Chapter 315 Five Poisons Transformed Into Blood

When Duan Rong first arrived at Shenyun Mansion, he went to the pharmacy to ask about pills for the Qi realm.

Shenyun Mansion is the capital of Qingzhou after all, and Duan Rong originally expected that there must be pills for the Qi realm here.

But after asking around, he found out that the pills for the Qi realm were not circulated in the secular world at all, but were completely controlled by the sect.

As long as they are outer disciples of the sect, whether they are in the sect or sent out, Taiyi Sect will supply pills in a fixed quantity.

If they make meritorious deeds, there will also be pills of different qualities in the rewards.

Taiyi Sect prohibits the circulation of pills in the secular world, which is also a strategy for controlling the world.

The so-called knights break the ban with martial arts.

In this way, the growth of Qi realm warriors who are not affiliated with the sect can be suppressed, so that the sect can better control the world.

Today is the first day that Duan Rong entered the sect.

He sat cross-legged in this dark cave, his eyes flickering.

He is now a registered disciple of the sect.

Taiyi Sect must have some resources tilted towards the registered disciples. After all, these registered disciples are talented children selected by the sect from all over the country, and they are the fresh blood that supplements the sect.

He must be able to get the pills of the Qi realm through regular channels.

However, Duan Rong's way of cultivation is to directly obtain the realm by devouring the spirit of the instrument, so his pill consumption rate is much faster than that of normal martial artists.

Relying on normal channels alone may not be able to meet his cultivation needs.

This is why he wants to be a medicine boy.

Today in the lower house, when old man Qin took out the three poisonous herbs, he had already thought it through, so he recognized the three poisonous herbs in public.

Shang Xiangyu is a pharmacist, and those pills are made by the pharmacists in the sect.

He may have a chance to get pills directly from Shang Xiangyu as a medicine boy, this is one of them.

Duan Rong came here, in fact, with a longer-term plan, that is, he wanted to make medicine himself.

Just like he inherited Shen Ping's poison path by devouring many artifacts left by Shen Ping in the Wild Boar Mountain Cave.

Now that he is here, he can also try to obtain the method of refining medicine by devouring the spirit of the artifact.

However, this is a long-term matter and needs to be carefully considered.

After spending half a day together, Duan Rong found that not only Shang Xiangyu was deep-minded and difficult to measure, but even Pan Yong and others were not easy to get along with.

He must be careful at all times, get familiar with them first, and then slowly act according to the situation.

Although Duan Rong was very tired, he still practiced cross-legged on the stone bed for more than an hour before blowing out the candle and lying down with a blanket...

Although there were no pills and the speed of practice was as slow as a turtle, Duan Rong never wasted a day.

"I don't know how Xiao Yu and the others are..." Duan Rong thought of Xiao Yu and the others before falling asleep.

In front of a stone wall covered with vines in the dense forest on the back mountain, Shang Xiangyu suddenly crawled into a dense vine. Behind the vines, there was a cave entrance.

Shang Xiangyu put down the sack in his hand at the cave entrance, took out the fire starter, and lit the torch inserted in the stone wall of the cave entrance.

Shang Xiangyu held the big stone pot in one hand, and held the torch and the mouth of the sack in the other hand, and walked slowly into the depths of the cave.

This dark cave was actually connected in all directions and extremely deep. Many places did not seem to be artificially carved.

Shang Xiangyu was obviously very familiar with this cave. He turned around several cave entrances and stepped on the jagged rocks and walked into a stone cave.

The top and walls of this stone cave were full of sharp protruding rocks.

The ground was also covered with sharp rocks, but a path was cleared, and Shang Xiangyu walked along the path to the deepest part of the cave.

Shang Xiangyu was at the deepest part of the cave, putting down the big stone pot and the bulging sack in his hands. He held up the torch and glanced at a fist-sized black hole not far in front of him.

The black hole seemed to be as deep and bottomless as a spring.

Shang Xiangyu took a deep breath at the spring, and the rich heaven and earth energy immediately flowed into his body from his nose.

The dried spring was actually connected to the canyon space distorted by the remains of gods and demons.

The concentration of heaven and earth energy in the canyon space around the remains of gods and demons was far higher than elsewhere.

Shang Xiangyu stuck the torch into the stone wall beside him, took off the wrinkled Taoist robe on his body, and stood there naked.

Under the light of the fire, Shang Xiangyu looked at his terrifying and weird body, and his eyes were filled with a strong disgust.

The skin on his hands, legs and abdomen was wrinkled like an old man, especially the wrinkled skin on his belly, which even drooped down one by one.

But the skin on his chest and face was still tight, and his face, which was in his thirties, was well maintained, without even a wrinkle.

Shang Xiangyu looked at the layers of wrinkled skin on his belly, and felt sick.

