The Second Immortal Road

The sky was not completely bright, the eastern morning sun nodded, and the air was very cool. The old medicines in the medicine garden exuded a faint smell of medicine, and crystal dew drops on the branches and leaves of the old medicine. Shake gently on top.

　　 An elegant bamboo building stands among the trees. This bamboo building cannot be said to be simple, but it cannot be said to be luxurious. A white-robed boy stood on the bamboo tower. The boy closed his eyes and stood still, as if he was thinking about something. It was not until a quarter of an hour later that the boy opened his eyes, and his smart eyes were full of joy.

　　The white-robed boy took a deep breath, then exhaled a heavy breath, and suddenly groaned comfortably. This white-robed boy was not someone else, it was Han Ming who was temporarily staying at Zhu's house.

Han Ming has cultivated the nameless tactics in his body for several months, and once inadvertently discovered that at the moment when the sun just rises out of the east, it is much easier to cultivate the nameless tactics than at other times. Han Ming guessed that this is the legendary Purple Qi Dongsheng. Bar.

　　 After that, Han Ming must wake up early every day, wait for the moment the sun rises, and then start practicing. On this day, Han Ming began to practice as usual. As a result, the cool gas in his body has grown a lot for some reason, and he is about to catch up with the results of several days of practice in the past. Although I don't know why, he is still very happy!

　　 Han Ming decisively walked back to the room, sat cross-legged on the bed and began to practice the nameless technique, but to his disappointment, the practice at this time did not have much effect.

　　 "Well, at this rate, how long and how long will it take to achieve something!" Han Ming sighed helplessly.

After a moment of disappointment, Han Ming forcibly cheered up. He shook his head vigorously and threw some bad thoughts behind his head. He got up to tidy up his clothes, then turned around and walked out of the room, and then stepped on the bamboo ladder down the bamboo building. .

　　 There are some noises from time to time in a bamboo forest not far away, and the sound is neither too loud nor too small. Han Ming was immediately aroused by curiosity, because there are relatively few people here. According to Senior Brother Qi, Mr. Hua doesn't like to be crowded and doesn't need any maid or guard.

　　 "It's not that Brother Qi, he got up so early to do something." Han Ming said to himself, at the same time he raised his foot and walked in the direction of the bamboo forest.

　　 The bamboo forest is full of purple bamboos thicker than arms, and the thick fallen leaves are more than a foot deep. Han Mingshen approached the source of the sound with one foot shallow and one foot shallow.

　　 Even though the sun has completely risen, but the sunlight has not penetrated the heavy bamboo leaves, resulting in a feeling of dark night here.

　　 There is a clearing in the middle of the bamboo forest. The fallen leaves on that clearing are obviously much less than the fallen leaves at Han Ming's feet. There is only a shallow layer, and a person is sitting in the middle of the clearing.

　　 The person sitting on the bamboo clearing is wearing green clothes, with long hair neatly tied behind his head, and he is holding a three-foot-long wooden sword in his hand.

　　 Han Ming recognized that this person was Senior Brother Qi. He looked at the dark green clothes on Senior Brother Qi, and wondered for a while, Senior Brother Qi's name was Qi Baiyi, but why he kept wearing green clothes.

　　 Senior Brother Qi slowly got up, closed his eyes and grabbed the wooden sword beside him and began to dance. His movements were integrated, and his moves were extremely gorgeous, but they were too slow. He would have five or six breaths for a trick. If he really started a fight, he might have been killed dozens of times before he finished the trick.

　　 Suddenly I didn't know the gust of wind, and it drove a dozen bamboo leaves to fall. The figure of Brother Qi dancing in the bamboo leaves looked more leisurely, not like dancing a sword, but like dancing.

　　Senior Brother Qi practiced for a while and then took the sword, then turned around and smiled at Han Ming: "I got up pretty early."

　　 "Ah, Brother Qi got up earlier." Han Ming scratched his head and smiled at Senior Brother Qi.

