Chapter 107: Practicing the Poison Scripture! Ancestor's Stature! Shocking the Elders!

Boom! Boom!

High in the sky, two black suns rose, acting like lightning, the terrifying black light carrying an unimaginable poison aura; one strike blackened the space, forming a unique and bizarre field.

That brilliant sword light descending from the sky, after touching the black light blasted out by Elder Hu and Elder Xu, was like ice meeting a scorching sun, actually melting rapidly.

Clatter!

Just one encounter, all the sword light dissipated, like collapsing and disintegrating.

Revealing the true sword body inside.

Subsequently, this sword body was also rapidly blackening, as if dyed by ink, the surface emitting buzzing sounds, as if losing all spirituality, falling directly from the sky.

Elder Xu snorted coldly, grabbed the black long sword in his hand; the entire long sword in his hand was like a limp poisonous snake, although struggling hard, it soon stopped moving.

"Not knowing life or death, still daring to probe!"

Elder Xu's voice was cold, holding the long sword, his body falling from high altitude, looking toward the direction the long sword flew from.

"He is dead for sure, backlashed by your and my 'Heart Poison', even if he didn't touch his main body, he is dead for sure!"

Elder Hu sneered, following closely, looking toward the mist in the distance, "Let's go, go see who it is!"

The giant bird beneath them rushed directly toward the front.

"Ah!"

A shrill scream suddenly came from the depths of the mist.

Fang Yi and the others discovered the culprit who had just ambushed them.

Only to see a figure covered in pus and blood running out from a small hill in the depths of the mist, the whole person rapidly rotting from the inside out, hair disheveled, face covered in blood and flesh, ten thousand pores all flowing with pus and blood, miserable to look at.

Not long after running out, he suddenly collapsed, his entire body hissing and rapidly corroding.

"A puppet?"

"Ran quite fast, this time using a puppet to take the death, next time it won't be so simple!"

Elder Hu and Elder Xu snorted coldly, looking toward the mist in all directions.

On the back of the giant bird.

Zhuotianlai and Luo Tianfeng were both shocked, their hearts unable to calm down.

Fang Yi was pondering, recalling the means Elder Hu and Elder Xu used when they struck just now!

Such bizarre poison!

Didn't even touch the opponent, just touched the flying sword, and the opponent was already poisoned to death!

"See that, this is the weapon of the 'Seeking Immortal path', they call it a flying sword."

Elder Xu's expression was flat, throwing the blackened spirit sword casually at the feet of Fang Yi and the others, "Who says the martial path is no good? As long as you can practice it to the end, no matter how strong the weapon is, it's like scrap iron in front of us."

Fang Yi subconsciously picked up this blackened spirit sword.

But found that although the surface of the spirit sword was black, there was actually no poison on it; on the contrary, all the poison had surged into the interior of the spirit sword.

This meant that even if others touched this spirit sword, they wouldn't be poisoned at all.

Elder Hu and Elder Xu's control over poison had undoubtedly reached a subtle level.

This was something he was far from reaching.

"That poison just now?"

Fang Yi asked subconsciously.

"It is one of the 36 poison sources of my Poison Sect, called Heart Poison."

Elder Hu's tone was flat, "This poison doesn't need to be used head-on; through weapons, clothes, or even a strand of the opponent's hair or a drop of blood, the opponent's main body can be poisoned."

"Heart Poison?"

Fang Yi's heart narrowed.

How bizarre!

He became even more curious about the 36 poison sources of the Poison Sect.

"The people of the Seeking Immortal path will not stop until I die; this is still wanting to probe."

Elder Xu's voice was hoarse, his eyes somewhat cold, looking toward the mist in all directions.

Fortunately, nothing else happened next.

However, a day later, when the giant bird approached the Poison Sect stronghold.

Suddenly, a rich incense aura came from mid-air, the smell pungent, permeating the entire world, as if a temple had opened wide.

Endless incense aura like a tide rushed toward them, directly forming a unique field, instantly imprisoning this giant bird in the field.

"Om mani padme hum..."

A series of majestic and sacred sounds rang out.

In the rich incense aura, a Buddha shadow, three zhang tall, emitting golden light, with a majestic and cold face, sat high in the sky, actually approaching rapidly.

