Nine Poison Ancient Scorpions, this lineage has experienced catastrophes, the bloodline has withered, and is almost extinct.

Youquan Dan Banquet, this feast gathered almost the most terrifying poisons of that era.

Han Qi, the master of the Ling Sect, used extremely terrifying methods to explore the mountains and seas of the world, wipe out all the poisonous monsters and ghosts from ancient times, drive them away with the art of cultivating poisons, and use heaven-defying methods to destroy human nature and destroy all living beings in an attempt to create

The most poisonous thing in the world.

This grand banquet became part of Shenzong's extermination plan, and at the same time, the demons and ghosts with the most poisonous bloodline in the world at that time were almost exterminated.

The Nine Poison Ancient Scorpion is one of them.

"The great elixir becomes poisonous, the immortals and gods are sad, and the sky falls into the secluded depths."

Gu Changan said in a deep voice: "It is said that at that banquet... tens of thousands of demons and ghosts died in Han Qi's hands, and their corpses were like mountains, and they were all turned into dust amidst the poisonous lamentation."

"He is indeed a madman." Li Mo whispered softly.

I have to admit that in those years, even if he stood next to Shenzong, Han Qi's light could not be ignored.

He is a madman and a genius.

Perhaps, in a thousand years, or even longer ago, in the vast world, the only person who could understand him was Shenzong.

"The lineage of the Nine Poison Ancient Scorpions has become one of the few survivors of the [Secret Spring Pill Banquet]... Even so, this lineage has withered away and has lost its former glory. As a last resort, it can only survive and join the Guixu.

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Thousands of years ago, when it came to the poison path, even the Nine Poison Ancient Scorpion was not considered top-notch. Even in the [Youquan Dan Banquet], it could only be ranked at the bottom.

However, those who survived in the end were descendants of this lineage.

"What an irony... Han Qi later became one of the founders of Guixu... but the Nine Poison Ancient Scorpions ended up joining Guixu..." Gu Changan said lightly.

After the Shenzong destroyed the Dharma, the sects in the world were in decline and the demons and ghosts were scattered. However, those who disobeyed the king's teachings gathered overseas and opened up the ruins.

It was not until later that Han Qi rebelled and joined Guixu, becoming one of the most important founders.

At that time, the Nine Poison Ancient Scorpion could only put aside its grudges and let it rest.

"In those days, no one could stay out of the situation, no matter humans or monsters... Even people like Han Qi had many helplessness." Li Mo couldn't help but sigh.

He squinted his eyes, couldn't help but look at Gu Changan, and asked: "The Nine Poison Ancient Scorpions finally entered Guixu, so now..."

"All dead."

"All dead!?" Li Mo was stunned for a moment.

"Don't you know?" Gu Changan glanced at it and said with deep meaning: "Three hundred years ago, Black Sword once sneaked into Guixu as a secret agent of Hongmen, and even reached the position of the Lord of [Demon City], ranking among the top

One of the Four Lords."

"At that time, there were many loyal followers around him... The Nine Poison Ancient Scorpions were one of them." Gu Changan said solemnly.

"Then the Dongchuang Incident happened, and countless people in Guixu were implicated because of Black Sword. As the Nine Poison Ancient Scorpion was Black Sword's confidant, it was natural that he would not be spared."

At this point, Li Mo's face trembled slightly.

The same is true for the lineage of the [Nine Treasure Lingchan] that Xia Chanming belongs to, because their ancestors followed the Black Sword and were executed.

By her generation, there were only a few people left in the [Nine Treasure Lingchan] lineage.

The attitude of the senior officials of Guixu towards those who once followed the Black Sword is "marginalization"... Even if they are lucky enough to survive, the future of their descendants will still be dark, they will never be reused, and they may even be annihilated at any time.

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"I heard that more than thirty years ago, the Nine-Poison Ancient Scorpion did not escape the purge in the end. A catastrophic disaster wiped out its already small bloodline."

Gu Changan looked at Li Mo quietly and couldn't help but said: "You are committing evil."

"What do you think I'm doing? It's not like I destroyed their clan." Li Mo curled his lips and said calmly.

"Who asked you to bear the name of the descendant of Black Sword? I think if that lineage is aware of it, even if it is a ghost, it will not let you go." Gu Changan chuckled and joked.

