The Second Immortal Road

　　 On an icy stone bed, a young man sits quietly cross-legged. The young man is naked to the upper body and wearing only a pair of shame shorts on the lower body.

　　 Two silver needles were inserted symmetrically on the boy's mind. A large part of the silver needle was exposed outside. The boy slightly moved the two silver needles and then shook.

　　 This boy is covered with egg-sized spots. The spots are red, yellow, and some white with similar skin color. They look very scary.

　　There was a beautiful girl of fifteen or sixteen years old sitting beside the boy. The girl looked at the boy sitting on the stone bed without blinking, her eyes were full of worry.

　　 This boy is not Han Ming and who is it. At this time, it has been dozens of days since he came to this cave in the mountain.

　　 arrived here from the very beginning. After being asked by Hua Lao to drink a bottle of white yellow gall, he was then asked to drink white yellow gall five times, and the quantity increased every time.

　　 Every time Han Ming was tortured by the poison of white and yellow gall bladder and was about to collapse, Hua Lao would feed him some antidote, and then asked Han Ming where he was numb, and then where he would get two silver needles.

　　 It is strange to say that although the number of white and yellow gall bladder drunk has increased, Han Ming suffers less and less pain, and the place where Hua Lao puts the injection has also continued to move up each time.

This is the seventh time he has taken white yellow gall bladder. This time he drank twelve bottles of white yellow gall bladder. After drinking, he felt full, as if he had eaten a lot of snacks, which made him speechless. It's completely eating poison.

　　 Shortly after drinking the white gall bladder, Han Ming had such poisonous spots all over his body. He felt a little strange. This poisonous spot was different from before. Could it be that he drank too much this time!

Han Ming sat on a stone bed, slowly running Nayuangong. He had long discovered the characteristics of Nayuangong. Although Nayuangong cannot detoxify, Nayuangong can understand the distribution of toxins, and more importantly, Nayuangong is true. Although Qi is consumed, the amount of Na Yuan Gong Zhen Qi will increase by a big step after detoxification.

　　 Han Ming suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the beautiful girl sitting aside: "Sister Nan'er, is there an hour?"

　　 Nan'er was startled when Han Ming suddenly opened his eyes, but immediately showed joy on his face. It was nothing to think about the energetic appearance of his young master.

　　 "It's been an hour since the master drank those white and yellow gall bladder, master, are you okay, do you want me to go to Hua Lao."

　　 "I'm fine. Master has also taught me how to do it these days, so I don't need to bother him." Han Ming still respected Hua Lao.

Han Ming groaned for a moment, then raised his hands without hesitation, each pinched a silver needle on top of his head, and then ran the Na Yuan Gong, and lifted both hands gently to pull the two silver needles from his head. Come down.

　　 After the silver needle was pulled out, Han Ming's face paled for a while, but soon returned to his normal color. He sat quietly on the stone bed and began to run Na Yuan Gong, carefully observing the toxins in his body.

　　 An hour later, Han Ming was still sitting on the stone platform quietly, but at this time the poisonous spots on his body began to fade away.

　　 Han Ming opened his eyes leisurely, his eyes were bright for a while, and he exhaled a long suffocating breath, as if he wanted to spit out all the sullen air.

　　 "It's so tired to sit, is sister Nan'er here for a snack? I'm a little hungry." Han Ming touched his stomach and sighed inwardly, this poison really can't be a meal.

　　 Han Ming walked down the stone platform to the stone room full of medical classics. He still had to hurry up to increase his strength.

　　 Han Ming walked to the place where he stopped last time, took a medical book from the shelf, flipped it carefully, and Nan'er also walked in with the food at this time.

　　 Han Ming forgot the time as soon as he read the book, and several hours passed without knowing it. Then Han Ming raised his head, rubbed his astringent eyes, and looked down at the medical classics in his hand.

　　 Suddenly, Han Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't believe it. He leaned the book in his hand in front of him and read it carefully.

　　 "Monkey wine!" Han Ming muttered to himself.

　　 He put down the books in his hand and looked up to the side, only to find that Nan'er was asleep on the bookshelf again. This is not to blame Nan'er. There is nothing interesting in this mountain. What else can Nan'er do besides sleeping!

　　 Han Ming got up slowly, glanced at Nan'er calmly, and then walked out of the stone room lightly.

　　 He glanced at Hua Lao's stone chamber again, and when he saw nothing unusual, he walked straight to a secret room, which was the one full of wine jars.

　　 Han Ming entered the stone room and stayed there for a while, and when he came out again, his expression relaxed, as if he had relieved some frustration.

　　 "Now you don't have to be afraid of being treated as an appetizer with Hua Lao, this kind of self-righteous problem will really need to be changed in the future!" Han Ming laughed in his heart.

　　 Han Ming raised his foot and walked towards the stone room where the book was placed, but when he was halfway there, he slapped a hand on his shoulder.

　　 Since Wuming Fajue broke through the second layer, Han Ming's sense of hearing, smell, and vision have become sharper. Now that someone comes by his side, he has no sense at all.

"Disciple, there is still a bottle of white and yellow gallbladder here, don't waste it." Hua Lao stood behind Han Ming, looking at Han Ming kindly, his eyes were black and white, and the strange green color had disappeared long ago. Without a trace.

