"Xiao Du, the purple heart poisonous weed you mentioned is under this abyss?" Lu Kun stood on the edge of a steep black cliff, teasing the surrounding light black mist with his hands, and said.
Standing next to him, Du An's skin was covered with a layer of purple plaster, which looked very funny. Du An carefully applied the ointment on his lips while slurring: "Well, yes, Master..."
Zhao Qingtian and the little monkey on the other side were inhaling the black mist, their internal organs mana and demon spirit power were surging, with expressions of pain and happiness on their faces.
Lu Kun took a deep breath, feeling the slight pain coming from his internal organs, and sighed: "It is indeed an abyss of malice. Just the thin miasma on the outermost edge can cause damage to my internal organs."
While Du An was speaking, his entire head was covered with purple ointment, and he said in a respectful voice:
"Master, this Purple Heart Miasma is so poisonous that it can even corrode the spiritual light shield of an immortal cultivator. In addition, there is no spiritual energy or demonic energy in the abyss, so the Malice Abyss is a completely forbidden place for immortal cultivators."
"Even with the magic power of a monk in the pill-forming stage, it is not enough to go back and forth into the abyss. After all, the further down you go, the more intense the Purple Heart Poison Miasma is, and the faster the shield is consumed. Only the ointment specially made by my Holy Poison Sect can resist this
Waiting for the poisonous miasma.”
Lu Kun touched his chin and said: "We have been here for a while, and we haven't met any other immortal cultivators. Your ointment is also rare in the Holy Poison Sect."
Du An said: "Yes, Master, this ointment can only be refined by the disciples in the sect's alchemy stage. If disciples in the foundation establishment stage want to buy it, it will cost a lot of contribution points. Fortunately, in the poison refining inheritance I received, there is such a
How to make ointment."
Lu Kun smiled and said: "This is your chance, but I didn't expect that the poison refining inheritance you obtained was originally part of the Holy Poison Technique. The two complement each other. Now only the Purple Heart Poison Grass is missing, your poison magic power can be completely transformed."
It was successful."
Du An looked a little excited: "Yes, with the Purple Heart Poison Grass, combined with the poison refining inheritance and the Holy Poison Technique, you can successfully transform the ten poisons into magic power."
"The Holy Poison Technique only records how to use magic power to refine poison, but does not mention which poisonous weeds are most suitable. However, the poison refining inheritance describes in detail the poisonous weeds that best match the magic power."
"With the cooperation of the two, the success rate of transformation of the ten poisonous magic powers is greatly increased."
Du An is Lu Kun's servant. Lu Kun has naturally seen the Holy Poison Technique and Poison Refining inheritance, and he said with interest in his eyes:
"The foundation building period of the Holy Poison Technique is to gradually use magic power to refine ten kinds of poisons to form the Ten Poison Magic Powers. When the final breakthrough is made, the Ten Poison Demonic Pills are condensed. During the pill formation period, the poisons are continued to be refined until the pill formation is completed to form the Hundred Poison Demons.
Dan.”
"In the end, the pill breaks into a baby, producing a unique power of hundreds of poisons. Gee, this technique is really interesting."
Du An showed a look of longing and said: "It is said that the three holy poisons of our sect are the top poisons developed by the three seniors who have entered the Nascent Soul stage based on their own power of hundreds of poisons."
"Later, for some reason, the poison refining inheritance of the Holy Poison Sect was lost, which made the practice of the Holy Poison Technique full of risks and the chance of death from poisoning greatly increased. Therefore, many foundation-building disciples were used by elders to test poisons."
Du An said in awe: "Master, the Elder Sha you killed was a coincidence in refining the Xuan Ming Corruption Poison, one of the three holy poisons, and then he cultivated the Holy Poison Technique to the late stage of pill formation."
Lu Kun showed a look of surprise: "No wonder your Holy Poison Sect has not produced any Nascent Soul Stage monks for so many years. It turns out that there is a deficiency in the Zhen Sect's technique."
After thinking for a moment, he looked at Zhao Qingtian and the little monkey, who were slightly pale, and said with a smile: "You should hold your breath. If you keep breathing the Purple Heart Miasma, I'm afraid the mana and demonic power in your body will not reach the bottom yet.
It’s all gone.”
