Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

Beside Emperor Mountain in the Xuanwu Imperial Capital, there is a rather magnificent house. This house originally belonged to Xuanmie. But after Xuanhong died, he naturally became the new king.

Since he was the king, his residence naturally moved from this house to Emperor Mountain, to the room that originally belonged to Xuanhong.

Now, this house that originally belonged to Xuanmie is inhabited by disciples of Duotian Mountain who followed Huankong. After Huankong left, these people were completely free. A large table was filled with rich food and wine. Not to mention that there were only six of them, even if there were sixteen people sitting there, it would not be too crowded.

At this time, there were only five people at the table. The young man who was called "Brother Zhuo" by everyone was smiling and raising his glass near the top screen, and the others immediately responded with a smile.

Duotian Mountain is the largest force in the ancient wilderness. It usually disciplines its disciples very strictly. Not only is the daily practice very hard, but the life is also very simple.

This kind of simple life is actually a kind of practice and a training for many disciples. The practice of martial artists is like sailing against the current or sailing on dangerous shoals. Not only can they not relax for a moment, but they must also be careful everywhere and not make the slightest mistake.

During the long years of practice, they need to be determined to practice hard and constantly, and at the same time, they must have a calm mentality to deal with any unexpected changes in practice.

The reason why Duotian Mountain has been able to stand at the top of the ancient wilderness for countless years is not only due to the martial arts, but also the most basic mental cultivation of such practitioners.

However, not every disciple can understand this way of practice. They need to overcome all the difficulties and come back to understand that this way of practice is the only way to embark on the "highest and strongest". Most of the disciples of Duotian Mountain are suppressing their dissatisfaction and complaints and insisting. What they care more about is the resounding name of Duotian Mountain, so they grit their teeth and persist.

Once such people really go out of Duotian Mountain to practice, and there is no elder of the sect to follow them, they will start to enjoy themselves more and more. And with the resounding name of Duotian Mountain, they will even pull the tiger skin as a banner and act arrogantly outside.

The young man called "Brother Zhuo" put down his wine glass and said slowly: "Master Huankong has left. Judging from the way he left, plus the information I learned before, the Fengtian Dynasty should be in great trouble this time. He will not be able to get away in a short time."

Below Brother Zhuo's drooping hand sat a young man with loose hair and a silk scarf on his head. His cultivation had also reached the Qi-gathering stage. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Brother Zhuo's judgment is definitely correct. We can go back a few days earlier or later. I believe there will be no problem."

A very sturdy young man opposite this person smiled and poured himself a cup of wine, then said, "Haha, that's right, and this time we have a task assigned by Senior Brother Huanchen. Even if we use this as an excuse to delay our return, I believe that Senior Brother will definitely cover it for us."

The senior brother called Zhuo smiled and nodded and said, "Haha, I heard Senior Brother's instructions before I came out. Nothing else matters. If that kid doesn't know what's good for him, just get rid of him. Since we have completed this matter, other things are naturally trivial matters, just trivial matters."

The young man with a white scarf and the sturdy young man opposite couldn't help but smile and exchanged glances when they heard this. The two of them had some obvious compliments to the young man who called himself Huanzhuo, but they didn't take it seriously in private.

This has something to do with the family relationship in Duotian Mountain. The most respected person in Duotian Mountain is naturally Huansheng. Then it was Huankong and a series of people's turn. Below this, there are countless branches of the Huan family. Although there are many people of other surnames in high positions in Duotian Mountain, people of the Huan family still have a sense of superiority over others.

The senior brother Huanchen they are talking about is the painter's direct relative. Huanzhuo in front of him is just a descendant of the Huan family branch, and he is usually not taken seriously by people like Huanchen, but compared with other people of other surnames, Huanzhuo is a little superior.

The junior brothers sitting on his left and right are actually as strong as him, but they must obey Huanzhuo's orders here. Hearing that they can stay outside for a longer time this time, several people are relieved and ready to relax and enjoy themselves completely.

At this time, a disciple sitting at the bottom, who is only at the peak of the Qi Sensing Stage, said timidly: "Junior Brother Li has been out for a while, there won't be any changes, right?"

Hearing this, Huanzhuo and the two people around him stopped the wine glasses they had just raised in the air at the same time, exchanged glances with each other, and then laughed out loud. Their behavior made the person who spoke blush.

"Junior Brother Wen, you are too good at joking. Although Junior Brother Li has the worst cultivation among us, he has to deal with trash outside the ancient wilderness. And for safety reasons, I also specifically told him not to attack directly, but to lurk in the gap between the spaces.

A small third-level warrior of the Qi Sensing Stage has to be so careful, just to avoid giving us excuses. Not to mention such a little guy, even if he kills a strong man in the Qi Gathering Stage, it must be easy..."

He stopped talking before he finished, and the five people turned their heads to look to the side, and saw that the space at a place beside the hall was gradually distorted.

Seeing this scene, Huan Zhuo's smile became even brighter, and he laughed and said: "Look, look, he's coming back just now. Junior Brother Li, come here quickly, you already owe three glasses of wine. Everyone is helping you remember it, now I have to fill it in for you, senior brother, haha.”

Everyone also started to cheer, but they smiled and noticed something strange, because the cracks in the space continued to expand, but the person inside was still not visible. Taking a closer look, the space cracks were gradually shrinking and seemed to be closing.

Realizing 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, a crystal dagger shining with black light appeared in his hand and slashed hard towards the space crack. The space crack that was about to close immediately grew larger.

Huan Zhuo's face became extremely ugly after seeing clearly the situation in the space crack. With quick hands and eyes, he reached into the crack in the space and fished it out, and an embarrassed figure covered in blood was lifted out of it.

At this moment, the other four disciples from Duotian Mountain had also gathered around him in a flash. These people leaned down and observed 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 been riding on before, 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" had blood all over his face and body. He was originally wearing a white linen gown. At this time, the 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, armor plates like the scales of monsters can be seen, 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 kind of poison is this!"

The young man known as Junior Brother Li was naturally the disciple of Duotian Mountain who had attacked Zuo Feng before. He was currently poisoned by phosphorus, but he was forced to use his spiritual power automatically. After his attempt to force out the poison failed, he could only reluctantly circulate his spiritual energy, forcefully actuating the shuttle disk, while trying to suppress the poison.

But the strange thing about the Phosphorus Removing Poison is that it can absorb the warrior's flesh and blood, spiritual energy, and even spiritual power to grow pieces of scales. If he continues to forcefully perform exercises like this, not only will he not be able to alleviate the outbreak of the phosphorus-removing poison, but it will quickly trigger the poison to explode even 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 attacks 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 it 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 "Huchi, Huchi" from his throat, but he couldn't even utter a single word. The pain in his body was driving him crazy. 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.

With the last of his strength, he raised his right hand and pointed tremblingly at the wrist of his left hand. Everyone looked at the position he pointed at in confusion, 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" in their hearts.

‘Junior brother Li is already in this state. Is there any pain all over his body? ’