Drug Man Poison [Rebirth]

After drinking the blood, Bai Tan took a nap for a while, and gradually felt the dryness in his body faded away, so he took off his shirt, sat cross-legged on the ice altar on the ground, and tried to break through the pass of the fifth heaven of "Six Desire Heavens".

Just as he was getting better, an invisible force bound his soul again, making him breathless, as if his ankles were grabbed by hands, and he couldn't break free no matter what.

In the pitch-black and silent colorless world, a wisp of breath lingered around his body, haunting him.

Listening carefully, there seemed to be a voice murmuring in the dark, from far to near, and finally it seemed to stick to his ear, breathing into his ear and eyes.

"Tan'er, do you regret killing me?"

"Among the little dolls I raised with my own hands, I love you the most..."

As if a basin of ice water had been poured over his head, Bai Tan felt anxious and vomited out a mouthful of blood.

Failed again.

If you don't go out of the customs, it will be a big disaster.

Bai Tan gritted his teeth, his heart was full of evil fire, he just wanted to take out the corpse of the demon head and shatter his bones and ashes.

Thinking of the sentence that was both true and illusory when he was meditating, he couldn't feel the chills in layers.

But the devil was dead, but he became a demon in his heart that he could never get rid of.

Reminiscing about the past, I only feel the blood in my heart surging, and I can't spit out a cloud of turbid air.

A palm hit the ground, making a pit on the malachite floor, cracking several deep marks.

The medicine man beside him was trembling, and his body shrank into a ball.

Bai Tan glanced at him, seeing him like this, he became interested for some reason, and wanted to tease him. "You still know that you are afraid of death, and you don't seem to be too demented. Tell me something?"

The medicine man let out a series of hoarse whimpers: "Don't...don't kill me."

"You can talk?" Bai Tan raised Yaoren's chin, forcing him to look up at him, "Call me master from now on."

The medicine man blinked, and responded slowly: "Master... people."

"You know it's the master, why don't you salute?"

The medicine man bent down obediently: "Master."

Bai Tan looked down at him, feeling slightly joyful, and a little bit interested.

He is extremely arrogant by nature, he has been worshiping Wu Yanfu as his teacher for more than a few years, but he is treated like a plaything, he feels humiliated, and has a perverse and eccentric temperament, and now he likes to see others bowing to him.

Since this person's physique can absorb the poison of ghost vines, he was not an ordinary person in the past. I don't know if he had some deep hatred with Wu Yanfu before, so he ended up in such a miserable situation.

However, Bai Tan is definitely not a compassionate person.

He is most concerned about whether the medicine man's blood can help him improve his skills.

If it wasn't for the poisonous ghost vine, it shouldn't be overdose, he wished he could suck all the blood from the medicine man in one day.After he was injured in the battle against the rebellion half a month ago, he retreated here to cultivate, but his skills have not been broken through for a long time.

Anxious in his heart, Bai Tan felt his blood addiction strike again.

He grabbed the medicine man's wrist, bit the blood vessel, and sucked a few mouthfuls. He was immediately indescribably happy, but besides that, an indescribable feeling rose from his dantian.

He stretched out his hand and couldn't help being surprised.

Only those who can have sex with others can practice to the highest level of Liuyutian.

Bai Tan was troubled by this for a long time, he couldn't help being overjoyed, and quickly sat cross-legged on the ice altar.After practicing the exercises for two weeks, he actually broke through the fifth stage.

In this way, he can leave the customs early.

Bai Tan was in a happy mood, pushed open the door and walked out from the path behind the altar room into the dense forest behind.

The shadows of the towering trees are full of ghosts, and the roots of the knotted trees are intertwined, like demon pythons entrenched.

The Colorless Realm, the cemetery of the patriarchs of the past dynasties.

The faint moonlight fell through the gap between the tree shadows and fell to the water surface of the cold pool, shimmering.

Under the surface of the water, a corpse was floating like a ghost.

A hand picked up a fallen leaf floating on the water, but it didn't stir up any ripples.

"What a coincidence, Master, it was your memorial day when I left the customs. Are you congratulating me?" Bai Tan stared at the frozen face of the person under the water, his brows were tightly frowned, and his face couldn't tell whether it was sadness or joy. .

"If it wasn't for the fear of your soul escaping from here, I really want to crush you to ashes..."

With a wave of his hand, a fallen leaf was shattered into fine powder in the wind, and fell down one after another.

