Chapter 291: Soul Devouring Poison
Seeing Xiao Mian looking at him with a complicated expression, the Jade Hoe Ancestor glared at this shapeless brat angrily.
"Old man, no matter what, I am a dignified Yuan Ying ancestor. Don't look at me like you are an idiot!" After scolding Xiao Mian angrily, the Jade Hoe ancestor said dejectedly: "How could I not know what I want to do in ten years?" It is such an unnatural thing to create a Nascent Soul Ancestor within one day. If Mu Dao was still alive, it might still be possible. Now, I have long given up on this extravagant hope. Now all I want is to let the peasant family die. Continue to pass it on, so that the disciples of Nongjia style will not be as poor as those alchemists, and the family fortune accumulated by my ancestors of Nongjia style will not be embezzled by the Bai family. If this is true, will Nongjia style be one of the nine major schools? It doesn’t matter anymore!”
The words of the Jade Hoe Ancestor were spoken from the bottom of his heart. Xiao Mian was stunned for a moment, and then he was in awe. That was because the Jade Hoe Ancestor worked so hard and devoted his whole life to the continuation of the farm family. This made the old man know that he could not do anything. Persistence for it.
"Everything is complicated today, so you should go down and have a rest first. The predicament faced by farmers is already three feet deep, and it will definitely not change in a day. It is better to think about it in the long term!"
"yes!"
After bowing and saluting, Xiao Mian and Ding Kaishan stood up and left, leaving only an old jade hoe ancestor in the hall.
Outside the hall, Ding Kaishan stopped Xiao Mian.
"Brother Xiao, go slow!" After calling Xiao Mian, Ding Kaishan hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Although Master Yan saved me before, Brother Xiao's protective feelings are all seen by Ding. It's a great kindness. No thanks, I just hope that I can help Brother Xiao in the future!”
"I hope I will never ask you to help me in the future! Doesn't it mean that Mr. Xiao lives a carefree life and everything goes well?" After saying this, seeing Ding Kaishan dumbfounded, Xiao Mian turned to ask, "But I There is something unclear. I wonder if Brother Ding can help me clear up my doubts? Since Senior Yan has already taken action before, why not take advantage of the situation and leave the two mysterious assassins behind? If you find some clues on your body, you may be able to track down the real culprit!”
"Brother Xiao is not a local monk from Wan Zongyuan, or he has less experience, so he is still a little unclear about the twists and turns, right? Brother Xiao is a well-rounded person, how can he not know the pros and cons? What if? Master Yan used his status as a strong man in the golden elixir to kill the opponent's assassin in the foundation-building stage in public. Although it is understandable in the sense of justice, the other party must have a grudge. What if the other party also has a strong man in the golden elixir to ambush you and me? Life is not enough for others to kill! Therefore, Wan Zongyuan and even the cultivation world have an unwritten rule: Golden elixir monks are not allowed to kill foundation-building monks easily, and of course Yuanying monks are not allowed to kill golden elixir and foundation-building monks without any reason. A monk can't do anything, at least not in public."
When Xiao Mian heard this, he nodded to express his understanding, but his heart felt a little calmer:
As long as the opponent's golden elixir masters can't rashly attack him, Xiao Mian is sure to take over the offensive of any foundation-building monk!
Of course, Ding Kaishan's last words were quite vague, especially the last sentence, which was very knowledgeable. Xiao Mian kept it in mind, but did not ask any more questions.
In the world of cultivation, the strong are respected. It would be ridiculous if the powerful Jindan or even the ancestor of Nascent Soul were restrained just because of a common rule!
Back then, Lingchuanfang City had banned private fighting. Didn't Leng Ningyu and the other powerful Jindan men tear Lingchuanfang City to pieces?
Just when Xiao Mian was thinking this, Ding Kaishan spoke again.
"It seems that we have to be extra careful when we go out in the future. If the other party really wants to kill someone Ding, it is expected that they will not give up halfway because of the existence of Uncle Yan. I am afraid that next time, a strong Jindan person will be responsible. Attending to Uncle Yan!" At this point, Ding Kaishan said seriously to Xiao Mian: "Brother Xiao is not a monk from a peasant family after all. This matter is already a matter of life and death. If Brother Xiao..."
"If Xiao was a fearful person, wouldn't Brother Ding have died at the hands of Qi Baiyi that day?"
Xiao Mian's light words left Ding Kaishan speechless. Reaching out and patting Ding Kaishan's shoulder, Xiao Mian turned and left without saying another word. Ding Kaishan stared blankly at Xiao Mian who was walking away. After a long time, he inadvertently raised his lips.
