Chapter 12 (Ten Thousand Poisons Fisch) ()

However, there are very few people who dare to use it. One is because the chance of using blood refining grass to break through the cultivation barrier is only 10%, and the negative effect of taking blood refining grass is also very large, and users need to take very big risks. This poisonous weed is undoubtedly a fearful thing for low-level cultivators of Oprez.

Looking at the poisonous plant that Morock placed in front of him, Mu Hao felt a little chilled.

"Mu Hao, do you know this plant?" Morock asked with a smile.

Mu Hao nodded: "Bloody grass refining! Master, did you use this plant to practice poisonous function for me?"

"Haha~~~Yes, this poisonous weed is amazing! If you can absorb its toxins, it will effectively activate the energy in your blood and achieve the effect of tempering the body. After success, you will be able to absorb other toxins twice the result with half the effort." As Morock spoke, a ray of heat flashed in his eyes.

After hearing Moroke's words, Mu Hao was secretly scared and said nothing.

"Are you afraid of its toxicity? Don't worry, the master has prepared for this. You can just do what I said later. Although this poisonous weed is very toxic, its medicinal properties are also very large. Like some spiritual herbs, poisonous plants can also provide cultivators with great medicinal properties and energy. The key is how to use them!"

"I understand, Master, just tell me what to do later." Mu Hao said as he looked at the bloody grass beside him.

"Haha~~~ That's right. If you can take this step, Wanpo Peak is equivalent to a mountain spiritual summit. You can ask for it. Although this blood-refining grass is extraordinary, it is nothing on Wanpo Peak. When your poison skills have reached a certain level, Wanpo Peak will provide you with the most complete cultivation guarantee." Morok spoke, stretched out his right hand with animal skin gloves and picked up the blood-refining grass not far from Mu Hao.

Seeing Moroke walk into the innermost cave, Mu Hao's expression finally showed a hint of solemnity and worry, but things have come to this point. Mu Hao knew that even if he regrets, it was too late. Although all kinds of doubts filled Mu Hao's heart, if he wanted to solve all the strange things, he had to continue to move on.

For some reason, Mu Hao had a vague idea in his mind, that even if he didn't want to practice poison skills, he might not agree. The whole thing seemed to be destined from the beginning.

Not long after, Moroc walked out of the hole inside, but this time the blood-refining grass in his hand had completely disappeared, replaced by a bowl of scarlet liquid. A long way away, Mu Hao had already smelled the bloody smell of the red liquid in the bowl.

No need to guess, Mu Hao also knew that this bowl of red liquid was the juice ground from the blood-refined grass just now.

Seeing the old man holding a round white stone piece with white light in his right hand, Mu Hao looked at the white stone with some confusion: "Master, what is this?"

"This is called Hanyu. In the future, you will use it frequently when you want to practice poison skills. As long as you put it on the front chest, it will help you calm your heart meridians and get the effect of temporarily suppressing the poisonous gas to attack the heart. You will wear it on the front chest later." Morock handed the white stone tablet to Mu Hao.

As soon as he received it, Mu Hao felt a biting cold and cold that only penetrated into his palm. He was stimulated by Han Yu, and even the light yellow magic pattern on the back of Mu Hao's left hand gradually became clear, emitting a bold light.

Feeling the abnormal movement of the magic pattern, Mu Hao was startled and quickly handed Han Yu to his right hand. After a while, the magic seal on the back of Mu Hao's left hand slowly faded.

Morok also saw this scene, but Morok was not too surprised. He smiled hoarsely, "This piece of ten thousand-year-old cold jade is an amazing treasure. Even the entire Ziyun Sect is only the one in your hand. In order to practice poison skills for you, it is considered a bargain for you. When you are fine in the future, don't touch the piece of cold jade with your left hand and hang it on your chest. This can effectively block the invasion of poisonous substances on the heart meridians and ease the impact of toxins on the heart meridians."

After hearing Moroke's words, Mu Hao paused for a moment, and still pulled the silver thread on the Hanyu and hung the Hanyu on his chest.

The moment Han Yu touched his chest, Mu Hao felt a surging cold air flowing towards his inner organs through his clothes.

Feeling the biting cold air, Mu Hao kept trembling. Not long after, Mu Hao felt like he fell into an ice hole, and even his breathing was filled with a hint of cold air.

At this time, Morok had already spread some herbs that helped him practice in a large basin filled with water as if he was going to the sky: "You might as well take off your clothes and jump in. No matter how stupid you stand, your inner organs will be frostbitten by Han Yu."

Hearing Moroke's reminder, Mu Hao thought about it and immediately removed all the clothes on his body, entered the large wooden basin and sat cross-legged. Moroke then put the blood-refined grass juice in his hand in the place where Mu Hao could get it with his left hand, with a hint of expectation on his face: "Mu Hao, put your left hand in the blood-refined grass juice and use the method on the poisonous meridian to guide the poison gas into his body."

