The Immortal’s Poison

Old Man Wen didn't seem to sleep at all. He sat neatly in the big house and looked at Wen Leyang with a smile: "Boy, what medicine did you give your uncle during the exam today?"

Wen Erye and Wen Sanye sat on the other side, still straight, cold eyes swaying on Wen Leyang next year, like two poisonous snakes thinking about the taste of food.

Wen Leyang suddenly felt a little nervous and hurriedly knelt down to salute the three grandpas before answering respectfully: "That's Wangzi bun ..."

Wen Tunhai scolded angrily on the side: "Don't mention your Wangzi little bun, just say what medicine!"

Wen Leyang nodded hurriedly: "It's Wang ... That taste, I gave it a name called Xieyang Dan. The effect is exactly the opposite of the aphrodisiac. After taking it, other things will not interfere. That is, I can't do it. The scorpion tail adjusts the blood of the hen, and the aconite ash, stir fry in the ice jade bowl, and finally use **** powder to remove the fish ... "

Mr. Wen did n’t even listen to his whispering recipes. He glanced at the frustrated Wen Tunhai in surprise. A burst of laughter burst into the wild dogs, and the old man was trembling with tears while wiping his tears, fingers The head shuddered and pointed at Wen Tunhai: "This medicine is just right for you, ha ha ha, let you have so many mothers and mothers, good county magistrates have been taken captive, ha ha ha ha ha!"

Wen Tonghai said with a smile: "Tonight with my mother-in-law ... The results will not work, all three dads know that we have been brewing medicated wine since our bodies, and our bodies are almost poisonless, and the matter is old and firm." The children of the Wen family have been immersed in the medicinal liquor prepared by their parents for half an hour every morning from birth until the age of twelve.

Father Wen was proud, and nodded frequently. Wen Leyang's eyes also showed a trace of excitement. He didn't know that he had this kind of effect from a small brewing wine, but then he blushed purely.

Wen Tunhai glanced at his eldest nephew, not only was there no anger in his eyes, but a little more appreciation, and continued to explain: "In today ’s big exam, the gates that the younger generations practiced for me, whether it ’s poison pills or powder, I I know what the materials are. With these things in my heart, I will definitely not delay that thing. I can only think about it and only have Leyang ’s medicine. Hey, really this kid, it ’s good, it ’s good, it can make me know. It's really good. But Wen Leyang, you should have a solution to this medicine? "Then, Wen Tunhai swallowed nervously.

Wen Leyang nodded quickly: "There is a solution, there is a solution, it will be invalid after thirty-six days. If you can't wait, as long as you hold your urine for 24 hours, the efficacy of Xiyangdan will disappear."

Master Wen didn't care about the solution of this medicine as much as Wen Tunhai, but asked Wen Leyang with great interest: "Boy, my Wen family's name is awesome, and the tips passed to you are all methods of poisoning. , How come you did n’t take the test with poison like other later generations, but got a weird medicine? "

Wen Leyang sneered, this was something he had whimsically. The original intention was to think that the obsessive drugs on the website were too rampant, and said in his mouth: "This drug is for girls to carry with you. This ... this medicine is not poisonous, and I should n’t take it to take the test. "His answer was pure, but he digressed and ran from the equator to Siberia. While Wen Leyang was talking, he felt a carrot out of nowhere, and was about to send it to his mouth. He suddenly saved himself being in front of the three grandpas and uncle, and quickly collected the carrots.

Embarrassed him, was pulled out of the bed and carried carrots with him.

Grandpa Wen San suddenly said: "Our surname Wen is refining the world with poison. Those outsiders who don't have any knowledge think that poison is something that touches and dies. In fact, poison is divided into five elements. There is no difference between people, it is poison that touches the dead, and forgetting the trouble is not poison!

Old Master Wen chuckled: "Xieyang Dan let your uncle write, and you refining poison into medicine, sexually integrated our Wen family's handed down learning."

Happiness appeared when he was unprepared. Wen Leyang was pure and understood the meaning of the words. He stood up sharply, staring at the old man with both eyes, and even his eyelids were cramping with excitement.

Mr. Wen laughed, did n’t see how he moved, but the person had reached Wen Leyang ’s side, and the old, dry palm gently patted his shoulder: “From today, you are a disciple of the Wen family, and also a doorman of Tuo Xiezong. ! "

Wen Leyang was shocked and happy in his heart, but at first glance heard the strange name of ‘Tuo Xie Men’, and he could not help but stand still, his eyes were confused and looked at Mr. Wen: “Shoe broken door man? Grandpa, this name ...”

Uncle Wen Tunhai slapped it on the back of his head and scolded: "What kind of broken shoes, our Wen family does not break shoes! It's Tuosha!"

"Slipper person?"

"Well, Tuoshamen!"

Afterwards, the old man did not look at the hour, put an incense burner and a sign in the big house, and gave Wen Leyang an entrance ceremony. Wen Leyang gave a respectful kowtow to the spirit card with the name "Tuo Xie Shizu". to make.

