Su Qi woke up suddenly and quickly looked inside at the bloody ribbon in his dantian. When he found that it was still there, he breathed a sigh of relief.
I didn’t expect that the bloody ribbon also has a name.
"Bah, bah, bah..."
Su Qi climbed out of the poisonous pit and spat out a mouthful of black soil.
On the palm of his left hand, a small black spot appeared at some point. It felt like a mark left after poisoning without detoxification, but Su Qi's eyes widened with a look of disbelief.
After the mass death caused by the lack of antidote in the previous life, both good and evil invited the medicine sage from the Medicine Mountain to come out. Although the antidote was still not available, there was an effective way to relieve the disease and many unconfirmed hypotheses.
Su Qi relied on monkey wine to relieve the poison in Jiumei's body, and used an unconfirmed hypothesis according to local conditions. Although the disadvantage was amnesia, there was still a way to retrieve the memory as long as he was alive.
Among these hypotheses, there is a simple, crude and impossible hypothesis that has attracted countless desperate people to try it. As a result, all of them died tragically without exception and turned into a jar of thick water.
This hypothesis is that repeated poisoning causes the body to develop resistance to the drug, and eventually becomes a non-resolving antibody.
Once successful, almost all poisons will be invulnerable and all poisons will disintegrate.
According to the medicine sage's speculation after describing the success, there is an extra black dot in the palm of the hand. The rounder the black dot is, the more times it has been tried, and the smaller the black dot, the greater the body's resistance.
Just as Su Qi climbed out, the black spot suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.
"Tianyao Wushuangti?"
Su Qi covered his mouth, fearing that the Medicine Sage would hear him.
Medicine Saint is the most terrifying immortal emperor that Su Qi has ever come into contact with. He is a person who combines absolute calmness and absolute madness.
He can be kind enough to cure good people, or crazy enough to test poison on evil people.
And sometimes he would cut off his own flesh and raise poisonous insects and poisonous flowers, just to make the poisonous insects grow into what he wanted.
When the Medicine Sage mentioned the 'Unparalleled Body of Heavenly Medicine', the madness in his eyes was almost visible to the naked eye. Su Qi was standing next to him at that time, his heart pounding, which was scary.
He had no doubt that if he walked into Yaosheng Wanli's sensing range without fear of death, he would be kidnapped by that crazy man and then suffer a horrific life of imprisonment in Bu Yao Mountain.
"I will never enter the Medicine Fairy Forest in this life."
After making up his mind, Su Qi immediately used his own blood to detoxify his disciples.
The 'Tian Yao Wushuang Body' can cure all poisons in the world, and the third disciple's complexion recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Musheng's mouth was tattling, and he looked like he still had something to say.
Iron Hammer stared at his master's restored palm and fell into deep thought.
Bingyu asked directly: "Master, your blood smells so good, even better than the poison just now."
"Okay, stop talking so much, come back with me, and take away the loot that should be ours."
Tie Zhui shook his head and said: "Master, you smell so good. We need to distract our attention. There should be a follow-up to the story about that young master."
Su Qi used the space cutting array to bless himself, and used 'Blue Star' to cover the smell. Only then did the eyes of the three disciples return to normal.
Su Qi breathed a sigh of relief. As long as this situation lasts for a while and the effects of the medicine in his disciple's body have completely dissipated, he should be much better.
"The young master became a sword spirit. When he woke up, he found that the evil spirit was staring at him. The original sword spirit turned into a monster with overwhelming resentment. Just when the young master was shivering, the evil spirit discovered the stranger on the lake and killed him.
Drag him into the water and take his body."
"The evil spirits were at large and thought they had gained freedom. However, due to certain rules of the secret realm of the sword demon, they could not leave. They could only linger in the secret realm and eventually became the sword demon who longed for living things. But what he didn't know was that he was not
Not the first sword demon, but the last one."
"Perhaps no one can adapt to a deep and terrifying environment, let alone stay there for ten years, a hundred years, or even a thousand years. So one sword demon after another was born, but the rich businessman has a disease since he was born.
This disease allowed him to continuously feel the joy from the deepest part of his soul inside the magic sword, making him seem to be fully satisfied."
"In the end, the demon sword that was originally used to kill evil gradually turned into a fairy sword that was both good and evil, so much so that the original sword demon didn't dare to go near that lake anymore."
While talking, Su Qi and others had arrived at the big oasis.
Then he saw the evil cultivator wandering on the edge of the oasis. Su Qi stepped forward and blocked his way: "Slaying the spirit, right? Keep my sword demon command and don't force me to tell you about your nonsense."
Tu Ling gritted his teeth. Even if he was the Holy Son of Disha Sect, he would not dare to provoke the young lunatic in front of him.
Although this person looked like he was only at the second level of Yueshan, his master told him that if this person could speak nonsense in front of a powerful true immortal, he was either very bold or he had someone to rely on.
Finally, the master said that as long as you go out of the secret realm and see the life and death of the two snakes, you can judge whether this person is arrogant or really has strength.
Tu Ling was in a dilemma. Now he didn't know whether the two snakes outside were dead. What should he choose?
If it were normal, Tu Ling would have drawn his sword and chopped him up. No matter what kind of saint he was, he would have beaten him first. But facing a lunatic crazier than him, he would have done nothing if he didn't do it. Once he did, he would
It's not like you can stop just by saying stop.
"The Sword Demon Token is mine."
Tu Ling's face was ugly. The Sword Demon Order he obtained based on his strength could not be given away for no reason.
"It seems you don't want to give it to me anymore, so don't force me to embarrass you."
Su Qi chuckled and said: "As we all know, heaven and earth are divided into yin and yang, and all things are in harmony with each other. However, you like Tu Ling..."
"Stop talking, I'll give it to you!"
Tu Ling's face instantly turned pale, and he handed over the Sword Demon Token directly.
Su Qi laughed and grabbed the Sword Demon Token, but Tu Ling used all his strength. Su Qi understood what he meant, and he was not convinced by the evil ways, so he had to give it a try to feel at ease.
Su Qi took a step forward, used his strength to pull out the Sword Demon Token directly from Tu Ling's hand.
"Slaying spirits, right? Don't do more killing in the future, lest you be caught and executed in public."
Tu Ling's face was gloomy. Although he had not tested Su Qi's strength, the move just now seemed simple, but in fact it contained a mystery, and his own strength could not be different from two realms.
In other words, the person in front of me really hides his strength, either at the Golden Core Realm or at the Foundation Establishment level!
"Aren't you leaving yet?"
Su Qi asked his disciple to rest for a while, but when he turned around, he found that Tu Ling was still here and refused to leave.
Tu Ling scratched his head in embarrassment. He held it in for a long time but couldn't hold back a single word. Su Qi suddenly thought of something. There were rumors that Tu Ling, the God of Killing, was a road fool and couldn't tell the way.
But Su Qi didn't believe it at that time. How could he kill his opponent accurately if he couldn't tell the way? Could it be that he only had one target and ended up killing all of them?
Su Qi suddenly froze, staring blankly at the future God of Killing and Soul Slaughter, and watching him nod. His mind suddenly went crazy, and countless memories of the Killing God and Soul Slayer came to his mind.
When all the clues are connected together, the difficult problems that plague all the righteous paths finally have an answer.
How can the God of Death, Tu Ling, remain calm even though he is obviously a bloodthirsty person?
Because he was just a crazy person who killed the wrong person? This chapter has been completed!