The Immortal’s Poison

Chapter 42 Gift

Five headed, five-element poisonous blood, dripping at the same time, gently drenched the frozen blood jelly in the turtle shell.

Blood jelly is like a jellyfish that is suddenly stimulated. It unfolds its body violently, flips from bottom to top, and wraps the five elements of poisonous blood into its own body.

At the same time, the second master also gave a semi-sharp roar, his hand dragging the turtle's shell began to shake quickly, and his five fingers were like drumsticks.

The little turtle shell, but issued the prestige of the drum war drum! Occasionally, a few flashes of hardening comparable to Shen Lei, swiped across the turtle shell, and suddenly died!

All Wen Bucao's faces were full of anticipation. Even a few monks and elders of the public, with dignified expressions, narrowed their eyes slightly. Wen Leyang was even more excited. The second master is now using a wrong fist, he can I never thought that wrong punches could actually be used for refining poison.

Xiao Yi said to Wen Leyang: "That's the empty armor left by the ancestors of the warm spicy son. It is specially used to fuse the highly venomous treasure. The poisonous blood of Tongjiao is difficult to invade. To refine it, only use this baby! Her voice was clear and she wanted to let the old Gongye hear it.

Although Wen Bu does not have a sparse skill, he is also very knowledgeable about the art of poison refining. Then Xiao Yi continued to say aloud: "The poison of the Tong Jiao is extremely poisonous in the world, but it is scattered and invisible. And the five elements of poisonous blood are both clashing and frustrating, and they were originally fused together to be harmless and harmless, but as soon as the poisonous blood of Tongjiao is refined, the five elements can be used to supplement the yin and yang. Then, hehe ... " I do n’t know. He ’s talking about a theoretical basis. No one knows how.

This matter, the ancestors of the Wen family, only thought about it, but no one has ever done it!

Didn't last long, but a few minutes later, the second old man jumped fiercely and then stood still, and stopped the refining of poison.

The tortoise shell in his hand is like a fallen leaf at the end of October, and the edges are all withered, only a little light spirit remains around the veins, and the poisonous blood of the dragon Jiao, which wraps the blood of the five elements, is like a severely injured beast, dying Struggling and beating weakly.

Although Wen Leyang is a disciple in the inner room, he did n’t know anything about the advanced poisoning technique at home, and asked Xiao Yi a little stunnedly: "This ... this is over? So fast?"

Wen didn't laugh and rushed to answer: "The technique of refining poison is not more effective the longer it is. It pays attention to vapour invasion and poisonous tolerance. It has nothing to do with time. It is not that baking in a stove for decades can be practiced. Out of something! "As he said, he took the old man in the corner of his eyes and smiled.

The old man of Gongye gritted his teeth, but he swallowed his mouth without speaking.

The body of Cheng Jiao, no matter to the masters of poison refining or refining, is the first good thing in the world. The old man of Gong Ye has just shown his hand. Of course, the second master refuses to give up, and must be convinced by the secret of refining. On the other side, Cheng Jiao won the Jiao Jiao body.

Everyone's eyes widened and they looked at the poisonous blood of Tong Jiao, who seemed to be turning around alive, and the second old man held the turtle shell, turned his head slightly stiffly, and said coldly to the old man of Gong Ye who was as surprised as everyone else: "After a while, the strange poison was born. If you don't agree, you can try the poison ..." He hadn't finished his words. Suddenly, Jiao Xuebing made a series of sounds like metal friction, and stretched his body violently. , As if spitting, all the five drops of poisonous blood that had been caught in the body were sprayed on the second master's face ...

Tongjiao venomous blood was lying comfortably on the turtle shell, motionless.

The whole village is silent ...

Until a burst of eyebrows and exhaled laughter that seemed like a vengeance for ten thousand years, he rushed into the sky and smashed the quiet and unfavorable face of Wenjia Village into a powder.