"Sorrow arises from love, and fear arises from love. If you are separated from your lover, you will have no worries and no fears. Master, if I kill you with my own hands, there will be no more fears or worries."

The murderous little leader squatted down halfway, but like a child playing in water, he stretched out his fingers and swiped twice on the cold water, causing a ripple.

"Apart from disturbing me in your nightmares, what else can you do now? Let's see how I live in your position, how I live a beautiful life, how I get what you want all my life, and how I become famous all over the world."

Bai Tan didn't realize it, the eyes of the people in the altar room were watching his back, and the pupils shrank.

"From love comes sorrow, from love comes fear; apart from the one who loves, there is no love and no fear..."

In the depths of the dead forest, a series of yin and yang laughter suddenly floated.

Bai Tan was startled unknowingly, looked around, but saw no one, and smelled a refreshing fragrance, he understood half of it in his heart.

At that moment, he smiled coldly, stretched out his five fingers, and a silver arc of light struck from the altar room like lightning, and flew into his palm. It was a hook blade with a strange shape.This object originated from Tianzhu, and was originally owned by Wu Yanfu. The blade has a hooked head and a tail, and the handle is in the center. It is more like a living thing, ever-changing, and it is actually an evil weapon.

Hence the name "killing the moon".

As soon as he flipped his arms, a cold light flew out, heading towards a certain place in the forest, forcing a black shadow monster to jump out with a scream.

The black shadow was only the size of a falcon, but it was not a bird, but a human head.

The man's head was disheveled, he wore a skull crown on his head, and his face was covered with a smiley mask. He fluttered up and down in the forest, dodging the Moon Slaughter Hook that followed.

If ordinary people who don't know why see it, they will be scared out of their wits.But Bai Tan watched it with great interest, as if he was watching a monkey show.

"I know I'm wrong, the leader please forgive me!" The head rushed in front of him, transformed into limbs and torso from under the fluffy robe, knelt down in front of Bai Tan, and kissed his snow-white instep.

Bai Tan stretched out his hand to retract the Moon Slaughter Hook, raised his eyebrows, and picked up the mask of a smiling face with one hand. Under the mask was another mask, but now it was a crying face, with a mournful look.

This person is none other than his Dharma protector, nicknamed "Confused Obstacle Demon" and named Li Wuyi.

Futu religion originated from Tianzhu Esoteric Buddhism, but it is not the way of Buddhism, but the way of demons. The leader is the symbol of Bo Xun, the celestial demon, and the four guardians are the four demons encountered by the Buddha when he died. , that is, demons of yin, demons of death, and demons of lust.

The four guardians are all Wu Yanfu's disciples, they can be regarded as Bai Tan's senior brothers and sisters, but because he is the youngest disciple and Wu Yanfu's "Ming Concubine", these senior brothers and sisters also look down on him , alienated from him, only Li Wuyi, who is about the same age as him, gets closer to him.

After Wu Yanfu died, the power within the sect fell apart. One of the four guardians was killed by Bai Tan, and one was betrayed. The remaining two were Li Wuyi's marriage with her own sister "Yin Mo".

Bai Tan held up his chin, stared at the bitter fake face, and snorted coldly: "Look at my joke? How courageous. Are you not afraid that I will kill you and be buried with the master?"

Li Wuyi's mask was replaced with a smiling face: "This subordinate is a light sleeper. I sensed that there was movement in this colorless world. I was afraid that some uninvited guest would break in while the leader was in retreat, so he hurried over. Who would have thought that the leader was here with his teacher?" Respecting the old days, I was a little emotional for a while, and said a few nonsense, I hope the leader will forgive me."

"Reminiscing about the past?" Bai Tan let go of his hand, glanced thoughtfully at the pool under the tree, and snorted coldly, "I have nothing to talk about with him, whipping corpses is about the same."

Li Wuyi didn't dare to make a sound.

If it weren't for Wu Yanfu, the vicious little leader in front of him would still be the incomparably respected little prince of Xiye Kingdom, rich in clothes and food, loved by thousands of people for a lifetime, and the throne would be within his grasp in the future, but now... although he has won the position of leader, he is suffering from serious illness. Serious illness, also caused a disaster.

There are quite a few forces in the martial arts world that are enemies of the Buddha Sect. Wu Yanfu's death can be described as perilous. In addition, the people in the sect are unstable, internal and external, and it is not an exaggeration to describe Baitan's situation as dire straits.

