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Chapter 105 Cultivating the Poison Scripture! A Patriarch's Appearance! Shocking the Elders!

Chapter 105 Cultivating the Poison Scripture! A Patriarch's Appearance! Shocking the Elders! (Seeking Monthly Tickets!)
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High in the sky, two black suns rose, striking with lightning speed. The terrifying black light carried an unimaginable aura of poison, turning the space black with a single strike, creating a unique and eerie field.

The dazzling sword light that descended from the sky melted rapidly upon contact with the black light unleashed by Elder Hu and Elder Xu, much like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun.

Wow!

In a single exchange, all the sword light vanished, as if the earth had collapsed.

The true sword body inside was revealed.

Then the sword itself rapidly turned black, as if stained with ink, and emitted a deafening buzzing sound, as if it had lost all its spirit, before falling directly from the sky.

Elder Xu snorted coldly, grabbed the black longsword in his hand, and the sword was like a limp venomous snake in his hand. Although it was twitching with difficulty, it quickly stopped moving.

"You're courting death, yet you dare to test me!"

Elder Xu's voice was icy as he gripped his longsword and descended from the sky, looking in the direction from which the sword had come.

"He's doomed. He's been poisoned by our 'heart poison.' Even if we hadn't touched his physical body, he'd still be dead!"

Elder Hu grinned maliciously, then landed and looked into the distant mist, saying, "Let's go see who he is!"

The giant bird beneath him charged forward at top speed.

"what!"

A shrill scream suddenly echoed from the depths of the mist.

Fang Yi and the others then discovered the person who had just launched the sneak attack.

From a small hill deep in the mist, a figure covered in pus and blood emerged. The person was rapidly rotting from the inside out, with disheveled hair, a bloody and mangled face, and pus and blood oozing from every pore—a truly gruesome sight.

He had only run a short distance when he suddenly collapsed, his body hissing and corroding rapidly.

"A puppet?"

"You ran pretty fast. You used a puppet to take your place this time, but it won't be so easy next time!"

Elder Hu and Elder Xu snorted coldly and looked around at the mist.

On the back of a giant bird.

Zhuo Tianlai and Luo Tianfeng were both shocked and their hearts were filled with turmoil.

Fang Yi pondered, recalling the methods Elder Hu and Elder Xu had used earlier!
What a bizarre and potent poison!
Without even touching the opponent, just by touching the flying sword, the opponent was already poisoned and died a miserable death!
"See this? This is the weapon on the 'Path to Immortality,' which they call a flying sword."

Elder Xu remained calm, casually tossing the blackened spirit sword in his hand to the feet of Fang Yi and the others, saying, "Who says martial arts are useless? As long as you can cultivate it to the highest level, even the strongest weapon is like scrap metal in front of us."

Fang Yi subconsciously picked up the blackened spirit sword.

However, they discovered that although the surface of the spirit sword was black, it contained no poison at all. On the contrary, all the poison had flowed into the interior of the spirit sword.

This means that even if someone else touches this spirit sword, they will not be poisoned at all.

Elder Hu and Elder Xu's control over the deadly poison was undoubtedly at a very subtle level.

This is something he can never hope to achieve.

"That kind of deadly poison?"

Fang Yi asked instinctively.

"It is one of the thirty-six kinds of deadly poisons in my Poison Sect, and it is called the Heart Poison."

Elder Hu said calmly, "This poison doesn't need to be used directly. It can poison the target through weapons, clothes, or even a single hair or drop of blood."

"Heart poison?"

Fang Yi's heart tightened slightly.

So weird!
He became even more curious about the thirty-six kinds of deadly poisons of the Poison Sect.

"Those who seek the path to immortality are still determined to kill me; they are trying to test me further."

Elder Xu's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were somewhat cold as he looked into the mist in all directions.

Fortunately, nothing else happened after that.

However, just one day later, when the giant bird approached the Poison Sect's stronghold...

Suddenly, a strong, pungent aroma of incense filled the air, permeating the entire world, as if a temple had opened its eyes wide.

The endless scent of incense surged towards them like a tide, instantly forming a unique field that imprisoned the giant bird within it.

"Om Mani Padme Hum."

A series of majestic and sacred voices rang out.

Amidst the rich aroma of incense, a towering, golden-glowing, and dignified Buddha phantom, seated high in the sky, was rapidly approaching.

