself stronger? Although this cauldron has not been effective in forming a baby, he is in such a dangerous place. If he can use the green cauldron, his chance of survival will definitely rise to a height.

Wang Lin's face was as gloomy as water. He looked up at the black stone bridge that could not be seen at the end. His eyes flashed. Without saying a word, he opened his mouth and spit out a crystal light. The crystal light flying sword immediately circled around and finally floated in front of him, emitting a cold light.

Wang Lin looked at Fei Jian, and his face showed a hesitation. Then he gritted his teeth and slapped his big hand on it without saying a word. The flying sword immediately trembled and made a sword sound. On the sword, thin blood-colored lines appeared.

These thin lines are the essence and blood condensed by Wang Lin when he was in Zhao State. Although the flying sword was shattered together with his body, the blood refining technique was extremely domineering and was engraved on the sword spirit.

This sword spirit was originally an invisible and spiritual thing, but for many years in Wang Lin's consciousness, he experienced the evolution of soul-devouring with him, so the sword spirit produced a trace of spiritual consciousness, which was preserved intact.

It was not until Wang Lin refined the sword embryo for it using the weapon refining technique of the Temple of War God that the flying sword finally completed the transfer of the sword spirit.

It can be said that this flying sword has made great achievements for Wang Lin and countless people died under him. Over time, the murderous aura in the sword spirit has accumulated more and more, and it has become a weapon.

Wang Lin's eyes were solemn, and his right hand slowly moved along the bloodstains on the sword's body from the air. As he waved his right hand, the bloodstains on the sword's body became redder and redder. Finally, the entire flying sword made a cracking sound, and it was split from the bloodstains and broke, turning into fragments and falling to the ground.

In the air, only bloodshots were left floating in it, and an illusory sword shadow appeared and disappeared inside it.

Wang Lin took a deep breath, slapped the storage bag, and the reactor flew out. He pointed to the green cauldron, and the two halves of the green cauldron flew into the reactor. The moment they entered, the green mist immediately wrapped the reactor, and bursts of squeaking sounds were made inside.

A cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, and he made several magic tricks in succession with his hands. He printed on the reactor through the green mist. The furnace body immediately moved and slowly rotated. Gradually, its rotation became faster and faster. Finally, the green mist wrapped around it was driven by it, forming a green vortex.

Wang Lin summoned his hand and the fragments of the crystal light flying sword on the ground were grabbed by him. He pinched one of them and stared at the rapidly rotating reactor. After a long time, he swung his right hand suddenly, and a piece of fragment turned into a crystal light and flashed away, accurately entering the high-speed rotating reactor.

The moment it entered, the debris immediately turned into liquid and merged into the furnace.

Wang Lin was silent, and his right hand shook his hand repeatedly. Within an hour, he threw all the fragments in. At this time, he slowly exhaled, and used his hands to exert a few spiritual energy, hitting the reactor.

At this moment, the speed of the reactor rotating was immediately twice as fast. Only a ball of rotating objects could be seen, and the details inside could not be seen clearly. The green fog vortex on it seemed to be still at first glance, but if you observe carefully, you will find that it is not motionless, but it is rotating too fast, which causes a false image.

"It's still not enough!" Wang Lin murmured to himself. From his spiritual sense, he could clearly see that the high temperature generated by rotation in the reactor was still not enough for the green cauldron inside. The green cauldron was just slightly red in color, but it did not melt.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, his mind moved slightly, and several objects immediately flew out of the storage bag. He didn't even look at it, grabbed one of them, swung his right hand and accurately fell into the reactor.

The moment the object fell into it, a blue flame suddenly emerged. Although the speed of the reactor was still the same, the temperature inside it suddenly doubled. The color of the green cauldron had completely turned red.

But there is still no sign of melting.

The thing that Wang Lin just threw away is a special weapon refining material in the Temple of War God. It is called bloodstone. It can produce high temperatures after spiritual power catalyzed.

If the bloodstone is still too large, it will not only not increase the temperature, but will cool down immediately. So Wang Lin threw out a few pieces again and then put them away.

At this time, the temperature of the reactor had reached a terrifying level, but the green cauldron was only red and still had not melted.

Wang Lin pondered for a little while, and threw out dozens of war god temple refining materials such as Zi Yueteng, Floral Stone, Blue Moon Wood. After he threw these things into the reactor one by one, a colorful smoke burst out with a bang, shaped like a virtual tripod.

After the smoke like a virtual cauldron appeared, the green mist vortex immediately dispersed, and finally it strangely disappeared from the radiant state, along with the dispersed green mist, quickly retracted and all retracted back into the reactor.

At this moment, the reactor roared, and gradually, a trace of cracks appeared from the outside. Wang Lin calmed down and stared at the small cauldron inside. He saw that the two halves of the green cauldron had begun to melt at this time, but the melting speed was too slow. If this progress continued, it was likely that the reactor would have broken and had not been completely melted.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and his right hand raised, and a blue flame floated in his palm. As soon as the flame appeared, the temperature around him immediately dropped. This was the yellow spring ice flame that formed after he practiced with the Yellow Spring Ascension Puncture to the Great Completed.

This ice flame has merged with the golden elixir in Wang Lin's body, and it can be said to be endless, but if it is used too much, it will still cause certain damage to the golden elixir.

So to this day, Bingyan is just a killer weapon and is usually not easy to use.

At this moment, seeing that the reactor could not bear it and was about to break, Wang Lin sent his right hand forward without saying a word, and the ice flame immediately flew out and quickly touched the reactor.
To be continued...