Chapter 191 Life Poison

Ever since Ning Qi learned about the changes in the world from the images deep in Yuan Tiansheng's blood, he has been extremely wary. The fate of the silver giant ape always serves as a warning to him.

Later, I met the Taoist priest Baishan.

The three words "cannot be said" made him even more fearful.

Then came the experiment with the Sword Demon, which made him realize that there were indeed poisonous substances in the spiritual energy, and that this poisonous substance was between reality and illusion, extremely strange, and contained a certain power that Ning Qi could not understand. It even made him fall into a bottleneck in deduction, and it was not until today that he obtained the Zhenwu inheritance that he was able to solve it.

But despite that.

Doubts still lingered in Ning Qi's mind.

What is this poisonous substance? Where did it come from? Why did it suddenly merge into the world?

He awaited the answer.

Hearing Ning Qi's question, the hunchbacked old man suddenly fell silent, with a complicated look in his eyes.

"He is not wrong. It is indeed 'unspeakable' because he cannot bear the backlash." The old voice sounded slowly, and the old man stared at Ning Qi, "But I can."

Ning Qi felt the pressure instantly.

The truth can only be told after enduring backlash. No wonder the Martial Saints avoided talking about it, and there has been no record of it for such a long time.

He was silent for a moment, not knowing whether he should continue asking.

obvious.

This comes at a high price.

The hunchbacked old man patted Ning Qi on the shoulder and said with a smile:

"You are excellent, so excellent that I can hardly believe it. How could such a fairy be born in this world? Maybe you are the variable. The variable is not among those old guys, but in you. Therefore... you are qualified to make me pay this price."

He watched Ning Qi's challenge throughout the process.

That level of comprehension was simply outrageous. He was now amazed in his heart. In his long life, he had never seen such an enchanting person. He had seen all kinds of immortal species and all kinds of innate physiques, but he had never seen someone with comprehension like Ning Qi.

The old man looked up at the top of the pavilion, as if he wanted to see through the sky, and his voice became heavier:

"This is... a fatal poison!"

Deadly poison!

This name suddenly shocked Ning Qi. Almost instantly, he found that the old man next to him was becoming weaker at an alarming rate. Some of his already sparse hair fell out, and his originally hunched back seemed to be hunched vertically.

His heart tightened and he hurriedly supported the old man. He wanted to say something, but the old man waved his hand to stop him.

"Life poison is the poison of life span. Once it is integrated into the spiritual energy, it becomes one with it and cannot be eradicated. This is the poison of rules and cannot be cured by anyone other than a martial saint. Anyone who refines the spiritual energy and enters the body will be invaded by life poison, and their life span will be exhausted and their spirit will be gone."

The old man's words were calm but thought-provoking.

Ning Qi's heart was filled with ripples.

The poison of longevity refers to the effect of life poison.

The poison of rules refers to the essence of the power of life poison.

Rules, this is a field that Ning Qi cannot reach for the time being. Just these two words are enough to make his breathing stagnate.

A strong vitality emerged from the hunchbacked old man, resisting the backlash that came from nowhere. His breath went up and down like a roller coaster. Ning Qi asked hurriedly:

"All the ancient martial saints were poisoned by life-threatening poisons, so their lifespans were exhausted and they could only survive in the world by various means? Anyone who is poisoned by life-threatening poisons is bound by rules and cannot tell others, otherwise they will be attacked by the life-threatening poison?"

The old man nodded and said in a low voice:

"When the life poison appeared, all the saints perished and the world mourned together. Fortunately, some extremely talented people found a way to alleviate it. It is the secret technique I just gave you. It was perfected by generations. Although it cannot completely break the life poison, it can reduce the impact so that the life span will not be immediately exhausted after being promoted to a Martial Saint."

“However, the life poison and spiritual energy are one and the same, one yin and one yang. As your cultivation deepens, your life span will become increasingly depleted. Many talented people in the world have died because of this and were unable to make further progress.”

Ning Qi understood immediately.

How powerful are these returning ancient saints.

