Yusha

Chapter 22 Taming Beasts, Refining Gu, Raising Greed (4k)

In Yan Jianming's eyes, Chu Weiyang is really a smart person.

From the beginning to the end, even though there was an undisguised surprise on his expression, Chu Weiyang never asked the reasons behind all these changes, and even thanked him at the end for the reason that the Panwangzong's skills were returned to the original owner. Chu Weiyang didn't even mention Danxia's old mother, as if he didn't hear Yan Jianming's deliberate temptation.

Too smart, but unfortunately destined not to live for too long.

Thinking of this, for some reason, I looked at Chu Weiyang again, looked at the tired face of the young man, and saw that he was obviously a little unskilled, but forced a smile on his face, and said some intermittent and extremely unfamiliar greetings.

Yan Jianming actually felt a sense of detachment.

There is no reason for this feeling, one is a bereaved dog, the other is an old mother's disciple; one is a serious illness, and the other is the peak of Qi refining.

In comparison, Yan Jianming shouldn't have any joyful expression when he defeated Chu Weiyang with all the beards and tails.

Perhaps it was because he felt the intelligence of the person in front of him, and felt that something amazing was about to disappear in such a flash, like a flash in the pan, like a shooting star.

That unreasonable floating feeling almost made Yan Jianming intoxicated with himself, as if at this moment, he suddenly realized all kinds of mortals, studied in all kinds of ways, felt the impermanence of the world, and felt that he had almost transcended the mysterious realm.

His thoughts were delayed here, and Yan Jianming suddenly became impatient with Chu Weiyang's still hesitant voice of greeting.

He waved his hand and interrupted Chu Weiyang.

"Fellow Daoist, please!"

"A little nonsense, such beautiful words, are useless to you and me!"

"Do well what my mother told me, otherwise I won't do well, and fellow daoist..."

Having said that, Yan Jianming shook his head.

"You wouldn't want to know."

Being interrupted by such arbitrariness, Yan Jianming acted quite rude, even a bit unlike himself.

Yan Jianming even opened his mouth to threaten people with such inferior words.

Chu Weiyang was not angry, he was just a little surprised.

In a trance, he seemed to see a person who had just been suppressed into the Demon Suppressing Cave, being drawn by the evil qi, and then in the midst of extreme anger and sorrow, he let the ghost-like evil qi swallow up his mind bit by bit , becoming completely self-forgetful.

Such thoughts flashed away.

Chu Weiyang even looked at Yan Jianming with some compassion at this moment.

Then, he smiled and nodded.

"Okay, if there is something else, Daoist Yan will come directly to Fengfeng Tower to find me. I am not used to living a stable life at first. I need to cultivate for a while, and naturally I will not forget my mother's orders. Then... "

Chu Weiyang hesitated to speak.

Yan Jianming nodded, then raised his chin, and subconsciously felt that this seemed inappropriate, then he struggled for a moment, shook his sleeves, turned around and left like this.

Standing behind the prohibitive chains intertwined with spiritual light, Chu Weiyang stood quietly on the spot until watching Yan Jianming's figure completely disappear into the lush sea of ​​trees, then Chu Weiyang walked away in surprise. Go back to the Fengfeng Tower.

Pushing open the door, Guanshi Ma was already sitting on the wooden chair, meeting Chu Weiyang's gaze.

Apparently, Guanshi Ma, who had already mastered the secret art of sword intent, had a real sense of the conversation just now.

Before Chu Weiyang could say anything, Guanshi Ma nodded on his own.

"You can't be wrong, as I said, in the future, your place of standing and your body will be the Demon Suppressing Cave that suppresses you! Now that the evil energy is transpiring, even if it is a person at the peak of the Qi refining period, standing in front of you They are all affected by evil energy.”

"A lunatic will only be around a lunatic."

"In the future...you probably won't have any friends."

Hearing this, Chu Weiyang just nodded calmly, this was what he had already guessed.

But whether he is crazy or not, whether he has friends or not, Chu Weiyang has no intention of worrying about these things.

In the end, Guanshi Ma is a person who has only suffered a disaster not long ago. No matter how hard he suffers, his thinking is still the same as before, and he is always used to thinking about what he has and what he doesn't have.

But at this moment, Chu Weiyang's mind was thinking about the implication of Yan Jianming's words just now.

After a long time of contemplation, Chu Weiyang became more and more worried.

"I thought it was just for a child in Tingchang Mountain to prevent disasters and disasters, even if someone broke into the gate of Jianzong Mountain last time because of him and destroyed Zhenmo Cave."

"But things like this should be confined within the scope of the next two generations at most."

