Firewood was burning in the house, and Ding Ku'er placed the wood he had just cut in pieces in the stove. The cold temperature in the whole room began to gradually rise, and the darkness that had been covering the hut was also dispelled by the warm light.

The kettle sitting on the stove slowly spewed out a stream of steam, causing this dilapidated home to gradually become warm.

The female snake scorpion was eating steamed buns in small bites. Although she hadn't eaten serious food for a long time, even though she was so hungry that she wanted to swallow her fists, she didn't dare to eat too quickly because she was afraid of being choked. She was afraid of showing her previous embarrassment and embarrassment in front of her two children. This would make the two children worry about her, and her self-esteem would not allow her to show such ugly appearance. Even when she was in the beginning, when the blood poison was heavy, she tried her best to make herself look tenacious enough, let alone now.

After taking a few bites, the female snake scorpion swallowed a hard steamed bun, and said with a slightly hoarse voice: "You two have to go back to Yunjian Mountain. Being able to cultivate immortals is the dream of many people. I can't drag you down. Don't worry about me. As soon as the blood poison is gone, my mother's body has slowly begun to improve. I can start boiling poison after a few days of rest. With my mother's skills, it won't take long to squeeze out the house." The female snake scorpion said with confidence.

"By the way, how did you come back? The people from Yunjian Mountain are so easy to talk to, let you come back to visit relatives?" The female snake scorpion then asked in confusion.

Ding Ku'er and Ding Yao'er looked at each other, and Ding Ku'er immediately told the story in a row. The female snake and scorpion heard it for a long time and just ate the dry hard steamed buns in small mouthfuls.

At this time, the water on the stove boiled. Ding Ku'er quickly picked up the kettle. The water sprinkled a little, dripping into the fire, and the flames in the stove burned up.

The female snake and scorpion suddenly said, "Do you do it right. Since the disciples of Yunjianshan are already suspicious of your sisters, they can't stay there anymore. Cultivating immortals is good, but there is no reason to save their lives for this. But, hey, you have to follow me in the future."

"By the way, you two have to thank the boy named Good Luck. He saved me and you two sisters. And, let's leave now. Since you didn't walk out of Yunjian Mountain right away, those immortals will definitely not let you live freely. They know here, and probably know that you will come back to find me sooner or later, and you can't stop here for a moment." As he said that, the female snake and scorpion stood up tremblingly. The sky outside was already dark and the cold wind was roaring. However, since the female snake and scorpion made a decision, it would not be delayed at all.

The small family has nothing to carry, and there is no food to carry. The only thing that needs to be taken away is only a poison-refining alchemy furnace. This alchemy furnace is a treasure called Qianli Poison. It can be called the treasure of the Yin Du Gate. It is one meter square when refining the alchemy. It is usually only the size of a palm when putting it away. The three of them just leave when they say goodbye.

Before leaving, the female snake and scorpion knocked over the stove in the house and burned the broken quilt that had been used for more than ten years. The flames rose up. The small house next to the waterfall turned into a raging torch, illuminating the surroundings and illuminating the backs of the mother and daughter, but not illuminating the road in front of the mother and daughter. The further forward, the road in front of the mother and daughter became darker, and there was a lot of urgency inside, as if there were unpredictable dangers and treacherous things hidden.

"Mom, where are we going?" Ding Ye'er asked with some fear. Without this home, Ding Ye'er felt that she had suddenly become rootless duckweed, floating in the storm, and her heart had nowhere to rest.

"Didn't you say he is a lie now? A lie always needs a few capable people. The three of us are not good at helping him do some secret activities and killing people to silence him. Didn't you give him the first part of the "Drug Refining Heavenly Sutra"? I guess he doesn't understand it very well without our explanation." The female snake and scorpion are quite confident in their ability to refine poison, and this sentence is full of confidence.

When Ding Ku'er and Ding Yao'er heard that they were going to find Fang Dang, the two women were shocked and they immediately lost their words. In the darkness, there were only two pairs of eyes that were brighter than the stars, flashing.

The dark road in front of me seemed to be brighter.

...

"not understand."

"don't know."

"Don't know!"

"You all fought with Good Luck, but you didn't know what method this guy used to defeat you?"

In an ancient house in Wangjing, disciples of Yunjian Mountain gathered together.

Yunjian Mountain cannot track Fang Dang forever. After all, there are various matters in Yunjian Mountain that have to be handled. Fang Dang entered Wangjing, and it would be too difficult to capture him again. Therefore, there were only a dozen Yunjian Mountain disciples who remained in Wangjing at this time, and five of them were Xuanyun Fourteen Swords, which shows that Fang Dang was still extremely valued.