If it wasn't for some ulterior reason, he would not take the risk of guarding Bai Tan who is about to become the target of public criticism.

Seeing Bai Tan walking to the edge of the cliff, looking at the snow-capped peaks of the Tianshan Mountains in the distance, he seemed to be thinking, and followed him step by step without hindrance: "What can the leader gain from these days of retreat?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Bai Tan leaping forward!

Li Wuzhang was startled, and hurried to the edge of the cliff, and at a glance, he saw a figure standing on the top of the snow peak not far away, the hem of his clothes spread out with the wind like dancing, his figure was graceful, his white shirt was like a blooming Duo Xuelian twirled and leaped, and the Moon Slaughter Hook in her hand cut out a dazzling iridescence against the sunlight.

San Fan broke!

In an instant, there was a terrifying loud noise from Xuefeng, and it collapsed from the top.

And the person on the top of the peak floated lightly with just a touch of his toes, and the red light under his feet spread like a celestial maiden scattered flowers, but it was indescribably charming.

"Congratulations to the leader for breaking through the Le Changtian!"

Waiting for people to fall back in front of him, Li Wuzhang half-knelt down, stunned.

One must know that even it took Wu Yanfu a full year to break through the fifth level of Liuyutian, and it took Baitan just three months to reach such a level. I don't know if it was because of the blood relics that condensed Wu Yanfu's life force. Fu, or the blood of the best medicine man is too magical.

After all, with Bai Tan's extremely weak physique, he is not even considered as the material for martial arts.

But Bai Tan didn't have a good face: "Don't congratulate too early."

Without '"Ming Concubine"' and his double cultivation, it would be difficult to improve the skill, just now it was just a flash in the pan.Bai Tan thought to himself, glanced at his palm, hid his hand in his sleeve, and clenched it into a fist.

The pulse is red and purple, almost oozing blood——

It's just that he had tried his hand at a small test just now, and he had signs of becoming mad.

If there is a slight mistake, he will follow Wu Yanfu's old path.Liu Desire Heaven is an evil skill of Tantric sect, the more advanced it is, the more dangerous the practitioner's situation will be. If Wu Yanfu hadn't gone into madness himself, he would have never had the opportunity to kill the devil.He didn't want to end up like him.

He wants to live, to survive, not only to secure the position of leader...

The more important thing is to be alone in the world and live happily.

Li Wuyi seemed to see through his thoughts: "This subordinate is going to choose a 'Ming Concubine' for the leader. When the leader leaves the customs tomorrow, the subordinate will send all the candidates who are suitable to be the 'Ming Concubine'. How about it?" ?”

"But I can't wait any longer. How about..." Bai Tan leaned slightly, and leaned into his ear, his breath was like a trace of poisonous snake letter, "so you, senior brother, can double cultivate with me?"

"Master, don't be joking!" Li Wuzhang flinched back in fright, but unexpectedly, Bai Tan showed a fierce look, and suddenly struck his face with a palm like a claw, scratching his mask, revealing the pale face underneath. The handsome face came.One move was defeated, and Li Wuzhang bowed down in front of the opponent in panic.

One hand wrapped around his neck like a silver python, grabbing his chin, Bai Tan smiled like a child, with a nasty and naughty face: "Forget it, seeing that you are so scared, I won't make things difficult for you. The seat will personally select the "Ming Concubine", and you go to light the peaks and spread the news to all the altars. This seat has completed its great work, and I will leave the gate immediately, so that those ghosts and monsters with ghosts in their hearts can give this seat some peace."

Li Wuzhang nodded and stood up, the inside of his black shirt was already wet and sticky, and he was sweating profusely.

The Futu religion originated from the Tantra of Tianzhu. Practitioners need to practice together with others like a happy Buddha in order to be able to break through its mysteries. "Ming Concubine" is not only a practice partner, but also a human furnace.To be selected as a "Ming Concubine" is a great bad luck, and the practitioners have to use their energy, energy, and blood to supplement them until they are squeezed into dry bones.

Bai Tan was born with strong bones, so he was very suitable for practicing coquetry and becoming a "Ming Concubine". Wu Yanfu brought him out of the Xiye Palace and brought him up under his family, so he had this in mind.

But the result is really... really unpredictable.

Things are unpredictable.

He wasn't the only one who thought so.