"Even if this matter was ordered by Danxia's mother in the first place, there is no reason why Yan Jianming and I, two people whose ankles are taller than others, have discussed it. Danxia's mother would have to ask in such detail."

"There is absolutely no such reason!"

"But it still happened."

"So my guise is not actually the guise of that Chunyu's kid, or both of us are guises, who cares most about this matter..."

The words were a little convoluted, but at the end of the sentence, Chu Weiyang stared at Guanshi Ma in a daze. Both of them understood the implication. They felt that the sea of ​​trees in deep spring seemed to be covered with frost, which made people shudder.

Manager Ma grinned with difficulty.

"What kind of blessing is it, to be able to teach you to be a cover for Danxia's old mother!"

Chu Weiyang sucked his teeth, grinned, and weighed the wooden box in his hand.

"With my brains, it's enough to fool Yan Jianming. If he went back to the mountain gate and told the whole process, I'm afraid Danxia's mother would have seen me through thousands of miles away."

"She may not have expected it, I can guess this step."

"So Baocai has doubled it several times, and it's all for the money. She hopes that I will become stronger, but not so powerful that I get out of control."

"Then this Poison Sutra, no matter how graceful and profound the story is, I'm afraid it may not meet my expectations."

As he spoke, Chu Weiyang casually picked up the dark green jade slip from the wooden box, and gently stuck it between his eyebrows.

Spiritual thoughts circled around, and strange words flowed through his mind.

After a long time, Chu Weiyang opened his eyes, lowered his head and silently watched the jade slip in his hand dissipate the spiritual light little by little, and finally turned into powder, and went away with the wind through his fingers.

Twisting gently again, wiping away the last bit of ashes and dust in the palm, Chu Weiyang seemed to have seen the end and passing of a causal story of Pan Wang Yuanzong 500 years ago, in the silent sighs of future generations, a little bit of annihilation in the time and years .

Steward Ma at the side was already scratching his hair boredly, looking at Chu Weiyang without saying a word, he immediately asked.

"How about it? Let me tell you, you shouldn't have too much hope. I haven't heard of the "Green Bamboo Alchemy", but the person who carried the tripod 500 years ago sounds like nonsense. Wang Zong has two or three big cats and kittens. How many years has it been withered? During the hundreds of years, there are almost no human beings in the mountains and fields. Such a person who carries the tripod is also worthy of talking about the creation of the scriptures? Yeh, it’s a piece of shit. Come down, it will be more attractive than his words!"

Hearing this, Chu Weiyang cast a slanted glance at Guanshi Ma's lower body that no longer existed.

"Steward, that's very good, don't say it in the future."
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Another three days.

In front of the Fengfeng Building.

Chu Weiyang made an urn out of clay, half a person's height, and a thick pottery urn as thick as a bucket placed on the flat ground.

Manager Ma sat on a wooden chair, propped himself up with his hands, and looked into the urn with his head.

In the big urn, several kinds of spiritual grasses and elixir that are commonly seen in the sea of ​​trees were found by Chu Weiyang, and layers of straw mats were carefully laid out, and among these straw mats, snake eggs appeared one after another. Like mutton fat white jade, Chu Weiyang spread it on the straw mat in a patchwork pattern.

On the inner wall, there are a few deliberately dug holes, inlaid with more than ten spirit stones just right.

In normal times, Chu Weiyang would never have spent such a large amount of money on this spirit stone. After all, it was a floating fortune given by others, and he used it without feeling sorry for him.

These spirit stones are inlaid on the inner wall with different heights. When you look closely, there is a bit of mystery, as if some kind of formation has been laid to bind the inner energy of the entire big urn in one place.

If the sun and the moon revolve around, they are like stars in the sky.

Reach out and place the last layer of straw mat on top.

All the snake eggs were hidden in the spirit grass and elixir, and even the spirit stones were covered in it, so Chu Weiyang straightened up.

He raised his palm hesitantly, placed it directly above the big urn, and then slashed across his palm with the edge of his sword.

In an instant, bright red blood dripped into the big urn little by little.

Visible to the naked eye, as Chu Weiyang's blood dripped into it, wisps of transpiring dark mist dissipated from Chu Weiyang's bloodstains. It was extremely pure and incomparably evil energy, spreading in all directions and becoming more and more intense. At the same time, the formation formed by the spirit stones was tightly restrained in the inner wall.

At the same time, what also changed dramatically was Chu Weiyang's slightly pale face.

After all, it was a sick body. After a while, Chu Weiyang felt dizzy, and hurriedly swallowed the Dragon and Tiger Huiyuan Pill that was under his tongue.

