Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 66: Wood Spirit, Recognize Your Master
Whether it is the right path or the evil path, it is impossible to reach this point even by summoning spirits and generals!

"Please come in, Huang Zhengyang!" Yan Huan shouted, and the elf took over his body, and the hostility that permeated the heads of the Japanese aliens gradually became apparent.

Yan Huan stretched out his hand and hooked a wisp of black smoke, then kneaded it into a sharp cone.

The awl pierced the skin and blood flowed slowly, but at this moment, the hostility that fought back directly tore the Onmyoji into pieces.

"The degree of injury replacement has also increased significantly."

"Brother Huan, I'm so strong!" Zhengyang shouted with joy.

No, no!
This kind of strength is false.

Yan Huan looked at his hands suspiciously, closed his eyes, and calmed his mind. The bushes and trees around him receded like the tide.

"Are you kidding me, damn it!" Bifang suddenly flew down from the tree trunk, "This is the upper limit of each level of magic, you don't want it?"

"If you don't even need magic, what's the point of talking about cultivation!"

Yan Huan opened his eyes, smiled and shook his head. If it weren’t for Brother Xiao’s previous talk about the “Realm of Greed” and the delusion in Penglai Pavilion’s dream, he might have been possessed today.

After all, who wouldn’t want to feel the rush of maxing out all their skill points at once?

But think about it, is blindly pursuing the limits of magic really beneficial to practice?

Eight unique skills, the art of causing chaos?
In Yan Huan's opinion, they were just a group of fools who were unable to comprehend the legacy left by their ancestors and were just complaining that the grapes on the high shelves were sour.

No matter whether it is the Eight Wonders or something else, in the final analysis, it is nothing more than different ways of operating Qi. In essence, they are nothing more than strange skills and tricks. The final contest between extraordinary people still comes down to "nature" and "fate".

"According to what you said, the inheritance of all the thousands of sects in the world has become a joke!"

Yan Huan rejected it again, "No, I'm not saying that tricks and gimmicks are not important. It's just that when you feel that tricks and gimmicks are not important, you will probably be invincible."

Are the Golden Light Curse and Thunder Magic stronger than the old Taoist's magic?
That is definitely not the case. The strong one is Zhang Zhiwei himself. If you were to throw away the Sanyi Sect, the Huode Sect and the Three Demon Sects, Zhang Zhiwei would probably be able to find a smooth path forward.

Of course, Yan Huan understood what he said, but he couldn't put it into practice.

To be honest, there are some extraordinary people in the world who can take this step, but most people will never take this step in their entire lives.

Otherwise, why would those old fellows who are considered the Ten Lords be so keen on the Eight Wonders? Chen Jinkui from the Shuzi Sect tried hard to persuade Wang Ye to learn the "Fenghou Wonder" for many days, but in the end he was driven crazy.

"Okay, okay, okay, okay!"

"You took the blame, you endured the pain, and you don't want to see the limits of magic, okay!"

"Then this is the final step!"

Bifang flapped its wings, and green feathers floated down and scattered around Yan Huan.

The faint light gathered beside the wings dissipated like bubbles and seeped into the skin bit by bit.

"What is this?"

"Qi poison, a more advanced Qi poison than any poison you have seen before." Bifang said coldly, "Have you not heard of an old saying, a doctor who can cure all poisons in the world must also be the most astute poison master."

puff!

Yan Huan vomited blood, blood streaks of varying depths appeared on his skin, his internal organs were in excruciating pain, and the soles of his feet, armpits, tongue coating, eyelids...all kinds of tricky places that were hard to scratch began to itch.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Yan Huan raised his head and said, "Since it's a test, there must be a solution. Tell me, how do I get the antidote?"

Bifang chuckled and said, "There is also an old saying that goes, where poison appears, there must be an antidote within ten steps. When Qingyu fell just now, the Qi poison and the medicine to cure it were all planted."

“You can try to find it.”

Upon hearing this, Yan Huan immediately closed his eyes and circulated his Qi through his body. There were no major abnormalities in his meridians and acupoints, except for the poisonous Qi that continued to erode his body.

"If it's not in the body, then it can only be..."

Snapped!
Yan Huan opened his eyes suddenly, and seemed to feel a spiritual light that was contrary to the poison in his body.

"You planted the antidote on the spirit attached to my back!?"

Bifang soared into the sky with a roar, "That's right, with the five elements added to my body, I can see your true heart. When I was attached to you just now, I suddenly saw a lot of interesting thoughts and ideas in your mind."

"I have known countless people and know their bad nature. The righteousness hidden in their hearts is sometimes vulnerable in the face of reality."

"You're willing to think that way, but you haven't reached the point of making a decision yet. But now, your life is hanging by a thread. Can you still hold on to some bottom line?"

