This world is poisonous [Jian San]

By the lake, Qin Wuhao sat on the ground and looked at the demon beast in front of him that had been dealt with and fell on the ground. He said happily: "Fortunately, it is only a second-level monster."

Although it looks scary, the combat power is equivalent to a period of Qi training, and there is no special attack method other than brute force.

Qin Wuhao looked at the sky, and then looked around. There was nothing special except the lake and the surrounding woods. Qin Wuhao couldn't decide where to go for a while.

He doesn't even know how big this secret realm is now.

Master once introduced that the smallest secret realm is only the size of an island, but if it is a large secret realm, there was once a very brilliant secret realm with a land area as wide as half of the Yunlai domain.

Qin Wuhao did some calculations, and it's almost as wide as two African continents hahahaha...

super scary.

I really want to know what the whole world looks like.

But it doesn't matter, the most important thing now is where he should go.

Qin Wuhao thought for a while, and decided to use a scientific method to solve it. He took out his flute and threw it on the ground...

Well, at least he didn't take off his shoes.

Who made him unable to understand divination? That stuff was too inscrutable for Qin Wuhao, and he had already given up studying it.

Qin Wuhao stopped and walked, not because the scenery here is beautiful, it’s just that if he sees too many beautiful scenery nourished by spiritual energy, Qin Wuhao has completely gotten used to it after traveling for more than three years, what he pays attention to is here Ling grass.

Good condition, long vintage, large quantity.

It is simply a treasure trove!

The low-grade spiritual grasses mentioned in the collection of spiritual grasses are all available here, and a few middle-grade spiritual grasses can be seen from time to time. As for the top-grade spiritual grass... unfortunately, they have not been found so far.

But Qin Wuhao is already very satisfied. Although he can raise spirit grass by himself in the sect, he is not a professional spirit planter after all, and it is almost enough to raise a low-rank one. There is no way to support them.Going to the sect's treasury, you can exchange it with sect contributions or spirit stones, but they are super expensive. Even if you enter the sect and worship your personal biography, Qin Wuhao also finds that he is a very poor person.

He has never saved a high-grade spirit stone by himself.

"Speaking of which, the previous monsters can be sold for money after skinning them." Qin Wuhao muttered, "...forget it, it's been so long." Qin Wuhao turned around and looked behind him. Can't tell when direction.

Qin Wuhao was silent for a few seconds, he shouldn't be fascinated in this woods.

He no longer believes in his character at all.

However, those who enter the secret realm have teleportation cards, and they can go directly to the entrance of the secret realm. Even if they are really unlucky and have been lost here for three months, Qin Wuhao believes that he will not be in danger of being locked here forever.

As for inheritance, Qin Wuhao, who had his own five poison system, never cared about it.

Seeing a little golden light from the corner of his eyes, Qin Wuhao took a closer look, his cheeks flushed with excitement: "Golden Liucao!!"

This is a good material for top-grade Qingxin Dan, which can restrain demons.

One plant can make at least three pills, so its price is quite high, and it can be exchanged for several high-grade spirit stones.

"I've earned it now." Qin Wuhao said excitedly, he quickly walked a few steps to the golden glazed grass, and was just about to reach out to touch it.

At this moment, there was a crisp clicking sound from the soles of the feet, as if something was breaking apart.

Qin Wuhao looked down at his feet, and his face suddenly changed.

I walked too fast just now and didn’t notice that the ground next to the grass where the Golden Liucao is located is actually not land, but a splicing of several broken stone slabs. Because of the sudden force of stepping on it, the gradually decaying stone slabs can no longer bear it , shattered.

Qin Wuhao's expression was ashen, and then he fell quickly as the final sound ended.

"At least let me finish gathering the medicine!!!!" The fallen Qin Wuhao only had time to leave such a wail, and he disappeared completely on the ground.

Beside the broken hole in the ground, the petite stems of Jinliu grass swayed in the wind.

In the bushes a few hundred meters away from here, a small white snake turned its head and looked forward suspiciously, as if it was startled by the sound.

Qin Wuhao didn't know what the stone slab he was crushing was. It was pitch black around him now, and he was still falling, and he didn't reach the bottom for more than ten seconds.

More than ten seconds!How deep is this!

And this is the second time to experience the 'thrill' of falling!Are there too many pitfalls?

Qin Wuhao's kneading technique attracted Feng Hu to be by his side, slowing down his falling speed and avoiding the possibility of being smashed into meatloaf.

Why is he so weak! !

With a bang, Qin Wuhao fell to the ground, protected by the wind, he didn't suffer any injuries, but... looked up and saw that the place where he landed was just a two-meter-square hole in the roof, such a narrow place It's really hard to go back with light work.

"Too bad luck." Qin Wuhao got up and said.

This is a stone room, about [-] square meters in size, because there are many fluorescent stones inlaid on the walls, so even if it is an underground stone room without sunlight, it is as bright as day.

