Martial Arts: The opening reward is full-level magic

Chapter 287

The sedan chair in front of the hall remained motionless.

The four bearers stood there quietly like dummies.

The car curtain fluttered with the wind, and under the light of the dark green fire, it became more and more eerie and strange.

The same is true in the hall.

With the green light hanging high, Su Mo casually put the knife aside, sat on the chair and looked at the red sedan chair outside the door.

In front of him were corpses strewn all over the field, and blood flowed slowly to the low-lying places.

The house is full of stumps and broken arms, making it even more gloomy.

In the corner, the heart demon Xiulan stood quietly, neither fleeing nor making a move, but occasionally looked at Su Mo with subtle brilliance in her eyes.

The sound of killing in the courtyard has completely ended.

The ghost lady didn't speak, she seemed to be still deliberating.

Su Mo is not in a hurry, she can answer whenever she likes.

What he cares more about now is Nading Wugong.

The porcelain bottle was swallowed into the stomach, the fragments scratched the throat, and blood flowed from the corner of the mouth.

But none of this made Ding Wugong panic.

It's just trauma, it's nothing to him.

How can a person who walks the rivers and lakes be uninjured?
What really kills is what you swallow.

He stood quietly, looking at Su Mo silently, trying his best to keep the expression on his face calm and not flustered.

Su Mo was also looking at him, but the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious.

After such a moment, Ding Wugong's expression gradually became stiff.

A smear of black air obviously appeared on his face, and it was transported along the meridians, and black lines appeared on the surface of his body.

These lines ran extremely fast, but they had already spread all over the body in the blink of an eye.

In such a state, how could Ding Wugong laugh?
Finally, he couldn't hold back anymore, he suddenly reached out and took out another porcelain bottle from his bosom, and was about to stuff it into his mouth.

However, at the next moment, an iron pellet flew out, piercing Ding Wugong's hand.

Under Ding Wugong's pain, the porcelain bottle in his hand immediately fell to the ground.

He quickly squatted down to pick it up again, completely ignoring the injury on his hand.

But the porcelain bottle didn't just fall to the ground, instead it flew into Su Mo's hand with a whistling sound.

Su Mo looked at the porcelain bottle in his palm, and then at Ding Wugong:
"Any more?"

"……give me back."

Ding Wugong's voice was hoarse, and when he spoke, his throat hurt sharply, but he still stretched out his hand, wanting to return the porcelain bottle in Su Mo's palm.

And when the palm is stretched out, one can see that under the skin of his palm, those lines have raised at some point, like the veins of the roots of a tree, and faintly, the color of withering can be seen.

Su Mo shook his head slightly, and looked down at the porcelain bottle in his hand.

But at the moment Su Mo lowered his head, Ding Wugong quickly reached into his arms again, took out a porcelain bottle, and was about to stuff it into his mouth without opening the lid.

There is only one bottle of poison, and only one bottle of antidote.

He could die in Su Mo's hands tonight, but he absolutely didn't want to be tortured by this poison in the future.

Therefore, when Su Mo fed him the poison, he deliberately showed no reaction, not because he was not afraid of it, but just because he didn't want Su Mo to see his fear.

Only in this way can he have a chance to solve the disaster tonight.

Therefore, the first porcelain bottle is simply a tactic to delay the attack.

The purpose is to make Su Mo think that what is in the porcelain bottle is the antidote, and the moment of relaxation after taking it away will create a chance for him to take the real antidote.

And now...he was about to succeed.

But just as he was about to stuff the porcelain bottle into his mouth, his palm suddenly emptied, and he raised his head in amazement, and there was another small porcelain bottle in Su Mo's hand.

Putting the two porcelain vases together, looking at Su Mo's face, he looked at himself with a smile that was not a smile:

"Any more?"

The same question pierced my heart like a knife.

The indifferent look on Ding Wugong's face has completely disappeared, and there is only despair in his eyes.

"You have too many eyes."

Su Mo sighed: "It is said that Jianghu is deceitful, but how many people can have such a profound experience without entering the Jianghu?

"Well, let me ask you a question, what kind of poison did you fall into?"

