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"How would I dare?" However, once you start practicing that trashy technique, you will have to go through a lot of detours. Furthermore, you are so stubborn that you insist on breaking through.

"You know yourself that unless you relax your soul, I can only take advantage of the situation and enter. Otherwise, no matter how strong I am, I won't be able to invite your soul in!" Elder Xuan Tian respectfully replied.

Being flattered so easily by the elder without leaving a trace, even Wen Zheng became a bit smug.

"Yes." Even if you can speak, I won't pursue the matter with you. This is where Mo Rufeng trained, right? "Why haven't I seen him before?" Previously, Elder Xuan Tian said that he was here to teach Mo Rufeng martial arts, and Mo Rufeng was here to train with his men, so Wen Zheng naturally had his own thoughts …

Here.

"It's over there. This is the inner mountains. Normal people wouldn't be able to discover it. Mo Rufeng has lived here for seven to eight years. If I didn't know about it, he wouldn't have noticed it either." As old man Xuan Tian spoke, he pointed to a mountain outside.

"I'll go take a look. Don't let him find out!"

"No problem. You are currently in a soul state. With your level of soul, as long as you don't want anyone to know, I'm afraid no one in the mortal world will discover you!"

"Well, that's true. Let's go!" Wen Zheng pondered for a moment before taking the lead to walk over.

At this moment, the three hundred soldiers were rolling on the ground in pain, their faces a frightening shade of green.

"Wha-what happened to them?" When Wen Zheng saw this, he said with a bit of heartache. These soldiers were all top soldiers in Cao Zhou. If something happened to them, Wen Zheng would die from heartache.

"Mo Rufeng provoked them for a bit, and then they just threw up those poisonous bugs without any care. It should be the poison now, right? It's fine. They won't be in pain in less than two hours! " Old Man Xuan Tian said.

"Oh, as long as you're fine, huh? Speak clearly. How will they fare in less than two hours? " As Wen Zheng said this, he suddenly felt that there was a hidden meaning behind old man Xuan Tian's words. He turned around and asked.

"It means that in less than two hours, the poison will die and the pain will be gone forever!" Old Man Xuan Tian casually said.

"F * ck, I carefully picked them all. You said that you're about to die from poison, hurry up and think of a way!" When Wen Zheng heard this, the worry that he had been feeling for the first time grew in his heart as he spat out vulgarities.

"What they eat is poisonous insects, not poison. If it's poison, I might be able to help a bit, but where can I get the antidote for this poisonous insect?" Old man Xuan Tian helplessly said.

Just as Wen Zheng was feeling extremely anxious, looking at the still haughty Elder Xuan Tian, he suddenly thought of something as he stared at him with eyes full of ill intentions.

"You, what are you doing?" As if he knew what Wen Zheng wanted to do next, cold sweat poured out from Elder Darkheaven's body.

"Don't be so stingy. Three hundred lives. I vaguely remember that the blood of an immortal can bring back the dead!" Wen Zheng looked harmless.

"No, I can't. I'm a spirit body now, and I don't have any blood!" Elder Darkheaven was trembling in fear.

"I know, but I can follow the connection between your soul and your body to find your physical body!" After Wen Zheng finished speaking, he disappeared, leaving behind only the helpless old man, Xuan Tian, and the three hundred soldiers that were lying on the ground wailing. At this moment, the expression on the face of the old man, Xuan Tian, had already appeared …

The expression of a martyr on his deathbed. As time passed, pain gradually appeared on the face of old man Xuantian, but it did not last long before it gradually subsided. However, his face was much paler than before. Not long after his pained expression disappeared, Wen Zheng also rushed over.

A gourd appeared in his hand.

"You didn't drink a gourd, did you?" Elder Xuan Tian asked with a pained expression.

"Un, that's right. There are more than three hundred of them. A single gourd might not be enough!" Wen Zheng didn't know anything about this venerable elder. As he spoke, he passed the gourd to old man Xuan Tian.

"Mo Rufeng, come back here!" Elder Xuan Tian circulated his energy and called over Mo Ru Feng, who had gone out to look for the cure.

"This is the blood of the Immortal! It can bring the dead back to life! Give it to them!" Forcefully suppressing the pain in his heart, Elder Xuan Tian feigned a calm tone as he said this. Mo Rufeng saw a gourd suddenly appear in the empty sky and fall straight to the ground …

In his arms.

