Xuanhuan: I slash the sky with one sword

Chapter 212
With a "beep", the golden fence swayed, and there was a flash of golden light on it, gradually revealing a golden book!

The moment the book appeared, the miscellaneous dragon monster was instantly excited, and jumped towards the golden light spot.

However, there was another "beep" at the next moment, and the golden light spot was fluorescent, which was extremely dazzling.

The miscellaneous dragon monster that was leaping was illuminated by the fluorescent light, and it immediately tossed half a foot away with a strange scream.

The rest of the monsters with a human head and a snake body also retreated about Zhang Xu after croaking, showing that they were extremely afraid of the golden book!

With a "whoosh", the golden dots disappeared in a flash, and even the golden fence sank into the swamp below.

Both the miscellaneous dragon monster and the human-headed snake monster were frightened and enraged, and immediately sank into the bottom of the swamp with screams.

Not far from them, there is a middle-aged man walking on the green moss swamp, wearing cloth shoes, wearing Taoist robes and holding a dust whisk. This person's eyes are peaceful but bright!
"It's not in vain that Pindao has been waiting here for a long time. The Hundred Poisons Sutra is indeed hidden here. Although I don't practice poisoning skills all the way, Pindao, if I get the secret book, it will be a windfall. I will use the secret book to find relevant people in the future. In exchange for what I need, there will be success!" The green-robed Taoist's eyes flickered rapidly, and his figure became faster and faster.

At the same time, there was a cloaked monk in this big swamp, and I heard this person whispering: "It's strange, according to the records in the Sun and Moon File, the junior brother of the Poison King of the West Sea obviously fell in 500 years ago. In this big swamp, his scripture of Hundred Poisons should also be in this swamp, but I have been looking for it for more than ten days, how can there be no trace of the scripture?"

The whispers gradually faded away, a scent of fragrance drifted into the air, and was covered by the poisonous gas.

Wang Han, who had run for half an incense stick on his bloody boots, also stopped at this moment. This child's artistic conception was fully opened, and he kept shooting to see if there were green bubbles chasing after him.

After about ten breaths, Wang Han breathed a sigh of relief.

But soon he raised his heart again, and then took out a few pills to restore mana and stuffed them into his mouth. After half a stick of incense time, his mana had been consumed by as much as [-]%!

At the same time, Wang Han also took off a pair of blood boots on his feet.

Then he found a relatively hidden swamp, and urged the Nine Yin Demon Sutra to meditate for a while.

It was not until half a day later that Wang Han stood up with his usual expression, looking at the dark miasma in the distance with his eyes, thinking how long it would take to get out of the third level.

Ye Jiong, who was following this son secretly, saw that the magic power of the ancient demon king Han was insufficient, but he did not dare to jump out and devour Wang Han. From Ye Jiong's point of view, the magic power of the ancient demon king Han was not enough to be feared, and it really made him afraid It is still the power of ancient magic.

It is waiting, it is waiting for a perfect opportunity.

"Whoosh" Just when Wang Han was about to continue on his way, he heard a very intense fighting sound thirty feet away in front of him.

Wang Han's eyes flashed, and he immediately hid his figure and lurked past quietly.

A golden fence above a swamp with a size of hundreds of feet was swaying non-stop, and there was a golden book on it that glowed brilliantly, forcing the surrounding miasma to dissipate.

And in the five directions of the golden fence, there are eight cultivators and seven monsters staring at the golden book with different expressions. Among the eight cultivators, there are two with the highest cultivation level, a Taoist priest in green robe and an old man in red robe. The peak of the Nascent Soul Early Stage, a Nascent Soul Early Stage!
The remaining six repairs are at the two levels of Jindan Dzogchen and Jindan Late Stage!

Among them, You Longzi and Zheng Dadao were both present, and the cloaked woman was also present, and the other three were wearing uniform red and black robes. All three of them had strange breaths and had pimples all over their faces!