　　 Han Ming turned his head slowly, his expression didn't change much. To be honest, he was taken aback, but Han Ming is now able to restrain his emotions.

　　 Han Ming secretly admired Hua Lao's skill in his heart. He was extremely envious of this kind of light work that came and went without a trace, but he had never had the opportunity to practice.

　　 "Okay, Master, I'll drink it right now." Han Ming took the white and yellow gall bladder from Old Hua and drank it directly.

　　 He had drunk twelve bottles in one breath before, how could he be afraid of just one bottle now!

"You are simply, you probably also know my plan. I will not give you the antidote this time. The poison of the white and yellow gall bladder must be purified by your own body. If you succeed, you will be immune to the white and yellow gall bladder. That is the last time you took the white and yellow gall bladder." Hua Lao brushed the snow-white beard on his chest with one hand, and smiled at Han Ming.

　　 Han Ming was a little overwhelmed by Hua Lao's sudden kindness, but he understood most of it by looking at Hua Lao's black and white pupils.

　　 "The disciple must do his best!" Han Ming leaned over and bowed respectfully. He didn't want to provoke Mao Hua Lao. Although Hua Lao looks very kind now, who knows when he becomes cold and cold again.

　　 Han Ming obediently walked to the stone bed he usually lay on, then sat cross-legged on it, and began to run Nayuan Gong.

　　 At this time, Han Ming slowly calculated his experience this year in his heart. He had a dreamlike feeling, and sometimes he even thought he was dreaming.

A year ago, he was a stunned kid in a wild mountain village. What he did every day was to pick up some firewood for his father to go up the mountain, learn carpentry, and help his mother with some chores. At that time, his biggest dream was to become a like Ruyi. A decent man like the shopkeeper of a restaurant.

　　 Until that time when he returned to his ancestral house, there was an accident. It was this accident that changed his life and was destined to embark on an extraordinary road of immortality.

　　 Two months later, he obtained the nameless magic trick through the golden lock hidden in his chest, cultivated a puff of cool gas in his body, and soon left the small mountain village where he was born and raised.

　　 Later, he was forced into the desert by an old and weak lone wolf. He walked out of the desert for several months, but he was rescued by the Zhu family's motorcade because he accidentally ate the poisonous emperor grass.

　　 Hua Lao wanted him to help relieve Baizhi's blood poisoning because he had taken poisonous king grass and had a strong immunity to many poisons.

Now he was taken to this airtight cave in the mountain by Mr. Hua. He spent all day eating poison in this semi-dark space, and waited until he was poisoned and half dead before taking the antidote. He never thought of his life. It will be so "various", everything seems to be in a dream.

　　 Han Ming always feels that he is controlled by Mr. Hua. He doesn't like this feeling very much. He wants to improve his strength urgently and get rid of this situation.

　　 Han Ming carefully analyzed his current strength. He is familiar with the foreign skills of Huayuan Sword Art, but this Huayuan Sword Art is really useless, just a fancy.

He also cultivated the external sword moves of invisible swordsmanship, but the internal strength of the invisible swordsmanship was too weak to be used in actual combat. Fortunately, he found that when practicing invisible swordsmanship or Huayuan swordsmanship, at the same time There will be unexpected progress in the inner strength and mental method of practicing the invisible swordsmanship.

　　 Although the whole body aches after practicing this way, after two weeks of running the Tian Wuming Fa Jue, the pain will disappear without a trace. Han Ming believes that as long as he can practice this way for one or two years, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com his martial arts can catch up with the general guards in Zhu Chiyuan.

He also practiced Na Yuan Gong taught by Hua Lao. This Na Yuan Gong should be regarded as a medical martial art. It can be used to perform the knack of pricking acupuncture points with silver needles. It can also move silver needles dozens of meters away and kill people invisible. It is true. It is very powerful.

　　 But after more than ten years of painstaking practice, don't even want to kill people invisible. At most, you can use silver needles to treat some intractable diseases.

What Han Ming values ​​most is the nameless verbal judgment in his mind, but he really has no talent in practising this anonymous verbal judgment, and his practice is extremely slow, but fortunately, the poison antidote that Hua Lao configured is extremely useful for his unknown verbal formula. Big.

　　 In the past few days, more than a dozen bottles of antidote, his nameless mouth was pushed to the peak of the second level, and he was only close to the breakthrough.

　　 "But this nameless formula is really useless. Now I have a much better memory, a much bigger appetite, a sharper sense of hearing, vision and touch, and nothing else." Han Ming sighed quietly.

　　 "The strength is too weak, it is too early to continue eastward, and the poison of the big brother has not been solved." Han Ming couldn't help but think of the somewhat arrogant big brother.

　　 Han Ming sighed again long, but immediately he cheered up, with a trace of determination in his eyes.

　　 Han Ming checked his body for a while, he found that the poison of white and yellow bile had disappeared completely, but this time he did not take any antidote.

"I am immune. It seems that these 56 toxicities have already completed one type, and with the addition of the 36 types of Hua Lao fusion, there are still 19 types left. Two years should be more than enough!" Han Ming. Lazy, stood up slowly, and walked to the stone room where the book was placed. He had to read more medical books, maybe he would need it anytime.