I'm afraid they were all once peerless geniuses who shone for an era and suppressed their peers, but even so, under the oppression of the life-threatening poison, they had to use all kinds of methods and secret techniques to survive and live to the present world.

"It seems that the various methods used by the ancient saints should be to reduce the impact of the life poison as much as possible, otherwise they would have perished long ago."

Many doubts were cleared up one by one.

But new doubts arise.

"But if that's the case, shouldn't we pool our wisdom and work together to figure out a way to break the poison? Why do we want to cut off the path to becoming a martial saint and wipe out all the methods?"

"Also, where does this life-threatening poison come from?"

Ning Qi threw out questions one after another.

He couldn't figure it out.

I have many guesses in my mind, but they are just guesses.

The hunchbacked old man's breath was extremely weak. He did not answer, but slowly closed his eyes, which made Ning Qi's heart tighten. He immediately understood that the backlash of this life-threatening poison was serious, and the unfathomable old man in front of him could not be ignored. He saw that it was only because the old man had extremely strong vitality that he was able to withstand it. If it were the old Taoist priest Baishan, he would probably die on the spot.

But even so, these words came at a considerable cost.

A moment later.

The hunchbacked old man slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of lingering fear in his eyes, and then he said with a bit of weakness:

"I know you have many questions, but this is all I can say today. If I continue, I'm afraid you will be the one collecting my corpse."

Ning Qi was silent for a moment.

He bowed respectfully to the old man.

The old man waved his hand and said:

"After you become a martial saint, come back to me and I will tell you everything."

Ning Qi understood that this was because he had not yet been contaminated by the aura of the fatal poison, so the old man told him that he needed to endure the backlash. If he became a Martial Saint, he would not have to do so.

"Thank you, senior!" Ning Qi bowed again.

Today’s trip to Zhenwu Temple.

A lot of harvest has been reaped.

Not only did he obtain the martial saint's method and the secret technique to alleviate the life poison, but he also had a clearer understanding of the life poison, and at least he was no longer a headless fly.

"The poison of rules lies between reality and illusion. It is a great move to poison the world!" he whispered in his heart.

"With the method, and your talent and understanding, when your spiritual power is revived, you will definitely be able to take advantage of the opportunity to step into the realm of martial saint. Then you can come again." The old man sighed, "No need to think too much, everything will be clear when the time comes. Just work hard."

He looked at Ning Qi with some expectation in his eyes.

Ning Qi nodded seriously.

"I will."

"As for these classics, you can take them all away and put them in your bead."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed, and a stream of spiritual power immediately poured into the Yu Wang Pearl. Ning Qi was surprised to find that the space in the Yu Wang Pearl suddenly increased a hundred times, and it was no problem to put down a small mountain.

The old man smiled and said:

"I don't have such great abilities. I am just helping you restore the original power of this bead. The material of this bead is indeed good."

Ning Qi suddenly understood.

He was really shocked just now. He could create such a miracle with just a wave of his hand. He couldn't imagine how strong the old man was.

"Thank you, senior."

Ning Qi thanked him, and then activated the Yu Wangzhu. The vast sea of ​​classics suddenly flew over like snowflakes, making a rustling sound, which looked extremely spectacular.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but lift slightly.

This harvest is indeed huge, and it can greatly enrich the foundation of the Zhenwu Sect. With this complete inheritance, no sect in the world can compete with the Zhenwu Sect in foundation. Many of the classics are also helpful to Ning Qi.

A moment later.

The Sutra Repository is empty.

The hunchbacked old man laughed and said:

"Good boy, you are really plucking feathers from a passing goose."

Ning Qi smiled and did not refute.

Of course, all the tests that I passed by my own ability should be moved away.

The old man shook his head and laughed.

"Go ahead."

A vortex has appeared in the void.

Ning Qi nodded, and he looked at the old man again. Seeing the expectation and encouragement in the old man's eyes, he felt inexplicably warm in his heart, and then he stepped out.

Watching Ning Qi’s back disappear.

