The five-power god of the world of gods and ghosts!

Chapter 65 Five poisonous round piles!
A week later, early in the morning, Beifeng County, Yizhuang, north of the city.

The weather is getting colder, white frost covers the ground, and the air is filled with cold wind.

But even in such a cold climate, in the front yard of Yizhuang, an ugly-looking young man, shirtless, stood in the center of the courtyard.

In front of the young man, there was a wooden barrel half as tall as a man. It was filled with dark, turbid liquid and exuded a pungent fishy smell.

"Ha~"

I saw the young man's hands folded on his abdomen, rising and falling with his breathing, exhaling loudly, and inserting his hands into the wooden barrel half a person's height in front of him. In just an instant, a black air visible to the naked eye spread along the young man's arms. And up, all over the body.

"His! His"

As the poisonous gas entered the body, in just a few moments, the boy's skin began to heat up rapidly. The blue and black meridians under the skin faintly emerged, and his face instantly turned red and ferocious.

"Ha~hey."

As the young man began to take up his posture and practice his boxing skills, his body shape, steps, and breathing gradually became one. Although his movements were slow, they were meticulous and appeared to be extremely serious.

After practicing for half an hour, until the abnormal green and red aura on the boy's skin gradually disappeared, the boy slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

"master."

After the young man finished his posture, he immediately turned his attention to the old man lying on the recliner under the eaves of the side of the house, wearing a black robe and with long gray hair.

"Well, you're not that stupid. You've barely found a way."

Facing Zhao Jiuniu's expectant and anxious gaze, Deng Yang nodded slowly, barely acknowledging his previous performance.

Although he only used Zhao Jiuniu as a handyman, Deng Yang did not hesitate to teach him some physical strengthening techniques so that he would have enough physical strength to travel with him in the future and better complete his daily chores. .

Of course, as a master of the left Taoist practice, the things that can be collected by him are definitely not ordinary.

Although these round piles of five poisons are just that in Deng Yang's opinion, for ordinary practitioners, they are extremely precious secrets of body training.

Looking at the Five Immortal Dao Lines, no matter what kind of cultivation, you cannot leave the physical body before you reach the Immortal Realm. Therefore, no matter what kind of cultivation, you must also practice fighting methods in the early stage.

After all, essence, Qi, and spirit are born in one body. When essence is full, Qi is strong, and when Qi is strong, spirit is strong. Therefore, the physical body is the foundation of all practice.

Considering that chaos was about to break out in Beifeng County, it would be difficult for Zhao Jiuniu to keep up with him, but Deng Yang decided to teach him how to practice fighting in advance.

Of course, Taoism is not taught lightly, and Deng Yang was only prepared to teach him some basic physical training techniques and fighting methods. As for converting him into Taoism and teaching him magical powers, that was naturally impossible.

It's a pity that Zhao Jiuniu's qualifications are average, and it took him a full week to barely get into the five-poison round pile.

You must know that the five poisonous round piles are originally a side sect, which uses poisonous gas to stimulate the internal organs. The practice method can be said to be extremely extreme, completely contrary to the cycle of orthodox practice.

With the assistance of the Five Poisons, it only takes three days for those with average qualifications to get started.

Unfortunately, it was already the depth of winter, and most of the poisonous insects were dormant. Without the aid of the Five Poisons, Deng Yang could only use highly toxic medicinal decoctions instead.Although the effect is slightly worse, it does not have much impact. At most, Zhao Jiuniu will suffer a little more. Fortunately, although this guy is not very qualified, he is quite perseverant and endures the pain of poisonous gas. Deng Yang was quite impressed by the fact that he managed to survive.

You must know that not everyone can bear the pain of poisonous gas erosion, and even most people cannot bear it. When the five disciples of the original body entered Taoism, they were also trained in the Five Poison Round Stake. Although they have excellent qualifications, But because he couldn't bear the pain of the poisonous gas corroding his body, his body's foundation was unstable. When he chose a beast spirit, his body couldn't be compatible with powerful alien beasts, so in the end he could only choose an ordinary tiger.

Of course, if Zhao Jiuniu couldn't bear the pain of being poisoned, Deng Yang wouldn't say anything, let alone force him.

After all, his life is his own. If he dies then, he will not be blamed.

In Deng Yang's view, a practitioner's opportunity, perseverance, and wisdom are all indispensable. This path captures the essence of the sun and the moon and invades the mysteries of heaven and earth. Its difficulties and obstacles are simply difficult to describe in words. It is impossible to say that thousands of troops and horses cross a single-plank bridge. It's a humble description.

Therefore, in the way of spiritual practice, there is no room for taking a step back. If an opportunity comes before you and you are unable to seize it, then who can blame you?

As the saying goes: The master leads the door, and the practice depends on the individual. This is not as simple as saying it.

What's more, in Deng Yang's opinion, Zhao Jiuniu is just a handyman disciple at best. This time he was able to teach the Five Poisons Round Stake as an exception, just because he was away from home and needed people to take care of his household chores, such as washing and cooking. , bring tea and water, otherwise he would not care about his life or death.

"Wait a minute. Cut this into pieces one at a time, mix it into the concentrate, and feed it to the beast."

After Zhao Jiuniu had tidied up the chores in the yard and saw that he was preparing to feed the horses, Deng Yang hesitated for a moment, then took out a wooden box from the room and handed it to him.

"Master, this."

Looking at the century-old ginseng with all its roots and roots in the wooden box, Zhao Jiuniu had a look of pain on his face.

He has been following Deng Yang for nearly a month. He has been exposed to various medicinal materials for such a long time, and in his spare time every day, he naturally knows the value of this century-old ginseng.

Originally, it was luxurious enough to feed the horse a concentrate of mainly grains mixed with various medicinal materials every day, not to mention five meals a day, plus dozens of chickens. This level of luxury was simply unimaginable.

He also didn't understand why his master was so interested in a skinny horse that had lost most of its hair.

Even the horse didn't put on any weight. If he was fed five large meals of tonic and concentrated food every day, the thin horse not only didn't put on weight, but actually became thinner and weaker, and his belly became slightly bigger.

It's good now, even this rare century-old ginseng has to be fed to the horses. If he wasn't quite afraid of Deng Yang's usual majesty, Zhao Jiuniu felt that he would have to find a doctor to show his master.

"What are you doing standing around? Why don't you go quickly?"

Seeing Zhao Jiuniu's expression of pain, Deng Yang glared at him angrily.

Although this century-old ginseng is precious, in Deng Yang's opinion, it is not worth a single hair of the skinny horse in the stable.

Ever since he brought the bay-red horse back that night by the Hun River, Deng Yang actually didn't have much hope at first.

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