This person is too murderous

Yang Xuanming's mind was a little confused and he couldn't calm down for a while.

These three eighth-level warriors were actually not invited by their father. Like him, they came here for the Poison King.

The beautiful host was actually poisoned.

At this moment, Zhu Hongyan woke up. She had stayed up and listened to their conversation.

Zhu Hongyan walked over and took off her veil, revealing half of her scarred face: "I have been looking for him for a hundred years."

"I've met the host of the beauty building." Yang Xuanming hurriedly said.

Zhu Hongyan raised her hand gently, indicating that he did not need to be polite: "You are also the son of the leader of the martial arts alliance. If the poison was poisoned by him, your father will send someone to investigate, and then you will know."

"I just didn't expect that the famous doctor known as the Medicine King would be the Poison King." Yang Xuanming sighed.

"There is no distinction between medicine and poison. The miracle doctors of the Tianshan lineage are basically good at using poison."

Zhu Hongyan said: "He is very talented in poison. Now that he has prepared poison, he may be able to poison the top of the eighth level, and maybe even the ninth level."

Yang Xuanming was silent and said, "I want to make sure again."

"How do you plan to make sure?" Zhu Hongyan asked, "Ask directly?"

"If the poison was poisoned by the Poison King, there should be this kind of poison." Yang Xuanming said, "I have a method that can sense this poison."

"Is there such a way?" Zhu Hongyan asked in surprise.

"It is recorded in ancient books that the Taoist sect can track everything in the world with just a breath."

Yang Xuanming said: "Although I don't fully understand this method, there is no difficulty in finding something within three hundred meters."

"What if the true energy is blocked?" Jiang Daoming said.

"The Poison King didn't hear our conversation, how could he think of the true energy isolation?" Yang Xuanming said with a smile: "Besides, I have never used this method, and even Qian'er doesn't know about it."

"This palace master will give you a chance to verify, but the Poison King may not keep this poison." Jiang Daoming said calmly.

"Thank you, Palace Master." Yang Xuanming cupped his hands and said, "If the King of Medicine is really the King of Poison, if the Palace Master doesn't deal with him, I will also deal with him."

Jiang Daoming nodded slightly and said: "Your Taoist Qi is a little out of control. The master of this palace will teach you a meditation mantra. Practice it more on weekdays if you have nothing to do."

After speaking, Jiang Daoming pointed out, and a gentle Taoist Qi penetrated Yang Xuanming's eyebrows.

"Thank you, Lord."

Yang Xuanming was overjoyed. He digested the meditation mantra from Jiang Daoming and recited it silently. His heart became clear and peaceful. It was very useful: "Does the master of the palace also use the Taoist method?"

"You know a thing or two about Buddhism, Taoism, and demons." Jiang Daoming said calmly.

It goes without saying that Buddhism has no obvious confluence of Tao and demons, allowing him to understand both Tao and demons.

Zhu Hongyan stood up and said with a slight smile: "The strength of the Palace Master is unfathomable. Let's take this opportunity to ask for advice."

Jiang Daoming's ruthless sword destroyed Qijue Palace.

Yang Xuanming's Taoist Qi was pretty good, but to them, it was pitifully weak.

If Jiang Daoming is willing to give guidance, he will definitely make rapid progress.

"Palace Master, I also got a Dionysian Curse by chance. Unfortunately, this incomplete Dionysian Curse has no effect on eighth-level warriors."

Yang Xuanming said quickly: "Use the Dionysian Curse with all your strength to double your combat power, but the true energy will become violent and difficult to control."

"Is this the way you drank before?" Jiang Daoming said.

"Yes, I made the palace master laugh." Yang Xuanming smiled awkwardly and said: "I didn't want to use the Dionysian Curse at that time. I just became addicted to alcohol after practicing the Dionysian Curse. I didn't expect that after being poisoned, I lost control. ”

"The Dionysian Curse?" Jiang Daoming was slightly curious: "Can it be activated by drinking alcohol?"