The hunchbacked old man looked sad:

"I've been here for so many years and met so many interesting people. I've really gotten used to it. If possible, I really don't want to move. I just don't know if this little guy named Ning Qi can do it."

“Zhenwu…Zhenwu…”

…

Black Sand Sea.

As time passed, more and more powerful warriors arrived, and this place became more and more lively.

But at this moment.

The atmosphere was somewhat noisy.

The warriors looked at the foggy area in front of them in doubt and astonishment. Just now, the fog suddenly rolled violently, as if it was boiling. The warriors who had just entered it were thrown out and fell into the sea in a mess.

This puzzled everyone.

Even those who couldn't get through the fog before could only come out from other directions in a daze, which was definitely not the case now.

Someone bravely tried to enter again.

But found out.

The fog before my eyes seemed to have turned into an iron wall, impossible to enter.

It is like this everywhere, in the sky and under the sea, without a single omission.

Such a sudden change immediately shocked everyone.

"How could it be so sudden? Could it be that the Zhenwu Palace is going to disappear from the world again?" Everyone became nervous. They finally found an ancient relic and the opportunity was right before their eyes, but in the end, they hadn't gained anything and it was going to disappear from the world. How could they be willing to accept this?

“Maybe it’s not seclusion, but other reasons!”

Someone's eyes flickered.

"It's possible that someone has already obtained the inheritance of Zhenwu Palace!"

This immediately reminded everyone.

All the looks turned strange, and a whisper came from nowhere, expressing everyone's thoughts:

"If I remember correctly, the people sent by Zhenwu have not come out yet."

This word does not indicate anything.

But the leaders couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the Zhenwu Sect had already obtained the inheritance of the Zhenwu Palace, which led to such a change?

Some quick-witted people have already realized that the person who said this obviously has bad intentions and wants to muddy the waters.

Obviously.

Many people are unwilling to return empty-handed.

Eyes flickered, staring at the fog ahead.

Every martial arts expert was trying their best to sense the movements around them, so as to avoid any escapees.

In a stagnant atmosphere.

The fog suddenly stagnated, as if a giant creature opened its mouth and suddenly spit out something foreign.

A figure fell out.

"He's from the Zhenwu School! I remember him!" someone exclaimed.

He was a young third-generation disciple of the Zhenwu School.

He failed to pass the level and was feeling frustrated, but his heart immediately tightened. He subconsciously looked around and found that he was surrounded by warships and the sea was so crowded that no one could get through. Not only that, there were also powerful figures floating up and down in the sky.

Those fiery gazes were full of aggression and malice.

"Gudong." He couldn't help swallowing.

The feeling of oppression in front of me is too strong.

The disciple couldn't help but hold the sword in his hand tightly. Although his body was shaking, his eyes gradually became firm.

He couldn't bring down the prestige of the Zhenwu sect.

Everyone had different expressions, all waiting.

At this time.

The fog began to fluctuate violently again.

One figure after another was spit out.

"They are all disciples of Zhenwu Sect! Except for Taoist Longshan and a young Taoist, all the others are present." Everyone's eyes became more and more heated.

This strange phenomenon made it difficult for them not to associate the changes in this ancient heritage site with the entry of the Zhenwu Sect.

Ye Qinghe took a deep breath.

She and He Yan looked at each other, and after seeing that Ning Qi and Taoist Longshan were gone, they both felt nervous.

but.

She remained calm, ignored all the looks, and walked on the waves with her disciples, preparing to head towards the agreed Jade Snake Island.

But things obviously won't go so smoothly.

Auras were vaguely locking onto them, and someone laughed:

"This girl..."

"Ye Qinghe is the third disciple of Immortal Longshan!" The female Taoist raised her eyebrows, looking heroic and valiant, causing many people to look at her in surprise.

"Miss Ye is polite. I have something to ask you."

Ye Qinghe looked at the heavenly aura emanating from that person and suppressed his inner irritability:

"Speaking."

"May I ask what kind of incident happened in the Zhenwu Palace? Why is it that suddenly no one can enter?"