Four years ago, Shang Xiangyu had already achieved the state of great perfection in the Yuanqi realm.

But he failed to form a cyclone the first time he tried to break through the Qixi realm!

In order to break through the Qixi realm, he collected skills and refined pills, and prepared for two years.

This time, he summed up the experience of the first failure, and he was quite confident about the second cyclone, but the result was still a failure!

Shang Xiangyu was extremely talented, and even among the inner disciples, he was a leader.

But the failure of forming a cyclone twice in a row was a big blow to him. He was discouraged for a while and even despaired of forming a cyclone.

Therefore, he exiled himself to the mountains and forests, wanting to spend his old age in the forests and live with wild animals.

It was during this process that he accidentally discovered that there was a deserted grave near the cave where he lived.

The grave was very simple, and there was not even a tombstone. Shang Xiangyu did not care. He thought that when he died in the forest, he would probably be buried in a simple and deserted grave that no one knew about.

Just a few days later, Shang Xiangyu suddenly heard a noisy noise at the entrance of the cave.

Shang Xiangyu walked slowly and saw someone digging a grave.

Shang Xiangyu had regarded the person buried in the deserted grave as a person with the same fate.

At this time, seeing someone digging his grave after his death, he was furious, and suddenly jumped out and killed the person digging the grave without saying anything.

The man's heart was suddenly broken, and his face was still stiff with a happy smile.

Shang Xiangyu looked intently and saw that the man was holding a yellow human skin scroll in his hand, and in the dug-up grave, there was a pile of white bones.

Shang Xiangyu stared at the dead man, who was dead with a strange smile on his face.

This man was obviously happy because he dug out the human skin scroll from the grave, but he was suddenly beaten to death by himself.

Shang Xiangyu bent down and grabbed the human skin scroll, only to see that it was covered with dense small characters.

Shang Xiangyu's eyes moved, this was actually a secret technique.

Jiuyou Dazangshu.

The strange and wonderful thing about this technique is that it conceived a new method of knotting.

Using this technique to knot a vortex can break through many shackles of the original knot.

However, there are many disadvantages to knotting a vortex with this technique, such as only being able to practice to the middle stage of the knotting realm, unable to break through to the late stage of the great perfection, and even more impossible to advance to the cave realm.

Shang Xiangyu held the scroll of the technique with a hesitant look.

Perhaps it was the excitement of the technique that gave Shang Xiangyu the strength to do it. He returned to the sect and prepared to attack the third vortex again.

As expected, he still failed!

On the night of the third failure, Shang Xiangyu began to practice the Nine Netherworld Great Hidden Technique!

After this practice, he became a person who was neither human nor ghost.

When Shang Xiangyu found that his life span was depleted and his hands and feet were like dead wood, he understood that the Nine Netherworld Great Hidden Technique was simply a trap set by the dead bones in the tomb.

Perhaps he died while practicing this technique, so he left clues to lure people to dig his grave and pass on this harmful trap.

But he ran into it himself!

In the cave, the light of the torch on the stone wall reflected Shang Xiangyu's face, and a ruthless look suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Shang Xiangyu sat cross-legged beside the dried spring, with his hands clasped together. The vitality in his dantian instantly steamed and rushed through his meridians like a waterfall!

Shang Xiangyu suddenly opened the bulging sack and poured the contents of the sack over his head.

With a rustling sound, under the light of the fire, it was revealed that it was a sack of poisonous snakes, centipedes, scorpions, spiders...

A sack full of poisonous insects almost submerged Shang Xiangyu's legs.

But those poisonous insects were motionless, as if they were dead.

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After pouring out the poisonous insects, Shang Xiangyu threw the empty sack, picked up the large stone pot beside him with both hands, and slowly poured the thick purple-black slurry in the stone pot over his head.

Shang Xiangyu poured it very carefully, pouring the sticky slurry over every inch of his skin.

The purple-black slurry slowly flowed through Shang Xiangyu's body and gathered under his legs.

Gradually, the dead poisonous insects were soaked in the purple-black sticky slurry...

The dead poisonous insects began to wriggle in the purple-black sticky slurry...

And the eyes of the poisonous insects instantly turned blood red, and began to crawl around frantically.

However, within a few breaths, the frenzied poisonous insects had already crawled all over Shang Xiangyu's body, wriggling and twisting and biting his body...

The huge pain made Shang Xiangyu grit his teeth and groan.

This process lasted for half an incense stick.

After half an incense stick, Shang Xiangyu's face was as black as ink, and the surroundings where he sat cross-legged were full of poisonous insect corpses...

These poisonous insects all died violently due to the poison, and all the toxins in their bodies were injected into Shang Xiangyu's body.

Shang Xiangyu took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, circulated his internal energy, and formed seals with his hands. The black energy on his face sank little by little, and gathered into a dark cloud of ink on his chest.