When Wen Leyang stood up again, the eyes of the three old men and the uncle looked at him differently than before. A kind of relief and kindness from the bones made Wen Leyang's limbs and bones soft.

"Grandpa, let's drag ... Slippers ..." The ancient seals on the sign are twisted and twisted. I don't know that it has been circulating for thousands and hundreds of years.

"Tuo Xiezong!" Grandpa Wen finally heard Wen Leyang's weird pronunciation, and scolded and corrected: "Boy, remember, it's Tuo Xiezong!" Then, the old man paused before continuing: "I sent It has been more than 2,000 years since the establishment of the Han Dynasty in the Western Han Dynasty. Our grandfather and grandpa are strange people who have a glimpse of heaven and earth.

Wen Leyang said that our grandfather of the Wen family should not be named Wen.

"In the ancient times, the land of Shu was originally wild. Later, our masters and ancestors traveled here, moved mountains to fill the land, spread soil and fertile fields, and cut evil spirits to teach the barbarians ..." Weird expression, he laughed at himself, don't say Wen Leyang, even he didn't believe it, but his father taught him that way.

Master Wen coughed twice and pulled back the text: "The Grandpa Patriarch traveled to Shudi during the Western Han Dynasty and accepted three disciples. Before the age of twelve, the three disciples learned exactly the same skills and dunked every day. Medicinal wine, practicing martial arts. When he was twelve years old, he practiced separately, and they were not allowed to meet each other. Shizu said that after ten years, they will examine their skills and choose a disciple who truly inherits the mantle. "

Wen Leyang nodded his head. This was the case of their Wen family disciples. From birth until they were twelve years old, they had to soak in the morning medicated wine every day when they couldn't beat, and then practiced boxing with their elders. Taste. After he was twelve years old, he took this book and practiced it by himself. The adults didn't even bother to ask, plus the ten-year exam, it seems that these were passed down from the 'Tuosha Zongzong'.

Master Wen ignored the thought of Wen Leyang, and slowly told him the past of the Menzong. Although these things are not classified, only those who have passed the ten-year examination as a disciple of Menzong are eligible to know.

Ten years later, the three teachers and brothers came back to see the masters, and Tuo Xie naturally rejoiced. He praised him fiercely and set a test for the next day. The thunder and thunder hit the world, and after the wind and thunder passed, the three brothers and sisters discovered that the teacher was gone.

It is not known whether Tuoxia ’s disappearance was Tianxun, Lei Dun, Feisheng, or whether it became a lightning rod accidentally. Anyway, Master was gone, and Ge San confirmed the skills between each other. Same, very different. The brother's surname is Wen, and he studied poisoning. The second brother is a Miao who practiced witchcraft. The younger brother, Luo, learned the secret techniques of corpse control.

When I heard that Wen Leyang couldn't help it anymore, he interjected and asked, "It's our younger family, the young seedlings of Qi Niang Mountain in Shuzhong, and the Luoyaling Family in South Sichuan!"

Master Wen nodded with a smile, a good-natured look, he didn't take Wen Leyang to intervene casually: "Wen is not grass, Miao is not in contact, the ancestors who can't die on Crow Ridge are those three brothers. Leaning Patriarch led thunder and escaped ... "

Wen Leyang noticed that the other two grandpas and Uncle Wen swallowed their lips together, attracted thunder and escaped, and blow it.

Anyway, the teacher soared in a very different way. The three teachers and brothers felt that they were orthodox, and they dared not fight against the teacher ’s wishes. In the end, the three teachers and brothers agreed that whoever finds the master ’s whereabouts first For big.

Naturally, Master was not found. The three brothers and sisters also parted ways and practiced separately. Although no one could get the way to immortality in the end, all of them had their own branches and leaves. The ten-year college entrance examination has also become a common rule among the three, and even the day is the same: the memorial day when the ancestor was struck by thunder. All the disciples who passed the exams were self-proclaimed by Tuoshamen.

Brother Zeng Jin ’s agreement also became the ancestor ’s legacy, and became an innate but meaningless task for the three disciples who passed the exam.

Wen Leyang's eyes were full of excitement, and he asked cautiously: "Grandpa, is our Wen family's practice of cultivating the sky?" Like most of the disciples at home, he thought that the Wen family was once a Jianghu school, ancestral. The poison gong has been passed down to this day, and I never thought that the Wenchuan family in Western Sichuan had such a background similar to that of the Cultivation School. Of course, no one can say bad things about Cultivation. In short, the last Thunder came strangely.

Senior Wen took a sip of tea and replied with some guilty conscience: "That is of course! Our grandfather and grandfather are strange people who know the world by law, and the secret technique passed down is naturally the way to repair the sky!"

Snorted, the second and third grandpas, who had been so lifeless, glanced at each other and smiled.

"But ..." Old Man Wen coughed and continued to talk, "I haven't heard of people in Wen, Miao, and Luo's families who became immortal and sanctified in the past two thousand years, but the ancestors left behind. Surely it ’s okay. I ’d like to come either because we ca n’t get home with kung fu practice, or if we do n’t have the great wisdom of the patriarch's epiphany. ”

Poo, the other two old men were happy again.