Ye Qinghe could clearly feel the gazes around her heating up in an instant. With her intelligence, it was not difficult for her to guess what these people were thinking, but the problem was that they didn't know either.

Ye Qinghe said neither humbly nor arrogantly:

"We just came out and learned about the changes in the fog. We did enter the Zhenwu Hall, but like those who entered before, we failed the assessment."

She told the truth.

They entered a test below the Heavenly Man Realm, which was also a test of comprehension and combat power. They felt that the difficulty was abnormal and terrifying.

Everyone's eyes flashed.

Someone in the crowd immediately said sarcastically:

"You're lying! If your Zhenwu Sect hadn't obtained the inheritance, how could the Zhenwu Palace's mist suddenly undergo such a drastic change? Everyone, their Zhenwu Palace just wants to keep the inheritance for itself!"

Ye Qinghe and He Yan were shocked and angry. They looked around but could not find any trace of that person.

That voice was erratic, expressing the thoughts of many people:

"In my opinion, since the True Martial Arts inheritance is open to everyone in the world, it should be shared by everyone in the world. This is the most beneficial choice for the martial arts world. Don't you agree?"

The Tianren who had been talking to Ye Qinghe before was about to speak when his expression suddenly changed.

An extremely sharp sword light shot out from the fog.

He accurately pierced a short man on the side of a warship. There was still a trace of pride on the corner of his mouth, but there was incredible fear in his eyes.

The sarcastic voice from before suddenly stopped.

Everyone's heart was pounding, and they all looked towards the fog.

A figure with crane-like aura stepped out. Who else could it be but Taoist Longshan?

The Zhenwu Sect's people were overjoyed and immediately went to greet them. Taoist Longshan looked around at everyone calmly:

"Don't say that my Zhenwu sect didn't get the inheritance. Even if we did get it, it's the opportunity of my sect. Do you want to grab it?"

He felt a little regretful.

Although he managed to pass the Yin-Yang Fist, the Four Symbols Palm that followed was too difficult. He only had time to comprehend half of it before time ran out. However, he passed a few more combat power levels and finally received some rewards based on the overall assessment, which made up for a lot of the Zhenwu inheritance he had received before.

But he was not completely disappointed.

As long as Ning Qi is here, there is still hope.

For now, let’s solve the current trouble first.

The Tianren realm warrior who had spoken before only felt a chill on his neck.

Before Taoist Longshan came out, he still had a certain amount of confidence, but now that Taoist Longshan had come out, he didn't dare to be presumptuous. The scene of the other party suppressing two powerful men on the Heavenly Man List alone was still vivid in his mind.

"Master Longshan is wrong. If I were to inherit this kind of heritage, I would naturally share it for the benefit of the world." A purple-robed swordsman said with a smile.

Taoist Longshan shook his head and sighed:

"Old Man Zijian, if I remember correctly, you have been to the Zhenwu Sword Monument more than once. Now you want to repay my Zhenwu Sect with ingratitude?"

Some people looked at Old Man Zijian with disdain.

This really shouldn't happen.

But the old man with the purple sword did not blush or breathe heavily:

"You are right, Immortal. I just thought that since the Zhenwu Sect is willing to open the Zhenwu Sword Monument to the world, now that we have inherited it, we should naturally continue this fine tradition. I was inspired by the Zhenwu Sword Monument, so I had this idea. Please don't blame me, Immortal."

As he said this he bowed deeply.

Two words popped up in everyone's mind.

Shameless!

But most people just remain silent. They need someone to step forward and provide a seemingly reasonable excuse.

The law does not hold everyone responsible.

Let's all get this done together today. If Master Tianjian wants to hold us accountable in the future, he will have no place to pursue us. Can he potentially catch up to us one by one and kill us all?

Everyone from the Zhenwu Sect glared at Old Man Zijian.

Taoist Longshan stared at him, and then said calmly:

"It's a pity that I didn't pass the test and didn't get the Zhenwu inheritance. I'm sorry to disappoint you."

"Then how does the real person explain the change in the fog? How can there be such a coincidence in the world?"

“I don’t know.”

Taoist Longshan walked forward in the air with his disciples, ready to leave.