Ding Kaishan himself had almost forgotten how long it had been since he had been so happy.
Not for anything else, just to have a confidant!
As for Xiao Mian, after returning to the guest room, he immediately sat cross-legged and immersed all his attention into his body, capturing the weird poison in his body.
Xiao Mian used the golden bell to protect Ding Kaishan before, but was shot through by the mysterious assassin. At that time, Xiao Mian felt that something was wrong, and the cause of the change in the golden bell was most likely caused by another person on the other side. Like an unintentional caress.
Sure enough, when he took back the golden bell cover, Xiao Mian sensed something strange from the five elements of spiritual energy that made up the golden bell cover, and immediately suppressed it with poisonous relics.
Now that he had nothing to do, Xiao Mian carefully considered the characteristics of this strange poison.
"Don't think about it, this is the 'soul-eating rotten poison'. Although it is not one of the top ten strange poisons in the world, its characteristics are incredible." Guitou's voice suddenly sounded in Xiao Mian's mind, right between Xiao Mian's brows. , Guitou continued: "Spirit-devouring rot poison, to be more precise, it is harmless to the human body or other living things. Its function is to corrode and swallow spiritual energy. In other words, it is a poison that poisons spiritual energy. !”
"Psychic poison? There is nothing strange in the world! My golden bell is purely made of five elements of spiritual energy. No wonder it melted and collapsed after being touched by the mysterious man, which almost let the spear pierce Ding Kaishan. If I can refine this strange poison into my body... Unfortunately, it is still too little. It seems that I have to get closer to the mysterious man who poisoned me in the future."
Having said that, Xiao Mian did not pay too much attention to the trace of soul-eating poison that stayed in the poisonous relic, and began to repair the golden bell that was corroded by the soul-eating poison.
Besides, the poisoner that Xiao Mian was talking about was not doing well at this time.
It was still the Tianmen Inn, and Emperor Shitian and the Dragon King were still sitting high up. The difference was that it was not just Miyamoto Kawanosuke and the woman in red who were standing in the hall today.
Garuda, a woman in white, Mahoraga, a man in black, Kinnara, a poisoner, Asura, a gunman, Gandharva, a woman in red, and Yaksha Kawanosuke!
The Eight Divisions of Heaven and Dragon gathered together.
"Hey! Six of you, how can I say good things to you?" Extending the middle finger of his right hand, touching his forehead back and forth, Indra's cold eyes swept over the six companions standing below one by one, and finally stared at the Dragon King standing aside, looking around and saying something else: "Dragon King, this time when we go back, should we change some companions?"
"This matter should be judged by the Palace Master, how can you and I have a say?"
When the Dragon King said this, he was still calm, but the six people below were as quiet as cicadas, and dared not speak nonsense.
"Six cultivators at the peak of the foundation-building stage went out together, ambushing two cultivators of the same level in advance, and finally returned empty-handed. Three of them even relied on the speed-limiting flight ban to escape, and the other three were spared because the opponent showed mercy. Why don't you just die? What are you doing back here!?"
"That's a golden elixir..."
"So what about a golden elixir? Haven't the Dragon King and I fought against a golden elixir? A golden elixir scares you? Damn it!"
After a round of scolding, Emperor Shitian's anger seemed to subside a lot.
"I have already seen the branding stone that was set up just now. The black-clothed kid clearly has a powerful defensive secret technique. Therefore, neither Garuda's 'Ten Thousand Feathers Star Attack' nor Yaksha's 'Thousand Leaves Wind and Moon' can break his defense shield. Although Mahoraka's 'Hundred Ghosts Swallowing the Sun' did not succeed in the end, it is not expected to be enough to threaten him." Emperor Shitian's eyes shifted to Kinnara, the poisoner, and his voice was soft: "Kinnara, this matter depends on you!" "This..., I have already used the Soul Devouring Poison once. With the kid's cunning and caution, I am afraid that the same trick cannot be used a second time. "This is what you should consider, Kinnara!" After interrupting his companion's concerns, Emperor Shitian stared at Kinnara with a knife-like gaze, and said sinisterly: "The defensive secret technique is so powerful, the opponent must rely on it. If we can remove the opponent's reliance at a critical moment, then the boy will be a fish on the chopping board, waiting for us to slaughter him, right? Kinnara, your mission is to crack the opponent's defensive secret technique, even if you stick your whole body to the opponent, you must do it!" "..., Kinnara - I obey!" The poisoner agreed to this task, knowing that he would die, word by word.