Han Yao retracted his hand into his sleeve, and there was a round wax ball in his palm. Through the whitish wax skin, you can see a small black spot hidden in the middle.
As the zhenqi surged out from Han Yao's palm, the wax ball began to fuse at a rapid speed, and the black spots inside began to twist uneasily as the temperature increased. He kept biting the wax wall with his sharp teeth, trying to escape from this hot place.
This little black dot is the fatal poison of the Burning Heart Devouring Demon. Because he had been sealed in the wax pill by Han Yao and was in a deep sleep. At this moment, he was roasted by the true energy and suddenly woke up from his deep sleep.
This natal poison likes cold by nature and cannot stand the slightest bit of scorching heat. It is only thanks to the protection of this layer of wax pills that it can stay safe and sound. Once the wax wall melts, Han Yao's true energy will instantly burn the poisonous poison down to nothing.
By then, the Heart-Scorching Demonic Poison planted in Mu Jingyu's body will immediately become demonic due to the death of his natal poison. Then from the dantian, along the meridians, he quickly climbed to Mu Jingyu's mind.
After being infected by the poison, Mu Jingyu's facial features would appear in hallucinations, imagining the people in front of him as those who had grievances against him. As a result, he was attacked by resentment and went on a killing spree.
Because the body of this poison had been fed the poison specially prepared by the Miao clan in advance, causing its body to contain powerful spiritual energy. Once the poison takes effect, it will burst out of the body and flow into the body of the person who was planted with the poison, causing his cultivation level to increase greatly in a short period of time.
As Ladan was quickly fused, the poisonous poison inside began to become more manic. At the same time, the Burning Heart Swallowing Demon planted in Mu Jingyu's Dantian also noticed the strangeness of his natal poison. He woke up from his original calm state and began to run rampant in his dantian. It seems that he is trying to find an exit to find his natal poison.
"This is the twenty-ninth move. As long as Jingyu survives one more move, he will have completed the Jiuhua Sword Technique test."
Su Yingying watched Mu Jingyu avoid Qian Ziling's long sword sideways, and was about to attack his ribs if she made a wrong step, she couldn't help but shout with joy.
Zhou Yan said, "My Miss Su, you can rest assured now. Although Mu Jingyu's performance is the worst in our class, in any case, he has passed the assessment. Even if there are several No matter how much the first and head master doesn't like him, he will have to let him join the inner sect. But I don't know that there will be that master who is willing to accept him."
Su Yingying bit her lips and said softly, "I made a special trip back to Yuntai Peak yesterday to beg Grandpa. As long as Mu Jingyu passes the examination of the inner disciples, he will be admitted to the inner disciples."
Su Yingying said these words softly, but she didn't know that in order to get Master Chiyang to agree, he had to kneel in front of him for an hour. Seeing that he couldn't resist her, and worried that Su Yingying's thin body would not be able to handle it, Chiyang had no choice but to reluctantly agree.
Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment in disbelief, and then said in shock, "Master Chiyang really promised you? He won't lie to you, right?"
It's no wonder Zhou Yan was so surprised. Among the eight branches of Jiuhua Mountain, Tianjue Peak is certainly the strongest, followed by Jiuyang Peak and Yuntai Peak. It would be great if Mu Jingyu could worship at the foot of Yuntai Peak.
Su Yingying was about to speak when she suddenly noticed that Mu Jingyu's figure staggered suddenly. The sword that he would have been able to dodge was struck by the sword light because of his sudden instability. If Qian Ziling hadn't noticed something strange about him in time and deflected the sword slightly, he would have hit Mu Jingyu.
"Mu Jingyu, what's wrong with you?"
Qian Ziling, who was sparring with Mu Jingyu, first noticed something strange about him. Taking advantage of the opportunity to pass him by, he asked in a low voice.
Just now, Mu Jingyu only felt that something seemed to be bumping crazily in his dantian, which caused the infuriating energy to not circulate smoothly for a while, so he slowed down a little and was almost injured by Qian Ziling's sword.
I couldn't figure out what was going on for a while, but after careful inspection, I found that the heart-burning feeling just now had disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.
"Thank you for your relationship, senior brother. I have nothing to do..."
Before Mu Jingyu finished speaking, his facial features were suddenly twisted together, as if he was in great pain, and the long sword clenched in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
Qian Ziling had just stabilized her body when she heard Mu Jingyu groan in pain and quickly turned his head to look. His face turned red, like the setting sun on the horizon.
"pain!"
Mu Jingyu felt that at this moment, his Dantian seemed to be wrapped in a ball of fire, with blazing flames emitting from the inside out. Wave after wave of rolling Qi spurted out from the hot Dantian, burning all the limbs and bones.
In this blazing heat, a small black-red insect entered his heart along the meridians. The small but sharp fangs bit into his heart in one fell swoop.
Han Yao's palm hidden in his sleeve suddenly tightened, and the surge of true energy instantly burned the wax pill without a trace. The poisonous poison of his sect, which was still in the wax pill and was struggling, also turned into ashes at this moment. ash.
"Hehehe, go crazy, Mu Jingyu! Use the sword in your hand to slaughter everything in front of you!"
Han Yao stretched out his palm with an impassive expression, and a breeze blew by, scattering the remaining powder into the air, leaving no trace.
The Burning Heart Devouring Demon, which clenched its heart, felt the death of its life poison almost at the same time. He let out a silent roar, and waves of powerful spiritual power were injected into Mu Jingyu's body from his body.
This powerful spiritual power is also mixed with a few strands of black venom. The venom quickly rushed into Mu Jingyu's brain through his constantly beating heart.
Mu Jingyu, who was in unbearable pain one moment, was immediately invaded by the toxin in his heart the next moment. The eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, mixed with a few streaks of black poison. However, within a few breaths, black threads bulged out all over his face, making it look extremely terrifying.