Ziyun Mountain did not stay here. Ziyun Mountain tracked the sword last time and moved the Jingyuan. Because of his daughter's death, his cultivation level fell sharply. At this time, he returned to Yunjian Mountain to cultivate. In fact, it was precisely because Ziyun Mountain's condition is getting worse and worse, not only Jingyuan, but also the more important Taoist foundation. At this time, when asked the Sword Sect to visit and learn swordsmanship, he said that it was studying, but in fact it was a competition and competition with each other, the disciples of Yunjian Mountain quickly retreated back to the Xuanyun Sword Tower.

The five Yunjianshan Xuanyun Fourteen Swords are headed by the mountain sword, followed by the Ziwu Sword, the Soft Star Sword, the Strike Sword, and the Fire De Sword that just arrived back.

The fingers of Pishan Jian gently touched the red-line scar like hair on his forehead. This scar was a drizzle that could be repaired in a blink of an eye, but he allowed the scar to remain on his forehead. This scar was a shame and a wake-up call for him, so that he would not underestimate anyone, even if the other party was just a humble warrior at the blood-tempering level of the Heart Refining Festival.

The three monks of Yunjianshan who fought with Fang Dang were still confused about the situation at that time.

They did not feel how powerful the sword in Fang Dang's hand was, but when the sword in his hand touched the sword in Fang Dang's hand, half of his body became paralyzed like lightning strikes, and immediately fell to the ground. Although the paralysis was fleeting, he immediately recovered and got up from the ground, the moment he lost all his combat power still made them still feel scared. If Fang Dang was not in a hurry to retreat, that moment would be enough to make them lose their lives.

With one move, they inexplicably fought in front of the gate of hell. This was the first time they encountered such a confused state.

At this time, everyone looked at the Pishan Sword. Obviously, the Pishan Sword has the most say in the sword technique of good luck. If even the Pishan Sword couldn't figure out what Fang Dang did to him, then this Fang Dang would be the number one person in the turbid world.

The Pishan Sword retracted his fingers that touched the scars and said, "For this guy called good luck, you don't have to stick to fighting with disciples with the same cultivation level as him, because this guy didn't use swordsmanship from beginning to end, he was cheating!"

This result is not beyond the expectations of those present. If Fang Dang really injured the mountain-sliding sword by relying solely on swordsmanship, it would be unexpected. The key problem is that they have no idea how Fang Dang cheated. The mysterious opponent is the most terrifying thing.

As he spoke, he stretched out his palm, and everyone's eyes gathered at the palm of the Pishan Sword, and he saw a small bag of rice grains wrapped in a ball of green light.

Then the green light crisscrossed, the small bag was cut and broken, and an ant with a red head came out from it.

The ant was crawling desperately in the palm of the mountain sword, rushing around like a headless fly, but was intercepted by the green lights generated from the palm of the mountain sword.

"This is? Nest ant? This is the witchcraft technique from Baixiang? When did that guy named Good Luck plant witchcraft nest ant on your body?" Bianfeng Jian was obviously very knowledgeable, so he recognized the nest ant and spoke in surprise.

Ziwu Jian suddenly slapped his hands and said twice: "I understand, I understand, no wonder that kid has a nickname called Niaaier. He is so scheming. Do you still remember the boy asking us to help him repair the Qianye Blind Grass Sword? It must be at that time, and only then, Fang Dang had the chance."

"And the nest ant is hidden in the Qianye Blind Grass Sword. When the fourth senior brother consumes his essence to repair the Qianye Blind Grass Sword, he sneaks into the fourth senior brother's palm and hibernates. It's so damn it's not a thing. This is a traitor and evil person. We are all deceived by his clear eyes so miserably!"

The answer to the mystery was revealed. The Yunjian Mountain disciples, who were originally facing a great enemy and had no choice but to Fang Dang, breathed a sigh of relief. If the other party did not use a sword, it would not matter how they killed Fang Dang, and would not have any impact on their Tao. They would not have any profound impact on the reputation of the world's No. 1 Sword Sect in Yunjian Mountain.

The short sword around Ziwu Sword made a cracking sound and rushed more than ten centimeters. Ziwu Sword pressed the sword with one hand and walked out of the room.

Pishan Jian said, "What are you going to do?"

Ziwu Jian laughed and said, "That little boy made me worried for a while. I suspect that my talent is too poor and far less than a little kid. If I don't torture him well, it will be difficult to relieve my hatred. I will kidnap him now, so that we can drink blood and drink wine." Ziwu Jian is the youngest here, but his cruelty is more terrifying than anyone else. He is not just a simple statement of the above words.

