The Second Immortal Road

The disappearance of 　　 Chi Yu abandoned in Zhu Chi Garden set off a great storm. The Zhu Chi family can be said to be looking for the Chi family young master at all costs.

　　 However, in the first two months Zhu Chiyuan was still looking for Chi Yucai on a large scale, but as time passed by, the hope of finding Chi Yucai was gradually lost in Zhu Chiyuan. The name Chi Yucai slowly faded out of Zhu Chiyuan.

　　 The disappearance of Chi Yucai’s disappearance out of thin air surprised Zhu Yiwen and Han Ming. A big living person could have disappeared from the heavily guarded Zhu Chi Garden, with no one or a corpse alive. However, the two of them were only surprised, and after a few days they completely left it behind. After all, they were not familiar with Chi Yuqi.

　　 What should Han Ming do, practicing swordsmanship, practicing Wuming Shuai, helping Hua Lao test poison, and passing by without knowing the years.

　　 Spring has gone and autumn has come, and spring has gone and autumn has come again. In the blink of an eye, Han Ming has lived in Zhu Chi Garden for two years. He has grown much taller and matured a lot.

In the past two years, he retreats with Hua Lao six times, and finally eats all the poisons. What is left is the new type of poison that Hua Lao spent more than 20 years fusing 36 kinds of poisons into one. NS.

　　 In the past two years, his three-layer technique of Invisible Sword Jue has been cultivated to completion, and his strength has greatly increased by one layer. .

And Han Ming’s Nayuangong has long since stopped cultivating. If you want to achieve the point where Hua Lao kills people invisible and takes the top ranks beyond tens of meters, you don’t even want to achieve it after more than ten years of diligent practice. Han Ming really didn't have that time.

　　 Although Han Ming’s Nayuan Zhenqi in his body can’t fight with others, the injections are more than enough to cure diseases and detoxify.

With his superhuman memory, the medical book on Hua Laoming's face was almost read by Han Ming. He is now a little genius doctor. In the past two years, he has helped some guards in Zhu Chiyuan to detoxify and cure diseases from time to time. Small and medium-sized are well-known.

　　 The only shortcoming in the past two years is that his nameless mouth seems to have encountered a bottleneck. He has been stuck at the top of the third layer and failed to break through again. Fortunately, Han Ming has recently felt the bottleneck loosen.

　　 After two years of getting along, Han Ming gradually discovered that Hua Lao is not a bloodthirsty person by nature. It is also a good thing to be Hua Lao's disciple, and Hua Lao has passed on his many medical skills over the past two years, which makes him very grateful.

　　 Han Ming secretly calculated that as long as Mr. Hua really regarded him as a disciple, he could also regard Mr. Hua as a master from the bottom of his heart.

"Today is the day agreed with Hua Shi. This Baizhi blood poison is finally going to be relieved, and the big brother is safe, and this is the last medicinal bath for him, and his mother can also relieve the poison. He came out for sure. Very happy.” When Han Ming thought of Zhu Yiwen, the corners of his mouth rose up, and then he walked to the old mansion.

　　 Without great effort, Han Ming went to Hua Lao’s cave in the mountain. Perhaps it was a reward for Han Ming’s active cooperation over the past two years. Hua Lao now allows Han Ming to enter and leave the cave freely.

　　 Old Hua was sitting on a stone chair, and when he saw Han Ming walking in slowly, his face opened up with a smile.

　　 "This time the drug trial is very important. You can't solve it alone. I will take care of it." Hua Lao put his hands on his back, his expression a little serious.

Seeing Mr. Hua’s expression, Han Ming couldn’t help but mumble about this detoxification. In the past, he took it one by one. Now this time, the poison is a fusion of 36 kinds of strange poisons. The toxicity is evident. .

　　 "Han Ming, do you know why my temperament is sometimes inconsistent?" Hua Lao asked lightly.

"The disciple doesn't know, but I still hope Master will answer." Han Ming was shocked. In fact, Han Ming was also very confused. This question had troubled him for two years. He still didn't understand why Hua Lao was kind and good-looking at times, but he could change in the next moment. To be indifferent and ruthless.

"In fact, this is the effect of the 36 kinds of poisons on my body. I didn't take Poison King Herb at the beginning, and I couldn't resist all the poisons. Whenever the poison came out, my temperament would change drastically." Old Hua looked on. Very indifferent, as if narrating things that have nothing to do with him.

　　 After listening to Hua Lao's explanation, Han Ming couldn't help but sighed like this. It seems that Hua Lao has not had a good life these years. He has to suffer from schizophrenia every day.

"Master, if I am also immune to these 36 poisons, will your poison be relieved? Master's temperament will not need to change much!" Han Ming raised his head. , Looked at Hua Lao.

　　 "I hope so, okay, let's get ready to start, our time is running out!" Hua Lao turned his head and walked into the inner room.

"Han Ming, I hope this poisonous emperor grass can completely resist this poison, otherwise, even if you merge the poison and detoxify the Baizhi blood poison, your temperament will change like mine." Thought silently in my heart.

　　 Soon Han Ming and Hua Lao arrived in a stone room. Like the previous secret room, the wall of this secret room was also inlaid with a bright white mineral, emitting a faint light.

Old Hua turned to the edge of a stone platform, grabbed a small dagger with one wave of his hand, and opened a wound with a light gesture on his own arm. The blood flowed out, and Old Hua took it smoothly. It stopped after a green jade bowl was filled with a bowl of blood.

