Chapter 143 Poisonous Efficacy

Xiao Heng was stunned when he heard the words. He didn't expect that his unstoppable eyes would be misunderstood as a habit of breaking sleeves.

There was a twitch at the corners of his mouth. Xiao Heng swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said speechlessly, "You, where do you think of? It's just that the poison of the thousand-footed elixir is very good for the skills I practice. You... Hey..." Speaking later, even Xiao Heng didn't know what to say. I had to sigh helplessly.

When everyone heard the words, they suddenly realized. Luo Xiaoyan shook his head helplessly and said with a wry smile, "I didn't expect your poisonous skills to be so mysterious. Even a thousand-foot demon elixir can be used to practice. It's really..." The last words "cheap for you" didn't come out of it. However, everyone understands the general meaning.

Fang Huayu was also relieved when he heard the words, and then he continued to close his eyes and began to adjust his breath. After all, if you let a person with that hobby help you draw thousands of poison yuan, anyone will be quite worried.

Xiao Heng saw the embarrassment of the atmosphere and quickly changed the topic and asked the three poisonous practitioners, "I don't know the surnames of the three Taoist friends. Can you tell me?"

When the silver-robed monk heard the words, he took a deep look at Xiao Heng. At this time, he was also a little elusive of the monk in front of him.

"What's the matter?" Looking at Xiao Heng, who also intentionally or unintentionally wanted to untie this slightly embarrassing atmosphere, he had not said anything, dressed in a rag, but the poison cultivation in the middle of the mysterious realm suddenly opened his mouth and said to Xiao Heng.

When he spoke, the poisonous man who claimed to be He Gu first introduced himself, and then introduced himself to the silver-robed monk next to him: "This is my second brother, the way to be buried." He immediately pointed to his side again. The plain-clothed monk who didn't seem to like to talk said, "This is my third brother Lu Jiangcheng."

"Oh? Are the three brothers from the same family? I don't know what sect it is?" Xiao Heng also had nothing to say at this time. Although the monk who was called the funeral was not very friendly to him, Xiao Heng was already in his mind how to teach the three of them a lesson later. Now, Xiao Heng is not so hostile to the three of them.

When he heard the funeral in a silver robe, he said lightly, "Our three brothers are Sanxiu, and the master we worship is also Sanxiu, and there is no sect."

"Oh? So that's it." Hearing this, Xiao Heng showed an expression of "I understand" and nodded his head and said.

At this time, Fang Huayu's voice suddenly sounded: "Esbyterian Luo, I'm ready."

When Xiao Heng and the three people on the funeral heard the words, their faces immediately changed. At the same time, they turned their heads and looked at Luo Xiaoyan.

Luo Xiaoyan nodded solemnly. After saying a word of caution, he immediately took out a yellow jade box with a seal from the universe ring and carefully threw it to Fang Huayu.

After receiving the jade box, Fang Huayu first took a deep breath, and then carefully stroked the yellow jade box with the seal. Taking a breath, Fang Huayu slowly tore open the seal pasted on the jade box.

With the action of Fang Huayu, after the seal was torn off, Xiao Heng, Bu Tu and others immediately and obviously felt a sudden wave like a living thing in the jade box.

There were bursts of rhythmic and vibrant fluctuations, which slowly spread out through the jade box, making Xiao Heng a little uneasy.

After Xiao Heng looked at the funeral, He Gu and Lu Jiangcheng, he immediately dodged and sat down around Fang Huayu.

Fang Huayu's mood at this time obviously began to fluctuate, and his breathing was gradually short, which made Luo Xiaoyan, who had to stand under the stone platform, immediately frown.

"Hon your mind and don't be influenced by the thousand-footed demon elixir." Luo Xiaoyan looked at Fang Huayu's cheeks, which were gradually sweating coldly, and immediately said to Fang Huayu.

Fang Huayu closed his eyes and took three deep breaths. After his lips moved slightly and meditated for a moment, he slowly opened his eyes, and his state of mind gradually returned to calm at that moment.

Xiao Heng saw from the shape of his lips that Fang Huayu just recited the Taoist Qingxin Mantra.

Fang Huayu, who gradually stabilized his mood, slowly opened the lid of the jade box after meditating the heart-clearing spell for a moment.

Suddenly, a dark purple mist floated out of the jade box in an instant. Seeing this, Xiao Heng just wanted to reach out and extract it, but found that the dark purple fog suddenly dissipated.

After a moment of surprise, Xiao Heng's voice sounded in Xiao Heng's mind: "Without the support of the demon yuan, this thousand-foot poison yuan will not last long in the air. Don't worry about this."

After Xiao Heng breathed a sigh of relief, his right hand unconsciously touched the heavenly poison order in his arms.

Although his "Six Poison Classics" can theoretically be refined, the poison element of this thousand-footed demon elixir is too horrible to be said by the Heavenly Poisonous, and Xiao Heng is a little nervous no matter what.