The Pishan Jianze shook his head and said, "No hurry, this is Wangjing. Even if we don't take Emperor Xuanlong seriously, we have to leave some face for him here. In addition, this good luck must be captured alive. I really want to figure out how he integrated swordsmanship and witchcraft together. If he can figure it out, it would be equivalent to opening another sword vein on my Yunjian Mountain, which will have a profound impact on my Yunjian Mountain in the future."

There are 139 sword veins in Yunjian Mountain, which refer to different sword practice methods. Almost all the sword techniques in the world have been exhausted. No one has opened the sword veins for hundreds of years. If the sword veins can be opened, it will not only be of great benefit to Yunjian Mountain in the future, but also a great honor for those who open the branches. They can even be directly led to the Golden Pill Cultivator of the Shangyou Realm into the Shangyou Realm. This is a good thing that you will wake up laughing when you dream.

So as soon as the Spider Sword spoke, the Yunjian Mountain monks around him breathed heavily one by one. Ziwu Jian slapped his forehead hard and nodded repeatedly, "I understand, I will treat him as good as my father, and I will invite him back in full."

The light in the eyes of other monks of Yunjianshan began to become more eager.

...

Fang Dang has lived a very leisurely life these days. Of course, leisure means that he has nothing to do, but Fang Dang will not call himself leisurely.

During this period, he had been working hard to practice, locking himself in the room, basically not leaving the door, nor did he take care of the many miscellaneous things in the princess's mansion.

The pigeon and the silly cow were not even Zheng Shou and others to disturb him. Kusao always put the food at the door in the early morning, then left quietly, and took away the food that had been eaten or not before in the evening.

In their eyes, Fang Dang is completely different now. He is no longer the foolish boy he used to be, but a real general, a guy who can hurt Yunjianshan Mountain Sword. No matter how stupid he looks, it is definitely not easy.

The word "estrangement" keeps appearing in the hearts of pigeons and others.

Fang Dang knew that his enemy was in this city, and his entire state had completely changed. He needed strength and longed for strength. Without strength, he could not even save his life.

So Fang Dang practiced at all times.

Fang Dang sat cross-legged in the room and placed the Qianye Blind Grass sword horizontally on his knees.

Fang Dang's cheeks kept bulging small bags, one after another, as if there was a candy bean inside.

What Fang Dang said was that the strange poison inner elixir was rolling around.

The inner pill of the strange poison is constantly blooming, and these toxic forces are infused into Fang Dang's body, and Fang Dang guides this toxic force to continuously flow into the heart along the meridian blood vessels.

As the toxicity enters the heart, Fangdang's heart makes a thumping sound, just like the sound of footsteps stepping on the ground of an empty shell. There is also the rushing sound of a small river.

The sound rang for more than thirty times, and then there was a painful expression on Fang Dang's face. The blood vessels on his body began to protrude, and the blood vessels turned black and blue. At this time, Fang Dang looked like he was when he walked out of the rotten poisonous beach.

The sound of the rotation of the Qipo's inner elixir gradually slowed down. As the Qipo's inner elixir gradually calmed down, the sound of the heartbeat in the room gradually became smaller and disappeared.

The blood vessels bulging on Fang Dang's body slowly calmed down.

Fang Dang let out a long breath, and what he vomited was a gray mist.

Fang Dang knocked his heart hard. Fang Dang's heart has now grown to a certain extent, but his bloodline has not been grown. The powerful heart accelerated the blood flow to a certain extent, and the blood vessels could no longer bear it. At this time, Fang Dang had to stop practicing.

The level of blood quenching is different from forging meat. As long as you have enough spiritual energy, you can complete the three levels of refining the heart and removing residue and heavy blood.

The only problem is that it takes a long time to temper blood, because when strengthening the heart, the bloodline is not strong, so you can only rest while refining the heart. The same is true when removing the residue and heavy blood. The strength of the bloodline can only be completed step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by spiritual energy. Of course, this process also requires spiritual energy to cultivate bloodlines, but the speed at which the bloodline absorbs spiritual energy is too slow.

Fang Dang took a break for a while, then took out a green Juan Book from his arms and opened it. It was lined with fly-headed small regular scripts, with beautiful handwriting and extremely dignified and serious strokes. Those who wrote this book must have written this Juan Book as part of their lives.

The scent of fragrance emanates from Juan's book.

Juan Shu writes the four words "The Heavenly Sutra of Poison Refining" on the front. The handwriting is correct and the domineering is insufficient. It is slim and meticulous. It is obvious that it is a woman's handwriting.

This was written by Ding Kuer and Ding Luoer who borrowed Princess Jing's silk cloth before leaving.
Chapter completed!