"Yes, it was created by a wine Taoist." Yang Xuanming said: "It's a pity that what I got is only an incomplete one. If I can get a complete one, it may be helpful to the palace master."

"This is your opportunity." Jiang Daoming shook his head calmly.

He didn't care about the increase brought by the Dionysian Curse, even if it was useful to eighth-level warriors, he didn't care.

It is useful for ordinary warriors, but it may not be useful for him.

Now he can be killed by ordinary ninth-level warriors. What is the use of the eight-level increase?

Seeing that Jiang Daoming was not moved at all, Yang Xuanming also breathed a sigh of relief. He just said it out to test it out.

If Jiang Daoming really wanted the Dionysian Curse, he would also teach it, but he was afraid that Jiang Daoming would want more.

It was just the first time they met, so it was impossible to tell all the details.

Jiang Daoming gave him some instructions on how to practice Taoist Qi and then said no more.

Yang Xuanming went back to the carriage to rest. Jiang Daoming finished his strong drink, sat cross-legged, carried his energy, and waited for dawn.

Early the next morning, Jiang Daoming and the other three got into the carriage while Mo Yunqian drove.

Although the poison was suppressed, it was not completely resolved. Mo Yunqian was still anxious and hurried on with all her strength.

Jiang Daoming and the others did not deliberately increase their speed. The Tianshan Poison King was vigilant and cunning. If they suddenly arrived at the Medicine King Valley, even a fool would guess that there was something wrong.

Through yesterday's understanding, Jiang Daoming and the others also realized that this Yang Xuanming was still hiding his identity, and Mo Yunqian didn't even know the identity of the son of his alliance leader.

Mo Yunqian's strength is also good. She is in the middle of the seventh level and can be regarded as a proud girl of heaven, worthy of Yang Xuanming.

The only uncomfortable thing is that the young couple sprinkles dog food from time to time.

The carriage sped away, and in the blink of an eye, he and he had disappeared into the dense forest path.

Three days passed by in the blink of an eye, and the carriage finally arrived at the Medicine King Valley.

A stone tablet stands at the mouth of the valley. The stone tablet is covered with vines, covering the three characters Yaowang Valley.

The carriage stopped, and Mo Yunqian did not rush in. She said respectfully: "Juniors Mo Yunqian and Yang Xuanming, please see the King of Medicine and ask the King of Medicine for help."

Inside the valley, smoke filled the air, obscuring vision, and no one knew what was hidden.

Jiang Daoming sat in the carriage, and the dragon and elephant tattoos shone slightly, as if warning.

Ta-ta

The sound of footsteps came, and a young man in coarse linen clothes walked out of the smoke.

"The Medicine King is studying the method of using medicine, please follow me." The young man bowed slightly and said politely.

Mo Yunqian bowed and said respectfully: "Thank you, brother. My companion is not in good health. I wonder if you can let the carriage in?"

The young man frowned slightly, then smiled faintly and said: "In this case, then let the carriage in, but there is poisonous smoke in the Medicine King Valley, take the antidote, and the horse should also take it."

As he said, he took out a porcelain bottle and handed it to Mo Yunqian.

"Thank you, brother." Mo Yunqian took the porcelain bottle, took out a pill, stuffed it into the horse's mouth, and then handed it into the carriage.

Jiang Daoming took the porcelain bottle, poured a pill, and just put it into his mouth, the dragon-elephant tattoo glowed, and a wisp of poisonous gas escaped.

"Don't take it, it's highly poisonous, this hall master will protect you in."

Jiang Daoming whispered, pointed with one finger, and the dragon-elephant true energy sank into their bodies.

Mo Yunqian and Yang Xuanming felt a little cold in their hearts, is this really a poison king?

In front of the young man, Mo Yunqian took the pill and jumped on the carriage: "Please bring it to me, brother."

"Follow me."

Seeing her take it, the young man turned around and led the way.

Mo Yunqian stretched out her hand and wiped it, and the pill appeared, and she put it into her sleeve casually.