　　 "A servant will bring you food soon, I will go back to the bamboo building with you." Senior Brother Qi held the sword behind his arm and smiled at Han Ming.

Han Ming obediently followed Senior Brother Qi and walked back, but Han Ming immediately noticed a strange thing. Senior Brother Qi walked on the ground in this bamboo forest full of fallen leaves, not like walking on thick fallen leaves at all. superior!

　　 Han Ming looked down but didn't find a footprint left by Senior Brother Qi. At this time, he was a little shocked. How could Senior Brother Qi walk so lightly!

　　 "Senior Brother Qi! Are you able to work lightly? Why are there no footprints!" Han Ming asked incredulously.

　　 "Light work? Know a little." Senior Brother Qi smiled gently.

　　 "Can you teach me?" Han Ming looked at Senior Brother Qi with some expectation. If he could master this light skill, then the eastward journey would be much easier in the future.

　　 "It's not time for you to practice martial arts, and you will learn martial arts well in the future. The most indispensable thing in the Zhu family is martial arts secrets!" Senior Brother Qi refused directly without any thought.

　　Senior Brother Qi seemed to think of something as he spoke, his bloodless face became paler, and there seemed to be some sadness in his eyes at this moment, but the sadness only flashed by, and was replaced by firm eyes in a flash.

Han Ming glanced at Senior Brother Qi’s paler face, and then realized that Senior Brother Qi’s sickly appearance was related to his practice. He was so scared that he shut up and stopped mentioning Kungfu. He didn’t want to do it because of practice. Become the appearance of Senior Brother Qi.

　　 Then Han Ming closed his mouth and honestly followed Brother Qi back to the bamboo building. After eating some food sent by the little maid, he wandered around, but he never left the bamboo building too far.

　　 Later, Ping'er came and brought some snacks, saying that it was brought by the young master. Ping'er didn't stay long, but left after a few words with Han Ming.

　　 Senior Brother Qi was invited away after eating. It was said that a dozen of the Chi family guards had gone out to be poisoned and their lives were hanging by a thread. The Chi family doctor was helpless, so he had to ask the Zhu family doctor to help him.

　　 Han Ming had nothing to do after Brother Qi left. Bored about, he simply went back to the room and began to practice Wuming Shuai.

　　 After practicing, he forgot the time. Unknowingly, the time was close to noon. He stopped practicing until the maid who delivered the food softly called under the bamboo building. After eating again, Han Ming raised his head and looked at the sky. It was almost the hour Hua Lao stipulated. After touching his nose, he lifted his leg and walked towards Hua Lao's cave.

　　 "Han Ming begs to see Hua Lao." Han Ming leaned over and bowed in the same way as Senior Brother Qi yesterday.

　　 "Come in." The old voice came into Han Ming's ears, and as the voice sounded, the two stone doors on the stone wall slowly opened, revealing a small gap.

　　 Han Ming stepped into the stone gate again and didn't have the fear of the first time. Although he is still a little unnatural now, it is much better than the previous one.

　　 "Well, have you thought about it? Would you like to help me." Hua Lao looked at Han Ming with a kind expression.

　　 Han Ming will no longer be deceived by Hua Lao's expression, thinking that Hua Lao is really a kind-hearted old man. Yesterday he was greatly tortured by this old man. The biting pain is still fresh in my memory.

　　 "Think about it, Hua Lao's life-saving grace can't be repaid. At this time, when there is a chance to pay back this kindness, Han Ming will naturally do his best." Han Ming said respectfully.

　　 "Okay, kneel down and apprentice." Hua Lao couldn't help but smile at Han Ming's respectful appearance.

　　 Han Ming was stunned when he heard it, but then he reacted. He knelt down without hesitation and bowed to the bow. At the same time, he yelled: "The Chinese teacher is here, and the disciple Han Ming pays respect."

　　 "Hehe, yes, get up." Old Hua stroked the beard floating on his chest, and smiled in his mouth.