Then the thick black ink gradually spread into his wrinkled limbs and abdomen.

At that moment, the wrinkled skin seemed to have recovered a little, especially on the chest, where the junction of the wrinkled skin and the good skin seemed to have retreated an inch.

But that was only a moment. After a few breaths, the wrinkled skin that had retreated at the junction wrinkled again, but it was slightly less severe than before.

Shang Xiangyu looked at the junction on his chest, which had hardly changed, and his eyes were suddenly filled with disappointment.

Half a month ago, this method of transforming five poisons into blood could also reduce the spread of the wrinkled skin by one inch every time it was activated, but only half a month later, the wrinkled skin at the junction no longer faded, but only the degree of wrinkling was slightly reduced.

"It seems that this method of transforming the five poisons into blood is becoming increasingly difficult to delay, and my body is becoming increasingly withered."

A hint of dejection flashed across Shang Xiangyu's eyes.

As long as the wrinkles crawl onto his face, his life span will run out.

"I hope I can refine the rejuvenation pill before that." Fear flashed across Shang Xiangyu's face. He thought he was a person who looked down upon life and death, but only when death was really approaching did he feel the fear like the abyss, how it made people tremble.

"As long as the black blood vine bears fruit, I can start refining it immediately, and I will definitely catch up." Shang Xiangyu muttered to himself, his face even a little distorted.

At dawn, Duan Rong woke up from the cave.

He took off his dusty robe and put on the green Taoist robe in his backpack.

Duan Rong changed his clothes, tied his belt tightly, and walked out of the cave slowly, along the edge of the cliff, to a mountain spring flowing down the cliff.

This is where they usually use water, and this is the nearest water source.

This was what Yin Cong told him yesterday evening when he took him to wash the pots and bowls.

There was a pool of water in the dense forest, which was where they took a bath.

Duan Rong washed his face with the cold spring water, rinsed his mouth, and then drank a few sips of the spring water.

The spring water was cold and sweet. The cold water immediately dissipated his drowsiness.

Duan Rong walked back along the edge of the cliff, and saw that the fog in the valley that was blown away by the strong wind last night was gradually floating up again.

Duan Rong walked to the entrance of the cave, but saw a figure standing in front of his cave.

Duan Rong's eyes moved and he recognized it as Pan Yong.

Duan Rong walked closer and smiled, "Brother Pan came to see me so early, there must be something."

Pan Yong said, "Junior brother got up early. You and brother go to the dense forest."

After Pan Yong finished speaking, he turned and walked along the cliff to that side, and Duan Rong immediately followed him.

The two walked into the depths of the dense forest. Suddenly, Pan Yong stopped at an open space in the forest and spread the two empty sacks in his hand on the ground.

Duan Rong watched Pan Yong's movements. Although he didn't know what Pan Yong was doing, he knew that Pan Yong must be demonstrating something to him again.

After Pan Yong spread out the two empty sacks, he suddenly turned his hand and held a brown porcelain bottle in his hand. He glanced at Duan Rong and said, "Be careful to hold your breath. This medicine powder is poisonous."

Duan Rong nodded. In fact, he had already held his breath the moment Pan Yong turned out the porcelain bottle.

He had just arrived, so he had to be careful everywhere.

Pan Yong opened the bottle stopper and sprinkled the medicine powder on the two sacks spread out in the open space.

After evenly sprinkling the powder on the surface of the two sacks, Pan Yong covered the bottle stopper and said, "Let's go, let's hide in the tree."

The two of them flashed and jumped into the crown of a large beech tree beside them.

Pan Yong's eyes moved. Duan Rong's light skill was so natural and graceful that he was obviously better than him.

Duan Rong didn't want to hide his weakness. He had just arrived here. Only by showing his strength could he win the respect of others and reduce some unnecessary troubles.

And he also wanted to get along with Pan Yong and the others. Only by showing his value would others be willing to play with him.

The two hid in the tree canopy. After a few breaths, all kinds of snakes, insects and poisonous creatures crawled in from the cracks in the rocks and grass and crawled onto the two sacks.

Duan Rong looked at the densely packed poisonous insects and frowned. His intensive phobia had some attacks.

There were so many poisonous insects hidden in this open space.

Pan Yong glanced at him and said, "The smell of this poison powder can attract these poisonous insects and anesthetize them."

Sure enough, Duan Rong had seen that some of the poisonous insects that crawled onto the sacks were already dead and motionless.

About half an incense stick later, the two of them filled two small sacks with poisonous insects in the open space.

Pan Yong carried a sack, looked at Duan Rong, and said with a smile: "Come on, I'll take you to our secret base."

"Secret base?"

Pan Yong was already carrying a sack and walking towards somewhere in the dense forest. Duan Rong followed immediately with another sack.