It chanted the six-character mantra, a series of bizarre powers that shook the soul rapidly crushing toward the crowd and the giant bird, and at the same time, it raised a golden palm, like a vast cloud layer, wanting to grab everyone away.

In an instant, everyone felt their hearts dazed, buzzing, unable to bear it, as if about to faint.

That giant bird couldn't bear it even more, falling fiercely from high altitude.

Fang Yi had a jolt, instantly waking up, his heart shocked.

"Not good!"

What kind of bizarre existence is this again?

Actually running to the Poison Sect to block the door?

"Six-Character Great Bright Mantra!"

Elder Hu also had a jolt, waking up again, his expression shocked, hurriedly roaring, operating his poison technique again...

Just at this moment!

"Hmph!"

A cold voice suddenly echoed from inside the Poison Sect, deafening, and the Buddha shadow covered in golden light in front of them actually began to turn black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The surface area was instantly covered with countless centipedes, scorpions, poisonous insects, poisonous snakes, and countless skeleton shadows, soul shadows...

The golden Buddha's movements stopped alive.

And then the entire golden body rapidly rotted and collapsed, cracking and making sounds, turning into fragments all over the ground in the blink of an eye, disappearing without a trace.

The incense aura in all directions also suddenly dissipated.

Blown by a strong wind, not a drop remained.

Only then did everyone completely wake up.

Only to see the direction of the mountain gate ahead.

An old man wearing a gray robe, face covered in spots, body short and thin, stood here with a cold face, appearing out of nowhere.

"Dachanglao!"

Elder Hu and the others hurriedly lowered the giant bird and jumped down from the back of the giant bird.

Fang Yi and the others also followed and jumped down one after another.

"Greetings, Dachanglao!"

"You are Ouyang Feng?"

That Dachanglao's expression eased slightly, looking at Fang Yi, sizing him up, nodding lightly, "Not bad, not bad."

He had known about Ouyang Feng very early on.

At that time, he was still blaming the other party for not practicing well and actually daring to get involved in the Seeking God path's affairs.

Now that the misunderstanding was cleared up, seeing Fang Yi with his own eyes, his heart felt comforted.

At a young age, without anyone's guidance, being able to grope his way to this step.

This kind of talent...

Can be called terrifying!

"Dachanglao, was that just now a person from the Secret Sect?"

Elder Hu's eyes narrowed, speaking out.

"No, someone borrowed the Secret Sect's means, wanting to probe our Poison Sect!"

The Dachanglao's voice was cold.

The Secret Sect belongs to one of the most mysterious inheritances.

At the same time, it involves the two paths of martial path and Seeking God.

The power of that Buddha just now, although pure, still had a significant gap from the Secret Sect.

"Is it someone from the 【Seeking God】 path?"

Elder Hu whispered.

The Dachanglao nodded lightly, speaking out, "Alright, I will handle this matter, you all go back."

"Yes, Dachanglao!"

Elder Hu and the others nodded, their hearts surging, thoughts mixed, taking Fang Yi and the others, walking toward the inside of the mountain gate.

Fang Yi showed a thoughtful look.

The Poison Sect's situation didn't seem very good...

One assessment, actually had so many forces probing.

"It wouldn't be coming for me, would it?"

He felt uneasy in his heart.

No!

A gentleman does not stand under a wall that is about to collapse.

Learn the Poison Scripture as soon as possible, then change his name and leave this place.

By then, find an uninhabited place to live in seclusion, wouldn't that be wonderful?

"Today you all rest for a night first, tomorrow I will choose a teacher for you to teach you the unique skills of my Poison Sect."

Elder Hu led them into a vast mountain forest area, speaking out.

This mountain forest area had quite a few buildings, scattered, each with a separate small courtyard, the scenery was not bad, and it didn't match the name of the Poison Sect at all.

Fang Yi originally thought that inside the Poison Sect, there would be poison smoke and poison miasma everywhere, and all kinds of poisonous insects crawling on the ground.

But in reality, it was not so.

Inside the mountain gate, it was very clean, almost unable to see any poisonous insects.

"Elder Hu, my Poison Scripture..."

Fang Yi asked.

"Don't worry, it will be given to you."

Elder Hu smiled, suddenly looking at Zhuo Tianxing, Luo Tianfeng, and the others, "By the way, you two haven't practiced poison techniques before, so don't run around inside my Poison Sect, and don't touch things randomly, lest you be poisoned."

