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Chapter 12 Fire Poison

 There is silence in the practice room, and wisps of green smoke rise slowly from the animal pattern incense burner. The aroma is light and elegant, calming the mind and calming the mind. This is a tranquilizing incense that can assist cultivators in cultivating their spirits.

With the thin mist lingering all over his body, Zhang Chunyi has obviously taken Hongyun into the interior location, extracted the demonic power of Hongyun, and entered the demonized state.

Zuqiao, Chenyue Lake, dense mist rose on the lake surface, carrying the breath of red clouds. At the bottom of the lake, spiritual thoughts condensed, and Zhang Chunyi appeared in front of Tianjun Furnace.

"I tried it before and there was no response. I wonder if there will be any change this time."

The thoughts turned, and the demonic power condensed in Zhang Chunyi's hands.

After refining Hongyun, Zhang Chunyi tried it once, but to no avail. This time Hongyun's cultivation improved, and Zhang Chunyi decided to try again.

The demonic power flows slowly, pouring into the Tianjun Furnace continuously. As time goes by, a dim light finally lights up from the Tianjun Furnace, like a candlelight in the dark night, weak and hard to look away from, but just below

In an instant, this dim light was quietly extinguished.

"It works, but I don't have enough mana."

Listening to Hongyun's groan after his mana was drained, and looking at the Tianjun furnace that had returned to silence again, Zhang Chunyi did not feel disappointed, but felt very happy. If the mana is insufficient, then increase the mana. All he needs to do is find the direction.

With his soul exhausted and his demonic state lifted, Zhang Chunyi entered meditation again and meditated, and another night passed in a flash.

In the early morning, in the backyard of Changqingguan, Zhang Chunyi appeared again outside the bamboo forest after finishing his morning practice.

Hongyun's cultivation has increased to ten years, and he has received certain feedback, and his soul has grown stronger. Relying on his state of mind after decades of practice and the secret method of the soul, Fuhu Seal, Zhang Chunyi has some confidence in breaking through the ecstasy.

"My mind is unmoved and my feelings are not confused."

With his hands in the tiger seal and his mind calm and unified, Zhang Chunyi calmly walked into the bamboo forest.

The focus of the ecstasy array is to confuse the mind. If the mind is shaken, the five senses will be confused, and you will be in danger of getting lost. You will be trapped alive in the array. Otherwise, there is no direct killing ability.

This formation method is still quite dangerous for warriors and monsters, but for immortal cultivators, as long as they are in a good mood and have a strong soul, they can easily pass it.

Step by step, without stopping, Zhang Chunyi passed through the bamboo forest in a short time, as if it was just an ordinary bamboo forest.

After passing through the bamboo forest, the view suddenly broadened, and a courtyard covering an area of ​​nearly an acre appeared in front of Zhang Chunyi. Its main material was green bamboo, which was exquisite and elegant.

After stopping for a moment, his spiritual thoughts spread out, and after confirming that there were no more arrangements, he opened the courtyard door and Zhang Chunyi walked in.

In early winter, the weather turned cold and was already a bit bleak, but the moment he walked into the courtyard, Zhang Chunyi felt as warm as spring.

"Small spirit gathering array."

Feeling the aura of inspiration in the hospital, Zhang Chunyi understood in his heart.

The Bamboo Garden occupies a large area. In addition to the main hall, there are also left and right side rooms. There are rockeries, flowers and plants, and a spiritual spring. Based on this, a lotus pond that fills the inner courtyard was built.

The water in the pool is clear, with a bottom of pebbles and broken jade. There are swimming fish inside, which are as green as jade and shaped like carps. Most of them are the size of a palm and are extremely agile. Occasionally, there are a few pink lotus flowers hidden among the green lotus leaves, which is quite charming.

Interesting.

"The second-grade elixir, white jade lotus, and the first-grade spiritual beast, green jade carp, should be the most precious wealth of Evergreen Temple."

Walking on the trestle made of green bamboo, looking at the lotus flowers and swimming fish in the pond, Zhang Chunyi's thoughts were turning.

The white jade lotus seeds produced by the white jade lotus have mild medicinal properties and can be easily absorbed by monsters. They are a good second-grade elixir, and its withered petals and lotus leaves can be used as food for the first-grade spiritual beast, the green jade carp. Spirit beasts and elixirs

They all live in aura, can be eaten by immortal cultivators, and can also increase the cultivation level of monsters. They are also a good cultivation resource.

Although he only saw the simple side, Zhang Chunyi knew that Chang Qingzi must have put a lot of thought into running this place.

Songyan Mountain has a small second-grade spiritual vein, and the spiritual spring in the Bamboo Garden was born from it. It is not easy for Changqingzi to build the current white jade lotus pond based on this. As long as he continues to maintain it, it will be enough.

It became the foundation of Evergreen Temple, supported the cultivation of many immortal cultivators, and allowed Evergreen Temple to truly transform into a sect.

After walking across the trestle, Zhang Chunyi walked towards the main hall. This is a quiet room, a place of practice specially built by Chang Qingzi for himself.

Looking at the closed door, his white fingertips were stained with darkness, and with all his strength, Zhang Chun pressed his palms one by one.

The door cracked open, and Zhang Chunyi stepped in.

The pearls are hung with silk threads, and the light in the quiet room is bright but not dazzling. There is nothing else except the incense burner and the futon for meditation, which have long since dissipated.

The moment he walked into the quiet room, Zhang Chunyi saw Chang Qingzi's body.

Three months have passed. Under normal circumstances, Chang Qingzi's body should have rotted long ago, but there was no stench as expected, because Chang Qingzi turned into a charred corpse, with his whole body charred black and the remnants of the past on his face.

He looked ferocious, as if he had been burned alive by a fire, but the strange thing was that the Taoist robe on his body was still intact.

"Have you been hit by some kind of fire-attribute magic?"

Looking at the Changqingzi whose flesh and blood had dried up, like a charred corpse, Zhang Chunyi had this thought in his mind.

His spiritual thoughts spread, but Zhang Chunyi did not approach rashly.

"There is a scratch on the shoulder that is deep enough to show the bone. It is suspected to be left by some kind of small monster. There are no obvious injuries on the other parts."

"It's just that Chang Qingzi was not burned to death, but poisoned."

After careful observation for a long time, Zhang Chunyi had a clearer understanding of the cause of Chang Qingzi's death, and it was only then that he walked over.

"What a domineering fire poison."

Coming closer and seeing Chang Qingzi's ferocious appearance at close range, Zhang Chunyi let out an exclamation.

The cause of Chang Qingzi's death was the small scratch on his right shoulder. The scratch itself was not fatal. What was fatal was that it carried astonishing fire poison. This kind of fire poison was extremely overbearing. Even if Chang Qingzi escaped by chance,

There is still no way to get rid of Evergreen Temple, and the living beings were poisoned to death in the quiet room. Fortunately, although this kind of fire poison is overbearing, it will dissipate after the outbreak and will not be left behind.

"I don't know what kind of monster it is?"

Whispering softly, Zhang Chunyi pulled off a palm-sized gray bag from Chang Qingzi's waist, which was the demon collection bag.

Zhang Chun had expected Chang Qingzi's death early on, and he would not be sad. After all, he was different from his predecessor, and even his predecessor probably would not be too sad. Although his predecessor and Chang Qingzi were masters and apprentices, their love for each other was still there.

In fact, the relationship is not deep, and it is precisely because of this that Zhao Shan, as a follower of Changqingzi, disagrees with Zhang Chunyi so much and does not want him to inherit the legacy of Changqingguan.


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