After taking a deep breath again, Fang Huayu suddenly opened his mouth, and his right hand suddenly shook into his mouth. In the jade box, a dark purple demon elixir with a few traces of blood on it immediately fell straight into Fang Huayu's wide open mouth.

"Goo-dong..." Then, Fang Huayu swallowed it without hesitation.

Remove the cover, swallow the elixir, close your eyes, and seal. In a series of actions, Fang Huayu only had less than two breaths, and it was all done.

When Xiao Heng and the three people on the funeral saw the situation, they also immediately closed their eyes, stretched out their respective right hands, and put them on Fang Huayu's shoulders, chest and back. Then they mobilized their own thoughts and carefully probed into the meridians of Fang Huayu.

At the beginning, Fang Huayu's body was also constantly shaking. Obviously, he was not used to the divine thoughts of the four people wandering in his own meridians at the same time. However, if you don't spend half the incense time, Fang Huayu is used to it. The state of mind and body are calm again.

After a long time, bursts of thunder accompanied by a huge spiritual pressure suddenly came to the sky above the head, through the top of the hall, and into the hall.

Xiao Heng felt this pressure with Funeral Road, He Gu and Lu Jiangcheng. It was all a sudden change in his face, his chest was stuffy at the same time, and he gasped heavily.

On the way to the funeral and Lu Jiangcheng, their faces suddenly turned red, and they looked a little unstable.

Seeing this, Luo Xiaoyan did not hesitate at all. He immediately waved his hand and inspired a seal. On the top of everyone's heads, there was a layer of blue aura mask.

In an instant, the terrible pressure of Tianwei immediately dissipated without a trace. Xiao Heng and Bu Tu and others also immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Fang Huayu's face suddenly began to turn purple and black. In the meridians, at the same time, a large and abnormal poisonous yuan appeared out of thin air.

As soon as Xiao Heng saw it, he immediately carried out the extraction method in the Six Poison Sutras. The red filaments immediately jumped out of Xiao Heng's palm on Fang Huayu's back and penetrated into the pores of Fang Huayu's back.

The next moment, a purple-black poison that was visible to the naked eye immediately reached Fang Huayu's body and passed into Xiao Heng's body through the red silk and Xiao Heng's arm.

And the funeral, He Gu, and Lu Jiangcheng also showed their magical power at this time. A stream of vitality filament drilled into Fang Huayu's body through their palms, drawing out the domineering and unimaginable poisonous elements.

Then, just like Xiao Heng, it was transmitted into his body through the palm of his hand. Then they carried their own internal fires and began to refine the poison.

Xiao Heng used the poison power created by the ancient power. The extraction speed was extremely fast. Almost after a while, he drew the thousand-foot demon elixir poison elements in the unrelated elegant meridians he was responsible for.

And Xiao Heng's face gradually became much more purple and black at that moment. Luo Xiaoyan secretly sweated for Xiao Heng.

However, later, after Xiao Heng used the transportation route recorded in the Six Poisons to carry out his own pure fire, the wisps of thousands of foot demon elixir poisons like maggots of the metatars immediately began to disperse and disintegrate.

The purple and black color on the face also immediately dissipated, even more rosy than before.

After a while, the thousand-footed demon elixir poison element that was pumped into the body by himself was completely refined by Xiao Heng. It turned into a huge Zhenyuan and merged into Xiao Heng's Zifu.

Xiao Heng suddenly felt refreshed, and the early cultivation of Xuanjing, which had just stabilized, had reached a step at this moment.

"I didn't expect that the poison of this thousand-footed demon elixir has been refined a little, and it can be my retreat for half a year." After refining, Xiao Heng couldn't help sighing in his heart.

And this sentence almost sighed in his heart, and the old but abnormal voice of Tiandu Venerable immediately sounded in Xiao Heng's mind.

"What? Half a year? How can there be so many?" The surprised voice of the Heavenly Poisonous Venerable was like thunder in Xiao Heng's mind.

Xiao Heng still closed his eyes, but at this time, his mind was exploring the process of the three of them on the funeral. To Xiao Heng's surprise, the three of them actually drew almost the huge thousand-foot demon elixir in those key meridians. However, Xiao Heng did not see that the faces of the three people at this time were completely pig liver. Luo Xiaoyan, who was under the stone platform, also looked at the changes of the three people with a solemn face.

After meditating for a long time, the voice of the Venerable Heavenly Poison sounded again: "I know that this thousand-foot demon elixir should have been refined once by the refiners of their sect with a large number of elixirs. Otherwise, no matter how old the rain is, you should take some antidote. Although the effect may be meager, at least it is better than nothing. Almost all monks will be prepared in this situation. I just don't know what kind of elixirs they use to refine. It has this effect. Xiao Heng, don't care about anything else. You can draw as much as you can. This is Zhenyuan."

As soon as Xiao Heng heard this, he immediately recalled that Huayu really only took this thousand-foot demon elixir, and he didn't take any other elixirs.

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