Chapter 336: Martial Arts Training Is Like a Race of Thousands of Ships, You Can’t Slack Off

In Bao Shan's opinion, there is a high probability that there will be no one who specializes in poison in a sect like Canglong Temple.

Because it is not worth it.

Poison is easy to learn but difficult to master, and it takes a lot of time.

And martial arts practice is like a thousand sails racing, and there can be no slackness.

If you can't achieve something before the age of 40, then there will be no hope of breaking through in your life.

In this way, the time left for a person to practice is extremely short, and if you are not careful, you may miss the opportunity and lose all your previous efforts.

Not to mention anything else, Bao Shan himself is an example.

Because of studying the art of insect poison, it eventually led to a breakthrough in the fifth realm too late, and the potential of martial arts was exhausted, and there was no possibility of opening the meridians.

Therefore, Bao Shan began to specialize in poison, and later joined the Farewell Building and became a deacon.

Although Canglong Temple was in decline, all those who could join were young talents. Who would be willing to waste time on a small path like using poison and delay their future?

So this time, there is no doubt that Canglong Temple must have invited foreign aid.

But in the face of Bao Shan's questioning, there was no response from the woods, but there was a faint noise in the distance.

Looking closely again, it was the people from Canglong Temple who were running towards him from a distance.

Bao Shan's face changed drastically, and he instantly realized that even the larvae fluctuations he felt were a hoax.

The people from Canglong Temple were fine!

All this was a false illusion created by someone behind the scenes.

Yulong City Lord Qiao Le and others are likely to be dead.

Thinking of this, Bao Shan broke out in a cold sweat.

Because at this time, he couldn't run or not run.

If he ran, the poison master who had been hiding in the dark and had never shown up would definitely take the opportunity to attack.

If he didn't run, he would definitely die when these people from Canglong Temple arrived.

But after just a moment of hesitation, Bao Shan made a decision.

He gritted his teeth fiercely, "Friend, I don't know who you are, and we didn't have any hatred before. Now even my cousin died in your hands, but I won't retaliate, I just hope you can let me go."

"As the saying goes, leave a line in the rivers and lakes, so we can meet again in the future. Goodbye."

After saying this set of polite words, Bao Shan waved his hand fiercely, and a large piece of white mist instantly enveloped his figure, and then turned and ran away.

This is his trick to escape.

The seemingly dangerous white mist is actually a mixture of flour and white ash, which is specially used to bluff people.

But the effect is very good.

After all, many people know that he is a person who specializes in poison, and who dares to rush in rashly.

But this time, the trick that has always been successful failed.

Bao Shan, who was running wildly, felt that someone seemed to be following him slowly behind him.

This made him feel terrified, but he didn't dare to look back.

Because he was afraid that if he relaxed a little, he would lose his life, so he could only run forward more desperately.

At the same time, Zhao Ya, who was following behind Bao Shan, was calmly cracking the poison he had given while running.

Zhao Ya was not in a hurry to kill him, otherwise Bao Shan would have died long ago even if he had ten lives.

The reason why he didn't kill him was, first, because Zhao Ya was curious about how many strange insect poisons Bao Shan had.

Second, Zhao Ya wanted to see if he had anyone to help him.

After running forward for a while, Bao Shan felt that his heart was about to jump out.

You know, he is a fifth-level warrior after all, and it is reasonable that he should not be so tired after running for a while.

But the key is that this run is different from the past.

When someone is chasing behind him and he may face death if he slacks off, Bao Shan's spirit is highly tense.

In this case, people's physical energy consumption will increase exponentially.

At this time, Bao Shan's running speed inevitably began to slow down.

This made him feel desperate.

What frightened him even more was that the poison he had set up along the way did not even have the effect of slightly hindering the speed of the person behind him, and was easily cracked.

At this time, someone chuckled in his ear.

"Run faster, if you keep dawdling like this, I will cut you once every ten counts, let's see how long you can hold on."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bao Shan felt a sharp pain in his back, and his muscles instantly tightened, and his originally heavy footsteps became lighter.

In a flash, Bao Shan's speed even became faster than at the beginning.

But this state could not last too long. First, the wound on his back was bleeding constantly, and secondly, he was too exhausted.

Bao Shan felt that his lungs were about to burn.

He was no longer breathing air, but scorching magma.

His eyes were even more blurred, and he wished he would fall to the ground in the next second.

In this case, even if Zhao Ya swung his knife again, he could not increase Bao Shan's running speed by a bit.

Suddenly.

Bao Shan staggered, then fell to the ground with a plop, gasping for breath.

Zhao Ya stopped and said coldly: "Can't run anymore?"

"I can't run anymore, just kill me." Bao Shan completely gave up resistance.

At this time, even the threat of death could not make him stand up from the ground.

Zhao Ya smiled, then squatted down, very accurately grabbed the poisonous insect that was about to escape from Bao Shan's sleeve, and slowly pulled it out.

Seeing Zhao Ya touching the poisonous insect he raised with his bare hands and without any protection, Bao Shan's eyes showed a touch of horror.

What a strong poison cultivation must be to dare to do this.

"Very interesting little thing, where did you get it from?" Zhao Ya asked with a smile while fiddling with the white and tender poisonous insect.

Looking at the poisonous insect trembling in Zhao Ya's hand and not daring to move, Bao Shan felt that his three views were overturned.

You know, even as a breeder who has raised poisonous insects since childhood, you have to be cautious when facing this poisonous insect, for fear that it will bite back.

As a result, when it fell into the hands of this young man, he didn't even dare to move.

Bao Shan was shocked, and after a long time, he said: "This... I caught it from the wild land of the extreme west."

Bao Shan also knew that it would be bad to be stubborn at this time.

If people in the poison path want to torture people, the means are endless.

So instead of suffering, it is better to cooperate honestly.

In this way, there may be a glimmer of hope.

It is the wild land of the extreme west again.

Zhao Ya's heart moved slightly.

The Wu Baoer who almost made him suffer before came from the wild land of the extreme west.

According to Guo Luming, there are many sects there, and there are many mysterious tribes.

Now it seems that it is indeed a strange place.

Bao Shan was also carefully observing Zhao Ya's expression at this time. Seeing that he looked thoughtful, he couldn't help but say.

"Sir, I have raised this poisonous insect for many years. It has communicated with my mind. If you want, I can tell you how to raise it and where to get it."