The old man of Gongye smiled and spouted his internal organs and jumped to the second master: "Poison? What do you want me to try? Haha, congratulations, you finally got a turtle shell to take the blood of Tong Jiao." Sheng came out a little, hum, good means! Hahaha ... "

The second master was shocked, but he did not expect to use the baby passed down by the ancestors of the warm spicy son, but he could not even refine the poison, his face was green and white, and his whole body was trembling and violently. The blame shouted and shouted loudly: "Tong Jiao was hit by a grandson, the corpse is from our Wen family, and it will never be your turn to refine it!"

Master Wen'er is a rogue.

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The other three old ladies, uncle Wen Tunhai, did not feel surprised if they did not do it. Everyone swarmed up and separated the body of Dong Jiao from the old man of Gongye to help play the rogue with the two masters.

This is something that the lame Wen Leyang didn't expect. It seems that besides himself, several other important figures of the Wen family know quite well about Wen Er.

Mr. Gong Ye's wild laughter came to an abrupt end, instead of an angry roar ...

If the old rabbit is not happy, Gongye must release the flying sword on the spot to desperately.

The other Wen Bucao disciples were all distracted, and the old rabbit demon mediated from it for a long while. Finally, the two parties barely reached an agreement. The skin and bone of Tong Jiao were handed over to the old man of Gongye to the refiner. No grass, although there is still no way of refining, fortunately these things will not rot.

All the technical work of skinning and bone extraction is done by Gongye's father. Fortunately, Gongye's family is specialized in this and has ancestral skills.

All the treasures that were refined were owned by Wen Bucao. If such a bully was committed, Grandpa Wen said it was straightforward, and the old man of Gong Ye agreed to the willingness. At the end, Wen Leyang felt unbearable and discussed with the four grandpas for a long time. The grandfather finally agreed, and gave Gongye three pieces of bone.

Unexpectedly, Gongye shook his head: "Jiao Ting recognized Wen Leyang, and the Jiao bone naturally followed Wen Leyang. I'm useless to come, I can't make anything!"

The group of old men behind Wen Leyang were all happy, not knowing whether it was because the grandchildren's magic weapon was sharp, or because they saved the baby snake bone. Wen Leyang discussed with the parents for another half day, and gave Gongye a small piece of jelly. After some bargaining, the teacup mouth-sized piece that the grandfather drew was finally raised to the size of the washbasin, saying that he would not rise again.

Tong Jiao's blood and flesh are extremely toxic. After peeling off the skin, there is nothing to sustain it. However, the Wen family inherited the poison for two thousand years. Although there is no suitable drug refining tool, it wants to temporarily suppress the poison of Jiao Jiao. It is always possible to spend some effort.

Barely rejoiced, Wen Leyang could not do anything with a left leg.

Wen Tunhai was busy with gifts and relatives, and the list of gifts was torn by Grandpa Wen several times: "They Crow Ridge is richer than us, don't need to get these valuable things, prepare some local products ..."

Wen Tunhai carefully reminded: "The Luo family is also in the mountains, there is no shortage of mountain products."

Grandpa Wen burst into a rage: "It's just a part of the heart, and the heart is stronger than anything!"

Wen Leyang's marriage date was set at the tenth day of April and seventeen days later.

The news of the marriage was announced jointly by the four old men. All of a sudden, the whole village of Wenjia was full of joy, and the aunts in the village were busy immediately. The construction team who rebuilt Wenjia Village also went up the mountain in a short time. , Became very lively.

At noon on that day, Mumu took A egg and his honest brother Luo Wanggen and fled down the mountain to go home.

The four princes also brought the same flustered little Yi, the wife of Xi Niang Wen Tunhai and a group of good hands, and went back to the old sick and dead square together.

In order to get things done, the Wens deliberately regarded the old, sick, and sick as the family of Xiaoyi.

Grandpa means that you can save the things you want to send, and the baby who comes to turn his hands in his family, may as well be the scenery ...

According to the local customs of Jiuding Mountain, the bride and groom ca n’t meet each other from the date of the engagement until the big wedding. Xiaoyi naturally has to return to the “nanny ’s house” for a few days. The four masters also just took people back to Fangzi. There was a monk in it, his heart was hanging all the time, and he wouldn't be relieved to go back to sit in person.

The second and third masters are in charge of pondering the method of refining the strange poison of Jiao Jiao.

