After a pause, he looked at Ye Chen carefully, frowned and said: "However, your cultivation is too poor, and you have not even reached the level of god. I have many magical powers and poisons, but I cannot teach them to you, otherwise you may suffer backlash."
"Well... I have a "Poisonous Weed Manual" here, which contains many poisonous weeds and poisonous materials in Wuwu Time. You can take a look first. There are many necessary things in it for cultivating poisonous poison. Later, when your cultivation is strong,
I will teach you the real poison technique again."
The Poison Hand Medicine God sacrificed a scripture and gave it to Ye Chen.
On the cover of the scripture, there were four words "Poisonous Grass Scripture" printed on it. A faint black mist lingered over the book, giving off a mysterious aura.
Ye Chen took it and opened it, and saw that the scripture contained many patterns of poisonous herbs and magical methods of creation.
There is a special law of creation in no time and space. In theory, as long as you have enough ability and sufficient resources, you can create anything from fantasy.
There are thousands of poisonous weeds recorded in the "Poisonous Weeds Manual". If you want to collect them, it will be extremely difficult to collect them. But if you rely on fantasy creation, it will be much easier.
Ye Chen speculated on the mystery, and felt that it was profound, profound, and mysterious. He immediately raised his hand to the Poison Hand Medicine God and said:
"Thank you, senior, for teaching me!"
As long as he is familiar with the "Poisonous Weed Manual", Ye Chen can lay a good foundation. It will be much easier to practice poisonous techniques in the future.
The Poison Hand Medicine God nodded and said: "No problem, no need to thank me, tomb owner, I will have to rely on you to take revenge on Huazu in the future."
When he talked about Hua Zu, a shadow flashed across the eyes of Poisonous Medicine God. Even with the vicissitudes of time, his hatred for Hua Zu has not weakened at all.
Ye Chen said: "Yes."
Poisonous Hand Medicine God said: "This Huazu is really hateful."
"Back then, he wanted to taint Master's wife, but Master found out and kicked him out."
"This man's heart is evil and he has done many evil things. I really don't know what the great master is thinking, and he actually recruited him into the Dao Sect."
Ye Chen's heart moved and he said: "Senior, your master's wife is..."
When the poisonous hand medicine god heard this question, he hesitated for a moment and seemed a little embarrassed, but in the end he calmly said to Ye Chen:
"My master's wife is a woman created by Master's fantasy. He took out one of his own ribs, spent countless resources and endless life essence to create her, named her 'Heavenly Mother', and even wanted to enshrine her as the ultimate god.
"
"Nowadays in time and space, some people will regard my master, the Heavenly Mother, as the ultimate god. In fact, she is not."
"There is no ultimate god. Heavenly Mother is my master's wife and the wife of my master, Qinglian Daozu."
"In order to create the Heavenly Mother, Master's vitality was severely damaged. Perhaps because of this, he was unable to block the Tyrant Sword Cang Lei's sword in the end. Alas..."
Ye Chen was shocked in his heart. So, in this case, the Heavenly Mother worshiped by Qingyan, the grass god, is not actually the ultimate god, but the wife of Qinglian Daozu.
Vaguely, Ye Chen glimpsed the secret of heaven and saw the endless ancient years.
In those days, Qinglian Daozu spent a lot of effort to create the Heavenly Mother.
The Heavenly Mother inherited most of his power, so she was so powerful that she was even able to create magical weapons such as the Emperor Luo Universe.
As for Qinglian Daozu, after his vitality was severely injured, he had become extremely weak, and was finally killed by the Tyrant Sword Cang Lei.
If it were Qinglian Daozu at his peak, he would never have died in the hands of Ba Dao Cang Lei so easily.
That was the master of the original world, the great being who opened up the chaos and opened up the world. How could he be killed so easily?
"Grave Master, please go out first, I need to rest."
"From now on, try not to have contact with the Wilderness of Fools, and don't have contact with my junior sister."
"I don't want to see her again. She is hopeless. She only thinks about making fools."
"I'm afraid that if I see her again, my Taoist heart will fall into chaos."
After saying so much, the Poison Hand Medicine God was also a little tired, and weakly waved his hand to Ye Chen and warned him.
He didn't want to see Shenxue Yaoji again.
Ye Chen asked: "What about your daughter?"
Hearing this, the Poison Hand Medicine God trembled and remained silent for a long time. Finally, he shook his head gently, without saying a word, and just waved his hand to signal Ye Chen to go out.
Ye Chen was silent and said: "Senior, then you should have a good rest."
At that moment, Ye Chen left the Reincarnation Cemetery and returned to the deck of the Titan Godship. He sat cross-legged and read the "Poisonous Weed Manual" while driving the ship towards the Shanghuangtian Palace.
While driving, Ye Chen suddenly felt that there was something strange in the dark void around him.
From the dark void, spiritual symbols emerged one after another.
Gradually, the number of talismans increased.
In the end, thousands of them gathered into a vast "sea of talismans", with infinite spiritual energy spurting out, which was very spectacular.
The sea of talismans was shaking, with talismans constantly exploding, and air waves rolling, creating a stormy sea, extremely ferocious.
Ye Chen's huge and mighty Titan ship, in this sea of talismans, was like a small boat in the vast ocean. It was so small that it seemed that it would capsize at any time.
In the Samsara Cemetery, the silent Poison Hand Medicine God felt the changes in the outside world, his face darkened, and he shouted: "Fuzu is here!"
Not long after he finished speaking, the sea of talismans exploded, and the runes intertwined. The Heavenly Emperor's Qi burst out, and the divine light soared into the sky, and the clouds rolled like a torrent.