"Get out!" Li Mo glared fiercely: "Are you still awake?"

"When you say that, I feel really sleepy..." Gu Changan yawned.

"Lao Gu, do you know that there is this Beimang Huangqiu..." Li Mo hesitated to speak, but his words were interrupted.

"Just what?"

"Nothing." Li Mo shook his head.

"You can do it yourself, I want to go back and digest the poison." Gu Changan stretched, turned and walked into the inner hall.

"Nine Poison Ancient Scorpions."

Li Mo was thoughtful, turned around subconsciously, and looked in the direction outside Qingchan City.

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Poison King Mountain, bottomless pit.

Deep in the maze-like cave, dim candlelight flickered inside the white skulls, illuminating the Youyou Mansion.

Suddenly, a tail-like shadow swept across the cold wall. On the high throne, Xie Pipa leaned on it, supporting her chin with one hand, her eyes closed tightly, and her long eyelashes fluttered slightly with her long breathing.

ups and downs……

The master of the bottomless pit, the bloodline of the Nine Poison Ancient Scorpion seems to be sleeping.

In the trance dream, he seemed to have returned to his childhood, inside Guixu, in the demon market...

At that time, his father, his brother, his sister... everything was still there, and they were living happily, just like many ordinary human families, enjoying themselves together.

Only then did he know what it meant to be truly carefree, without even thinking about practicing.

Continuing the bloodline and incense of the Nine Poison Ancient Scorpions seems to be his only goal in life.

However, this kind of happiness added a touch of gloom that day, planting a seed of uneasiness in his young and weak heart.

"You...what kind of monster are you? Why do you only have one eyeball?"

That was an adventure that happened to Jie Pipa when he was young. He strayed into a confusing void in the ruins.

There, he saw a huge eyeball, as if hanging in the sky, as if hidden in the earth, silent and silent, looking at the sky, this land, this mountain, this sea...

"The bloodline of the Nine Poison Ancient Scorpions...the survivors of the Youquan Danyan...I have seen the tragic ending of your bloodline...nothing can be changed...the bloodline withers, and all relatives are lost..."

A faint voice sounded in the blurred void.

The mysterious eyeballs reflect sadness and loneliness, and foreshadow the future path.

"You...what are you talking about?"

"The spirit master is born with an ominous nature. Is it because of his contamination? Could it be the curse of bad luck..." The huge eyeball rolled slightly.

The young Jie Pipa huddled up in a ball, feeling unprecedented fear.

The spirit master is Han Qi, the first generation master of the spirit sect thousands of years ago.

He once heard the elders of the clan mention that this man had great enmity with their lineage, but he also had great kindness.

"You... you don't talk nonsense... okay!?" The young Jie Pipa whispered, with a hint of fear and avoidance in her round eyes.

"Huh!? You are an anomaly..."

At this moment, the huge eyes condensed slightly, but a trace of surprise was reflected in the deep pupils.

"Why has your destiny become blurry...the road ahead is like clouds...the barren mountains are like hills..."

"There you will meet a man..."

"The most powerful way in the world, the most poisonous way..."

"I saw you standing on the top of Yun Mountain, with a scarlet hook tail, poisonous to the sky..."

The cold and ruthless voice resounded in the blurred void, everything around him disappeared like ink, and the huge eyeball gradually moved away.

"Wait a minute...tell me clearly...who are you?"

The young Jie Pipa roared in panic, helplessly like an abandoned little animal.

"Future Dharma Eyes!"

The cold voice sounded again, like the mysterious voice of fate, showing the cruelty and sadness of the future.

"Cave Master..."

At this moment, a gentle call echoed gently, pulling Xie Pipa back from her dream.

He slowly opened his eyes, his slender eyelashes swaying slightly, and his cold and fair face showed a strange and charming feeling that seemed to be that of a man but not a woman, and that seemed to be a woman's reproach.

"Are you all here?"

Xie Pipa sits high on the throne, overlooking the bottom.

At this moment, a group of demons and ghosts stood respectfully within ten feet below the throne, numbering twenty or thirty in number.

"Reporting to the cave master, all the new demons and ghosts who have recently arrived are here."

Next to the formidable skull candlestick, the green-eyed yellow-spotted leopard, as lean as dry wood, said extremely respectfully.

"Back off."
To be continued...