"Thank you, old sir!" Mo Rufeng slightly bowed towards the sky. In fact, he was feeling extremely regretful right now. Even though he knew that the soldiers would be poisoned, he wouldn't provoke them even if he was beaten to death. He would let them eat those poisonous bugs.

"Stop making fun of your subordinates' lives. Back then, you were only able to eat those poisonous bugs because you drank my blood when you were unconscious. "However, now that your subordinates have drunk the blood of the immortals, there's no harm in doing so in the future!" After Old Man Xuan Tian finished speaking, he immediately stood up.

Wen was sitting on a tree, ignoring him. As for the soldiers, after a few drops of blood entered their mouths, the green color on their faces became fainter and fainter, and finally disappeared.

"Pfft!" They all spat out a mouthful of black blood and fainted.

"Is that all? When they wake up, they'll be fine. Can we go back now? " Old Man Xuan Tian said.

"You can go back, and I'll wait and see. I know the way back anyway, and we're not from the same camp in the first place. We'll definitely repay you for your help today!" Wen Zheng suddenly clasped his hands at Elder Darkheaven, causing him to appear somewhat like a brother to him …

He was at a loss.

"Aiya, you see, it's only right for me to do this. I'll be in the inner mountains. If you need anything, just look for me!" After throwing down those words, Xuanming quickly flew away.

"Damn, I won't kill you if I play with you!" When Wen Zheng saw that the naive Xuanzhao had disappeared, he revealed his usual expression and laughed wickedly.

"Hey, you kids, I'm not going to look at you guys anymore. Let's go!" After Wen Zheng finished speaking, he disappeared. When he reappeared, he was at the mountain where he had just started cultivating. Xiao Jin was still protecting him.

"Little Gold, come back. You've worked hard!" After Wen Zheng finished speaking, Xiao Jin turned into a streak of golden light and shot towards Wen Zheng's forehead. Soon after, his eyes only saw a picture of a golden flame, but Wen Zheng did not notice it. Wen Zheng took out the mysterious yellow Qi from his bosom and threw it into the bottom of the valley without even looking at it.

"NND, such a trash. Anyone who wants to look at it will be a fool!" Wen Zheng muttered. He forgot, just now he was still stubbornly practising because he couldn't cultivate his Mystic Yellow Inner Energy. Now he was scolding others, as if scolding himself … He took out another book from his pocket and took a look at it. His expression changed when he saw it. It was written on the book: Mysterious Yellow Inner Qi. In that case, what he just threw away was the Great Void inner strength manual!

"It's over, it's all over, damn it. This time, I was careless! " Wen Zheng said anxiously and jumped down into the valley.

When he reached the bottom, Wen Zheng was secretly surprised. It took him nearly two hours to reach the bottom of the valley! At the bottom of the valley, it was completely dark. Luckily, Wen Zheng's power was quite good, so it was not difficult for him to see. The place where he could see was filled with corpses, wild beasts, humans, and patches of dense white. If it were anyone else, they would have been scared to death.

"This should be an ancient, independent race!" Wen Zheng muttered.

In ancient times, there were indeed some things Wen Zheng did not know. In the vast universe, there were many strange things. Wen Zheng's previous self was just an insignificant part of the universe, how could he know so much?

In the distance, on top of a pile of white bones, the secret manual was lying there. Wen Zheng flew over and just as he held the secret manual in his hand, a silver light suddenly flashed.

"What kind of scoundrel is this? He actually dared to invade our Hao Er City!" With a shout, two people appeared in front of Wen Zheng. One of them was not much different from a human, it was just that there were two sharp horns on his head. The other person was the same as the person in the painting, human and snake.

"I'm sorry, I came here to look for my things. Please forgive me for offending!" I'll leave now! " As Wen Zheng spoke, he backed up and became more and more alarmed. He never would have thought that there would be creatures at the foot of the mountain. They had probably lived here for a long time, and even if he used his previous identity, it would be useless. Who knows, there might be even more powerful experts here. Since Wen Zheng did not care about his identity, then Wen Zheng alone would not be able to gain any benefits. He might even get hurt. Wen Zheng had never been one to lose money. Since he had already obtained the manual, he would be an idiot if he didn't leave.

"You want to leave? No way!" The creature with two horns on its head (for the time being) roared and leapt at Wen Zheng. Wen Zheng's eyes narrowed, but he did not retreat. With a thought, he wielded the Demon Soul Sword.