"Don’t worry, it’s not a bad thing to be my apprentice. Yesterday, my badges with you are my tokens. Your treatment in this Zhu Chiyuan is still not weaker than those of the young masters. You have what the young masters have, and the young masters don’t. There can be too!" Hua Lao smiled again, his face full of kindness.

"Thank you Huashi for giving the waist card, the disciples are indebted." Han Ming couldn't help but feel happy when he heard it. With regard to the treatment of the young masters of the Zhu Chi family, Han Ming could still guess one or two through Zhu Yiwen, if he could really have this. Status, then his future activities in Zhu Chi Garden will be much more convenient.

"Don't worry about thanking you first, you will naturally know the benefits of being my disciple in the future, but these benefits are not in vain. This Baizhi blood poison is not easy to solve." Hua Lao looked at Han Ming with a smile. , Han Ming felt a flash of green in Hualao's eyes.

"There is a precious medicinal material called Cypress Tree that has long been extinct. After the Cypress Tree is buried several meters deep underground, it is possible that a plant called Blood Mushroom will grow on it in a hundred years, and the Blood Mushroom is Cypress. The source of Zhixue Poison." The kindness on Hua Lao's face disappeared, replaced by a blank expression.

　　 Han Ming listened carefully to the origin of this Cecilia's blood poison, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that this poison needs hundreds of years of growth.

"If you simply take blood mushrooms, you can still ask yourself questions for your teacher. After all, this blood mushroom is as famous as your poisonous emperor grass poison. But if this blood mushroom is artificially modulated, the changes will be big. For decades, he was helpless" Hua Lao sighed silently.

　　 "I wonder how the disciple can help?" Han Ming was a little confused, not sure what role he needed to play in detoxification.

"Cecilia's blood poisoning is not only difficult to remove, but it will also be passed on to offspring. It broke out when the poisoned person reached the age of more than 20 years old, fainted for eight years, and finally died of unconsciousness, and continued to be extinct for generations." Hua Lao seemed to remember What's wrong, a touch of green flashed in his eyes, the kindness on his face disappeared completely, and the rest of his face was cold.

"Your brother was also poisoned by this poison. When he was young, he was fed with medicine and food every day. After four years of feeding, it did not have any effect. This poison is extremely difficult to solve. You have to bear it. Shao." While Mr. Hua was talking, his eyes were faintly visible green, and his face became gloomy and cold.

　　 "What? Zhu, brother, he was also poisoned by this poison?" Although Han Ming had guessed, he was still a little shocked when he heard the confession of Hua Lao himself at this time.

　　 "Yes, he can't help his teacher if he can do everything he can. If he can't deal with the poison, he will only have a life span of ten years." Old Hua closed his eyes and sighed leisurely.

"This, this, the disciple will do his best to help Master eliminate the poison." Han Ming bowed again, but this time he really wanted to help Old Man Hua to deal with the poison. After all, this is related to Zhu Yiwen's life. , Han Ming still couldn't watch Zhu Yiwen die without saving. He took care of Zhu Yiwen's meticulous care over the past month.

　　Hua old saw Han Ming bow to the ground and couldn't help but smile. He seemed to be very satisfied with Han Ming's behavior, and the green in his eyes had receded a lot.

　　 "I don't know what the disciple should do, but I also ask Master for advice." Han Ming said respectfully again.

　　 Han Ming found that as long as Hua Lao's eyes flashed green, the old man had a violent temper and was easy to get angry. Han Ming was still very sensible, and he didn't want to suffer some flesh and blood for no reason.

"Don't be anxious about this, your inner strength is determined to be practiced first, to prepare for future detoxification, and then you will practice martial arts with the young masters of the Zhu family." Veteran Hua threw a not-so-rich book to Han Ming said lightly.

　　 Han Ming took the cheat book, and he was excited, like a treasure in his arms.

"Presumably you also know the identity of your senior. Don't tell him about the poisonous thing in his body. Okay, you can retreat." After finishing talking, Mr. Hua closed his eyes again, as if thinking about something. what.

　　 Han Ming bowed acquaintedly, and slowly withdrew from Hualao Dongfu.