On the other hand, the seven monsters on the opposite side are composed of a miscellaneous dragon monster and a six-headed monster with a human head and a snake body!
"Taoist Qingmu, what's the use of snatching the secret books if you don't practice poisonous kung fu?" The red-robed old man said strangely with green and red auras echoing each other on his face.

"The Hundred Poisons Manual is a treasure trove of secrets that can be ranked alongside the Nine Yin Demons' Manual. Even if I don't practice poisoning skills, I can still obtain it. It will be of great use in the future. Why do you still want to snatch it from me?" The green-robed Taoist priest is indeed the unscrupulous and experienced Taoist brother Qingmu Taoist!
I don't know where this Taoist got the news that the scripture of Hundred Poisons is hidden here!
"Hehe...Your Qiankun Island's line of Taoism is profound, how dare I rob my fellow Taoists, but the Hundred Poisons Manual is related to the honor of the Xihai Poison Sect's lineage. This is the day this old man has lived in seclusion for many years in the Sea of ​​Demons. Whatever you say today, I will bring the Hundred Poisons Manual back to the West Sea, and restore my honor as a lineage of the Poison Sect!" The red-robed old man said with gloomy eyes.

"Old monster Red Dove, you and Master Jiuzhi are no longer monks of the Xihai Poison Sect. Master Jiuzhi fell here for 500 years, but his senior brother Xihai Poison King did not send anyone to question him, nor did he send anyone to ask for help. Going back to the Hundred Poisons Manual, you are now tantamount to being taught by an unknown teacher, I am afraid it is only for your own selfishness!" Taoist Qingmu snorted!
"You can say whatever you want, anyway, I must take the Hundred Poisons Manual away, no matter how many monks in your demon sea come to intervene, as long as the old man is still alive, he will not give up!" The red robed old man looked confused. A large complex meaning.

The other six Jindan cultivators listened to the conversation of the two Nascent Soul masters, and only then did they learn that the golden book on the golden fence was the famous "Hundred Poisons Manual"

It is rumored that 600 years ago, the largest sect in Xihai, the "Five Poison Sect", fell apart, and civil strife continued. Among them, Baishou Poison Venerable, known as the "Xihai Poison King", conspired to rebel and took the Five Poison Sect to office. The suzerain was killed by the horse, and even mutilated many elders in the sect with his cruel methods, and finally ascended to the position of poison king of Xihai at the price of blood!

And his younger brother "Master Jiuzhi" belongs to the sect of the previous suzerain.

Before the previous suzerain died, he also handed over the two items of the religious teachings of the Five Poison God Sect to Master Jiuzhi, who was only at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul at that time. After leaving the West Sea, he ended up in the Hunmo Sea.

Few people know this rumor, but everyone has heard some rumors. Today, Taoist Qingmu and old monster Hongjiu had a conversation, and everyone gradually guessed what it was!
The red dove old monster who has always been known as a casual cultivator was originally one of the confidantes that Master Jiu Zhi brought over.

"Old monster Red Dove, you have to figure out that this is the sea of ​​demons and not the land of the west sea. It is absolutely impossible for you to take away the scriptures of hundreds of poisons here. But if you can come up with something that satisfies me Maybe I can sit on the sidelines for the poor Taoist, but your wealth really doesn't interest me much, so the poor Taoist has no choice but to offend you." After listening to the red-robed old man's argument, the Qingmu Taoist remained calm !

At this time.

The miscellaneous dragon monster also let out a hoarse neighing sound: "500 years ago, my father turned into a five-clawed dragon in this place, and was destroyed by your human monks when he was breaking the prohibition of the six saints. Yuan lost, and one of them, Master Jiuzhi, was greedy for my father's poisonous body essence, but in the end he became a funeral object, and the secret book he carried has not been melted for 500 years... This thing should be destroyed, accompany me Father issued it under the Nine Springs."

(End of this chapter)