Follow the spiritual method!
The antidote is hidden in the method of taking spirits.

There was a crisp sound of glass breaking, the sky was shattered into lines of ice, and the space constructed by the black wooden box was gradually collapsing.

The wood spirit has started the countdown for this place to be broken.

"If you use the Soul Subduing Technique before this place completely collapses, you will lose. Of course, if you can't withstand the Qi poison and die here, you will also lose." Yan Huan barely stood firm and looked up into the sky. "Bifang, if it weren't for the fact that 'Soul Confinement and General Dispatching' couldn't shake the natural law of the five elements, I would have detained you now and taught you a lesson."

puff!
what--

Yan Huan let out a long sigh, covered his mouth with both hands, and the gushing blood squeezed out from between his fingers.

"Qi poison, it can be considered as an advance simulation. This feeling is much more sour and refreshing than self-harm or shooting..."

Skin ulcers, acne scars, and especially the itching and pain in extreme locations are simply unbearable.

Yan Huan was surrounded by black mist, and at the same time, a bunch of furry balls jumped out.

Bai Ling moved forward and said, "Brother Huan, please eat one of my tails. I can grow it back after a while. My grandmother said that we foxes can grow several tails."

"We can also repair it. My great grandfather said so..." Zhengyang said guiltily, as if he did not inherit much of the cunning gene.

Big Head crawled out from the spirit flag and said, "Brother, why don't you try eating Sui Sui? It's just a legend that foxes can prune their tails, but this Black Tai Sui can really grow flesh again!"

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Yan Huan staggered a few steps, and his skin melted like hot candy.

"You have no right to get involved. Go back!" Yan Huan roared. His heart was filled with blood and a pain like an insect biting exploded in his chest.

It's just a little bit of poison, just bear with it.

Once you use the spiritual method, the stench left in your soul cannot be washed away.

Once this kind of stench exists, it will be abandoned by the spirits in the future, and it will go further and further down the path of "binding spirits" and "subjugating spirits".

Serving the spirit is not the right way after all.

"It's okay, let's go back! Your big brother Tengshe hasn't shown up yet, which means the situation has not reached an irreversible point." Yan Huan looked into the sky.

The sky was broken, and ice-crack-like patterns began to spread toward the distant mountains.

"Come on, even if the sky cracks, there's still the earth. Even if the earth shatters, there's still the mountains, rivers and lakes. It will take some time for this place to completely collapse." Bifang flew in the air, waiting for time to pass.

Mmmmm!
The elves on the ground began to bar their teeth at the figure in the air. After a while, they stood up and jumped, adding Yan Huan's group of spirits without permission.

It is not easy to share the Qi poison in a body possessed by a spirit.

But for some reason, Yan Huan felt much better.

Time passes by minute by minute, and the surroundings are constantly changing.

Yan Huan widened his bloodshot eyes, "Just some Qi poison, puff..."

There was a feeling of emptiness in my chest.

After the mountains and rivers collapsed, the rivers and lakes dried up.

The clouds change and things move.

Gradually, the gaps in the space constructed by the entire black wooden box became larger and larger, and Yan Huan's qi poison erosion became more and more serious.

In addition to his skin and flesh, his hair also began to fall out in clumps.

Snap, snap!
"Almost done, break it for me!"

Yan Huan roared, and the shattered black pieces flew violently in all directions as if they were hit by a violent storm.

boom!
After a loud bang, Yan Huan returned to the quiet and deserted courtyard.

"I'm... I'm back..." Yan Huan leaned against the small sycamore tree in the courtyard, and sat on the ground panting. The poisonous Qi left in his body was still corroding his internal organs.

"I forgot that if you escape from the world in the box, you will bring the Qi poison with you, and you will die."

Bifang flew down to the stone bench next to Qingming, who was sitting upright, and said with a grin, "Your new master is about to die, and you are ownerless again. Jinjing, oh Jinjing, you are so pitiful!"

Qingming pursed his lips, waved his hand and fanned away. A flash of golden light shot Bifang into the wall, "You cheap-mouthed thing, wood spirit, recognize your master."

Yan Huan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and glanced at the stone wall beside him.

Who says that you will die if you bring out the Qi poison? The contract between heaven and earth has been fulfilled.

This wood spirit really has a bit of evil hidden in it. I just hope that it can take this meanness out on its enemies in the future.

"Bifang, come here! Add the Wood Element to your body!" Yan Huan clenched his hand and grabbed a piece of green feather.

call!
The bluebird nailed to the wall turned into a thorny vine, spreading towards the weak Yan Huan. Green vines entwined it, bright red flowers bloomed, and clusters of flowers bloomed all around. Even the small sycamore tree that Yan Huan relied on became full of vitality.

"Oh, it's boring, really boring." Bifang muttered.

(End of this chapter)