Looking away from Wuyi, Wu Yanfu narrowed his gaze, concealed the sneering curve on his lips, lowered his head again, and returned to the original sluggish appearance.

Back in the stone room, Bai Tan didn't even look at the statue-like medicine man, and sat down cross-legged in the pagoda formation, but he couldn't hold back the rush of heat in his heart, and spit out a mouthful of blood. All are burning like fire.He clutched the front of his chest and curled up into a ball.

Shura's love flame is really the fire of purgatory.

After all, he is... After all, he is still haunted by demons.

Although the Six Heavens of Desires is an evil skill that confuses all beings, those who practice it need to guard a heart of iron and stone in the midst of overwhelming desires, just like a Buddha standing in the world of mortals.

His internal strength is shallow, his will is not strong, and he is not a material for martial arts. He also learned the Six Desires Heavenly Heart Technique secretly, and swallowed Wu Yanfu's blood relics to practice forcibly. It is so difficult.

"So hot……"

His body seemed to be burned through by karmic fire, Bai Tan bit his lip tightly, and tore open the front of his clothes.

A shocking red tide spread on the snow-white chest to the neck, his fingers scratched randomly on the chest, the clothes were torn, and there were bloodstains on the chest. In the eyes of people, what a wonderful beauty it is.

"Tan'er..."

Bai Tan opened his eyes in a daze.

The colored flags in front of the door fluttered back and forth, and a figure condensed into the void.

The man was tall and tall, with long and narrow eyebrows and deep eyes, and his face was extremely handsome, but his expression revealed a murderous and dangerous coldness. He was wearing a black robe and his sleeves fluttered like wings, and his whole person was like a jade-faced Shura.

——Isn’t it the Jade Face Shura?

"Go away!"

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the ghost's throat like lightning.

Fingers pinched the cold neck, and a hoarse moan was heard, and the illusion in front of him suddenly dissipated.

A black shadow was lying on him, and countless white threads like spider silk were wrapped around his body and face, completely covering the light. Bai Tan blinked, and when he brushed away the messy hair, he saw a pair of hairs in the dark. His bright blue eyes stared at him unblinkingly, like a hungry wolf, and he was startled suddenly—it turned out that it was the medicine man who dipped his finger in blood and stretched it to his lips, as if wanting to to save him.

Bai Tan's heart skipped a beat, he immediately grabbed Yao Ren's wrist, pressed his thumb lightly on the pulse point, and the secret thought came true.

In the Buddha Sect, before the medicine man was turned into a medicine man, he had to be cast with a spell of delusion. In this way, the medicine man obeyed his master, and the savior was also an instinct. He swallowed the condensed Wu Yan The blood relic that has been used all his life, the medicine man naturally recognized him as his master.

Bai Tan smiled sarcastically, licked away the blood from Yaoren's fingertips, parted his thin lips, and the tip of his blood-red tongue brushed past his pale fingers, leaving behind a line of bright fluid.Wu Yanfu squinted his eyes, observing his demeanor, his pulse "chug", "chug", moving sinisterly one after another, like a dormant beast.

On his face, he lowered his eyebrows and asked softly, "Master... is it better?"

Bai Tan swallowed a mouthful of blood, only to feel the burning sensation in his chest gradually fade away, but the tiredness came one after another.

He propped himself up, lay down on the soft couch, stretched out his hand and received the five fingers of the medicine man, and he stood up unsteadily, as if being pulled by an invisible string, he floated to the side of the couch.

The boy on the bed lazily retracted his hands, and Wu Yanfu fell on the bed limply.

Bai Tan took off his outer shirt, pressed his hot body against him, and let out a pleasant sigh: "The cold on your body is really comfortable, it's even cooler than that ice water."

Wu Yanfu closed his eyes, but felt that the situation was extremely interesting.

Hearing that the breathing near his ear was gradually calming down, Wu Yanfu squinted his eyes, peeping at the sleeping face of the young man beside him in the dark, with a playful look in his eyes.

If in the past, he could put this little devil raised by himself to death with just one finger, but now it is extremely difficult for him to even move his arm.

On the eve of reaching the peak of his skill, he died at the hands of his apprentice, and a wisp of remnant soul drifted around, and was reborn in the body of the medicine man he refined. For Wu Yanfu, there is nothing more ironic.

Forget it, it's not too late to make up for it, and it doesn't matter if you have the right to practice once.

Heh... the little boy owes him a debt, and he will pay it back in person.