He chanted the six-syllable mantra, and waves of eerie power that shook the souls rapidly pressed down on the crowd and the giant bird. At the same time, he raised a golden palm, as vast as a cloud, as if to grab everyone away.

In an instant, everyone felt a sense of disorientation, a buzzing in their mind, and they couldn't bear it, as if they were about to faint.

The giant bird could no longer bear it and plummeted violently from the sky.

Fang Yi jolted awake, instantly sober, and was greatly alarmed.

"not good!"

What kind of bizarre existence is this?
They actually went to block the entrance of the Poison Sect?

"The Six-Syllable Mantra of Great Compassion!"

Elder Hu was jolted awake, his face filled with alarm. He roared and began to circulate his poison technique once more.
at this time!

"Humph!"

A cold voice suddenly resounded from within the Poison Sect, deafeningly loud, and the golden Buddha in front of them rapidly turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The surface area was suddenly crawling with countless centipedes, scorpions, poisonous insects, venomous snakes, and countless phantom skeletons and vengeful spirits.
The golden Buddha's movements abruptly stopped.

Then the entire golden statue rapidly decayed and collapsed, cracking and splintering, and in the blink of an eye, it shattered into pieces and disappeared.

The incense smoke from all directions suddenly dissipated.

A strong wind blew it away, leaving not a drop.

Only then did everyone fully come to their senses.

All that could be seen was the direction of the mountain gate ahead.

Suddenly, an old man appeared, dressed in a gray robe, with a face covered in mottled patterns and a short, thin body. He stood there with an icy expression.

"Great Elder!"

Elder Hu and the others immediately descended from the giant bird and jumped off its back.

Fang Yi and the others followed suit and jumped down.

"I've met the Great Elder!"

"You are Ouyang Feng?"

The elder's expression softened slightly. He looked Fang Yi up and down, nodded slightly, and said, "Not bad, not bad."

He had known about Ouyang Feng for a long time.

At the time, I was still blaming the other party for not cultivating properly and daring to meddle in matters related to the "seeking divine intervention" path.

Now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up and I have seen Fang Yi with my own eyes, I feel relieved.

At such a young age, and without any guidance, he has managed to figure things out all the way to this point.

this kind of talent
It's terrifying!
"Elder, were those people from the Tantric sect just now?"

Elder Hu's eyes narrowed, and he spoke.

"No, someone is using Tantric methods to test our Poison Sect!"

The elder's voice was cold.

Esoteric Buddhism is one of the most mysterious traditions.

It involves both martial arts and seeking divine intervention.

Although the power of that Buddha statue was pure, it was still quite different from that of Tantric Buddhism.

"Is he someone who follows the path of seeking divine intervention?"

Elder Hu whispered.

The elder nodded slightly and said, "Alright, I will handle this matter. You may all go back."

"Yes, Great Elder!"

Elder Hu and the others nodded, their hearts surging with a multitude of thoughts, and led Fang Yi and the others toward the interior of the mountain gate.

Fang Yi looked thoughtful.

The Poison Sect seems to be in a precarious situation.
So many forces are probing each other during this one assessment.

"They're not coming for me, are they?"

He felt uneasy.

No!

A wise man does not stand under a walled enclosure.

Learn the Poison Manual as soon as possible so you can change your name and leave this place.

Wouldn't it be wonderful to find a secluded place and live in seclusion then?
"You should all rest for the night. Tomorrow I will choose a mentor for you to teach you the unique skills of my Poison Sect."

Elder Hu led them into a vast mountain forest area and said at the exit.

This mountainous area has many buildings scattered around, each with its own small courtyard. The scenery is quite nice, which doesn't match the name of the Poison Sect at all.

Fang Yi originally thought that the Poison Sect was full of poisonous smoke and miasma, with all kinds of poisonous insects crawling all over the place.

But in fact it is not the case.

The interior of the mountain gate was very clean, with almost no poisonous insects in sight.

"Elder Hu, my Poison Sutra..."

Fang Yi asked.

"No rush, I'll give it to you."

Elder Hu smiled, then suddenly looked at Zhuo Tianxing, Luo Tianfeng and the others, and said, "By the way, neither of you has practiced poison arts before, so don't run around or touch anything indiscriminately within my Poison Sect, lest you be poisoned."

After he finished speaking, he left the place.

