"There is definitely a problem with this pill!" Yuan Ming's face turned pale and he was quite puzzled.

He asked himself that he was quite respectful to Elder Huhuo, and he had no intersection with him except for submitting blood food every month for antidotes, let alone any conflicts. Why did he harm himself?

Now, it’s meaningless to think about this again.

Yuan Ming took a deep breath, closed his eyes and used all his strength to activate the Nine Yuan Jue, gathering his mind and trying to fight against this restlessness from the deepest part of his heart.

As time passed by little by little, Yuan Ming's heart sank.

The backlash brought by the hair-dressing technique did not weaken at all, one wave was better than another, and there was a tendency to become more and more intense.

The white ape transformed by Yuan Ming sat cross-legged, his cheeks turned flushed, his forehead kept falling cold sweat, and his breathing was extremely heavy.

His fingertips grew more than twice, and his ape hair became much longer, scattered around him in a mess. Most of his eyes had turned blood, flashing with beast-like fierce light, and saliva kept flowing from the corners of his mouth.

If he could see his appearance at this moment, he would find that he was very similar to Hagong before.

It’s okay to have physical erosion and abnormal changes. After so long resisting, his mind was almost collapsed.

"Is it going to waste all my efforts for so long? No! I'm not willing to give up!" Yuan Ming's expression was distorted and he roared in a low voice.

boom!

An extremely powerful evil aura suddenly rose up, shaking the hot air of the incense burner, and hitting his mind like a sledgehammer.

Yuan Ming's body shook violently, and the incense burner in his arms fell out and rolled several feet away.

He was shocked and hurriedly opened his eyes and stood up, wanting to pick up the incense burner.

All he could rely on now was the heat emitted by this mysterious incense burner. The distance was far, and the effect was greatly reduced.

With a "boom", a stronger evil spirit suddenly surged in his heart, making his whole body boil and his eyes turn blood red.

Without the help of the incense burner hot air, Yuan Ming's line of defense that he had been struggling to collapse instantly.

With a "buzzing" sound, his whole body collapsed to the ground, his hands and feet twitched, and the hair on his body squirmed quickly as if it was life, and it grew longer at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His mind was also infected by bloodthirsty thoughts, and the last hint of awakening accelerated his demise.

With a light "Wow", a book fell out of his arms. It was the Mingyue Art that the Silver Cat gave him.

Yuan Ming's dim eyes flashed for a moment, and in a trance, the content of the Mingyue Jue flashed in his heart word by word.

According to that classic, in addition to having strange soul cultivation methods, cultivation of the Mingyue Art also seems to have the effect of stabilizing the mind and spirit.

He thought and subconsciously started to operate according to the description of the Mingyue Jue.

It was difficult to practice the Mingyue Art. It took him more than half a month to only practice the first level of fur. He had not even mastered the so-called power to operate the soul. But now facing a critical moment of life and death, his mind was no longer clear and could not take into account the details. He directly skipped his whole body and tried to control the soul power with an almost arrogant operation. Many places rushed past.

Yuan Ming felt a sharp pain in his mind, as if many knifes were stirring in it. The blue veins on his forehead leaped straight, and suddenly felt hot in his nostrils and two streams of blood flowed out.

I don’t know if it was the Mingyue Jue that played a role or the severe pain in his mind, the mania that surged in his heart slowed down a little.

Yuan Ming had only one thought in his mind at this moment, which was to continue to operate the Mingyue Art.

The next moment, the blue veins on the forehead beating even more violently, and blood began to flow out of the nostrils, but also the seven orifices.

Yuan Ming is not useless to act so recklessly.

The range of consciousness that he could see in the past was very limited when he used to operate the Mingyue Art. At this moment, this area was rapidly expanding, and he could see nearly half of the sea of ​​consciousness, and the scope of his peeping continued to expand.

After a few breaths, a dull "boom" sounded, and a dazzling white light lit up in his mind, illuminating the entire range of the sea of ​​consciousness.

It was like an ocean, with water-like soul power filling it. The edge was quite thin, and the center became richer. At the core, there was a human-shaped phantom standing faintly.

Unconsciously, he realized a key step to see the spiritual consciousness and observe the sea of ​​consciousness!

The next moment, Yuan Ming shook all over and slowly opened his eyes. His face was at first confused. After a while, a little clear expression appeared in his eyes.

But then, he thought of something, immediately closed his eyes, let go of his spiritual sense and began to look inward.

"Is this... my soul?" Yuan Ming looked at the human figure standing in the sea of ​​consciousness curiously.

Not only is there soul power in the consciousness sea, but there is also a lot of dark red fog mixed with it. It looks very similar to soul power. It should be something of the same type, full of frenzy.

After a moment of thinking, Yuan Ming guessed that the blood-colored mist was probably the bloodthirsty evil spirits that caused the white ape's hair-covered technique to backfire.

The blood mist was eroding towards the deepest part of the sea of ​​consciousness, and it had already invaded most of the sea of ​​consciousness, and his soul power was stained with blood everywhere he passed.

The entire sea of ​​consciousness only has a small area in the center, and it can barely maintain its original appearance, but it has begun to change color under the erosion of blood mist from all directions.