Ding Wugong fell to the ground, as if he had lost all hope, he murmured:
"This poison is called [Shengli Drink]."

When Su Mo heard this name, he was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly said: "Life and death?"

"Yes."

Ding Wugong looked at his hand that had been penetrated by the iron pill, and the feeling of withering became more and more obvious. He took a deep breath and was about to speak, but saw Su Mo waved his hand lightly, letting him Shut up for now.

Then he looked up at the big red sedan chair outside the hall:

"I don't mind you continuing to weigh, but if you don't want to really become a ghost, you'd better stay away from here."

"Yes."

The ghost lady's voice was calm, and she wasn't irritated by Su Mo's tone at all: "Then I'll find a place to think about for a while, and you and I will talk about it in detail after Chief Su's work is over?"

"Go."

Su Mo nodded slightly.

The next moment, the red sedan chair rose suddenly, and it was already outside the compound in a short while.

But after arriving here, the sedan chair suddenly stopped.

"Why don't you move on?"

A voice came from one side.

The four bearers turned their heads at the same time, and saw a woman holding a spear standing on top of the wall.

On the tip of the gun, there were still bloodstains that had not been wiped dry.

"Don't dare."

The answer from the ghost lady in the red sedan chair was unexpectedly short and crisp, even more unexpected.

"Why?"

Yang Xiaoyun slightly raised her eyebrows.

"Although I claim to be a ghost, I don't really want to be a ghost."

The voice in the big red sedan chair said with a smile: "These people all died on this line, and never crossed the threshold. Obviously, there are weird things on the ground. I just didn't expect that Chief Su's escort is not only strong in martial arts, but also good at using poison?"

"good eyesight."

Yang Xiaoyun didn't answer this question, but after quietly looking at the red sedan chair, she flew towards the living room of the big house.

At the same time, there was a rumbling sound on the ground, and Zhen Xiaoxiao, who had already checked the entire yard, followed behind Yang Xiaoyun.

The poison was indeed given by Su Mo, but he is not good at using poison.

Little Situ said that there is no separation between medicine and poison, and in Wuwanglin, before the separation, Su Mo was given a lot of poisons in addition to many cherished pills.

Her consideration is that although Su Mo is very skilled in martial arts, nothing can stop him.

However, no one knows how the wind and rain will blow up, and when they may encounter difficulties, which are difficult to solve even with strong martial arts.

Put some poison on your body, always be prepared.

Su Mo took this very seriously and readily accepted it.

And tonight, in order not to let anyone present get away, he first sprinkled a circle of poison around the compound.

As long as you cross this place, you will die by poisoning.

If he didn't run outside, he would be killed by Yang Xiaoyun and Zhen Xiaoxiao.

Only in this way can they be guaranteed that no one will run away!
The red sedan chair quietly stopped within the poison circle, surrounded by dead bodies, the curtain of the sedan chair was lifted by the cold wind, revealing the ghost lady's real body.

Under the red hijab that was dripping with blood, there was a soft sigh.

The voice was not loud, and it disappeared with the night wind in the blink of an eye.

……

……

When Yang Xiaoyun and Zhen Xiaoxiao came to the hall, Ding Wugong was explaining the details of the poison:
"This poison is not fatal, but the effect is extremely violent.

"After being poisoned, the poisonous gas will travel through the body along with the blood... initially corroding the body.

"This process is very slow and will last for a full seven days.

"The pain will gradually intensify over time, and after seven days, most of the meridians, flesh and blood in the body will be decayed.

"However, the strange thing about this poison is that even so, people will not die.

"After seven days, the flesh and blood will be replenished, and the decayed blood will be reshaped.

"This process will be extremely itchy, the heart-scratching itch is not something ordinary people can bear.

"When trying this medicine, many people fell at this step. When they scratched, some of them dug out their hearts and livers alive.

"Then they stop itching, people are dead, how can they continue to itch?

"But if we can survive these seven days... then we will fall into a new round of disillusionment.

"Destruction and reshaping will last for four full rounds.

"After four times, the poisoned person will completely fall into the border of life and death.

"Sentient, but unable to move.

"Don't drink or eat, but don't die, suffering day and night.

