Part Seven, Chapter 372: The Poison Doctor Dances in the City
Since Chu Yang was reborn, he has never considered this matter. (氵kun.
氵kundiandian)
In other words, there is no such thing in my memory!
Until just now, Mo Qingwu said: "For you... I dance to the sky!"
When he said this sentence, Chu Yangcai suddenly thought of it like an enlightenment. When he thought of this poem, he thought of this person.
Snow and tears are cold!
It turns out that I have been ignoring this person! Why?
Thinking of Xue Leihan, Chu Yang suddenly remembered many things.
Only then did I realize that this life is different from the previous life in many ways.
In his previous life, he was a Poison Sword Martial Master. Although he had a famous name, he was just a Martial Master. However, he was able to move freely across the lower three days. He could even come and go freely in some places in the middle three days.
King-level masters have no three-day skills at all, and only a pitiful number of three-day skills among them.
Mo Tianji ambushed him, but only used three thrones!
But in this life...
The Mo family has more than three thrones? They even have a throne!
In the last three days, the throne is not worth mentioning, and the throne is not worth mentioning; the king level is just that, the saint level is common, the supreme... Now it seems that in the entire upper three days, there may be thousands, or even tens of thousands!
In the previous life, there were two legends: Supreme Chenfeng and Supreme Liuyun.
The only contemporary supreme legend is Ning Tianya and Bu Liuqing...
What now?
Or maybe I was ignorant and ignorant in my previous life, and after three days in the last life, I was like a mouse crossing the street. As soon as I came up, I died before I could get the fifth piece of the Nine Tribulations Sword...
But, legends are legends after all! Are you so ignorant and ignorant?
And, most importantly, Xue Leihan!
There is no such person with unparalleled literary talent and fame in the ninth heaven in this life! Absolutely not! Absolutely not!
why is that?
Thinking of Xue Leihan, Chu Yang's heart moved again, and he suddenly felt a vague sense of familiarity.
The old fortune teller...
Don’t dance lightly in the clouds in the sky, the sky can be mended on the road to the third life, the yin and yang need to be cherished, and the evil spirit is awe-inspiring, don’t talk nonsense...
So familiar...
Snow and tears are cold!
It turns out to be you!
Chu Yang was stunned.
He can now be 100% sure that the old fortune teller he and Zi Xieqing met in Tianji City is the one who became friends with him in his previous life... Xue Leihan, the most talented person in the world!
But at that time, I just didn’t recognize it!
Who is he?
What is going on in this?
Chu Yang's mind suddenly turned into a ball of mud. The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, and the more he thought about it, the more clueless he became. He just vaguely felt that if he could unravel all this, then he would discover
An earth-shattering secret!
At this time, I heard Mo Qingwu say: "That person... is so strange."
Chu Yang was startled and looked up.
Only a few dozen feet in front of me, I saw a middle-aged scribe in white, walking on the white snow.
This road is the only way to the Great Hall of All Medicines. At this moment, people are coming and going on the street. Although it is early in the morning, it is extremely lively. But this man in white is just walking among the bustling crowd.
He also had a warm smile on his face and looked very amiable, but he felt as if he had been alone for tens of thousands of years and was so out of tune with everything around him.
This man stepped on the white snow and walked creakingly. Every step he took was a deep footprint. Walking like this should be very strenuous, but looking at his form, it was like a spring breeze, so leisurely and freehand.
"It's very strange." Chu Yang's heart was ringing with alarm bells.
If my guess is correct, this person should be an extremely dangerous person.
While he was thinking about it, the man in white had already walked not far in front of him. He suddenly turned his head and seemed to have spotted the two of them. He smiled and said, "What a little girl in red. She is as cute as a pearl of fairy dew."
Mo Qingwu's face turned red and she hid behind Chu Yang. Only half of her face was secretly exposed to watch.
Chu Yang smiled and cupped his hands: "That's an award. May I ask your Excellency?"
The man in white smiled casually and said: "Pharmacist, you are not a popular person." He seemed to be smiling bitterly, but he was full of chicness and said: "I didn't even pass the first level, so I was kicked off and went to see the excitement."
Chu Yang smiled: "That's it."
Said: "Would you like to go along with us?"
When he said this, the man in white was also saying: "Why don't we go all the way?"
The two looked at each other and laughed.
Chu Yang's smile was tolerant and kind, and the smile of the man in white was soft and warm.
However, when Mo Qingwu saw the two people's smiles, she suddenly shivered.
The two walked side by side, and the man in white smiled and said: "Brother Chu is going to win the championship this time. I am here specifically to cheer for Brother Chu today."
Chu Yang showed a surprised expression and said with a smile: "So your Majesty knows me."
The man in white shook his head and laughed: "Brother Chu is the best. How many of the pharmacists in Tianji City don't know you, Brother Chu?"
Chu Yang laughed happily and said: "It depends on luck... not necessarily, there are many experts, but I am not sure at all."
He said he was not sure at all, but his voice and face were obviously "fake modesty" and he was clearly full of confidence.