After he finished speaking, he left this place.

Leaving Zhuo Tianxing and Luo Tianfeng looking at each other.

Only Fang Yi frowned, looking at the ground under his feet again, grabbing a handful of mud from the ground, stimulating it with poison energy, instantly the mud rapidly blackened, suddenly emitting colorful smoke from above, filled with virulent poison, corroding the space.

"Good means!"

Fang Yi showed surprise.

This Poison Sect is worthy of researching virulent poison for thousands of years!

He had previously wondered why there was no poison smoke or poison miasma inside the Poison Sect?

It turned out that all the virulent poison was hidden in this mud.

Looking closely, there was no abnormality, but if stimulated by poison energy, one would instantly find that these muds actually contained dozens of different toxins.

Zhuo Tianxing and Luo Tianfeng were horrified, hurriedly holding their breath, retreating rapidly, fearing they would smell the poison smoke.

"Two, find your own residence!"

Fang Yi threw away the mud, clapped his hands, and turned to leave.

Just the ground contained such virulent poison.

Then the other areas, who knew how terrifying they would be?

If all these poisons were absorbed, to what extent would the poison in his body reach?

Zhuo Tianxing and Luo Tianfeng's expressions changed, looking at each other, showing bitter smiles.

They didn't dare to break in, just finding a residence nearby and settling down.

A whole day passed quickly.

Night fell.

Inside the Poison Sect, mist swirled, filled with special Qi.

Just as Fang Yi was preparing to go out.

Suddenly, the Dachanglao and Elder Hu knocked on his door.

"Kid, didn't you want to watch the Poison Scripture? You can tonight."

Elder Hu smiled, looking at Fang Yi.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see the Poison Scripture."

The Dachanglao looked at Fang Yi and spoke flatly.

"Oh?"

Fang Yi's eyes lit up, and he followed behind immediately.

Deep inside the Poison Sect.

A huge deep valley, poison smoke swirling, emitting colorful light inside.

Countless virulent poisons surged inside.

Looking from above, it was like a source of virulent poison.

"See that, this is my Poison Sect's Wandukeng, filled with who knows how many thousands of poisons? The Poison Scripture is carved at the very bottom. Normally, anyone who wants to watch the Poison Scripture must go in personally, but, regardless of cultivation strength, we don't recommend the other party stay inside for too long."

Elder Hu said, "A certain degree of virulent poison will increase cultivation, but if you stay for a long time, the poison will attack the heart, leaving irreparable hidden injuries in the body."

"Go down."

The Dachanglao spoke, walking toward the bottom first.

Fang Yi followed behind immediately, his eyes flashing, the poison in his body becoming active.

Just like meeting cold rain after a long drought.

Encountering something exceptionally longed for.

As he walked down continuously, Fang Yi saw some figures one after another.

Old and young, men and women, sitting cross-legged in various areas of this poison pit, all practicing.

However, this poison pit was too deep, and they were only sitting on the top layer.

The further down he walked, the fewer figures he saw.

Soon he had walked down three or four hundred meters, and the figures he saw added up to only four or five.

Walking down another seventy or eighty meters, he finally gradually approached the bottom.

Only to see the bottom layer area, occupying a vast space, the poison was incredibly thick.

From time to time, all kinds of poison smoke erupted.

Even the ground was a purple-black color.

Stepping on it, the shoes on his feet directly began to corrode, hissing and making sounds, turning into bubbles.

"Powerful!"

Fang Yi showed surprise, looking at his bare feet.

Stepping on it with bare feet, he actually felt a faint pain.

But operating the poison substance in his body, all toxins were automatically resolved and absorbed by him.

Little did he know, at this very moment, the Dachanglao and Elder Hu had been watching Fang Yi secretly.

Originally, sect disciples wanting to watch the Poison Scripture were all copied by their elders, and then taken out for the other party to watch, but it was different for Fang Yi.

They were personally leading Fang Yi to the area of the original Poison Scripture, just to probe Fang Yi.

Wanting to see how strong Fang Yi's talent really was? How deep into the poison pit could he walk?

In their assumption, Fang Yi walking two or three hundred meters could already be considered a genius among geniuses.

But they never expected.

He walked all the way to the very bottom, calm from beginning to end, without any painful expression.

