Poison Fairy

Wu Liang stood up from the couch, waved his sleeves, and the blood that had just been spit on the ground disappeared in an instant.

Yan Le was already familiar with this kind of spell, and didn't care, turned to look at Wu Liang's pale face, and said, "Master, are you alright?"

"It's okay. I'm old and have experienced many battles. Naturally, there will be some problems."

After Wu Liang finished speaking, he stretched himself, and said, "Have you run around today?"

"Run away, I have prepared food for you."

"My apprentice is really good. I will come out after I wash up. You go to the main hall and wait for me."

"Ok."

Yan Le left Wu Liang's room, remembering the scene where he vomited blood just now... His brows furrowed...

Are you really all right?

Seeing that Yan Le was gone, Wu Liang closed his eyes and tilted his body. He used his hands to support the collapsed side to barely stabilize his figure...

The calmness just now disappeared, only the inextricable wrinkles between the brows wrapped around him like a poisonous snake...

**

After Wu Liang finished her breakfast, Yan Le almost fell asleep in the main hall, but fortunately, just before she fell asleep, Wu Liang finally came.

"Today, I will tell you about the poison cultivator after going through the period of physical training and spiritual refinement."

"well."

Yan Le regained his energy immediately, and saw Wu Liang walking back and forth in the main hall with his hands behind his back, before he could speak, Yan Le was impatient and said impatiently: "Master, stop pacing back and forth, hurry up Say it!"

"Oh... I was thinking how to speak more easily for you to understand..."

"Is it so difficult for you to communicate with me?"

"A little..."

Especially when speaking in this way, sometimes Wu Liang can't understand what Yan Le wants to express...

"...Tell me, I can understand."

"Okay... Remember when I said that poisonous cultivators have a quality that is fast?"

"Remember to remember."

Yan Le still remembers what Wu Liang said about 'die quickly'...

"After the stage of refining the spirit and body, because the toxin is closely connected with your limbs and bones, and supplemented with the unique method of poison cultivation, the progress of cultivation will be very fast, faster than other monks."

Hearing this, Yan Le remembered Wu Liang's saying that poison cultivation and spiritual cultivation both cultivate the power of the soul, so she asked, "What about spiritual cultivation? What is the difference between poison cultivation and poison cultivation in this respect?"

"After the spiritual training stage of spiritual training, the power of the soul will be very powerful, but after all, the foundation may not be perfectly integrated with the exercises, so it may be slower in practice than poison cultivation. Poison cultivation is because the foundation and exercises can be perfect. Fusion, especially you, the progress will be very fast."

Now Yan Le understands it, that is, he is now training his body and using poison to reshape his foundation. The container that holds the engine can perfectly connect with the cultivation method, because the cultivation method is specially researched to match the foundation of poison cultivation.

But the foundation of spiritual practice is different. Unless it is a method specially researched for oneself, the speed of practice will be slower than that of poison cultivation.

"Isn't the Poison Cultivator very powerful?"

Yan Le suddenly had expectations for the poison cultivator, but Wu Liang smiled wryly at this moment, and said, "If you can successfully pass the period of refining the gods and body, let's talk about it... more than [-]% of the poison cultivators can't get past this hurdle... This point, the cultivation of poisonous cultivation is hundreds of times more difficult than spiritual cultivation."

"..."

The hope ignited just now was immediately extinguished. Yan Le felt that she still had to practice down-to-earth. After all, she almost died after only two anti-drugs.

Now he also understands why poisonous cultivation is so dangerous and there are still people who practice it. It is really because it is fast, but not many people can survive the period of refining the gods...

"Master."

"Ok?"

"My brothers and sisters... all because they didn't get through it?"

Yan Le finally asked this question. She was afraid, but also curious. Could there be so many tablets in that small room because they couldn't survive the period of physical training?

Wu Liang became quiet at this moment, put away his cynical smile, and suddenly the main hall fell into silence... The air also became dead silent...

"...Well, it's okay not to say it, don't say this, hahaha..."

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little off, Yan Le immediately changed the subject, but the dry laugh at the end made the moment even more embarrassing.

"In the past thousand years, there have been less than 50 successful poison cultivators, and 30 of them are my disciples."

When Wu Liang spoke, his whole body seemed to be shrouded in darkness. This was the first time Yan Le saw Wu Liang like this, as if there were too many unspeakable past events and sorrows on him.

"In the battle with the magic dragon thousands of years ago, Duxiu was the vanguard and resisted most of the damage, but the entire army was wiped out... I was the only one left."

Hearing this, Yan Le couldn't help but have a sore nose... The whole army was wiped out... Those were all his disciples, the whole army was wiped out...

How uncomfortable Wu Liang was...

"They are all heroes of the Qiankun Continent."

Wu Liang only said this at the end, and didn't go any further. He waved his hand and said, "Let's come here today. You go to run in the mountains to exercise, and I'll come back to you later."

After Wu Liang finished speaking, he left the main hall. His back was lonely and desolate, as if he had carried many stories.

Yan Le stood up, walked to the door, watched Wu Liang leave, then sat by the door without saying a word...

Did all her senior brothers and sisters sacrifice like this?

Yan Le stood up again, ran to the small room, opened the door, and saw the thirty tablets again...

She closed the door, then knelt down reverently before the tablet.

"Senior Brother, Senior Sister, Junior Sister Yan Le... Once again, I sincerely pay my respects to you all."

At the beginning, Yan Le felt that she was being cheated, so she didn't have much respect for these tablets. Now that she knows that these people are monks who died in the battle with the dragon thousands of years ago, she is full of apologies and just wants to See them again seriously.

"I will definitely practice hard, and... I will take good care of Master, please don't worry."