The man in white lowered his head, seemingly not looking at him, and said, "Brother Chu, why should you be so humble? With Brother Chu's achievements, it is no big deal to be ranked first in the world."
At this time, suddenly someone on the roadside shouted: "Ah, Brother Lu!"
The man in white stopped and said apologetically: "Brother Chu, I met a friend."
Chu Yang said hurriedly: "Brother, please excuse me."
The man in white smiled apologetically, turned around hurriedly, and walked to the man calling out from the roadside. The two looked extremely affectionate, as if they were reunited after a long separation...
Chu Yang and Mo Qingwu continued to move forward in the thick snow. They continued talking as usual, turned a corner, and entered another road.
There are only a few dozen feet away from the venue of the Ten Thousand Medicines Ceremony.
…
On the roadside just now.
The man in white was still smiling, but his face had become cold.
A black shadow appeared silently and asked with a smile: "Brother Wu, is that right?"
The man in white shook his head and said: "Probably not. But this kid is hidden deep enough; you guys, he is a first-class monarch; but, he has a hidden sword intention in him. Depending on the situation, his true cultivation is definitely a sword.
The level of the Middle Saint King! Moreover, it is not lower than the fifth level!"
The man in black breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Then I can rest assured. The Saint King of Swords is not scary. However, since he is the Saint King of Swords, he came all the way from the Sword Emperor, and the Nine Tribulations Sword Master,
It is absolutely impossible to become the Sword Emperor."
The man in white said: "Yes. So, this Chu Yang is definitely not the Nine Tribulations Sword Master! However, this young man is definitely under twenty years old. He has already had such shocking cultivation, and he is the soul inheritance of the Medical Saint... It can be said that
He is the unique number one genius in the Nine Heavens! If this person develops, his future achievements may not be lower than those of the Nine Tribulations Sword Master!"
When these two people were talking, when they mentioned the words 'Nine Tribulations Sword Master', they were gnashing their teeth and filled with hatred.
The man in black was silent for a moment and said, "So, Brother Wu did something?"
The man in white snorted and said: "Of course I won't take advantage of him; along the way, I have given him seven kinds of poisons! These seven kinds of poisons are incurable. They usually restrain each other and everything is fine.
But once the time limit is reached, it will happen immediately, just like a sudden stroke, which cannot be recovered! In the finals, just let him have the attack."
The man in black breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Brother Wu, thank you for your hard work."
The man in white smiled faintly: "It's not hard work, but... poisoning such a small character is a bit demeaning..."
The two of them laughed and suddenly disappeared.
…
Over there, Chu Yang turned the corner.
The sword spirit came out with almost a cold sweat: "Oh my God, I really saw a ghost."
"Saw a ghost? Haha..." Chu Yang was not surprised and said calmly: "That person just now must be Wu Juecheng, right?"
Sword Spirit was stunned for a moment: "How do you know?"
"I just know." Chu Yang smiled and said, "Intuition."
Then he said: "He didn't recognize me."
Then he said: "If he recognizes me, then at this moment, I will have turned into a pile of rotten meat!"
The sword spirit sighed and said: "This is absolutely true. Wu Juecheng's hatred for the Nine Tribulations Sword Master far exceeds that of the current Dharma Master!"
Chu Yang understood and said: "Because of Wu Juecheng's special status, haha, the descendant of the Supreme Morning Wind is always held up by others wherever he goes. Throughout his life, he has never suffered any setbacks or deceptions. How can he be fooled by others all his life?
Don’t hate?”
Then he said: "What poison did he give me?"
Sword Spirit was stunned: "Can you feel that he poisoned you?"
Chu Yang smiled faintly: "I can't feel it! Even until now, I don't even feel it at all; but Wu Juecheng didn't come to me specifically to say these words that are not painful or itchy."
"Seven kinds of poisons, which check and balance each other, can cause stroke and paralysis." Sword Spirit smiled: "However, he does not want your life. It seems that he just wants you to have a stroke in the finals..."
Chu Yang clicked his tongue and said, "Awesome! Can it be cured?"
Sword Spirit said: "Of course there is no problem. But... this kind of poison can only be absorbed by the Nine Tribulations Sword. If Wu Juecheng discovers that you are not poisoned, he will immediately know that you are the Nine Tribulations Sword Master, and Wu Juecheng will
Then he’ll come and kill you! Even in the finals, he couldn’t stop him.”
Chu Yang thought deeply: "Is there any other way?"
"Yes." Sword Spirit chuckled: "You can now put a bottle of living spring water in your arms and drink half of the bottle; this kind of poison can delay its onset for a period of time. I will take away the poison and you finish the game.
.Even if Wu Juecheng comes, he will know the reason when he sees the living spring water..."
Chu Yang's eyes lit up: "He made me paralyzed and suffered a stroke. It shouldn't be as simple as preventing me from the finals. But... there should be another agenda. Otherwise, with Wu Juecheng's status, how could he poison me?
Wouldn't it be relaxing and pleasant to simply slap him to death?"
"So their goal is still Sister Zi and others." Chu Yang snorted coldly: "Want to use poison to balance or threaten?"