"I wake up once a year, and after waking up for twelve hours, it will return to chaos.

"It's like this every day, every year, until the end of your life."

At this time, Ding Wugong had nothing to hide, and directly said these words.

Shengli Drink lies in the word "shengli". Although a person is alive, he is no different from dead.

He raised his head and looked at Su Mo: "Boss Escort Su, now I don't dare to pray for anything else, I just hope that Boss Escort Su can give me this antidote.

"In the first seven days of poisoning, taking the antidote can completely remove the poison.

"When the poisonous gas remodels the limbs in the body, it is no longer possible to relieve the poison, and can only suppress the pain for seven days.

"Repeat everything before after seven days...

"If you take the antidote after experiencing four rounds of pain, you can only suppress the pain for one month.

"I don't want people who are poisoned to suffer from this day and night, and have to take the antidote once a month..."

After these words, not only Su Mo was dumbfounded, but Yang Xiaoyun also frowned.

If you drink this stuff for yourself, what should you do?

With Su Mo's personality, he would definitely not give up on himself. If it is said that he can be killed with one palm, he will be free from pain, but it is absolutely difficult to do so.

And once he compromises with Wushengtang, Su Mo will be under the control of others for the rest of his life.

Thinking of this, the murderous intent in Yang Xiaoyun's eyes suddenly boiled.

She can die or be poisoned.

She is not afraid!
But she didn't want to drag Su Mo down in any way.

This is where the vicious intentions of these people lie.

Not only Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun's faces were ugly, but the face of the owner of Wangxuan Mountain next to him changed drastically.

At this moment, he happened to untie the Ya acupoint, and he didn't want to speak at first, but he couldn't help but said when he heard this:
"Is this...could it be...Wushengtang went to that place...that place to explore, and finally got something?"

"……Yes."

Ding Wugong nodded.

Su Mo was a little confused: "Where? Where?"

"...Daxuan ruins."

Ding Wugong didn't wait for Wang Xuanshan to open his mouth, he said: "The world is all around, Daxuan sits in the center and embraces the world.

"Hundreds of years ago, the Daxuan Dynasty collapsed overnight.

"That piece of land that should have been a rich and fertile land, has now become an extremely sinister and treacherous place, full of miasma, and dangerous everywhere.

"The Wushengtang occupies the west of the Eastern Desolation, and has explored several times in the past, but they all returned in vain.

"Since the current hall master Wan Yutang succeeded to the throne, he has worked hard and managed to break into the hinterland of that place.

"In a collapsed building, I found the record of Shengliyin and some other things..."

"other things?"

Su Mo glanced at Ding Wugong, and at the same time secretly frowned.

The effect of Shengli Drink is weird and bizarre, it is definitely not something that can be done by ordinary things.

It's just that he didn't understand what the Daxuan Dynasty was trying to research such a poison.
Pain appeared on Ding Wugong's face, but the pain is still tolerable. He didn't dare to show his face to avoid Su Mo's displeasure, so he gritted his teeth and held back:
"Other things... I am embarrassed and don't know much.

"But...about Shengli Drink, I actually know something...

"I once heard, from Hall Master Ren, that the Daxuan Dynasty refined Shengli Drink in the past, but it was not actually used as poison.

"It's... it's for practicing the pill of immortality."

"..."

Su Mo was speechless for a while. This statement is really no surprise, let alone novelty.

Immortality pill...is this stuff a commonplace?

As an emperor, who doesn't want to live forever?
Whether it succeeds or not, it's something to try.

"...Through this, Hall Master Ren has actually speculated.

"In the old days of the Daxuan Dynasty, horses traveled across the rivers and lakes seven times in search of rare and rare treasures, and the best schools of all schools were incorporated into the Daxuan Wu library.

"Since the theory of luck became popular, there have been rumors that the reason for this is actually to suppress the luck of the Daxuan Dynasty.

"Create an immortal dynasty for thousands of years.

"However, Hall Master Ren thinks...the real purpose of the seven horse-riding trips is actually to collect all kinds of precious materials and use them to refine the elixir of immortality.

"It's a pity that no one knows whether the Immortality Pill has been achieved.

"Sheng Li Drink came into being.