Qin Zhuo looked at Wen Leyang who was limping and could only jump around. He had the idea of ​​playing him again, but he was afraid of being looked down upon by Nineteen.

Early the next morning, Master Wen and his uncle Wen Tunhai rushed to Crow Ridge. At this time, the Jiao thorn raised on Wen Leyang's leg had already arched out almost halfway.

Half of the rest, but arched for three days, finally finally clicked, three feet long thorn fell on the ground.

Wen Le

Yang Daxi, reaching for the Jiao Tiao, and starting with the pale white long needle, did not give him a kind feeling as expected, but plain and unremarkable, no special, neither cold nor hot, both You can't talk about comfort without hands.

The old man of Gongye was standing beside Wen Leyang, and now he saw his expression with a puzzled expression on his face, and the old man also wondered: "Boy, is there anything wrong?"

Wen Leyang nodded and said for a long time before he made himself clear about the thing with a Jiao sting without any special feeling: "If this thing recognizes the Lord, should I be intimate with me?"

Old Gongye shouted with a little helpless tone: "This Jiao Ting can now be regarded as a part of your body. Do you feel intimacy by holding your right hand in your left hand? Wouldn't you feel pain if you step on your left foot? ? A truth! As long as it does not resist you, everything is fine! "

Wen Leyang was a little suspicious, reached out and handed Jiao Ting to the old man: "Have you tried it?"

Unexpectedly, the old man of Gong Ye was like a big enemy, and he jumped out of the distance: "I can't touch it now!"

Wen Leyang looked at him strangely. At first, this long thorn was the one that Gong Ye had held the thorn into Wen Leyang's leg, but now he can't touch it.

The old man of Gongye had a good impression on Wen Leyang because Wen Jiayang didn't play with him up and down, so he explained with a smile: "Jiao Tiao has soaked your blood, but hasn't been refined in the furnace yet. Others will ruin it if they do n’t do it right! "

Wen Leyang's old question is gone, and the new question is coming again: "Is this going to be in the furnace? Haven't you already recognized the Lord?"

Grandpa Gongye ’s smile was a little too hard. He did n’t expect Wen Leyang to really understand anything: “You try to wave Jiao Tiao to see if it responds? Jiao Tiao, although it has infiltrated your body blood, but it ’s accumulated Jiao Divine Power has to be refined before it can move with your heart, otherwise I still have to rely on what to do! "

Wen Leyang waved a few jiaos arbitrarily, just like the conductor of the band, except for the sound of ‘extracting wind’.

At this time, there was a lot of noise outside, a disciple of the Wen family came to report, and the guy of the Gongye family came with a refiner from Panshan, Tianjin. Huo Ran, the old man of Gongye, was overjoyed, and regardless of Wen Leyang, he ran out to meet his family.

Two hundred people came from the Gongye family. Except for a few old men, they were all sturdy young men with muscular skin and bronze, carrying large and small boxes. They moved up the mountain like ants to move into the village. Gongye The old man has chosen the place of the refiner these days, and led the person to Houcun, shouting loudly and starting to set up a stove and a sink ... At the end of Houcun ’s calculation, he was furious. If Wen Leyang stopped him, he would Shouted the Rainbow Brothers to help him beat someone.

More than two hundred men of the Gongye lay down things, leaving some people to build a refiner, and others went down the mountain again and continued to move.

After watching it for a while, Wen Leyang realized that the Gongye had brought everything needed by the refiner, even the clean water, in a bucket.

"The smelter of the Gongye family has always used its own things, and it has all kinds of burning materials and water materials. It is said that these bits and pieces are all raised by them for the smelter for hundreds of years!" I don't know when I walked to Wen Leyang and said with a smile.

The disciple of Panshan Gongye moved things, built a sword stove, and set a sink; the master of toxicology at Wenjia Pai followed the second and third masters to study the strange poison of Jiao; grandmother Wen was in his eighties and was in charge while commanding the village The aunt-in-law prepared Wen Leyang's marriage, while nagging: There are not enough sheep ...; There is also a large group of strong laborers helping the Wen family build a house, and the whole village is turned upside down and completely messed up.