It's just that there is a heavy chill here, which makes Qin Wuhao feel very uncomfortable.

There is nothing in the stone room, it is empty, only murals are painted on the walls.

"Why does it feel so...tomb?" Qin Wuhao trembled after speaking.

It's like the ancient tomb seen in the movie.

Qin Wuhao walked to the wall and stared at the mural.

The main character in the mural is a woman wearing a long blue dress and a gold hairpin, holding a wooden stick in her right hand and a white snake wrapped around her left.Even if it's just a painting, you can see what a beautiful and gentle woman this is.

It's just that the next picture shows that she is not as gentle and amiable as she looks.

A group of enemies surrounded the woman, and the woman just raised the stick, and anyone who touched the stick turned into bones, and her snake could kill people.This is a woman who is good at using poison.

But then her style of painting changed suddenly. The woman changed from the blue skirt to white clothes, and the white snake that had been following her disappeared, and the woman’s wooden stick was also discarded. Instead, she was holding a tripod and the other hand held a a book.

The book was not drawn in detail, and Qin Wuhao didn't know what book she was reading, but judging from the next picture, the answer can be easily found.

A man on crutches came to the woman, and the woman gave him something to eat, and then the man immediately lost his cane and regained his energy.

The woman gave up poison and started studying medicine.

Then, the murals were gone.

Qin Wuhao sniffed and shook his shoulders.

What the hell here...is it really a tomb? QQ

I have never heard that the inheritance will be with the tomb, so this is just a resting place, and he wants to leave here!

Qin Wuhao stepped back, trying to leave through the door behind him, but just as he turned around, the floor moved.

The floor is gradually tilting, and the ground in front of him is upwards, and the floor behind him is downwards. Before Qin Wuhao took a few steps, he was shaken by a change and fell to the ground, then rolled backwards with a grunt.

Qin Wuhao: I %￥#@...

Is this forcing people forward? !

No, it should be said that the place he rolled into now is heading towards the main tomb!

He wants to go back! !

At this time, in the secret realm outside the tomb, there was another place far away from Qin Wuhao.

"I didn't expect that we would meet on the first day in such a big secret realm. Is this my luck, or is it your misfortune?" Mo Yong smiled.

Standing in front of Mo Yong, Gong Si frowned and said: "I only found some herbs in the secret realm, the most middle-grade ones, if you want to compete with me for these..."

Mo Yong sneered: "We don't use most of the so-called useful herbs that you Taoists call, and I'm not interested."

Gong Si: "...What do you mean?"

Mo Yong curled his lips and smiled: "It means that you who take pills to supplement your cultivation all day long can't beat me who grew up in battle."

Gong Si: "I beat you in the third match."

"A little bit more water, do you really believe it?" Mo Yong exclaimed, "No wonder senior brother said that Lanshan Gate is getting worse and worse, such a stupid guy, is he also handed down?"

At this moment, no matter how stupid he was, he realized that something was wrong, and Gong Si immediately took out his weapon: "Who are you?"

"Qing Sha Sect, a disciple of the Secret Sha Church, Mo Yong." Mo Yong said, "This is the real name."

Gong Si turned pale with shock: "Are you a demon cultivator?"

"of course."

Gong Si: "But you don't have magic energy..."

Mo Yong looked contemptuously: "That's why the Blue Mountain Sect is becoming more and more disreputable. Haven't you heard that there is something to cover up the evil energy? The reversal of the meridian can be faked."

Gong Si: "But... even the head of the sect kept it from him..."

Mo Yong: "Hey, this is also a good thing I got recently, but it's a pity that the quantity is small, but you can't know this."

Gong Si: "What is your purpose?"

Mo Yong: "You are delaying time."

Gongsi: ...

Mo Yong: "Waiting for foreign aid? Who do you want to contact in the secret realm?"

Gong Si watched Mo Yong's movements vigilantly.

Mo Yong said: "Don't wait, you don't think I'm the only demon cultivator in the secret realm, do you?"

Gong Si: "What do you mean? These are the three sects..."

Mo Yong sneered: "Three sects? No, soon there will be only two sects left."

Gong Si's entire face turned green, he took out the token and wanted to crush it and leave here.But after crushing it... there was no response.

He couldn't teleport back to the exit of the secret realm.

"Give up, you are the turtles in the urn now." Mo Yong curled his lips and said, "No one can get out now, and don't even try to spread the information." Mo Yong raised the sword in his hand, and the corner of his mouth curled into a cold smile: " But don't worry, we won't kill them all, we will release a few small fish out, which is also part of the plan. But unfortunately, that doesn't include you."

Gong Si looked at Mo Yong with a pale face, that malicious smile was the last thing Gong Si saw before he died.

In the room where the disciple's life token was stored at the Lanshan Gate, the wooden plaque with Gongsi's name was shattered.

But this is just the beginning.