Next to the Emperor Mountain in the Xuanwu Imperial Capital, there is a rather gorgeous house. This house was originally owned by Xuan Mie. However, after Xuan Hong died, he naturally became the new king.
Since he is the king of the country, his residence has naturally been moved from this house to the original room of Xuanhong in Emperor Mountain.
Nowadays, this house that originally belonged to Xuan Mie is inhabited by the disciples of Duotian Mountain who followed Huan Kong. After Huan Kong left, these people were completely free, and a large table was filled with sumptuous food and wine.
Not to mention that there are only six of them, even if there are sixteen people sitting there, it won't be too crowded.
There were only five people at the table at this time. Near the top of the screen, the young man known as "Brother Zhuo" was smiling and raising his glass. The others immediately responded with smiles.
Duotian Mountain is the largest force in the ancient wasteland, and it usually disciplines its disciples very strictly. Not only does it make daily practice very difficult, but life is also very poor.
This kind of hard life is actually a kind of practice, and it is also a training for many disciples. The practice of a warrior is like sailing against the current, or like sailing on a dangerous shoal. Not only must you not relax for a moment, but you must also be careful to make no mistakes.
During the long years of cultivation, you need to have a firm goal and continue to practice hard, and at the same time, you must have a calm mind to deal with any unexpected changes in cultivation.
The reason why Duotian Mountain has been able to stand at the pinnacle of the ancient wilderness for countless years depends not only on the martial arts and martial arts, but also on the cultivation of the most basic character of the cultivator.
It's just that not every disciple can understand this way of cultivation. They need to go all the way through thorns and thorns, and only when they look back can they understand that this way of practice is the only path to "the highest and most powerful". Most of the disciples of Duotian Mountain
, they all suppressed the dissatisfaction and complaints in their hearts and persisted. What they cared more about was the resounding name of Duotian Mountain, so they gritted their teeth and persisted.
Once such a person really leaves Duotian Mountain and goes out to experience, and there is no elder from the master's sect to follow him, he will intensify his enjoyment. Moreover, with the famous name of Duotian Mountain, he will even use tiger skin as a banner to use outside.
Be a master and a blessing.
The young man known as "Brother Zhuo" put down his wine glass and said slowly: "Uncle Huankong has left. Judging from the way he left, plus what I heard before, this time the Fengtian Dynasty's
The trouble should be quite big, and he won't be able to get out in a short time."
Sitting under Brother Zhuo's hands was a young man with disheveled hair and a silk scarf on his head. His cultivation had also reached the Qi receiving stage. After hearing this, he said with a smile: "Brother Zhuo's judgment
There is definitely nothing wrong. If we people go back a few days earlier and a few days later, I believe there will be no problem."
Opposite this person, a very tall and sturdy young man smiled, poured himself a drink, and then said: "Haha, you are right, and this time we have a task assigned by Senior Brother Huanchen. We
Even if we use this as an excuse to delay our return for a while, I believe that Senior Brother will definitely cover it up for us."
The senior brother named Zhuo nodded with a smile and said: "Haha, I, Huan Zhuo, heard my senior brother's instructions personally before I came out. Everything else is not important. If that little brat doesn't understand, just get rid of him. Now that we're done
This matter and other things are naturally trivial, just trivial matters."
The young man with a white scarf and the sturdy young man across from him couldn't help but smile and exchange glances after hearing this. The two of them had some obvious compliments to the young man who called himself Huan Zhuo, but privately they didn't think much of it.
Treat it as the same thing.
This has something to do with the family relationships in Duotian Mountain. The person with the most respected status in Duotian Mountain is naturally Huansheng. Then it is the turn of Huan Kong and a series of people. Under this, there are countless branches of the Huan family. Although
There are also many people with foreign surnames in high positions in Duotian Mountain, but people from the Huan family still have a vague sense of superiority over others.
The senior brother Huan Chen in their mouth is the direct relative of the painter. The Huan Zhuo in front of them is just a branch of the Huan family, and he is not taken seriously by people like Huan Chen on weekdays. However, compared to other people with other surnames, Huan Zhuo
Zhuo is a bit superior.
The junior brothers sitting to his left and right were actually no worse than him in strength, but they had to obey Huan Zhuo's orders here. When they heard that they could stay outside for a longer time this time, the few of them felt relieved and prepared to relax completely.
Have fun.
At this time, a disciple sitting next to him, who only had the strength at the peak of the Qi Sensing Stage, said solemnly: "Junior Brother Li has been out for a while, will there be any changes?"
Hearing this, the wine glasses that Huan Zhuo and the two people beside him had just raised paused in the air at the same time. After exchanging glances with each other, they burst into laughter. Their behavior made the person who spoke blush.
"Junior Brother Wen, you are so good at joking. Although Junior Brother Li has the worst cultivation among us, he has to deal with trash from outside the ancient wilderness. And for the sake of safety, I also specifically told him not to attack directly, and
It is to lurk in the cracks of space and take action.