Zhuo Tianxing and Luo Tianfeng were left looking at each other in bewilderment.

Fang Yi, however, frowned and looked at the ground beneath his feet again. He casually grabbed a handful of soil and used his poisonous energy to stir it. The soil quickly turned black and emitted colorful smoke that was filled with potent poison and corroded the space.

"What a trick!"

Fang Yi looked surprised.

This Poison Sect truly lives up to its reputation for researching deadly poisons over thousands of years!
He had previously wondered why there was no poisonous smoke or miasma inside the Poison Sect.

It turns out that all the deadly poisons were hidden in this soil.

Upon closer inspection, there is nothing unusual, but if stimulated with a highly toxic force, it will be discovered that these soils contain dozens of different toxins.

Zhuo Tianxing and Luo Tianfeng were horrified. They immediately held their breath and retreated quickly, afraid of smelling the poisonous smoke.

"You two, please find your own accommodations!"

Fang Yi threw away the dirt, clapped his hands, and turned to leave.

The ground alone contains such potent poison.

How terrifying must the other areas be?
If he were to absorb all of these deadly toxins, how concentrated would the toxins in his body become?
Zhuo Tianxing and Luo Tianfeng's expressions changed. They exchanged a glance and gave each other a wry smile.

They didn't dare to wander around, so they found a place to stay nearby and settled down.

The whole day passed quickly.

Night falls.

Within the Poison Sect, thick fog swirled, filling the air with a peculiar aura.

Just as Fang Yi was about to leave.

Suddenly, the First Elder and Elder Hu knocked on his door.

"Kid, didn't you want to study the Poison Sutra? You can do it tonight."

Elder Hu smiled and looked at Fang Yi.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see the Poison Sutra."

The Grand Elder glanced at Fang Yi and spoke calmly.

"Oh?"

Fang Yi's eyes lit up, and he immediately followed behind.

Deep within the Poison Sect.

A huge, deep valley, shrouded in poisonous smoke, from which multicolored lights emanated.

Countless deadly toxins surged within.

From above, it looks like a source of deadly poison.

"See this? This is the Ten Thousand Poison Pit of my Poison Sect. It is filled with more than ten thousand kinds of deadly poisons. The Poison Scripture is engraved at the very bottom. Normally, anyone who wants to read the Poison Scripture has to go in there in person. However, regardless of the strength of their cultivation, we do not recommend that they stay in there for too long."

Elder Hu said, "A certain degree of poison can increase one's cultivation, but if one stays there for too long, the poison will attack the heart and leave irreparable internal injuries."

"Go down."

The Grand Elder exited and took the lead, heading downwards.

Fang Yi immediately followed behind, his eyes flashing, the deadly poison in his body becoming more active.

It was like rain after a long drought.

They encountered something they desperately longed for.

As Fang Yi continued walking down the path, he gradually saw several figures.

There were people of all ages, men and women, sitting cross-legged in different areas of this poison pit, all engaged in cultivation.

However, the poison pit was too deep, and they could only sit cross-legged on the top level.

The further down you go, the fewer people you see.

We had quickly descended three or four hundred meters, and at this point we could only see four or five figures in total. After descending another seventy or eighty meters, we finally began to approach the bottom.

The lowest level area was vast and incredibly toxic.

Various kinds of toxic fumes were emitted from time to time.

Even the ground was a purplish-black color.

Stepping on it, the shoes beneath your feet begin to corrode, hissing and turning into bubbles.

"Great!"

Fang Yi looked surprised and stared at his bare feet.

He stepped on it barefoot and actually felt a slight pain.

However, once the highly toxic substances in his body are activated, all the toxins are automatically decomposed and absorbed.

Little did they know that at this very moment, the First Elder and Elder Hu had been secretly watching Fang Yi.

Normally, if a disciple of a sect wanted to read the Poison Scripture, their elders would copy it down and then hand it out to the disciple. But it was different for Fang Yi.

They personally led Fang Yi to the area containing the original version of the Poison Scripture, just to test him.

I want to see just how strong Fang Yi's talent really is? How far can he go in the poison pit?
In their minds, Fang Yi being able to walk two or three hundred meters would already be considered a prodigy among prodigies.

But never expected.

He walked from top to bottom, remaining calm throughout, without showing any sign of pain.

There was no sign of it struggling.

This is incredible.