Qian Ziling looked at it and screamed in horror. Seeing that the originally handsome young man in front of him suddenly turned into such a terrifying face, he subconsciously took a few steps back and placed the long sword across his chest in a defensive posture.
"Jiejiejie, Jiejiejie..."
After Mu Jingyu made a few unconscious sounds, his scarlet eyes slowly raised. When he saw Qian Ziling standing with his sword horizontally, a terrifying slash suddenly appeared from the corner of his mouth.
Stimulated by the death of his natal poison, the Burning Heart Devouring Demon was furious and injected the poison into Mu Jingyu's mind, passing on his resentment to him. At the same time, this toxin also has a strong hallucinogenic effect.
Now, the scene he saw was no longer the people on the Jade Xiao Stage, but the scene in Wuji Market Square three years ago. The stone pillar that towered in the sky and was engraved with He Xiaozi from Mount Jiuhua also became the altar where Bi Yun was bound.
Qian Ziling looked at Mu Jingyu warily and couldn't figure out why he suddenly became like this. He shouted tentatively, "Mu Jingyu? Why is your face so scary! Is something wrong?"
Before he finished speaking, Mu Jingyu flew towards him. The ferocious face was full of hatred. While he was wondering, Mu Jingyu had already thrust his long sword towards him.
"Old Taoist priest, you actually want to burn Bi Yun to death, I have to kill you!"
Mu Jingyu is now completely wrapped in anger and fantasy. Qian Ziling, who was standing far away, was also regarded by him as Master Tongxuan.
The two swords struck each other and made a crisp sound. Qian Ziling was startled by Mu Jingyu's terrifying face at first, and hurriedly raised his sword to respond. He only felt a strong force coming from the sword, which made his hands numb and almost caused the sword to fly away. out.
In his eagerness, he ignored the promise he had made to Zhou Yan not to fight Mu Jingyu with his true energy. He drew out the true energy in his dantian in time and poured it crazily into the sword body. Only then could he withstand Mu Jingyu's angry blow.
The young people watching around did not notice Mu Jingyu's strange appearance for a while because they were a little far away. On the thirtieth move, I saw that he suddenly changed his previous defensive posture and began to take the initiative. I thought he wanted to show off his strength in the last few moves, so as to win the appreciation of the leaders, who all cheered him up loudly.
Only Zhou Wenyi, who was standing below the ring, was the first to notice Qian Ziling's nervous expression. Looking carefully, he saw that his long sword had made a slight sound, and the right hand holding the sword hilt began to tremble slightly. Obviously, he had poured all his energy into the sword, but it was still difficult to resist.
"Mu Jingyu, what do you want to do? Stop it quickly!"
Qian Ziling was surprised to find that Mu Jingyu, who was only in the middle stage of concentration, had suddenly surpassed him in cultivation. And now the strength coming from the sword is still increasing. In just a few breaths, he will have strength that exceeds that of the late Concentration Stage.
A stern look flashed in Mu Jingyu's eyes, and he snorted coldly, "Do you want me to stop and watch you burn Bi Yun to death!"
Qian Ziling was startled and said, "What's Bi Yun, what's burning to death? What are you talking about, why can't I understand it!"
Qian Ziling's confused eyes and puzzled words changed completely when they fell into Mu Jingyu's ears. Affected by fantasy, what he saw was the vicious face and cruel words of Master Tongxuan.
He stopped answering immediately and looked up at the stone statue not far away. He saw the fiery sunset glow shrouding the stone statue of He Xiaozi, like a blazing fire.
"Bi Yun, I'm here to save you!"
The Burning Heart Devouring Demon bit into his heart, and when Mu Jingyu's anger reached its peak, he poured all his spiritual power into his body. In just one moment, Mu Jingyu's cultivation level was raised to the peak of concentration.
"Old Taoist priest, get out of the way!"
Mu Jingyu suddenly raised his sword and slammed it down again. With a bang, Qian Ziling's long sword was cut off at the waist. The unabated sword was about to hit Qian Ziling's frightened eyebrows.
Suddenly, everyone who was cheering for Mu Jingyu suddenly froze in place at a loss as they looked at the angry sword light.
Master Tianyang and the other leaders finally noticed something strange about Mu Jingyu. They all stood up and looked closely at the two people in the field. Even Master Songyang, who had closed his eyes to rest his mind, woke up in an instant. It's just that everyone is too far away, and this change is too sudden, even if they save each other, it will be too late.
Just as Qian Ziling was about to die under Mu Jingyu's sword, a cyan figure suddenly appeared from under the ring. Before the figure arrived, a ray of white sword light appeared in front of Qian Ziling, just in time to block Mu Jingyu's long sword.
Mu Jingyu clenched his sword tightly and struck the white sword light with a clang. The powerful zhenqi immediately made his arms numb, and his body was shaken back a few steps before he stopped.
Before Qian Ziling could recover from the shock, Zhou Wenyi had already jumped onto the ring and dragged him behind him. Holding the sword and staring at Mu Jingyu, he asked without looking back, "Qian Ziling, please step back first!"
When Qian Ziling heard Zhou Wenyi's words, she recovered from her panic and felt that all her clothes were soaked with sweat.
"Uncle Zhou, Mu Jingyu, Mu Jingyu seems to be crazy!"
Just when Mu Jingyu struck down the first sword, something was wrong with him. He had long held his White Lotus Qinggang Sword in his hand, but he couldn't tell what happened at that time, so he didn't take action in time.
Seeing Mu Jingyu violently hurt someone, he took decisive action and rescued Qian Ziling from his sword before others could react.
"I understand, please exit the ring first. I will handle the rest."