The arrow was on the string, and Mu Hao didn't care about anything else at this time, and he gritted his teeth secretly, slowly put his left hand into a stone bowl containing blood-filled grass-refined scarlet juice.

Unlike what Mu Hao imagined, Zunshou Ming, who came into contact with the blood-refining grass juice, felt that his left hand was warm and very comfortable. Mu Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Morok's hoarse voice sounded again: "Why should you guide the venom of the blood-refining grass into your body quickly, I said stop, stop again."

Following Morok's instructions, Mu Hao finally felt a hint of hot feeling from his left hand, and worked hard to mobilize his mind and follow his spirit.

At this time, the magic pattern on the back of Mu Hao's left hand appeared a faint light again. If Mu Hao opened his eyes, he would find that his left hand, which he placed in the blood grass juice, was absorbing a faint red light from the blood grass juice. After all the red light entered Mu Hao's hand, it began to merge with the yellow light that appeared on the back of Mu Hao's hand.

Moroke stared at the eyes tightly, and the red and yellow lights gradually merged on Mu Hao's left hand.

After a long time, strands of red light gradually separated from the yellow light and continued to flow upwards of Mu Hao's arm. The red light seemed to be diluted by the yellow light, which became much diluted compared to when he just invaded his hand.

As Mu Hao used his mind to guide him, the red light quickly began to disperse to various parts of Mu Hao's body. At first, Mu Hao felt warm all over his body, but gradually, Mu Hao felt that the meridians of his body began to twitch slightly, and the temperature of his body gradually increased.

"Don't guide the toxins into your body, hurry up and follow the methods of the poison sutra." Morock reminded Mu Hao with a calm face, which was even more nervous than practicing by himself.

Hearing Moroke's reminder, Mu Hao quickly pulled his hand out of the stone bowl containing the bloody grass juice. What was surprising was that Mu Hao's left hand did not occupy any bloody grass juice.

Mu Hao glanced at his left hand, was stunned for a moment, and immediately formed seals with both hands and entered the state of cultivation.

At this time, Mu Hao's whole body was red. Even the place where the Han Yu was placed on his chest was the same as other places. Only Mu Hao could feel that the cold air released by Han Yu was trying hard to help him calm his heart.

Feeling the temperature of the body getting higher and higher, as if it was about to catch fire, Mu Hao secretly complained that something was wrong, and forced himself to concentrate on guiding the red poison energy in his body in his meridians.

Mu Hao didn't know how long it took. Just as Mu Hao's mind gradually weakened, a trace of light red poisonous energy in the meridians finally entered the dantian first. When the first trace of poisonous energy entered the dantian, the poisonous energy in the entire meridians seemed to have found a catharsis port, and quickly gathered from the meridians to the dantian.

As the poisonous energy gathered rapidly, Mu Hao's body temperature also dropped significantly. At this time, Mu Hao did not dare to neglect and had to make a blacksmith while it was hot. Mu Hao still understands this principle.

The red poison energy stored in the dantian was introduced into the meridians again, and the meridian operation route was circulated according to the poison meridians mentioned in the poison meridians. It was not until after nine cycles that Mu Hao finished his work.

Feeling the chill on his chest, Mu Hao did not get up, but fell asleep in the medicine bowl directly.

Seeing Mu Hao slept steadily, Morok, who was standing aside, breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes couldn't help but feel a trace of evil joy.

When Mu Hao woke up again and felt the coldness in front of him, Mu Hao's first reaction was: "If it weren't for this cold jade, the consequences would be unimaginable!"

"You are awake! Hurry up and practice and consolidate it. I have read that poison sutra. It mentioned above that only by practicing more poison energy in the body can we achieve the purpose of calculating the body and adapting to the toxins." At this time, Morok seemed expressionless and no longer had the joy of Mu Hao when he was sleeping.

After hearing Moroke's words, Mu Hao did not immediately enter the cultivation, but wanted to stand up and look at his body carefully.

Unexpectedly, as soon as my body exerted force, the muscles on my body felt as if they were torn, which made Mu Hao unable to help but let out a muffled groan.

At this time, Mu Hao realized that not only his body was painful, but his body also felt like he was losing strength. Mu Hao felt a little bit of difficulty when he raised his arm.

When Mu Hao discovered this situation, his face changed slightly. In desperation, Mu Hao had to open his blood-filled eyes and glance at his exposed skin. He found that it was just a little redder and there was nothing else abnormal. Then Mu Hao entered the cultivation.

With the beginning of the calcined body of Ten Thousand Poisons, Mu Hao also began to enter the path of cultivation.
Chapter completed!