Chapter 120: The Secret of the Hundred-Pan Centipede Dragon Sword
Countless black bugs are crawling on the floor, densely packed together, like a creeping carpet, which makes people's hair stand on end.
The walls of the inner room are equally disgusting, with black veins spreading from the roof downwards, intertwining and beating like blood vessels.
Ning Yan looked around, this was not a house for people to live in.
It's clearly an insect nest.
"It's okay if you can't see it, just in case you can't eat."
Jing'er was so upset by what he said that she asked nervously: "What is in this room? Is it true that you can see unclean things like a dog?"
"There's no need to compare it to a dog!"
Ning Yan's head was full of black lines: "But you are right, there are indeed unclean things in this room. Have you seen a small black insect recently?"
After he reminded her, Jing'er immediately recalled what happened this morning, nodded and said, "Yes, I'll go look for you."
She rushed to the dressing table and took out a small patterned porcelain bottle from the dressing box: "I found it on my junior sister. I thought it was weird, so I found an empty porcelain bottle and put it in it."
Even so, when she opened the cork, she only smelled a pungent smell and there was nothing inside.
"It's strange, I threw it in this morning."
Ning Yan became more and more sure of his judgment: "There's no need to look for it. It's a Gu insect. It's somewhere between a flesh-and-blood body and a weak form of true energy. It must have dispersed long ago."
His knowledge of voodoo is quite shallow, and he mostly knows it from the Chinese novels often told in teahouses, such as Moonlight Gu, Spring and Autumn Cicada, etc.
What is certain is that these Gu worms are not some kind of creatures, and the blood-clothing technique cannot extract the essence from them. It is probably impossible to crack them with brute force.
As for the Baipan Centipede Dragon Knife mentioned by the system, you can give it a try...
"You step away first."
Ning Yan took a long breath, slowly rolled up his sleeves, and used one palm as a knife. The true energy flowed around him and condensed into the shadow of an armored centipede. The golden light shone with extraordinary momentum.
Jing'er quickly stretched out her hand to stop him: "You can't use martial arts here! The rooms on the top floor are connected to the fourth-floor wheelhouse. If you attack it, the alarm will be triggered immediately, and the entire spaceship will know about it."
"It's really troublesome... What about this?" Ning Yan had no choice but to lower his Qi output, and the centipede's shadow suddenly dimmed a lot.
"No."
"Is this okay?"
"Lower it a little bit more..."
……
The two were in a stalemate for a while before finally reaching a consensus. Jing'er let go of her hand with some embarrassment: "That should be all right."
Ning Yan looked at his palm and sighed silently.
The armored centipede is no longer visible. There is only a faint golden glow between the fingers. If you don’t pay attention, you will ignore it.
This energy fluctuates so much that it is difficult to even crack a raw melon and egg.
"Let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor..."
He randomly found a place where bugs were densely populated, and the fungus carpet on the roof climbed right up to the place along the wall, forming small lumps like sarcoma.
Faced with this scene that was enough to make a cryptophobic patient collapse, he did not hesitate to put his palm on it. As soon as he touched it, there was a soft, sticky and disgusting feeling on the carpet, and the golden light continued to corrode the insect swarm.
Make a sizzling sound.
Ning Yan raised his eyebrows. It seems to be really effective?
"I can see it!"
Jing'er exclaimed, and the moment he pressed his palm on the wall, a pool of mud-like things appeared strangely in the empty place, and black smoke was still rising.
However, the expression on Ning Yan's face was not so relaxed. As time went by, he found that the golden light did not cause much harm to these bugs. It can only be described as thunder and rain.
It would be faster if he just stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it.
Of course, if he continued to output his true energy, he might be able to clean this place, but just one inner room would cost him most of his energy. If he really cleaned up the inside and outside of the flying boat, he would have to work until the end of the year of the monkey.
Sure enough, without the true meaning of the sword technique, the moves used will be incomplete after all.
"It's true that you will regret less when you use the book. I should have known better to study..." Ning Yan couldn't help but lamented.
At first, he collected hundreds of centipede swords purely to study the secrets of Meishan Cult. After all, what he was best at was swordsmanship. In addition, he also had the earth-level martial arts Fury Yang Jue Sword Power. A high-grade Xuan-level swordsmanship was very useful to him.
The words are completely useless.
Now it seems that Meishan Secret Biography may have a different meaning for each book.
It’s not clear that he can’t use the Mountain Transformation Dog Curse for the time being. The snake-dragon double-transformation hands can help him strengthen his blood and strengthen his physical body. Unfortunately, this aspect has been perfectly replaced by the Qianlong Pot, so he hasn’t paid much attention to it.<
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The specialty of the Baipan Centipede Dragon Sword seems to be its special attack on poison, which is very effective in dealing with insect pests and smoke miasma.
According to Gu Nianqing, once you master the centipede sword intention, you can achieve the state of being immune to all poisons and immune to all insects. Unfortunately, Ning Yan only learned a few superficial skills and never calmed down to study them seriously.<
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It would be great if Gu Daguotou was here...
Ning Yan smiled mockingly to himself. It is better to ask for help than to ask for help from others. Now if he wants to break the poison, the key lies in whether he can understand the meaning of the sword in a short time.
Based on his qualifications, this process usually takes years, but how could he practice step by step and honestly?
Ning Yan slowly closed her eyes and concentrated on mobilizing her emotions.
For the safety of Princess Youqing, even if I have to bear the condemnation of my conscience, I would rather bear it with all my strength and never regret it!
Raising an army for a thousand days can only be used for a moment, shit, it’s time for you to fulfill your filial piety!
[You are calm and clear at the Lingtai, and Meishan’s secrets have no secrets in front of you! Yes, if you can transform into a centipede, it will be of great help to you in understanding the true meaning of the sword technique!]
Is this coming?
Although it is not the best time to make a breakthrough, based on the first few experiences, the flow rate of time in the fantasy world is different from that in reality. Ning Yan is not worried about meditating for too long and delaying things. He immediately gets into bed and uses the mattress.
I put on some cushions and found a comfortable position to sit cross-legged.
He doesn't want to wake up with soreness all over his body later, and the condition of the flying boat is unknown. He needs to make sure that he is in the best condition.
Jing'er was dumbfounded by the smooth and flowing movements. She had never seen a man who could get into someone else's bed so easily. When she thought about having him lean against her body while sleeping, she felt ashamed and angry.
"Get off here!"
"Don't argue yet, I'm feeling it!"
After a cup of tea.
"Can you explain what you feel in my bed?"
Jing'er gritted her teeth, her cheeks were slightly hot, and she couldn't tell whether she was shy or angry.
Ning Yan opened her eyes, a bit of confusion appeared on her face.
He had been brewing for a long time, but he still couldn't enter the fantasy world as smoothly as usual. The atmosphere was obviously here.
What went wrong?
"Hey! I'm asking you something!"
Jing'er couldn't control her temper anymore and stepped forward to pull him out of bed: "Do you know that it is very rude to go to a girl's bed without saying hello!"
"I'm sorry, I lost my etiquette just now in a hurry. Please forgive me, Miss Jing..." Ning Yan came back to his senses and apologized first, then turned around and saw that the other party's snow-covered skin was transparent.
It was dotted with bright red, and there was an indescribable charm about it, and I couldn't help but be stunned.