The smell of black poppy grass was smelled from the Xingqi Pill, and cold sweat was already seeping out of Xu Yan's hand holding the porcelain bottle.

The action of Lijia Village to chase the barbarians alone aroused Zhuo Tianying's suspicion. Xu Yan did not expect that the leader of the Ghost King Sect could do so in order to control himself, so he could use the Xingqi Pill mixed with Wupeng Grass to deceive himself into submission.

Zhuo Shaoyu's advice was perfunctory by Xu Yan in the name of having enough to keep it as a midnight snack. He knew it was a terrifying poison, but how could he eat it now? When he returned to his residence, even if a group of people were staring at him, Xu Yan was preparing to escape from the Ghost King's Sect before having midnight snack.

He couldn't bear this fatal late-night snack.

Xu Yan's behavior of protecting the porcelain bottle was indeed vividly interpreted. He pretended to be very vivid when he grabbed it. The other Taibaos would not take it seriously while jealous. They all looked at the seventeenth brother who had left the luck with no luck.

The Taibao didn't say anything, and Zhuo Shaoyu seemed to have forgotten the elixir in Xu Yan's hand, but some people didn't buy it.

"Your elder brother is right. Shi Jian, eat it now."

Zhuo Tianying picked up the wine glass, looked at Xu Yan calmly, and said, "Didn't you see that your brothers are jealous? Let's take medicine while you are here for your father."

Just take medicine, Xu Yan's heart is like falling into an ice cave!

The sixteen-year-old Taoist priest has experienced quite a few since he left Chengyun Temple. The demons in Yuanshan Village danced around and the rouge of Meixianglou. Xu Yan's mentality is also sometimes happy and sometimes helpless in this world called the world, sometimes cold and sometimes compassionate. However, this sudden disaster finally made Xu Yan feel helpless.

No matter how high your mind is, it cannot cover up the youthfulness of youth. Not to mention a half-old child, even those old people in the world may not be able to deal with this situation.

Just because the strong man you are facing is not a warrior, but a practitioner in the foundation-building realm!

The coldness in his heart completely touched the violence in his heart. There was an unconcealed coldness in Xu Yan's eyes. Fortunately, he always lowered his head and stared at the porcelain bottle in his hand. No one could see it. Otherwise, once Zhuo Tianying saw the coldness in his eyes, he would inevitably be more suspicious of him.

"Entertainment Father..."

The moment he looked up, the coldness in Xu Yan's eyes completely disappeared, replaced by a honest expression. Before he could say a perfunctory word, Zhuo Tianying's face had already sunk.

“Take the medicine.”

Zhuo Tianying interrupted Xu Yan, and said two words coldly, his eyes becoming more sharp and cold.

Can't escape...

Xu Yan sighed silently, and said nothing more, poured out the Qi-Ping Pill from the porcelain bottle, and under the gaze of the other Taibao, he opened his mouth and swallowed it.

"Congratulations to my seventeenth brother for taking the spiritual pill." The Eighth Prince bowed and smiled.

"I think the four congenital meridians at the age of sixteen are likely to break the five meridians before the age of twenty. The master of the six meridians is just around the corner." The Twelve Taibao was amazed.

"Training hard is the true meaning of martial arts. Lao Qiqi, you must be more diligent in the future. Don't always eat, sleep, and eat like a pig all day long." Yang Ge, the second wife, smiled and scolded.

"Brother Seventeen, let's see who breaks the six meridians first!" Yang Yi, who was jealous, clenched his fists and said. He was the youngest, and his words made other Taibao laugh.

After making a bow, Xu Yan thanked a group of brothers for their praise and sat back on his original position, but this time he was not eating anymore, and it seemed that he was really full.

The banquet continued, and the servants carrying wine and food kept shuttled around. The sect leader and the Taibao celebrated, how could they eat and drink casually? Wine is good wine, and the dishes are even more delicious. Not only are the wine and food rich, but the dancers and singers raised by the Ghost King Sect performed one after another. The thin gauze could not cover the moving bodies. For a moment, the hall was fragrant and the shadows were filled with radiance.

Looking at the dancer intently, Xu Yan looked a little stupid at this time. If someone was by his side at this time, he would notice that his breathing became very slow and long, and he didn't move at all, as if he was asleep.

Xu Yan was not asleep. He just tried his best to suppress various functions of his body. Only in this way can he slow down the speed of Qi Dan being absorbed to the greatest extent.

The warrior practices the body and qi, but he cannot control his internal organs. Although Xu Yan broke the fifth meridian, he could not control his internal organs and did not absorb the medicinal power. Therefore, he could only use the meditation that is close to the ethereal state to slow down the absorption of the medicinal effect.

Taoist people often meditate. This kind of meditation can regulate the body and mind and calm the mind. Not only will the breathing be similar to when you fall asleep, but the blood flow in the body will become slow.

Xu Yan has lived in Taoist temples since he was a child, and meditation is his daily compulsory course.

"There is natural things without trouble. The body is safe when you are hung up and hunched, the body is empty, the body is autistic, the body is lonely and speechless..."

While reciting Taoist scriptures in my heart, Xu Yan was like an old monk who had entered into meditation, with a dull look and an empty mind. This state lasted for half an hour before slowly waking up.

No matter how empty sitting in meditation is, it can only slightly delay the absorption of poisons. Xu Yan’s real purpose is to delay this period of time. After he goes back, he will find another way, at least he must spit out the pills he has taken.

Half an hour of companionship was enough. When Xu Yan was about to make an excuse to go back to sleep, Zhuo Tianying, who was full of alcohol, did not let him go. He smiled and said, "I am happy for my father today. Children are having three drinks for my father!"

Zhuo Tianying raised his wine glass, and the other Taibaos naturally accompanied him. Xu Yan was helpless and wanted to pretend that he didn't hear it, and a sound came from above again.

"Zhi Jian, today's great hero is you. It's better for others to have three cups, but you need six cups." After Zhuo Tianying said that, he came to fill Xu Yan with a glass of wine and drank it dry in one sip.

Since they couldn't delay, Xu Yan had to drink another six glasses of wine like bitter water. This was not the end. Zhuo Shaoyu and Yang Ge also pulled Xu Yan one after another. Xu Yan, who had originally planned to leave as soon as possible, could not leave at all.

After half a night of craziness, the banquet did not end until midnight.

Xu Yan returned to his residence with a drunken affair and sighed as he passed the big locust tree in the yard.

The fate of his seventeenth Taibao is probably the same as that dead ghost Wen Taibao, who can't escape the tiger's mouth.

There was no light in the room. Xu Yan sat in the dark, looking at the cold moonlight outside the window, his slightly drunk eyes began to become clearer and colder, until a gaze that seemed to be able to freeze the metal and iron appeared.

The medicinal effect of Qi Xing Dan has appeared. Xu Yan could feel that the qi and blood in his body became more and more abundant, and his whole body seemed to be full of strength. If there was no black poppy grass, Xu Yan would have taken this opportunity to practice hard.

No matter how abundant the qi and blood were, it could not melt the coldness in my heart. Xu Yan's hands were bloodless, and his pretty face gradually became ferocious in the darkness.

"Ghost King Sect... Zhuo Tianying... Eighteen Grandmasters!"

The heavy whisper was like a whisper from the ghost realm. Xu Yan, who was deeply trapped in death, let out an irresistible roar: "Since you want me to die, let's see who will die first!"

The devil who once ravaged the Yuanshan Village once again appeared in Xu Yan's heart. This time it was not for the innocent girl, but for Xu Yan himself.
Chapter completed!