A small martial artist who is in the third level of Qi Sensing Stage has to be so careful just to leave us no excuse. Not to mention such a brat, even if he kills a strong man in the Qi Sensing Stage, he will definitely
It’s in hand…”
He stopped suddenly before he finished speaking. The five people turned their heads and looked aside, and saw that the space near the hall was gradually distorting.
Seeing this scene, Huan Zhuo's smile became even brighter, and he laughed and said: "Look, look, he's coming back just as he said it. Junior Brother Li, come here quickly, you already owe three glasses of wine.
Everyone has helped you remember it, now you have to make it up for me, senior brother, haha."
Everyone also followed suit, but they smiled and noticed something strange, because the crack in the space continued to expand, but the person in it was still not visible. Looking more closely, the crack in the space was actually gradually closing.
It's already closing.
Realizing that something was wrong, Huan Zhuo jumped to the crack in space. As he jumped away from the table, the crystal ring in his hand shone slightly. At the same time, there was a sparkling black light in his hand.
The crystal dagger appeared and slashed hard towards the space crack. The space crack that was about to close immediately grew larger.
After seeing the situation in the space crack clearly, Huan Zhuo's expression became extremely ugly. With quick hands and eyes, he reached into the space crack and fished it out, and an embarrassed figure covered in blood was pulled out from it.
At this moment, the other four disciples from Duotian Mountain had also gathered around him. These people leaned down to observe carefully. Although the person in front of them looked similar to "Junior Brother Li", they were still a little unsure.
Also fished out was the shuttle that Junior Brother Li had previously taken, which had been put away by Huan Zhuo with a trembling hand. Although several other people saw this scene with strange eyes, they didn't say much.
At this time, "Junior Brother Li"'s face and body were covered with blood. He was originally wearing a white linen gown, but now his clothes had completely turned red, but some places were dark red and some were light red.
Some places are as dark red as ink.
Looking at his exposed skin, there are blood holes left in some places, and blood is flowing out at this time. In some places, you can also see armor like the scales of a monster, which makes people unconscious after seeing it.
Some chills ran down my spine.
"This, this is Junior Brother Li. This ancient pine was painted by his master. There is absolutely nothing wrong with it."
The young man known as Junior Brother Wen pointed at the "bloody man" in front of him and said in horror. Huan Zhuo glared fiercely and said: "Nonsense, this is of course Junior Brother Li. He is poisoned, but what the hell is this?"
What kind of poison is it!”
The young man known as Junior Brother Li was naturally the disciple of Duotian Mountain who had attacked Zuo Feng before. He was now poisoned by the phosphorus poison, but he was forced to use his spiritual power. After his attempt to force out the poison failed, he could only barely circulate his spiritual energy.
While forcibly actuating the shuttle disk, I tried hard to suppress the poison.
But the strange thing about the Phosphorus-Removing Poison is that it can absorb the warrior's flesh, blood, spiritual energy, and even spiritual power to grow pieces of scale armor. If he keeps forcing his energy to move like this, not only will he be unable to alleviate the outbreak of the Phosphorus-Removing Poison,
On the contrary, it will quickly trigger the poison to explode more violently.
When Zuo Feng was poisoned by the phosphorus-removing poison, he followed the requirements of Chu Zhao and Chu Nan and tried to relax as much as possible. He neither used any spiritual power nor tried to cut off the connection between the spiritual energy and the outside world. He could only enter this almost dormant state.
Only then can toxic episodes be minimized.
Junior Brother Li didn't understand the principle at all. He rushed frantically through the cracks in space. His scales continued to grow and his body was quickly drained.
I finally managed to escape back here, but I could only barely open a gap in the space, and I didn't even have the strength to climb out.
If it weren't for Huan Zhuo's quick reaction and quick eyes to lift him out, no one would even know he was dead.
At this time, Junior Brother Li opened his eyes feebly and opened his mouth, but he could only make a bellows-like sound of "Hush, huff" from his throat, but he couldn't even utter a single word. The pain in his body was already making him close to death.
He went crazy, and what was even more terrifying was that he felt that death was getting closer and closer.
Looking at these senior brothers in front of him, he wanted to ask them to help him take revenge. He wanted all the senior brothers to help take care of the family, but he couldn't even say a word.
Like a fish that fell on the shore, he could only open his mouth to gasp for breath, and tears mixed with blood were already flowing from the corners of his eyes.
Using his last strength, he raised his right hand and pointed tremblingly at the wrist of his left hand. Everyone was confused and looked at the position he pointed at, but Junior Brother Li's whole body trembled suddenly, and then he collapsed loosely.
"Li, Junior Brother Li, his, his hand must be in pain!"
Junior Brother Wen looked at Junior Brother Li's bloody wrist and said with a cry.
Several other people glared at Junior Brother Wen as if they were an idiot, and secretly cursed him as an "idiot."
'Junior Brother Li is already in this state. Is there any pain all over his body?'