Seeking immortality.

Chapter 42
Ouyang Chun looked like a mad tiger, with a look of joyful revenge.

Although in his eyes, beheading the ants in front of him is not enough to avenge himself just in case, but it is always refreshing.

"After a while, you'll understand what eighteen levels of hell are." His face was twisted, but the next moment, his expression froze again.

Qin Yan, who was on the verge of falling just now, suddenly stood up straight, full of energy, his eyes glistening, as if he had been poisoned by some kind of poison.

The corners of the mouth were slightly raised, and there was a hint of mockery in his expression.

"you……"

Ouyang Chunru was struck by lightning, the expression on his face was full of disbelief, his voice became hoarse because of his astonishment: "No, it's impossible, you...you haven't been poisoned?"

His plan was flawless, and he really couldn't think of any ability the other party had to escape.

I was shocked and angry for a while.

"No, I was indeed poisoned by you."

The rivers and lakes are dangerous, and the road to cultivating immortals is even more thorny every step of the way. The other party is hiding in the dark, calculating with his mind or not. Even if Qin Yan has great abilities, it is difficult to guard against.

He couldn't predict, how could he have guessed that the glutinous rice balls had been tampered with, but then, when he learned that Li Xiaoshan was in danger, he was more prepared in his heart, so he relied on caution and learned from "Baiqin Xuanyi Gong" "The ability acquired in ", has escaped the trap like ambush from ten sides.

But the heart is sinister, and the opponent's method of poisoning is really clever, it can be said that it is impossible to guard against, so he still got caught. The shaky scene just now was not acting, and he did face a big crisis, but that's all.

He was still thinking about how to turn the danger into a bargain, but the poison he caught was actually digested and absorbed. His body seemed to have turned into a bottomless pit, just like the legendary melting pot that could not be filled. Not only wine, meat and food, but also the poison, there was nothing he could do about it. , and finally turned into nutrients, stored in the dantian.

The spiritual power has grown a lot, not to mention, the effect is quite good.

Qin Yan was also stunned for a while. This scene was incredible, but it was definitely not an illusion, because every change in his body was reflected in his heart very clearly, and he could grasp it very clearly.

The poison in it was indeed digested and transformed into spiritual power.

Taoism is miraculous, but I have never heard of it. There is such an unreasonable magical function. At most, it is invulnerable to all poisons.

But in front of him, it was not that he was not poisoned, but after he was poisoned, it was digested and absorbed by his body, not only harmless, but beneficial to his cultivation, as if what he ate was not a deadly poison, but a panacea treasure.

Even if Qin Yan first entered the immortal sect, he knew how shocking and remarkable this scene was, and obviously, it was the benefits brought by the skills he practiced.

8000 years ago, the ancestor surnamed Zhu didn't really understand the profound arts, but relying only on his extraordinary talent and half-knowledgeable guesses, he traveled across the world and brought Luoxuezong to an unprecedented peak. Qin Yan knew that what he said The "Hundred Insects Exercise" practiced is just a shell to hide the "Bai Qin Xuan Yi Gong".

If the latter is compared to a peerless sword, then the former is just a scabbard, and in order to confuse people, the scabbard is made very ordinary.

Even so, the ancestor's prestige is still praiseworthy, and it goes without saying how precious the "Baiqin Xuanyi Art" he obtained is.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but get a little excited, and made up his mind even more. As his reliance and secret, this "Baiqin Xuanyi Art" must be rotten in his stomach. disclose.

The crisis was resolved, but he still pretended to be staggering, until the other party cheated out the whole story.

No wonder he hated himself so much.

It turned out that this mangy dog ​​had been stripped of all its camouflage, and turned into a poor, bereaved dog.

Wicked people have their own way, Qin Yan's expression was neither surprised nor happy, his face was calm, and there was only indifference in his eyes.

He didn't have the joy of getting revenge, even if it was the guy in front of him who used despicable means to make himself lose the chance to enlighten his spirit.

But so what?
The wood is done.

Even if he looks down now, the situation he faces will not change anything.

Only the weak will care about the gains and losses. He has embarked on a different fairy road, and the guy in front of him is just a poor wretch.

Comparing with him?

Fortunately, the enemy is unlucky?

Bah, he deserves it!

He is not yet qualified to be his own enemy.

So seeing Ouyang Chun being unlucky, Qin Yan naturally wouldn't be happy, that kind of style is too low.

Just like two frogs fighting in a well, it doesn't matter if they win. Hegemony is just in a dry well. He will never know the vastness of the outside world, but Qin Yan's vision is much broader.

Humans will not get angry with a mad dog.

But the hatred in Ouyang Chun's heart would not be eliminated. Seeing that Qin Yan was not poisoned, he was astonished and furious.

"This is impossible!"

Accompanied by an exasperated exclamation, Ouyang Chun's face twisted, and his whole body shot out an astonishing murderous aura. He threw away the fan in his hand, drew out his waist knife, and slashed at Qin Yan fiercely like a mad tiger.

stab...

Different from the embroidered pillow last time, which was ridiculed, this time there was a green glow on the top of the waist knife, pulling out a round arc. Next to it, a big tree that could only be embraced by three people slid down slowly and collapsed. on the ground.

All of a sudden, crushed snow flew all over the sky, and lead clouds weighed on the top. In the dark woods, there was only a flash of spiritual light.

This is no ordinary weapon!

It is refined by special techniques.

Spirit weapon!

Monster races refine their bodies, while human monks are better at using foreign objects. Qin Yan has admired the name of spiritual weapons for a long time, and now he can finally see it with his own eyes. It really is no small matter.

As soon as the blow missed, Ouyang Chun became more and more angry, his distorted face was full of hatred, then he raised his waist knife and rushed towards Qin Yan frantically.

brush brush...

The sharp lights flickered, and the trees kept falling to the ground. This legendary weapon was indeed extremely sharp. In the woods, the blue light was dazzling, as if rolling into a snowball, but it was useless, let him try his best, Not even a piece of Qin Yan's clothes was touched.

Sit down!

The gap between the two sides is like a world of difference.

"This is impossible."

Ouyang Chun's eyes were red, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. The reason why he spent a lot of time arranging traps and using such indecent methods as poisoning was just in case and to save trouble. In fact, from the bottom of his heart, He didn't take Qin Yan seriously.

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