"After Wushengtang got this recipe, study it carefully...

"Although there is a lot of lack of help from heaven, material and earth treasures, but... it is barely possible to achieve this life and drink."

Su Mo raised his brows lightly, thoughtfully.

It's just that the events of the Daxuan Dynasty in the past are no longer testable, and even if they think about it now, it is difficult to find out the truth.

So Su Mo didn't get too entangled in this matter, but just asked with a smile:

"Where did you get the Dahua Rebirth Heart Sutra?"

"..."

Ding Wugong hesitated for a moment, and after a while, he said:
"This……"

"You don't have to say it."

Su Mo played with the two porcelain bottles in his hand and said, "Shengli Drink is indeed a good thing."

"..."

Ding Wugong let out a long sigh:
"It was taught by Hall Master Ren."

This answer did not exceed Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun's expectations.

After just looking at each other, Su Mo sneered:
"Nonsense, nonsense!
"Dahua Rebirth Xinluo has been experienced for generations, only the master of Wusheng Hall is qualified to practice.

"He, Ren Xiongfei, is only the vice-master of the Tenth Hall, what qualifications does he have to practice this skill?
"Let alone have this inheritance?"

"This……"

Ding Wugong was anxious all of a sudden:
"Boss Chief Su Mingjian, at this moment, I absolutely dare not lie.

"This Dahua Rebirth Heart Sutra was indeed handed down by the deputy hall master.

"I also had some doubts about this matter, but after asking, he only told me that this was the order of the Hall Master.

"It is said that I was wandering outside and did a lot of things for Wushengtang.

"Naturally, you should teach the supernatural skills as a reward."

Su Mo played with the two porcelain vases in his hand, and didn't take a second look at Ding Wugong, but asked:

"When did Ren Xiongfei teach you this martial art?"

"Probably... more than half a year ago."

When he said this, Yang Xiaoyun was crossing the lobby and walking towards Su Mo.

When passing by Ding Wugong's side, Ding Wugong, who had always been honest, suddenly became violent.

Between the two palms, he has gathered all his skills since he practiced the Dahua Rebirth Heart Compass, not to kill Yang Xiaoyun, but to hold her.

Yang Xiaoyun's martial arts is inherited from Yang Yizhi.

The Dashang Xuanting Sutra, even if you look at the Eastern Desolation, it is also a rare magical skill.

What's more, there is also the family-renowned marksmanship Canglong Bahuang Dianyun Spear.

Ding Wugong naturally didn't dare to hold back when he suddenly attacked such a master.

Knowing that if he did this, Su Mo would be furious.

But up to now, this is the only way to solve the problem tonight, and he can't tolerate it.

There is only one chance, if you miss it, you will really have to be mermaid.

Therefore, only desperate!
However, before the two palms reached Yang Xiaoyun's front, the sound of dragon chant had already sounded.

Looking up, General Yang Xiaoyun Zhouju in front of him seemed to be entrenched with a dragon.

As soon as the strong wind swept away, Ding Wugong returned without success as his name suggests.

The pain in both palms continued, and only then did I know, where is the dragon?
It was clearly the Longyuan Spear in Yang Xiaoyun's hand!
Looking up again, Yang Xiaoyun had already charged up with a gun, sharper, and came straight to his heart.

Ding Wugong was happy instead of angry, he laughed loudly:

"Just because you want to kill me?"

As soon as the voice fell, I rushed forward, but rushed to the point of the spear.

Unexpectedly, the moment he was about to touch the tip of the spear, he saw a silver light pick up, and the next moment, the spear that should have shot Ding Wugong to death suddenly disappeared.

But the sound of howling wind was heard in the ear.

Immediately turning around, he saw the spear in Yang Xiaoyun's hand drawing a semi-circular arc, the barrel of the gun was fully drawn, and he drew it fiercely.

Clap!

Ding Wugong flew out while spinning.

After landing, he covered his face and looked around in a daze: "Why am I not dead yet?"

"wanna die?"

Yang Xiaoyun shook his head lightly, and stepped to Su Mo's side:

"This man is very clever and treacherous. He wants to use my hand to take his life, so as not to suffer the crime of life and death."

(End of this chapter)