"Zhizhi!" Xiaojin grinned and ran up to Lu Kun's shoulder.
When Zhao Qingtian heard this, he also stopped breathing and said regretfully: "Hey, if the spiritual energy here is sufficient, it will definitely be a holy place for physical cultivation in the viscera-burning period."
Lu Kun laughed and scolded: "You are not satisfied yet, we have already collected a large amount of poison refining materials. When Xiao Du refines the poison, the effect will be much better than the poisonous miasma here."
Suddenly, he exclaimed: "That old guy is not slow. He is almost here. Let's go down too."
When Zhao Qingtian heard the words, his face was solemn, and the spiritual light flashed in his hands. The silver dragon spirit shuttle appeared on the edge of the cliff. Three people and a monkey walked in, and followed the spirit shuttle into the black poisonous miasma of the abyss.
…
Just a quarter of an hour after Lu Kun and the others flew into the abyss, an old woman wearing a black robe and a light green shield appeared on the edge of the cliff. The magic power in her body was surging, and there were fluctuations in the early stages of pill formation.
The old woman closed her eyes, feeling the breath left on the cliff, and said to herself: "A foundation-building Dzogchen monk with wood attribute magic power, a fourth-level peak monster, and a late-stage foundation-building demon cultivator? Such a strange combination."
"But where did they get the Purple Resentment Cream?"
The old woman frowned and patted the black robe. The robe flashed with inspiration and turned purple in an instant, covering her entire body, including her eyes, mouth and nose.
Then the old woman put away the magic shield outside her body and flew into the abyss.
…
In the far west of Xizhou, deep in the famous Huize Valley.
In a certain cave hall of the Holy Poison Sect, five men and women were sitting cross-legged. They either had weird hair colors or blue spots on their faces, and they all looked very ugly. However, these five people were not weak in cultivation, and they all exuded the elixir-forming stage.
The above breath.
An old man with gray hair and dark spots on his face suddenly said: "Brothers, Junior Brother Sha's life tablet was shattered and his soul was destroyed. It seems that he really died in the One Yuan Secret Realm."
"Senior Brother Sha is the only one among us who can refine the three holy poisons. He fell and died. I'm afraid that some sects in Xizhou will attack our holy poison sect."
A one-eyed middle-aged man next to him heard this and snorted coldly: "Although our Holy Poison Sect has not produced a Nascent Soul Stage monk for thousands of years, it is still intact. The Ten Thousand Poison Formation is not a vegetarian."
The black-spotted old man shook his head and said: "Junior brother, I'm not worried about a frontal attack. I'm just afraid that these people will use Brother Sha's prohibition tokens to sneak into our sect."
"And I heard that someone recently purchased a large amount of poison-making materials. It seems that someone wants to practice poison-making techniques. It is likely that Senior Brother Sha's poison-making techniques have been leaked."
The one-eyed man frowned and said, "Junior sister Feng has already gone to investigate. The results should be available when she comes back."
The black-spotted old man was about to say something when his face suddenly changed. A flash of light flashed in his hand, and a square token several inches in size appeared. The word "Feng" was vaguely written on it, and a huge crack appeared on the token.
gap.
"Junior Sister Feng!"
"How could it be possible? Junior sister Feng also died!"
"He was killed within the scope of the Holy Poison Sect. Could it be that a Nascent Soul Stage monk took action?"
After seeing the broken token, the faces of the monks present at the alchemy stage changed drastically.
The black-spotted old man held the soul token and said with an ugly expression: "It seems that someone wants to deal with our Holy Poison Sect. Brothers and sisters, we have to find a way to deal with it."
"A strong attack will not work. The enemy will probably break in secretly. We will keep all the major restrictions unchanged and add several kinds of poisons on the original basis. In this way, even if someone uses Junior Brother Sha's array to come in, they will be poisoned."
"From now on, the heart-eating poison taken by new disciples will be more toxic and must be swallowed before entering the Gray Lake Valley."
Next, these five elixir-forming poison cultivators began to discuss various ways to defend against the invasion of foreign enemies. The Holy Poison Sect can still survive for thousands of years without the Nascent Soul Stage monks, so there are naturally various ways to deal with it.
But they didn't know that the enemy who wanted to attack the Holy Poison Sect this time was a different kind of immortal cultivator that they had never encountered before...