Wen Leyang, following the instructions of the old man Ye Gong, carefully put his baby squid into a weird container. The old man Gong Ye took a sigh of relief and laughed and patted Wen Leyang's shoulder with a smile: "Relax, rest The next thing is up to the old man. If it goes well, it just happens to catch up with your big marriage.

This time, even the old rabbit demon was a little surprised. "It can be done so quickly? From now on, only half a month is left."

The old man of Gongye smiled proudly: "This is not a golden spirit, and naturally does not need to be refined. Now Jiao Ting has already recognized the Lord, we only need to refine its true nature! It is not a time to refine it, it is craft

It is spirituality, and you do n’t understand these things. "

Wen Leyang really didn't understand. Hey, he laughed and stood for a while, watching everyone was busy, no one took care of him, and ran to the two old men, watching them keep testing the poison of Jiao Jiao. Going in, but after a while, Ji Fei Lao ran over and said to Wen Leyang straightforwardly, "Wen Xiaode, give me your phone!"

Wen Leyang uttered, and asked casually, "What are you doing?" While handing over the phone.

"What's the matter?" Ji Fei Dao Dao's eyes widened and looked at Wen Leyang like a monster: "You are married, the living gods of Sanshan and Wuyue have to be notified. My cell phone has stopped for a long time. All his grandma's is long distance!" "

Wen Leyang was startled. He listened to Ji Fei's old tone, as if he wanted to call out all the large groups of casual repairers, and then stretched out his hands to grab back his mobile phone: "Don't invite casual repairers ..."

The words weren't finished yet. Master Wen San suddenly interrupted him: "The boss has commanded, how many people please, how many people are busy!"

The Wen family never liked hilarity, Wen Leyang was suspicious, until the third master said another sentence: "The boss also said that in the past few days, I will find an opportunity to discuss with the nineteen girl to see if we can give those gifts to us. The Yizigong school of the Chinese characters was also invited, and finally looked at each other ... "

Wen Leyang suddenly realized that Grandpa wanted to accept the gift!

The old rabbit demon was not happy and laughed: "The bed that Wen Lao was in charge of, had to be replaced with a larger size this time! Regardless of other monasteries, the Great Mercy Temple and the 72 ancient temples in the world, they will definitely come to harass. A wedding meal! "

Wen Leyang is still a little hesitant. Of course, his marriage is a big deal, but in the final analysis, it is to deceive and repair the red leaf forest. There are too many monks. If you fail, you will make mistakes.

The three grandpas saw his thoughts and coldly explained: "We have our own layout, and the fourth son will not be okay to go back this time. You can get married with peace of mind!"

Grandpa Wen Er also nodded just to speak, and suddenly remembered something that made him impatient, frowned: "I almost forgot something, the boss also asked me to go to Qiniang Mountain to ask Miao not to pay respects." Said The old man looked at the corpse of Tongjiao in front of him with all reluctance. His mind now was trapped in the strange poison that he had never seen before, and he could not even eat and sleep.

After hesitating for a moment, the second grandfather's eyes were on the third grandfather, and the third grandfather quickly snorted: "I'm not going!"

Then the eyes of the two old men turned to Wen Leyang together.

Grandpa took Wen Tunhai to Crow Ridge, and Miao Bujiao had to send an important person to the reason, and there were three important people left in Wenjia Village.

Wen Leyang asked, crying and laughing: "I'm going to ... I'm afraid it's inappropriate?"

The second grandfather glared: "What's wrong! Let you go, you go, the boss is not, I'm the master! Go away! Remember to come back before the wedding."

Wen Leyang didn't have any solution at all. They didn't call Wen Wencao the self-proclaimed wealthy man. How could the bridegroom officer come directly to invite people, but Xiao Chi Mao Tzu heard that Wen Leyang was going to go to Qiniang Mountain, and they were so happy. Ignoring the rituals and doing things on their own, in their view, Wen Leyang personally invited him, and he was more friends than anyone else.

Xiao Chi Mao Tiao also passed the news of Wen Leyang's marriage back home a few days ago, but now that the young seedlings have not set off, it is estimated that they are preparing mountain gifts.