The scorching heat flowed into the limbs and bones, and Chu Weiyang seemed to come back to life. He also saw that the wound on the palm was healing, so he drew another sword without hesitation, and then threw the long sword aside , lifted up his spirits, kneaded his hands into sword fingers, and tapped them on his wrists.

For a moment, Chu Weiyang spoke eloquently, and his vague tone matched the changes in his divine thoughts, arousing the mana in his body to spin around.

After a while, the originally bright red blood on the wound on the palm suddenly turned dark red, and finally almost turned dark purple. At first glance, it looked like some kind of poison.

At the same time, the straw mat that was almost drenched in Chu Weiyang's blood, when sprayed with such dark red blood, still seemed to be corroded, and white smoke came out.

The pungent but strong medicinal fragrance began to permeate, but it was also restrained in the big urn by the formation.

In the end, it was Chu Weiyang who picked up a spirit stone and placed it on the wound in his palm.

Then the sword energy was stirred, and the spirit stone stained with Chu Weiyang's blood was pulverized, and finally the powder was evenly sprinkled in the urn.

After Chu Weiyang finished these, and then sealed the mouth of the urn with a piece of talisman paper with dense seal patterns written on it, Guanshi Ma curled his lips, as if the audience was full of disgust after watching the excitement.

"It's said to be a practice of the devil's sect, but there is a greasy smell of heresy inside and out. This pot of stew is so messy, I feel like I'm a dish!"

"This is using the method of refining Gu to control beasts..."

"The evil qi has melted, but it has melted into the monster!"

"The poison qi has also been refined, and it has also been condensed to the monster!"

"After going back and forth, you lost a bit of evil energy for nothing, but you made that fierce beast stronger and stronger!"

"But the ferocious monsters who practice the poisonous way are all unfamiliar animals!"

"It's just a drag if you raise it weakly."

"If you grow strong, you still need to be vigilant against backlash."

"You're right. Mother Danxia didn't really want you to become stronger when I passed on this method to you!"

Hearing this, Chu Weiyang gently touched the wound that had gradually healed, looked at the big urn filled with snake eggs, and nodded, as if he quite agreed with Guanshi Ma's statement, and seemed to be sighing with emotion in "Green Bamboo Pill". The strangeness of the revision of the Sutra.

"The mouth of the green snake and the needle at the back of the hornet's tail are both non-poisonous, but the most poisonous to a woman's heart."

Hearing Chu Weiyang's emotion, Guanshi Ma was startled suddenly, as if thinking of some story, suddenly, he patted the armrest of the wooden chair hard.

"Thieves! Unreasonable thieves!"
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Chalcedony Hebei, Tingchang Mountain, Danxia Laomu Daochang.

In the dark Taoist hall, the door is closed tightly, only the incense candles around the walls, the steaming mist is getting thicker, it seems like some kind of fairyland.

Xie Jiang and Jin Guan sat cross-legged on the lotus seat on the high platform in the north, but when they looked carefully, Xie Jiang's eyelids trembled, Jin Guan frowned, and neither of them was in meditation. Practice above.

It has been several days since they were detained in Tingchang Mountain. The two were not allowed to be free and were shackled in this Taoist temple. What happened outside? Did the elders of their sect call the door? Master Qing Hai Neither of them knew whether Bo had sworn an oath with Danxia's old mother.

It's just that day by day, it makes people more anxious and uneasy.

At this time, Jin Guan finally seemed to let out a sigh of relief, and refused to pretend to be any more. He opened his eyes and looked at Xie Jiang who was aside, and suddenly said.

"Senior Sister, you said that spiritual creature..."

Seeing that Jin Guan was going to continue talking, Xie Jiang suddenly opened his eyes. In the deep eyes, two auras showed the supreme sword intent, following Xie Jiang's line of sight, almost manifesting from nothing, cutting straight Jin Guan's mind is gone!

"You bastard! In Tingchang Mountain, in other people's territory, you dare to say anything!"

Hearing Xie Jiang's scolding in a low voice, Jin Guan rolled his eyes and continued to speak nonchalantly.

"So what if you say so! If the spirit object is in Tingchang Mountain, it must be on the bastard of Chunyu's family! But if it is really not in Tingchang Mountain, senior sister, tell me, will it be on the escaped prisoner?" !"

"After all, it seems that the suspicion of the demon prisoner is greater..."

Seeing that Jin Guan was going to continue talking, Xie Jiang slapped Jin Guan's chest suddenly.

"Are you going to betray the sect one day? Go crazy here without thinking about it! Lost the spiritual object, our lineage has gone through many calamities to mend the scriptures..."

Having said that, Xie Jiang also suddenly lowered his voice.

It seems to know, but it seems not to know.

At this moment, outside the Taoist hall, suddenly there was the sound of someone's footsteps rushing away.

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