Mr. Hua took a small porcelain bottle from the stone platform, and then poured the powder in the porcelain bottle onto the wound on his arm. I don’t know what kind of healing medicine the powder is, but it’s the work of five or six breaths on Mr. Hua’s arm. The wound no longer bleeds.

　　 Old Hua took a small porcelain bottle again and poured the liquid inside into the bowl of blood. A surprise happened. The blood that was still bright red turned green in the blink of an eye.

"In fact, when we use our body to cultivate antidote in this way, we can not only cultivate antidote, but also make out many poisons. Now our flesh and blood are not only antidote, but also poison. As long as we control it a little, the antidote and poison can be used. Transformed in one thought." Old Hua passed the bowl of green blood to Han Ming.

　　 Han Ming took the bowl of blood with both hands, hesitated in his eyes. This bowl of blood contained 36 kinds of virulent poisons that were unimaginable.

　　 "The disciple drank it now." Han Ming sat on a stone bed and looked at the old Hua who was standing by.

　　 "Drink, I'm still here." Old Hua took out his silver needle from his arms and spread it out on the stone bed.

　　 "Guru, Guru." Han Ming drank the bowl of blood clean with two mouthfuls.

　　 Han Ming smashed his mouth. He was surprised to find that the bowl of blood had no **** smell at all. On the contrary, it had a fragrance of vegetation, and it was sweet and delicious after the mouth. He had the urge to yell and try another bowl.

　　 But it didn't take long for Han Ming's meridians to wander around, and the skin on his body became flushed, and at the same time, various poisonous spots formed under the skin.

　　 Han Ming lost consciousness only with a snort, and fainted completely, but the toxins in his whole body did not disappear, and he was still madly destroying his body.

At this time, Old Hua's ten fingers were like the wind, and he kept piercing Han Ming with needles. After a while, Han Ming's body was shining, but Hua Lao did not stop. On the contrary, he took out another roll of silver needles, quickly. A needle was put on Han Ming.

　　In the secret room, Mr. Hua kept piercing Han Ming with needles.

　　……

When Han Ming woke up again, he was lying naked in a cauldron. There were many other things in the cauldron besides him, such as ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum, which were only ordinary. There were strange things in the pot, such as Some live poisonous scorpions, poisonous centipedes and the like, even have a few pieces of rotten wood floating.

　　Han Ming crawled out of the edge of the pot and looked out, only to see Nan'er squatting on the ground, putting firewood under the cauldron, as if cooking.

　　 "You only succeed when you go back, and you need a medicated bath to completely blend." Hua Lao stood outside the cauldron with his hands on his back, his face a little pale.

　　 Han Ming naturally didn't dare not listen. He immediately sat back in the cauldron and began to absorb the liquid medicine in the pot. There were a lot of rare medicinal materials in the pot, and the medicinal properties were extremely abundant.

　　 In the past two years, Han Ming has had twenty or thirty medicated baths, both large and small. Therefore, he is still very familiar with absorbing liquid medicine, but it is the first time to take medicated baths in a pot.

　　 After Han Ming completely absorbed the medicinal properties of the liquid medicine, he began to fuse the toxins in his body. This process was still extremely simple, and he completed it in about half an hour.

　　 After the fusion of toxins was completed, he did not waste the medicinal properties in his body, but hit the iron while it was hot, and refined the medicinal properties in his body with an unknown technique.

　　 Originally, Han Ming's nameless technique was trapped at the third level peak and could not break through~www.wuxiaspot.com~ What he lacked was just an opportunity. At this time, with the help of powerful medicinal properties, the bottleneck was broken in an instant.

Han Ming went directly to the fourth level of Wumingkoujue. He suddenly felt a chill in his chest, and then a pain in his head. It felt like he was squeezed into a ball of cotton. He shook his head vigorously before feeling his mind. There is more memory in it.

　　 Han Ming immediately ecstatic after combing through those memories. He couldn't hide this joy at all, and almost jumped out of the cauldron.

　　 "What's wrong with the young master? Is the water too hot? I'll make the fire smaller." Nan'er was taken aback by Han Ming's actions, and she quickly asked, for fear of something wrong with Han Ming's heat.

　　 "It's okay, but the detoxification was successful. I am a little happy. Sister Nan'er don't have to worry." Han Ming realized that he was a little gaffe. He tried to calm his mood, but he still couldn't hide the joy in his eyebrows.

　　 Han Ming jumped out of the big iron pot and steadily landed on the bluestone floor. He pulled a piece of clothing beside him, put it on his body indiscriminately, and then bowed slightly to the old man standing in front of him.

　　 "The disciples have successfully merged."

　　 "Good, good." Hua Lao couldn't help showing joy, and Bai Zhi's blood poison that had troubled him for more than 20 years was finally solved.

　　 "Sister, my elder brother failed to save you back then, and left your daughter in a coma for several years. Now I can finally get rid of the Cecilia blood poison by himself." Hua Lao's expression was joyful for a while, and painful again for a while, it was really weird.

　　 "Leave a bowl of blood, go down, I want to be alone and quietly." Hua Lao ordered Han Ming gently.

　　 Han Ming naturally didn't dare to neglect, he immediately opened his arms, put a bowl of blood, said back, and took Nan'er to leave Hualao Dongfu.