Nor was there any sign of struggling hard.

This was simply incredible.

Could it be that the ten thousand poisons in the poison pit were useless to him?

The Dachanglao and Elder Hu's shock at this moment had truly reached an unprecedented level.

Let alone Fang Yi.

Even the elder-level figures of their Poison Sect who had achieved success, walking all the way to the bottom layer, would have to groan a few times, and purple Qi would have to emerge on their faces.

But this Ouyang Feng was simply playing, without any performance?

"By the way, where is the Poison Scripture?"

Fang Yi couldn't help but have his eyes shine, asking.

This Wandukeng was simply an excellent place for his cultivation.

Absorbing these countless poisons, to what extent would the poison in his body reach?

Truly exciting just to think about.

The Dachanglao looked at Fang Yi silently, waves surging in his heart, still walking forward.

Walking another seven or eight hundred meters along the ground.

Finally!

A huge stone wall appeared in front of them.

That stone wall was densely carved with characters, and there were many green torches flickering around, illuminating the entire stone wall with a sinister atmosphere.

Fang Yi's eyes flashed, directly looking at the characters on the stone wall.

The characters were not obscure, and he understood them at a glance.

"This is the Poison Scripture, containing the cultivation methods of 36 poison sources..."

The Dachanglao introduced, "You don't need to rush to practice, first see which 36 poison sources there are? Choose the one that suits you before practicing."

These 36 poison sources were all supplemented step by step by countless predecessors on the basis of their predecessors.

Never had anyone been able to master more than 15 at the same time.

A few hundred years ago, a genius used secret medicine to forcefully practice to 17, resulting in ruined cultivation overnight, turning into pus and blood, and dying without a whole corpse.

That person was also the highest record of the Poison Sect so far.

"I think every one of them suits me."

Fang Yi's eyes flashed.

As if seeing a great treasure.

36 poison sources, the first is power poison, the second is soul-burning poison, the third is wither-thrive poison, the fourth is parasitic poison...

All kinds, except for power poison and heart poison, the others were things he had never heard of.

"Don't be overly ambitious, Elder Hu should have told you about the drawbacks of the Poison Sect martial artist's body."

The Dachanglao warned solemnly, "Every elder has countless hidden injuries in their body. Normally, it seems like nothing, but at critical moments, the backlash of hidden injuries will be excruciating."

"Rest assured, I have a sense of it."

Fang Yi nodded, staring tightly at the stone wall in front of him, striving to record everything in his mind first.

He discovered that the cultivation of this Poison Scripture was to continuously absorb all kinds of virulent poison...

No wonder the Poison Scripture was carved inside the poison pit.

On one hand, it was to prevent theft, and on the other hand, it was also to facilitate cultivation.

"Dachanglao, Elder Hu, why don't you go back first? I'll study it here by myself, and if I have any questions later, I'll go ask you."

Fang Yi chased them away.

The Dachanglao and Elder Hu were both stunned.

This guy... wants to stay alone at the bottom of the poison pit?

"You didn't feel any discomfort?"

Elder Hu asked.

Standing here for just a little while, even he felt a sense of discomfort, his body burning.

As a result, this Ouyang Feng was fine?

"What discomfort?"

Fang Yi's expression was stunned.

"Nothing, nothing, as long as you like it."

Elder Hu's heart was churning, hurriedly speaking out.

Monster!

This is a monster!

Could it be that some ancestor of the Poison Sect has been reincarnated?

So much poison gas, and he didn't feel uncomfortable?

The Dachanglao was also incredible in his heart, looking at Fang Yi deeply, "Alright, if you like it, you can stay here, we'll wait for you outside."

He led Elder Hu and left rapidly along the way they came.

As soon as they left, Fang Yi let out a laugh like a weasel stealing a chicken, his eyes flashing with essence, staring at the Poison Scripture, directly beginning to practice from the second poison source.

The second, called soul-burning poison.

It does not act on the physical body, but directly burns the soul of the poisoned person, making them fall into extreme pain, just like his spiritual poison, extremely evil.

If this kind of poison merged with his spiritual poison, it would be hard to imagine what kind of power it would have?

Outside the poison pit.

The Dachanglao and Elder Hu looked solemn, looking at each other, both seeing deep shock in each other's eyes.

