Chapter 21 Green Bamboo Pill Sutra Contains Evil Poison
Chapter 21 The Green Bamboo Pill Sutra contains evil poison
Unknowingly, in the long-term throbbing of his soul, Chu Weiyang, in a state of selflessness, realized his own self, and refined the Vernal Equinox Sword Intent with the fire of the five internal organs!
This is the only sword that nourishes the spirit among the six swords of spring, and it is also the sword of wind and bone!
It is his own god, his own character, and the root for Chu Weiyang to walk in the past and present lives!
At this moment, Chu Weiyang was still inexplicably moved.
In the basket behind him, Steward Ma's eyes almost popped out.
Although he understood that Chu Weiyang's sword training methods were very different, he still understood one of the Six Right Sword Intentions like eating and drinking. He still felt some inexplicable surprise. At this moment, Ma Guanshi gritted his teeth.
, he wanted to kill Chu Weiyang, or his own heart, I'm afraid he has already!
After gradually regaining his composure, Chu Weiyang slowly opened the door and walked into the Fengzhai Building.
There are several bedrooms that are not spacious. In the center of the space the size of a sparrow, there are a few wooden chairs and a square table. They are uncarved and simple.
But just like that, looking around, Chu Weiyang continued to have the urge to cry.
But in the end I still endured it.
After sighing for a long time, Chu Weiyang placed the basket in front of a wooden chair. Manager Ma held the edge of the basket with both hands and turned it out, then sat on the wooden chair minding his own business.
At this moment, even Steward Ma's face was full of emotion.
"It's strange and weird. I only slept for an hour at night, and then I was woken up by a nightmare. It felt like a big hand was dragging my soul straight into the dense ghost world. I was so panicked that I didn't dare to close my eyes again, for fear that I would fall asleep like this.
Die..."
He raised his hand and shook a palm-sized cloth bag that shone with light.
"Today, you and I are both miserable people who cannot enjoy happiness."
The two of them seemed to have come to an understanding at this moment, as if they had become different people at this moment.
"To be honest, this sutra is not the highest-level Poison Dao sutra in Tingchang Mountain, but it should be the most suitable sutra for you, a Panwang Sect monk."
Thinking of this, Chu Weiyang swallowed the spirit stone that had shrunk to the size of a fingertip in an instant, stood up and walked straight to the hall.
"So what was agreed upon earlier will not count."
Holding the wooden box and teaching Chu Weiyang to read the seal characters on the jade slips clearly, Yan Jianming spoke.
"After all, Haihai's number exceeded the originally agreed number."
"What we agreed on the day before yesterday, I went back to the mountain to talk about it, but my mother scolded me for being short-sighted, saying that Tingchang Mountain was not so shabby that I had to count it out with others, and I lost my face for nothing, saying that I was just like this
This incident has ruined my mother’s reputation for twenty or thirty years..."
What greeted Chu Weiyang was Steward Ma's bloodshot, light red eyes.
With that said, Yan Jianming turned over his hand and took out a wooden box as long as his forearm. When he opened the box, he found a dark green jade slip.
"The elixirs, alchemy and spiritual stones are all in the Qiankun Bag."
His face was still pale, and he was tortured by long-term pain and complicated inner unwillingness. But at this moment, sitting on the wooden chair, he seemed to have managed to lean out half of his body from some kind of mud.
Feeling carefully, Chu Weiyang frowned.
However, after not seeing him for three days, he looked even more embarrassed. Only the aura of obvious cultivation made Yan Jianming suppress the doubts in his heart.
"As for the Poison Sutra technique..."
"rest."
But soon, Chu Weiyang slowly suppressed this unknown fire.
This flash of anger made Chu Weiyang's Jianggong heart beat violently.
The danger in the wilderness is no less than the life in the Demon Suppressing Cave. Now that God has dragged Chu Weiyang back from the short-term peace to this chilling world, the sense of crisis that has always been maintained makes Chu Weiyang subconsciously maintain his calmness. .
There is no such thing as a gentle country!