Yuan Ming finally understood the whole picture of the wool-dressing technique eroding his mind. With a thought, he continued to use the Mingyue Art.

After seeing through the entire sea of ​​consciousness, his understanding and understanding of the Mingyue Art also increased to a higher level, and his soul power was more free to operate.

A cool feeling emerged, as if a clear spring was poured into the land of a long-dry land. The rapid sinking consciousness seemed to have grabbed a piece of driftwood and did not continue to fall.

“It works!”

Yuan Ming was both surprised and happy. While continuing to use the Mingyue Art with all his strength, he forced himself to pick up the incense burner and continued to hold it in his arms.

As the heat emitted from the incense burner penetrated, the pressure was greatly alleviated, and the operation of the Mingyue Art became smoother.

The incense burner can stabilize the mind and the Mingyue Jue takes the initiative to attack. The two cooperate with each other and quickly suppress the idea of ​​bloodthirsty killing. The dark red fog in the sea of ​​consciousness failed to continue to erode.

The blood in his eyes began to fade, and his rapidly mutated body stopped, and then slowly recovered.

After half an hour.

Yuan Ming became what he used to be, and the white ape skin also changed back to its original state. He sniffed and fell off to the ground.

He let out a long breath, put away the incense burner, picked up the Mingyue Art, and looked excited.

It was unexpected that the Mingyue Art actually had such an effect. If he had known this, he would not have given up halfway. Of course, if he had not achieved the observation and consciousness by accident this time, perhaps even if he persisted, he might not have made any progress.

Fortunately, it is not too late to find out now.

Yuan Ming's eyebrows suddenly moved and thought of some possibility.

Combining the previous events, he began to guess unconsciously that the reason why his hair-dressing backlash was intensified may be related to the detoxification pill given by Elder Huo every month, that is, Biluo Cave.

I am afraid that the detoxification pills I took last month and even earlier also contained something that caused the backlash of the hair-dressing technique. However, I might not be able to sense it before, and I didn’t think about it at all. However, the process of comprehending the Mingyue Art some time ago has invisibly improved my control over my spiritual consciousness, thus discovering this clue.

Using the hair-covered technique for more use will make people fall into madness and eventually become an irrational human elixir. This is why a thousand servings of blood food seem to be low, but there are few hair-covered beast slaves that can succeed. Why is the purpose of Elder Huhuo accelerating this process through the monthly detoxification pill?

Is it his personal behavior or the intention of the Biluo Cave Sect? If it is the latter, it means that all the furry beast slaves are experiencing all this, because everyone has to obtain the antidote every month through people like Elder Huhuo.

Thinking of this, Yuan Ming couldn't help but feel cold on his back.

And that mysterious silver cat probably had a long time ago to see the problem, so he gave him this Mingyue Art?

Yuan Ming's face was gloomy and sunny. Today's events were full of twists and turns. The regular "anti-drug" of Biluo Cave, and the mysterious silver cat, everything was beyond his ability.

"Strength! We must improve our strength as soon as possible, otherwise we may not know how to die." He clenched his fists.

At this moment, a blue light flashed, and the cave door stone was cut in half, falling down with a bang, splashing a large piece of dust.

Yuan Ming suddenly stood up, made gestures and used the hair-dressing technique, and instantly turned into the form of a white ape.

The dust outside the door slowly drifted away, and three figures appeared.

The two of them were the first ones, Kuntu and Elder Huhuo. There was a man standing behind Kuntu, but there was a blind woman in red. Her expression was quite cold, as if she was Kuntu's follower.

"Kuntu! Elder Huhuo!" Yuan Ming's eyes narrowed into a thin slit.

Kuntu stepped up his right foot, as if he was about to enter the hole. When he saw Yuan Ming standing there, his expression was stunned.

"Huhuo, didn't you say that the medicine is filled with ten times the Lingxi fragrance, why is Yuan Ming still so awake?" Kuntu turned around and faced Elder Huhuo.

"It's really strange. Ten times the incense of Lingxi is enough to make it fall directly, or even die suddenly." Elder Huhuo was also very surprised.

The two of them had no shy dialogue and did not take Yuan Ming seriously.

"All this is done by you! Yuan is just an ordinary furry beast slave. Why do you target me like this?" Yuan Ming was convinced and Han asked when he heard the conversation between the two.

"I'm not interested in explaining, be a fool." Kuntu sneered, and a blue light lit up in his right hand.

"It's because of Chen Wan." Yuan Ming suddenly said, with a certain tone.

When Kuntu heard this, his expression was slightly stiff.

Yuan Ming judged from Kuntu's expression that he guessed correctly. He saved Chen Wan just by chance that day and did not mean to go against Kuntu. The difference in status between the two sides was there, so how could he be bored?

But I didn't expect that Kun Tu was so narrow-minded that he would kill himself because of such a small matter.

"Since you guessed, I'll let you die clearly. My identity is no longer the same as before. Although that thing is just a small matter, I will not leave any future troubles for my future. So you must die here today. Before meddling in the next life, remember to keep your eyes open!" Kun Tu's eyes were cold, and before he finished speaking, he strode his hands together.
Chapter completed!