Old Master Wen patted the table in a lavish manner, and turned back to his two old brothers: "What kind of music are you, what our father said to us like this!"

Master Wen San glanced at Wen Leyang and said lightly, "Thinking about the cultivation of heaven and becoming a holy man, just think about it, don't worry too much, but it's always right to use more work. From tomorrow, you will be with your uncle Start practicing. "

Grandpa Wen Er also spoke, and the voice was cold like the silver needle frozen in Wannian Xuanbing: "You listen to me, whether it is the identity of Tuo Xiezong, or the secret technique you will contact in the future, it is still not allowed. Others leaked half a word! Otherwise, according to the rules of the ancestors, you would n’t even think about the whole body! "

Wen Tunhai also whispered from the side: "In a few years, when your skills are successful, everyone will give you a question. After passing, it will be regarded as a formal teacher, and then it will be regarded as a real Tuoshamen."

Wen Leyang's heart was awe-inspiring, he quickly knelt on the ground while kowtowing, and made a pure oath. Immediately happily eating carrots and going home to sleep, his dad didn't come to ask him what happened. The Wen family was up and down, but the rules were strict. Even the elders and their sons could not say anything to their parents.

The conversation in the village head house made his pores open and shrink happily. The legends of the disciples in the Wen family, the people in Tuoshamen, and the cultivating the heavens, let Wen Leyang find his dream in an instant.

After Wen Leyang left, Old Man Wen ’s big house quickly fell silent. The three old men sat silently. Uncle Wen Tunhai hung his hands aside. No one spoke for a while. Only Uncle Wen San coughed twice, and he made poison early. When I accidentally injured my hand, the lung was too yin and lung meridian, and fell into a coughing stubborn illness, which was not cured in my whole life.

Finally, Mrs. Wen spoke, looking at his two brothers: "How do you like this boy?"

It seems that Wen Er didn't even take care of his elder brother's words. Only Wen Wen answered: "Stupid. The two strong points in the mountain are limited ..."

Grandpa Wen smiled and said nothing, turned his head to look at Wen Tunhai, and there were also inquiries in his eyes. Wen Tunhai thought for a while before answering: "Among their children, Leyang's qualifications are not the most Good, but kind-hearted, always a good old man among siblings, and the child ’s thoughts also have merits! "

Old Master Wen's eyes flashed a look of appreciation: "His thoughts, how to say?"

Wen Tunhai shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Xiyang Dan looks like a child's play. Actually, it is definitely a sinister thing for men. Of course, he will not have bad thoughts for me to test the drug, at most it is a treasure and a joke. , But you can abandon the poison in the college entrance examination, do n’t take the opportunity to use the medicine to answer the question, this kind of thinking is still good at his age, hey! "

Grandpa Wen excitedly patted the table: "Tun Hai said it well! These two points are what I like about this kid. When he came to him, he had a good character, never cared about his family, and never competed with other children since childhood. Bullying is not a serious matter; secondly, it is his mind. When it comes to the ability to use poison, there are not a few of the disciples who are better than him. He is hard to stand out. Instead of doing so, it is better to open a new path. It is sweet. Salty, whether it hurts or hurts ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ As long as you can win the other party, it is really poisonous! "

The third gentleman snorted softly: "He is so good at heart, but his qualifications are not good ... Hey." Then he paused for a moment, then looked up at the sky outside.

Pieces of heavy black clouds are coming from a distance, the bright starry night is engulfed by a large piece, and the summer night that has just flickered with stars is suddenly filled with wind and rain.

"This piece of wind and rain depends on this kid?" Wen Lao San's voice was very low, as if muttering to himself.

Uncle Wen didn't hear what he said, and suddenly asked Wen Tonghai an irrelevant sentence: "Old Nine and Old Thirteen, how are you doing now?"

Wen Tunhai smiled confidently: "You can rest assured that Nine Brothers and Thirteen Brothers have been entering the country well. If they don't play conspiracies or tricks, the two of them will join forces. I'm not sure to deal with them."

Grandpa Wen nodded slightly, but sighed for no reason: "That's good, that's good, the two children didn't say anything, but it's a pity that their brains are not good, but ... this is also good. In addition, how about that thing What happened to them? "

Wen Tunhai shook his head: "It is estimated that it is not yet time."

Uncle Wen smiled bitterly: "This one is also in a hurry, come slowly ... Swallow the sea, that Xiyang Pill, did you really not eat it?"

Wen Tunhai said with a loud voice: "If it is highly toxic, it is nothing but multiplication of the physical properties, it is poisonous, and no matter how powerful it is, I can measure it. After that, I did n’t think about it at all. I did n’t know until night ... "

In the eyes of the second master, a rare smile passed by: "Are you enduring thirty-six days, or are you holding your urine for twelve hours?"

Wen Tunhai hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth and said: "I hold my urine!"