Open the curtain, it’s just a paper representation of all living beings!
The bright red blood was splashed over, and it was sticky, but it looked like a ghost.
After just one night's sleep, the mana was eroded even more severely.
"My mother said that she accidentally obtained this sutra in the past. Now that it is given to you, it is considered to have returned to its original owner, and a piece of cause and effect that has no beginning and no end has been completed!"
"This "Green Bamboo Alchemy Sutra" was chosen by my old mother for you from the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion in the mountains. When she found out that you wanted to practice the poisonous path, my old mother still lamented that this was God's will. Qi can take away the five internal organs and you were born in a demon sect. You must be able to do it. He is the person who inherited the ancient scripture of Panwang Sect, and this "Green Bamboo Pill Sutra" was also lost and passed down from the noble sect more than a hundred years ago."
He smiled with difficulty as well.
"Of course, it is not the ancient scriptures. Patriarch Qingzhu was the man who carried the cauldron for your sect more than five hundred years ago. He also practiced poison and beast control, and wrote this scripture in his later years."
The weather is clear and sunny.
It seemed that his heart was filled with anger overnight, and Steward Ma's plump mouth was full of dry cracks.
The more the "deal" continues, the more Yan Jianming wants to avoid offending Chu Weiyang. In Yan Jianming's eyes, people like Chu Weiyang are almost only one step away from being crazy.
He had been to Heyuanfang City, and naturally saw the people Chu Weiyang had killed, and saw the anger intertwined with thunder and fire at the sword mark.
The anger contained in his heart is enough, and there is no need to add more.
Turning his hand, he took out a Baicao Po'er Dan and swallowed it. Chu Weiyang picked up another spiritual stone and put it under his tongue. When Yuan Qi flowed in the chakras of the five internal organs, the last trace of anger after anger The meaning then disappears.
At this moment, he seemed to be walking hard in the desert. Suddenly someone grabbed his hair and pushed him into the water. But before Chu Weiyang could open his mouth and swallow, he was suddenly pulled out of the water again. Then he pressed hard into the hot sand and gravel!
Everything, all the changes, are like the paradoxical joke of fate.
"Send them here this time. Fifty pots of Herb-breaking Edan, forty-seven Dragon and Tiger Huiyuan Pills. I have sold all the inventory in the Huichun Pavilion in Hekoufang City. There are also spiritual stones and alchemy. I can't count them. You can go back and do it yourself." It counts."
After a deep sleep, Chu Weiyang's whole body felt loose and limp. Once most of his mind and defense were released, while his thoughts were racing, even the evil spirit was more active than usual in his sleep.
Turning around slightly stiffly, Chu Weiyang walked towards a bedroom. After only a few simple steps, Chu Weiyang stumbled a few times and then managed to hold on to the door frame.
It's unclear how many years have passed, and perhaps Chu Weiyang never thought that one day he would be able to have a peaceful sleep in this vast world.
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The next day.
"There is so much nonsense in this world..."
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When he saw Yan Jianming again, through the restricted aura, Yan Jianming was quite surprised at Chu Weiyang's mental state.
"Take the elixirs as you should, and use the wealth as you should. I hope Tingchang Mountain can still contact you in the future, and the support will not be cut off!"
"Qingzhu Patriarch Yuan Shuo Yunsha Yu Ling Dan Sutra"
"My mother said, this is the reward for protecting the people of Tingchangshan from disaster!"
In that flash of lightning, nameless resentment and rage shot straight to the ceiling.
What kind of world is this! What an unreasonable and thief God is this!
Only by being calm enough can you live longer.
On the jade slip, there is a series of large characters carved in ancient seal script -
"I hope you can remember this sentence."
Hearing this, Chu Weiyang took the Qiankun bag and carefully picked up the jade box.
"Thank you so much, Old Mother Danxia. I have written down everything that my Taoist friend told me. If I succeed in my cultivation in the future, I will definitely be rewarded!"
After hearing this, Yan Jianming just smiled politely and did not answer the question.