The Road to Martial Arts BOSS

Chapter 530 Seal
Qi poison is one of the most difficult hurdles for poison warriors.

Poison Dao fighters extract toxic substances to practice poison kung fu. Although they have created powerful lethality and some strange abilities, it is also because of this that the true energy is not pure.

How to refine the toxic substances in the true qi is the complete transformation of the poison kung fu mixed with the poisonous and true qi into pure true qi with poisonous attributes, which is the threshold that poison warriors must face.

For example, Lin Qiuxuan, if he wants to reach the peak of the True Alchemy Realm and have the foundation to attack the gods, he must refine the poison in the true qi to make the true qi pure and unique.

After refining the poison, their poison is purely composed of true qi, so don't call it qi poison.

Since Lin Qiuxuan’s own martial arts has been integrated into the "Blood Soul True Solution" of the Blood Demon Sect, his poison skills have undergone tremendous changes. The experience of Wan Poison Sect in the past has little help for him. He has been feeling the stones on how to refine his own poison. cross the river.

"However, even if it is qi poison, with the realm of the white-haired Taoist, it shouldn't completely remove some of the disadvantages of corpse qi." Lin Qiuxuan murmured.

Since ancient times, there are many poisonous kungfu fighters who have practiced corpse poison, for example, the Temple of Corpse Yin in Tianmo Palace is the best among them.However, these corpse Taoist warriors also need to go to the state of supernatural powers to completely lose the characteristics related to corpses. The situation like the white-haired Taoist is unique.

So the Taoist must have a secret.

Lin Qiuxuan thinks so.

He didn't know that this corpse qi was completely imitated by Qing Yu with his own true qi, and it didn't go through the process of first absorbing the poison, then merging the poison, and refining the poison.According to Lin Qiuxuan's guess, the white-haired Taoist possessed some kind of magical skill of poisoning, so that he could have such a miraculous and exquisite poisoning skill.

For this kind of magical power, which warrior does not desire it?Especially Lin Qiuxuan who is in urgent need of refining poison.

"Lin Kan, take Lin Feng back to the door. Remember, don't reveal the news about the white-haired Taoist." Lin Qiuxuan ordered after suppressing the fire poison in Lin Feng's body.

Lin Kan and Lin Feng are his confidantes, otherwise they wouldn't have brought the credit for seriously injuring Xuanzhang, and shared some gains.

It's just that Lin Qiuxuan didn't expect that Xuanzhang, who rarely makes shots in ordinary times, would have such strength after ten years of meditation in this mountain.As a result, the attack failed.

However, if one can find a way to refine one's own toxicity, it will not be a loss to fail a few times.

Lin Kan also knew Lin Qiuxuan's desire, so he nodded slightly, and left with Lin Feng who was still in a coma.

"The rest is the white-haired Taoist..." Lin Qiuxuan looked in the direction of the naive temple, his eyes flickered, and unspeakable calculations lingered in his heart.

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Naive view.

Xuan Zhen and Qing Yu returned to the temple and came to their master and apprentice's room.

"I don't know if the Wandumen will strike again. Pindao and Junior Brother Xuanzhang should leave as soon as possible. So, fellow daoist, I will trouble you."

Looking at Qing Ling who was sleeping peacefully, a trace of pity and apology flashed in Xuan Zhen's eyes, and then he bowed to Qing Yu and asked.

The pain of the past can sometimes become an obstacle in the present life, for the sake of the apprentice's physical and mental health, Xuanzhen decides to seal her painful memory.

"It's just a matter of raising your hands, you don't need to thank you fellow daoist."

Qing Yu sideways flashed Xuanzhen's etiquette, walked to the window, and looked at this little Taoist nun who had a good master.

The little Taoist girl Qingling is still sleeping soundly at this time. It can be seen that she is deeply troubled by the nightmares of the past, so she has been sleeping until now after Qingyu recited the "Meditation Formula" for her to make her fall asleep peacefully.

From now on, she will always be able to sleep peacefully like this.

Raising his hand and pointing at the brow of Qingling who was sleeping peacefully, the invisible power of mind invaded her mind, arousing her painful memories of the past.

Qing Ling, who was sleeping peacefully, frowned again, and a look of pain and struggle appeared on her delicate face.

The originally peaceful sleep turned into a nightmare due to the reappearance of these memories.

In Yangcheng, he saw the young man who looked devoid of spirituality and had empty eyes die in his arms.

In Xixian City, several senior brothers were killed, Qing Zhou and Chen Qinglin were captured, senior brother Qing Xu was seriously injured.That night, that blood-colored figure that quacked and laughed strangely, and that Gong Ziyu who looked like a god and a demon, were also Qingling's unforgettable fear.

And later I heard that both Qing Xu and Chen Qinglin died on the way to pursue Gong Ziyu, and among the disciples of the True Martial Arts who encountered Gong Ziyu, only the little Taoist nun Qing Ling survived.This made this kind little nun feel a strong survivor's guilt.

"It's nothing..." Someone who didn't have the consciousness of the instigator in his heart murmured.

To be honest, if he were Qing Yu, he would definitely not feel any pain or guilt. To be able to live well is already an extremely lucky thing in itself.

However, considering that Qingling lived carefree in Zhenwumen since she was a child, and has never experienced any suffering in the world, it is only natural that she has such a mentality.

After all, it is impossible for everyone to be like Qingyu, who has a nearly 20-year-old coin mentality hidden in his 50-year-old body.

"Since it is so painful, forget it over there..." As if whispering like a chant, the invisible power of the mind began to dilute and modify these memories.

In Yangcheng, the little Taoist girl went down the mountain for the first time, eating, drinking and having fun, and when she came to her senses, she was already sitting in the carriage back to Zhenwu Mountain.For that junior "Qing Yu" who died tragically, Qing Ling felt sympathy, but she didn't have the deep shock of dying in her arms.

And the memories of Xixian City quietly faded in Qingling's mind, gradually disappeared, and were sealed in a certain corner of her heart.

As long as you don't deliberately mention it recently, this memory will only fade away with the passage of time.Without the profoundness brought by frequent memories, even if you think about it in the future, it will only be like losing something when you were a child. Even if you think about it now, you will not have such deep emotions.

After all, people are forgetful creatures. The reason why you can't forget is because you keep thinking about it.As long as you separate these thoughts for a long time, the so-called not forgetting is actually no different from forgetting.

Following Qingyu's actions, Qingling's frowning brows became smooth again, and the pain and struggle on her face disappeared, and she could sleep peacefully again.Moreover, if there is no accident, this An Xin will always be with her.

Qing Yu slowly withdrew his fingers, and smiled at Xuan Zhen who was nervous, "Fortunately, Ling Tu will wake up from that nightmare in the future."

After hearing this, Xuan Zhen finally felt relieved.

The beloved apprentice finally got rid of the old nightmare, and according to her observation, this Daoist Qing Yu, who had the same Taoist name as the dead nephew, never used any means to kill him.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Qing Yu." Xuan Zhen said with a salute.

(End of this chapter)