Were the myriad poisons in the poison pit useless against him?

The shock felt by the Grand Elder and Elder Hu was truly unprecedented.

Let alone Fang Yi.

Even the other accomplished elders of their Poison Sect, after making their way to the bottom, would inevitably groan a few times and have a purple aura on their faces.

But Ouyang Feng was completely at ease, showing no skill whatsoever.

"By the way, where is the Poison Scripture?"

Fang Yi's eyes lit up, and he asked a question.

This treacherous pit of ten thousand poisons was simply the perfect place for him to cultivate.

If one absorbs all these deadly poisons, to what extent will the toxins in their body reach?
Just thinking about it makes me excited.

The Grand Elder silently watched Fang Yi, his heart churning with turmoil, yet he still walked forward.

They walked forward another seven or eight hundred meters along the ground.

at last!

A huge stone wall appeared in front of them.

The stone wall was covered with densely packed text, and many green torches flickered all around, illuminating the entire stone wall with an eerie atmosphere.

Fang Yi's eyes flashed, and he looked directly at the words on the stone wall.

The language isn't obscure; it's easy to understand at a glance.

"This is the Poison Scripture, which contains cultivation methods for 36 kinds of highly poisonous origins."

The elder explained, "You don't need to rush into cultivation. First, take a look at the 36 kinds of deadly poisons. Choose the one that suits you best before you start cultivating."

These 36 types of highly toxic substances were added step by step by countless predecessors, building upon the work of those who came before them.

No one has ever mastered more than 15 at the same time.

Hundreds of years ago, there was a prodigy who used a secret medicine to forcibly cultivate 17 kinds of skills. As a result, his cultivation was completely destroyed overnight, and he turned into pus and blood and died.

That person also holds the highest record in the Poison Sect to date.

"I feel that each one is right for me."

Fang Yi's eyes flashed.

It was as if I had seen a tremendous treasure.

There are 36 kinds of deadly poisons: the first is the Power Poison, the second is the Soul-Burning Poison, the third is the Withering and Flourishing Poison, and the fourth is the Parasitic Poison.
There were all sorts of poisons, but apart from the Power Poison and the Heart Poison, I'd never even heard of the others.

"Don't be too ambitious. Elder Hu should have told you about the physical limitations of Poison Sect warriors."

The Grand Elder solemnly warned, "Every elder has countless hidden injuries within their body. They may seem harmless on ordinary days, but at critical moments, these hidden injuries can backfire and cause excruciating pain."

"Don't worry, I know what's going on."

Fang Yi nodded, staring intently at the stone wall in front of him, trying to memorize everything before proceeding.

He discovered that the cultivation of this poison scripture involved constantly absorbing various kinds of deadly poisons.
No wonder the Poison Sutra was carved inside the poison pit.

On the one hand, it was to prevent theft, and on the other hand, it was to facilitate cultivation.

"Elder, Elder Hu, why don't you go back first? I'll study it here by myself, and if I don't understand something later, I'll ask you."

Fang Yi dismissed the guest.

The First Elder and Elder Hu were both dumbfounded.

This guy... wants to stay alone at the bottom of the poison pit?

"You don't feel any discomfort?"

Elder Hu inquired.

He had only been standing there for a short while when he began to feel uncomfortable, his body burning.

So Ouyang Feng was unharmed?

What's wrong?

Fang Yi's expression froze for a moment.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, as long as you like it."

Elder Hu's heart churned, and he quickly spoke.

monster!

This is a fucking monster!

Could it be the reincarnation of one of the founders of the Poison Sect?

With so much poison gas, didn't he feel unwell?
The Grand Elder was also incredulous. He looked at Fang Yi intently and said, "Alright, if you like it, stay here. We'll wait for you outside."

He led Elder Hu away quickly along the way they had come.

As soon as they left, Fang Yi let out a laugh like a weasel stealing a chicken, his eyes gleaming as he stared at the Poison Scripture and began cultivating directly from the second type of deadly poison.

The second type is called Soul-Burning Poison.

It does not act on the physical body, but directly burns the soul of the poisoned person, plunging them into extreme pain. Like its own spiritual poison, it is extremely evil.

If this deadly poison were to combine with his mental poison, it would be hard to imagine what kind of power it would have.
Outside the poison pit.

The First Elder and Elder Hu exchanged solemn glances, both seeing deep shock in each other's eyes.

