A seal of immortality

Chapter 505
Seven days later, Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged on the stone bed, his eyes slightly closed, his face was bruised and purple.

There are five cages of different sizes scattered around. The five cages contain poisonous snakes, centipedes, scorpions, toads, and spiders. These five kinds of poisons are all dying at this time.

Not long after, Wang Changsheng's complexion returned to normal, and he opened his eyes, with a flash of light in them.

He glanced at the poison in the cage, and a faint smile appeared on his face. He never thought that the "Secret Code of Five Poisons" could actually restrain the Septic Blood Technique.

After practicing the "Secret Code of Five Poisons", Wang Changsheng's cultivation base not only did not continue to decline, but continued to increase. Within seven days, his cultivation base increased to the foundation building stage. Of course, during this period, he also suffered a huge blow. pain.

In order to practice the "Secret Code of Five Poisons", Wang Changsheng needs to be bitten by five kinds of poisonous insects in turn, and practice with the help of their venom.

It was okay at first, Wang Changsheng just felt a little unwell. After he concentrated several kinds of venom in his dantian, his body became hot and cold, and sometimes itched for no reason, and he couldn't do without scratching. His skin was purple and blue, and he looked very scary.

Fortunately, after the five kinds of venom gathered together, a balance was formed, and his cultivation was also promoted to the foundation building stage.

That mysterious black pattern is still on Wang Changsheng's chest, less than an inch away from his heart.

Right now it is only temporarily delaying the onset time of the blood septic technique, as long as the septic blood technique is not completely dissolved, Wang Changsheng's life is still in danger, he must continue to practice the "Secret Code of Five Poisons" until the septic blood technique is dissolved.

Wang Changsheng put the iron cages on the ground back into the storage bag, and walked out of the stone house.

Outside the stone house, Han Li sat cross-legged, practicing meditation.

He seemed to sense something, and suddenly opened his eyes.

"Huh, Master Wang... Uncle?" Han Li smiled slightly when he saw Wang Changsheng, and greeted Wang Changsheng, but before he finished speaking, he found that Wang Changsheng's aura was much stronger than it was seven days ago .

In seven days, from the seventh level of Qi Refining to the foundation building stage?
Han Li's face was full of disbelief. He didn't seem to believe what he saw. He rubbed his eyes, only to find that Wang Changsheng was still in the Foundation Establishment stage.

"You don't need to be surprised. I was originally a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, but I was seriously injured before. Now that the injury has healed, my cultivation has naturally recovered," Wang Changsheng said lightly.

"The disciple didn't know the identity of the uncle before, so I offended him so much, I ask the uncle to forgive me," Han Li seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly explained, with a nervous expression on his face.

"Those who don't know are innocent," Wang Changsheng shook his head, stepped forward and took a closer look at the Qi Zhu Ning Fireworks, nodded, pondered for a moment, and said, "How long have you been a beginner?"

"This disciple has lived in the Nether Corpse Sect since he was a child. His parents were both Foundation Establishment cultivators. Unfortunately, he passed away when he was out somewhere," Han Li replied truthfully, with a sad expression on his face.

"Are you willing to worship me as a teacher?" Wang Changsheng asked seriously.

"Apprenticeship?" Han Li was slightly taken aback when he heard this.

"What? You don't want to?" Seeing this, Wang Changsheng frowned.

"It's too late for the disciple to be happy! How could he not want to? It's just that the cultivation base of the disciple is low. How can He De worship the uncle as a teacher?" Han Li said bravely, his eyes full of doubts.

Han Li was not stupid, he was only on the second level of Qi Refining, this uncle had known him for less than ten days, and wanted to take him into his sect, which made him suspect that Wang Changsheng had something bad in his heart.

"I need someone to run errands around me. Well, I also need someone to take care of my elixir. I don't feel relieved to leave this kind of thing to others. Only my disciples can. Do you accept this explanation?" Wang Changsheng said. Glancing at Han Li, he said calmly.

Han Li's face softened when he heard this, but the doubt in his eyes did not decrease in the slightest.

"Since you don't want to, then forget it, take good care of Ning Fireworks, and I'll go out for a while," Wang Changsheng frowned when he saw this, and said lightly. After speaking, he turned and walked towards the courtyard gate.

Seeing this situation, Han Li became anxious, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and he shouted loudly: "Disciple is willing. Disciple Han Li pays homage to Master." After speaking, he knelt down and kowtowed three times to Wang Changsheng without waiting for Wang Changsheng's consent. a bang.

Wang Changsheng showed a sneer on his face with his back turned to Han Li, but he quickly returned to normal. He turned around and said, "For your wit, this high-level flying sword is considered a teacher's apprenticeship gift for you."

After finishing speaking, Wang Changsheng turned his palm, and a red dagger appeared in his hand.

Seeing this, Han Li was overjoyed and hurriedly thanked him. He took the red dagger from Wang Changsheng with both hands, and looked at Wang Changsheng with gratitude.

Over the years, the spirit stones he earned through exhaustion were barely enough for him to cultivate, and he didn't have a single high-level magic weapon. Now that he has worshiped Wang Changsheng as his teacher, he immediately has a high-level magic weapon. Not grateful.

"Okay, I have something to go out for the teacher, you stay here to take good care of the Ning fireworks, and I have to use it to refine medicine for the teacher!" Wang Changsheng nodded and urged.

"Yes, master, this disciple will definitely take good care of Ning Yanhua, please rest assured, master," Han Li nodded, patted his chest and assured.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng turned and left.

"Master is so kind to me, I have to take good care of the fireworks for him," Han Li muttered to himself, looking at Wang Changsheng's leaving back, and at the red dagger in his hand.

When he came to the Sutra Pavilion, Wang Changsheng went straight to the second floor.

The layout of the second floor of the Sutra Library is almost exactly the same as that of the first floor, with the same six shelves. The difference is that a middle-aged woman with a pretty face is sitting behind a yellow wooden table at the stairway.

As soon as he went up to the second floor, Wang Changsheng went straight to the shelf where the exercise classics were placed.

Half an hour later, Wang Changsheng put a green jade slip on the yellow wooden table, and said, "Please help me copy it, Senior Sister."

The middle-aged woman nodded, picked up the green jade slip and put it between her eyebrows, but soon, she put down the jade slip again, looked at Wang Changsheng carefully, frowned, and said: "The younger brother is practicing the "Secret Code of Five Poisons" "?"

"What? Is there something wrong?" Wang Changsheng raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and asked calmly.

"Did no one tell you that the higher the level of this technique, the more dangerous it is to practice?" The middle-aged woman said meaningfully.

"Dangerous? Thank you, Senior Sister, for your kindness. I think this technique is quite good," Wang Changsheng said indifferently.

As long as he can dissipate the Anti-Blood Art, no matter how dangerous Wang Changsheng is, he must continue to practice.

"It's up to you!" Seeing this, the middle-aged woman didn't say anything, and quickly copied it for Wang Changsheng.

After paying the contribution points, Wang Changsheng picked up the jade slip and pasted it between his eyebrows, and checked it.

Half a quarter of an hour later, he took off the jade slip between his eyebrows, walked out of the Sutra Pavilion quickly, and flew the imperial weapon towards the Deacon Hall.

(End of this chapter)