For the first time, Yan Le felt that she was stupid, to actually say such emotional words to the tablet, but...she just wanted to tell them, she knew they could hear it...

After Yan Le finished speaking, she still knelt in front of the tablet, looked at the names engraved on the tablet, looked at those names seriously, as if she wanted to write them all down...

I don't know how long it took, Yan Le felt heavy. After leaving the small room, she kept running around Yaoguang Peak. At the end, she couldn't stand it any longer. Her feet gave way and she fell to the ground...

"call…"

Yan Le let out a long sigh of relief... It seemed much more comfortable... The skin on her knee was cut and bleeding, but she suddenly felt no pain...

Compared with the pain that seems to tear the whole body when resisting the poison, in Yan Le's view, this pain is no different from itching...

Unexpectedly, my tolerance to pain has actually become higher...

"Yan Le—"

Hearing Wu Liang's call from a distance, Yan Le immediately got up and ran to the main hall without hesitation.

"What's the matter, Master?"

Yan Le was a little out of breath. Seeing Wu Liang holding a small porcelain bottle and looking at her with a smile on his face, it seemed that the person who was particularly gloomy just now was not him.

"Come here, I'll take you to say hello to the cuties, and I'll teach you how to get poison instantly."

"oh oh."

Yan Le just followed Wu Liang to the bare mountain, and because of Wu Liang's arrival, all the poison seemed to have disappeared.

"You all come out to me, otherwise I won't give you food."

Hearing this, those poisonous substances immediately emerged, using the back of the stone, to drill out from the sand, anyway, they came out to meet Wu Liang one after another...

How do these... little babies look like their masters...

They are all foodies...

"This is my apprentice Yan Le. You have seen her before. I will teach her how to get poison today. Please cooperate a little bit. If you don't cooperate, I will destroy your wisdom..."

The poisons are trembling...

Yan Le chuckled...these poisons are really like cats and dogs, tamed by Wu Liang without temper...but they just like to make fun of themselves.

Wu Liang glanced at it and waved at a double-headed golden snake, only to see that golden snake really obediently came over.

"Do you remember where the venom of the two-headed golden thread snake is obtained?"

Wu Liang gave Yan Le an introduction to poisons, the one that Yan Le complained about as an artist, and Yan Le had already drawn half of the pictures.

"Remember, there is a poison sac on the fangs of the double-headed golden thread snake, and the venom is obtained from there..."

"Yes, Not Bad."

Wu Liang nodded, then handed over the small porcelain bottle, and said, "The only way to get the poison is..."

Yan Le waited with bated breath for Wu Liang's answer...

"It's just to have a good relationship with the cuties and let them give you obediently, otherwise they will hurt them..."

"... "

Yan Le's eyes gradually became dull...

"And the best way to build a good relationship with them is to feed them..."

"...Is the thing like the owner?"

"...cough cough, so to speak."

"Can't you just deny it a little bit and maintain the character of your grandmaster?"

"It's important to eat where the strength of character is..."

Yan Le took a deep breath. In just a few days, this person has already been captured by delicious food!

"Look carefully."

Wu Liang's words pulled Yan Le's mind back, and Wu Liang said, "Come on, open your mouth."

"..."

Seeing that the mouth of one of the heads of the double-headed golden thread snake really opened, and then the venom dripped into the small porcelain bottle along the fangs...

This picture is as weird as it sounds...

"Master, don't you want me to get poison by myself in the future?"

"...you want to die?"

"Do not want to."

"So it's impossible, I'm just telling you now, you have to have a good relationship with the cuties."

"...Oh."

Yan Le breathed a sigh of relief, these cuties only knew how to bully her, if she came to get the poison herself...it would be an act of giving away the head...

"By the way, master, do we have so many supplies in Yaoguang Peak?"

Yan Le was thinking, where did Wu Liang get so many supplies to feed these cuties.

"Tianquan Peak will send a batch of supplies every month, of course... if you have more spirit stones, you can get more supplies..."

Wu Liang looked at Yan Le with thieves' eyes, and Yan Le's heart felt cold when he saw it... Unconsciously, he covered his storage ring...

"You... what are you looking at me for..."

"I heard that you have a lot of spirit stones..."

"..."

"You can spend more spirit stones, and I can concoct a better medicine for you..."

"..."

"There are more ingredients to buy..."

"...How long have you coveted my spirit stone?"

Wu Liang: "...After I knew you were from the Yan family in the Qiankun Continent..."

"When did you know?"

"When I first met you..."

The corners of Yan Le's mouth curved slightly into a smile, with a grin on his face, and in his heart...

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Yan Le: With a smile on her face, in her heart...

There is an announcement here. The update will be suspended for two days tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I have to go to another city to do some work. It will be very busy. The update will resume on Thursday.

In other words, the author group told me just now that there is a group that specializes in stealing texts, and they sell them after they are stolen. My "Yu Sheng Chang An" was stolen, and the full text was sold for 10 yuan, which is more expensive than myself in Jinjiang. Ben earns more.

I just want to say that those of us who make money by writing articles are really humble, and we may hit the street when we write them, and they are written with painstaking efforts. All kinds of baldness, I have suffered from long-term insomnia because of writing articles, and then Some people steal my articles and sell them. We work and they make money. The problem is that there are still people who are willing to buy it... We really don’t make much money, it’s too humble.

If you have seen this kind of group or know these people, if possible, let them let us go, it is really too humble, they want to eat, we also want to eat, the problem is that we work, and they eat with the fruits of our labor , this is wrong!I really want to cry just thinking about it...

感谢在2020-03-0812:22:28~2020-03-0912:19:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: moo1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!