Both of them felt as if they had seen a ghost.

The poison pit was so terrifying, yet this person didn't notice it at all?

"We must not be careless. He may already be poisoned, but we just haven't found out yet. Let's stay here and keep watch, ready to go and rescue him at any time."

The Grand Elder exited.

"good."

Elder Hu nodded repeatedly.

The Ten Thousand Poison Pit contains many hallucinogenic toxins; the other party may have already been poisoned but is unaware of it.

They waited there anxiously.

My heart was filled with unbearable anxiety, like riding a volcano, which is indescribable.

Half a day passed in the blink of an eye.

The First Elder and Elder Hu immediately sprang into action, rushing towards the depths of the poison pit.

Upon reaching the bottom layer, they discovered that Fang Yi was still unharmed.

Not only was it completely undamaged, but its face was also rosy red, as if it had taken a super tonic.

Even layers of purple, highly poisonous light mist emanated from his body.

The First Elder and Elder Hu both narrowed their eyes in disbelief.

"Soul-Burning Poison? You...you've mastered Soul-Burning Poison?"

How could 36 kinds of highly poisonous origins be combined into one so quickly?
Is this a joke?
Even with their extensive experience and knowledge, they were completely baffled.

If these 36 kinds of deadly poisons were really so easy to cultivate, their Poison Sect would have long since become the dominant force and the leader of evil martial arts.

Any kind of highly toxic source requires at least seven or eight years, or even more than ten years, of their cultivation time.

This does not rule out the possibility that he may suffer a backlash and be seriously injured.

As a result, Fang Yi mastered a kind of origin in half a day.

The two were completely stunned.

"Elder Master, Elder Hu, you've come in again so quickly?"

Fang Yi's eyes flashed as he looked at the two of them and said, "I'll stay a little longer before leaving. Why don't you go outside and wait a bit longer?"

The Grand Elder and Elder Hu were shocked and had no choice but to leave again.

Surprising!

So weird!

They are genuinely wondering if some historical master did not die but was rejuvenated.

Otherwise, how could he have such a performance?

"Elder, how long did it take you to cultivate the Soul-Burning Poison back then?"

Outside the poison pit, Elder Hu couldn't help but ask.

"Three years."

The elder's voice was hoarse.

His aptitude was the highest among the disciples of the Poison Sect in that generation.

He was hailed as having the potential to revive the dynasty, but unfortunately he only mastered 13 kinds of deadly poisons and was never able to create his own deadly poison. Instead, due to the excessive amount of deadly poison in his body, he suffered internal injuries, which greatly affected his future prospects.

"You've used it for three years, but... is this reasonable? Is this even possible? This... this is a monster!"

Elder Hu was shocked.

The elder remained silent for a moment, then said, "Wait a little longer, and go in to check again later. Perhaps it's just a temporary lucidity before death, and he doesn't even realize it."

"possible!"

Elder Hu's tone hardened.

This speed is absolutely abnormal!
It is highly likely that its potential has been exhausted, which is a sign that it is about to die.

The two of them began to wait again, feeling as if each day was an eternity.

Another half day has passed.

The two couldn't take it anymore, worried that Fang Yi might die inside, so they immediately rushed down to investigate.

As soon as he got off, his pupils contracted.

Fang Yi was indeed nowhere to be seen; the place was empty.

"Dead, turned into pus? Not a drop left!"

Elder Hu's face paled in horror as he searched the ground carefully, exclaiming, "It's over! Our Poison Sect's prodigy is dead!"

"Elder, Elder Hu, why are you down here again? It's only been a short time."

Suddenly, Fang Yi's voice rang out from behind them, as if he were eating something.

The two quickly turned around.

Fang Yi emerged unharmed from the mist behind them, holding a roasted poisonous spider in his hand, which he was stuffing into his mouth, eating with relish.

It tastes like a hairy crab.

A faint blue light emanated from him.

The moment they saw that light, the First Elder and Elder Hu's pupils shrank, and they were shocked.

"The third type of deadly poison, the Withering and Flourishing Poison, has been successfully prepared?"

Is this fucking a dream?

This time it didn't even last half a day!

It's only half a day!

"How...how did you do that?"

The elder's voice was hoarse.

"How did you do that?"

Fang Yi became suspicious.

"The Grand Elder is asking how you mastered your poison skills?"