Just in case, it is better to check what means he has at his disposal first. Having made up his mind, Sun Huo got up with a grunt.
Closing his eyes, he carefully sensed the wing and the surrounding area where he lived for a while. After making sure that no one was secretly watching him, Sun Huo took off the storage bag on his waist.
A ray of light swept across, and a lot of miscellaneous things suddenly appeared on the ground in front of the bed. Sun Huo actually put all the things in the bag out.
After a short while, Sun Huo sorted the items one by one, took pen and ink and registered them one by one before taking them back. At this time, there were only a few items left on the ground.
Picking up one of the small white porcelain bottles, Sun Huo was a little helpless. Relying on the recovery power of the jade pendant, he had not used any more healing medicine in the past two years, so now he only has this bottle on hand.
If he remembered correctly, there were only five left in it, but he didn't know if they would be used during the escort this time.
Compared with physical injuries, Sun Huo is more concerned about the threats on the other side, which are poisons and anesthetics. These two are not something that his highly trained body can contend with.
Although when he was wandering in the wilderness, in order to improve his own resistance, he also grabbed poison and tested it on himself. He suffered a lot for this, and he didn't want to think about the life-and-death experience. p>
So if he encounters a poison master, how to deal with it is still a big problem. This is his only weakness at the moment.
Putting the vial into his arms, Sun Huo looked at the long sword and alms bowl on the ground, and put them away with a wave of his hand. The alms bowl left for him, after testing, turned out to be a fire-attribute magic weapon.
On the other hand, small fireballs can be emitted continuously from it. However, using it consumes a lot of spiritual power, which is too much for his meager mana.
Although he is now able to manipulate them skillfully, he still dares not use them openly. After all, he doesn't know if these two relics have any special marks that will be recognized by others, and then he will get into trouble. p>
Now there are only two things left on the ground. The black bottle used by the man in black robe, and the unknown scroll.
The scene when the man in black robe used the jade bottle to attack him had always left a deep impression on Sun Huo. Ever since he had achieved some success in his cultivation, he had always wanted to control this magical weapon.
But no matter how hard he tried over the years, there was no response from this jade bottle. This made Sun Huo feel very regretful, but he couldn't find the specific reason, otherwise he would have had another trump card.
On the contrary, he had put this scroll in his bag and forgotten it for a long time. Now that he saw it again, he became curious. He only remembered that he had opened a small part and saw a group of beautiful women painted on it, and then he saw it.
There was an inexplicable hallucination.
As for what was behind the scroll, he didn't know, but he might be able to find out now. In order to prevent himself from falling into hallucinations again, Sun Huo tilted his head and thought for a moment, and then took out a small cloth bag.
After opening it skillfully, there were only a few silver needles inserted inside. After untying his clothes, Sun Huo took a deep breath, then took out one of the silver needles and pierced himself.
As soon as the silver needle penetrated his flesh, Sun Huo frowned. But he did not stop, and quickly pulled out the remaining silver needles and pierced himself one by one.
By the time the last silver needle was inserted, Sun Huo's face had become ferocious and twisted, and his forehead began to sweat. The places he had just inserted into his body were several large acupuncture points, which can stimulate and amplify the pain of the human body.
In the absence of a better way to stay awake enough, Sun Huo could only resort to this method of self-mutilation. His hands with bulging veins were trembling as he slowly stretched out towards the scroll and suddenly opened it.<
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The result was beyond Sun Huo's expectation. Except for the small half at the beginning, which was the spring picture he saw back then, the rest was mostly blank, with nothing on it.
Seeing this scene, Sun Huo was immediately disappointed. He didn't care to take a closer look and quickly pulled out his silver needles one by one.
Falling to the ground, Sun Huo gasped for air and quickly began to meditate and regulate his breathing. After a cup of tea, his already purple face gradually gained color, and he looked much better.
Opening his eyes, Sun Huo looked at the scroll that was still open again. Although it was still the same beautiful picture, the luster of temptation that fell in his eyes had lost its luster now, and the illusion no longer appeared like before. With a wave of his hand, the scroll rolled and closed again. Sun Huo pondered for a moment, then raised his hands and skillfully pinched the magic formula.
A strange scene appeared. The scroll was slowly floating in the air as the magic formula was driven, and slowly opened a small section on its own. A pink mist surged out from it, condensing continuously above it.
Rolling.
As Sun Huo thought, the mist actually moved and began to flow in the room. After a while, the mist returned to the top of the scroll and stopped again.
Looking at the rolling mist, Sun Huo showed a thoughtful expression.
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Early in the morning two days later, Sun Huo was sitting in meditation with his eyes closed, when there was a "bang bang" knock on the door.
"Are we going to leave early?" Sun Huo was a little confused, but he quickly got up and opened the door, only to see Xiao Feng with a smile on his face. "Brother Sun, come here so early to disturb me."
Sun Huo quickly smiled and said in return: "Good morning, Brother Xiao. Please come into the room to talk."
"No need. It's like this. Tomorrow is the day of departure. The brothers may not have met each other one by one, so let's get together now so that we can take care of them on the road ahead."
When Sun Huo heard this, he was stunned for a moment, but then he nodded and agreed, closed the door and walked side by side with Xiao Feng.
Taking this opportunity, Xiao Feng began to insinuate Sun Huo, trying to find out a little bit about Sun Huo's origins. After all, Sun Huo had never left his room since he moved into Donghuiyuan, and he was a little strange about this. But
Sun Huo kept talking about him and kept silent about his origin.
After talking all the way, Xiao Feng learned nothing. He found that Sun Huo seemed to be very familiar with the conditions in the wild. This would be very helpful for the rest of the journey and could avoid some risks.
Soon the two came to a spacious living room, where they saw five people already sitting and waiting, but none of them had any intention of talking to each other.
"Everyone, I'm sorry for waiting for so long." As soon as Fang entered the door, Xiao Feng smiled and said good things. At this moment, a dissatisfied snort came out.
Sun Huo looked over and saw a tall, thin man with a scar on his face, looking here coldly. He smiled at him nonchalantly, and Sun Huo also found a chair and sat down.
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A trace of embarrassment flashed across Xiao Feng's face, and then he walked into the hall.