On the Jiuding Mountain, there is an old rabbit demon unhappy in everything, and Wen Leyang has nothing to worry about. He really has nothing to do at home .......

The large jungle in Miaojiang is as usual, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter. It is always so humid and sweltering. Xiao Chimao is walking and pointing to him, telling him what kind of witchcraft is arranged along the way. What will be the consequences of outsiders trespassing? Since the last batch of young seedling killers "Yiwofeng" were destroyed by Wen Leyang, in the past few years, Miao Bujiao has rearranged the traps in the forest and the Wu Gu ban.

To Wen Leyang's surprise, Er Niang didn't take someone to greet him. Of course, he wasn't justified. He just felt something was wrong.

Wen Leyang also deliberately went around and went to the original shady land. Anyway, his current feet are so fast, he picks up the little chick hair and corrects his emotions, and he can't spend much time.

Has already been devilishly

The dried up river bed, which was broken together and broken apart, was covered by layers of vegetation in three years. The main body of the once strangely twisted temple collapsed, leaving only the ruins of the ruins. In the gaps of vegetation, occasionally a trace of disastrous defeat, early There will be no ugly back then.

The life and death experience constantly emerged, even a kid like Wen Leyang who didn't have a heart and no lungs could not help raising a feeling of solitude.

Xiaochi Maojiu lay on his back and smiled: "There is nothing here, the temple is collapsed, hehe, I had eaten ghost meat mushrooms from here."

Wen Leyang laughed and laughed and moved Chimao Jiu: "Delicious?"

Chimao shook his head: "There is no taste, and it will get greasy after eating too much." He stretched out his arms and pulled out a carrot from Wen Leyang's pocket, chewing it.

At this time, suddenly there was a long roar, rising from the direction of Miao Village!

Howling and fierce, like a rusty knife, rubbing viciously in his throat.

The eerie whimpers seemed to echo the long roar, gradually condensed from the air, and gradually grew stronger, and finally turned into a wolf cry, a thousand ghosts smirked, from all directions, the muddy water that once made Wen Leyang hate the madness The sound, the screams of mice and the venom of the serpent, also rolled up together, and the disgusting sounds were ripped thickly, as if they were real, and wrapped around Wen Leyang's body in a blink of an eye, as if He was wriggling hard, trying to get into his body through his pores.

Wen Leyang Huo Ran changed his face, this crazy voice of ghost crying wolf howling snake rat, he also heard before: Witch singing!

Only when the most significant witchcraft takes shape ~ www.readwn.com ~ will this eruption that seems to be going against the sky, according to Xiaochi Maozheng, no one in Miaojiang can initiate this High level of deep witchcraft. Under the drive of witch singing, layers of dark clouds quickly swam in, and the sky in Miaojiang suddenly darkened.

Wen Leyang was carrying Xiao Chimao on his back, and ran towards Miao Village with his legs spread like wind. Was he wondering? Was the master of the painting city coming to Qiniang Mountain?

Xiaochi Maozheng's expression was as tense as he was, but the joy that could only be described by irritability, could not be suppressed at all over his body, his hands were tightly tied to Wen Leyang's shoulders, and his voice seemed to be dry. Two thousand pounds of salted salt for half a year: "Two Niang ... they ... they succeeded!"

Wen Leyang realized that it was not because of outsiders, but because Miao did not pay in witchcraft, and it seemed that he had made a major breakthrough!

Without much effort, Wen Leyang ran into the Miao Village, layers of witchfire, seemingly chaotic enchantment in the middle of the village, hundreds of young Miao Gu Gu hands are sitting cross-legged on the ground, the body looks like a sieve Shivering, the green muscles on the forehead were like earthworms with their heads and tails cut off, painfully twisted, and a violent contrast in the eyes.

The sky is dim, witchfire is enchanting, a large group of young witch wizards are suffering happily, witch singing is rolling up and down, getting louder and louder ...

Seeing Wen Leyang coming, Er Niang immediately led the people who were not involved in the witchcraft to greet him, stretched out his hands, and held Wen Leyang full of joy: "Good brother, you get married, we Miaojiang will give you a big gift!" , Pointing his finger behind his fellow clan, who is working together to practice witchcraft!