Both felt like they had seen a ghost.

That poison pit was so terrifying, yet this person didn't feel any perception?

"Don't be careless, perhaps he has already been poisoned, just hasn't discovered it yet... You and I will guard here quietly, ready to go to the rescue at any time."

The Dachanglao spoke.

"Correct."

Elder Hu nodded repeatedly.

The Wandukeng has many hallucinogenic poisons; perhaps the other party was poisoned long ago, just didn't know it himself.

They waited here anxiously.

Their mood was exceptionally uneasy, like riding a roller coaster, indescribable in words.

Unknowingly, half a day passed.

The Dachanglao and Elder Hu acted immediately, rushing toward the depths of the poison pit.

As a result, after entering the bottom layer, they found Fang Yi was still intact.

Not only intact, but his face was also red, as if he had eaten a Ten Complete Great Tonic Pill.

Even on his body, layers of purple poison light mist emerged.

The Dachanglao and Elder Hu both had their pupils shrink, unable to believe it.

"Soul-burning poison? You... you practiced the soul-burning poison?"

36 poison sources, one practiced so quickly?

Is this a joke?

Even if they were well-informed, they were completely stunned.

These 36 poison sources, if they were really so easy to practice, their Poison Sect would have long been the only one, becoming the boss of the Evil Martial.

Any one poison source would take them at least seven or eight years, or even ten or more years of time to practice.

This does not exclude the situation of being backlashed and falling into severe injury.

As a result, Fang Yi practiced one source in half a day?

The two were directly stunned.

"Dachanglao, Elder Hu, you came in again so quickly?"

Fang Yi's eyes flashed, looking at the two, "I'll stay for a while longer and then leave, why don't you go outside and wait?"

The Dachanglao and Elder Hu's hearts were shocked, having to retreat again.

Bizarre!

Too bizarre!

They were really wondering if some ancestor in history hadn't died and had been rejuvenated?

Otherwise, how could there be such a performance?

"Dachanglao, how long did you take to practice the soul-burning poison back then?"

Outside the poison pit, Elder Hu couldn't help but ask.

"Three years."

The Dachanglao's voice was hoarse.

His aptitude was the highest among that generation of Poison Sect disciples.

He was hailed as having the stature of a revival, but unfortunately, he only mastered 13 poison sources, and was always unable to create his own poison source, instead, because of too much poison in his body, he developed internal injuries, greatly affecting his future.

"You took three years, but he... but he... is this reasonable? Is this possible? This... this damn thing is a monster!"

Elder Hu said in shock.

The Dachanglao was silent, a moment later, "Wait again, go in and see in a while, perhaps he is a flash in the pan, just doesn't know it himself."

"Possible!"

Elder Hu's tone narrowed.

This speed is completely abnormal!

It is highly likely that he burned his potential, a sign of dying soon.

The two waited hard again, feeling like a day was like a year.

Another half a day passed.

The two couldn't take it anymore, worried that Fang Yi would die inside, and immediately rushed down to check.

As a result, just after coming down, their pupils shrank.

There was indeed no figure of Fang Yi on the spot, empty.

"Dead, turned into pus? Not a drop left!"

Elder Hu's expression was horrified, searching carefully on the ground, "It's over, my Poison Sect's genius died?"

"Dachanglao, Elder Hu, why did you come down again, how long has it been?"

Suddenly, Fang Yi's voice came from behind them, as if he was eating something in his mouth.

The two hurriedly turned their heads rapidly.

Only to see Fang Yi walking out from the mist behind them intact, holding a roasted poisonous spider in his hand, stuffing it into his mouth, eating it deliciously.

It had the taste of a hairy crab.

On his body, a faint cyan light actually emerged.

Seeing that kind of light, the Dachanglao and Elder Hu had their pupils shrink, their hearts shocked.

"Third poison source, wither-thrive poison practiced?"

Is this a dream?

Not even half a day this time!

Just half a day!

"You... how did you do it?"

The Dachanglao's voice was hoarse.

"What how did I do it?"

Fang Yi was suspicious.

"The Dachanglao is asking about your poison technique, how was it practiced?"

Elder Hu hurriedly asked.

"So many poisons here, isn't it just having hands? Just suck it."

Fang Yi spoke.

Six thousand three!

Seeking monthly tickets!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 108 =====