But auras locked it down, making it dark and unclear.

Some people are still hesitating.

Taoist Longshan knew that he could not wait any longer. The weaker he showed, the more others would think that the Zhenwu Sect was easy to bully.

"Master, what you said is not true..." Old Man Zijian was still chattering, but Taoist Longshan had already taken action.

Boom!

The Bridge of Heaven and Man was in motion, and the surging power of heaven and earth gathered together. The two fists transformed into yin and yang, each producing mysteries, and then they suppressed the old man with Purple Sword. The old man with Purple Sword was horrified. He had heard before that Taoist Longshan suppressed the Black Evil Knife Master and the White Eyebrow Master alone, and he thought it was a bit exaggerated.

But now it seems that it is even worse than before.

He drew his sword hastily, and the sword energy was like a rainbow, surrounded by purple air, full of sharpness and weirdness. A conspicuous dividing line appeared above the sea, extending very far. Several warships were neatly split in half by the sword, and the warriors on the warships hurriedly jumped into the sea.

But this rainbow-like sword energy could not stop the two punches at all.

This is the change of yin and yang that Taoist Longshan realized from the Yin and Yang Fist. He took its essence and integrated it into his own Taoism.

The two fists pulled at each other, and the sword energy suddenly twisted.

Under the horrified gaze of old man Zijian.

Fist of suppression.

The sea surface collapsed.

He was blasted and flew backwards vomiting blood. This powerful man, who was ranked higher than the Black Evil Blade Master and the White Eyebrow Master, was actually no match for Taoist Longshan, and was obviously much worse than him.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

The previous frenzy gradually cooled down.

Some people who were blinded by interests gradually woke up.

The power of Taoist Longshan made many people back off.

Old Man Zijian came back coughing up blood, his expression was uncertain. He looked at the calm Taoist Longshan, and for some reason he felt a trace of fear. He didn't know how deep the Taoist in front of him was.

"Master, I apologize for offending you today." He took the initiative to surrender, then clasped his fists and retreated.

This man is a rare strong man who is shameless. Nothing is more important than his own life. He will never get entangled if something is impossible. Now that he is injured, he will not have the upper hand in the fight for inheritance. In this case, he might as well give up and wait and see what happens next.

The retreat of Old Man Zijian made everyone's expression change.

The Black Evil Blade Master and the White Eyebrow Master, who were originally watching, also calmed down the Yuan Dan in their bodies, and their eyes gradually calmed down. The swift and decisive action of Taoist Longshan worked and severely intimidated the group of people.

Taoist Longshan breathed a sigh of relief.

He was about to leave with his excited disciples.

There was another fluctuation in the distant sky, and a swordsman with a powerful aura appeared.

"It's Luofu Sword Master! It is said that he has a rift with the Zhenwu Sect, and he was severely humiliated when Tianjian Zhenren came into the world." Someone recognized the identity of the person.

Luofu Sword Master's face twitched slightly. Those discussions could be said to be the pain in his heart. They had not been made public in recent years, but he did not expect that people in the world still remembered them so clearly.

He looked coldly at the Zhenwu Sect Master and said:

"If I saw correctly, what you used just now was the Yin Yang Fist."

"I'm afraid many of you here know that this Yin-Yang Fist is a test of your understanding. Judging from the degree to which you use it, you must have fully understood it and passed the test. Do you still dare to say that you have not inherited it?"

Luofu Sword Master said it all in one sentence.

Everyone's eyes changed again.

Originally, there was no definite information proving that the Zhenwu sect had inherited the legacy, and since Taoist Longshan was strong enough, they had planned to give up. But now, they became active again.

"Perhaps... Master Longshan can give us an explanation." Luofu Sword Master held the sword to his chest, a playful smile on his face.

Taoist Longshan's eyes were cold:

"Who do you think you are? Do I need to explain myself to you?"

Luofu Sword Master’s face changed.

Just as he was about to speak, a faint voice came from a distance:

"He is not qualified. Does this saintly book ask you to explain?"

(End of this chapter)