"are you OK?"
Ning Xia nodded, but did not speak. After all, the mixed poison is powerful. Even though Zhenjun Yuanheng is protecting the law, Ningxia still inevitably absorbs some of it.
It was poison, not a colored spray. If it hadn't been prepared, Ningxia might have been lying on the ground like some people outside.
Seeing that Ning Xia was feeling very uncomfortable, True Lord Yuan Heng very considerately shook the air around him with the corner of his robe, barely clearing a relatively clear area for Ning Xia.
"This kind of poison..." Zhenjun Yuanheng looked curiously as he twirled the little pink on his fingertips. He felt that his fingertips were a little warm, and a rush of strong medicinal properties went straight to his forehead, and he began to tear it like a hook. Internal spiritual energy and active nerves.
This poison can actually connect the five senses, creating a synaesthesia effect. If it succeeds, the pain of the poisoned person will increase more than ten times, and all the senses of the poisoned person will be attacked in all directions.
Seeing that the other party still wanted to catch him, Ning Xia couldn't help but pull him away: "Don't move. True Lord Yunmao also said before that if he is really contaminated, not many alchemists can detoxify us from this kind of poison——"
This thing is really a high-risk item, so please stop working... Ningxia secretly muttered something in her heart, but she still didn't dare to say it out loud.
True Lord Yuan Heng didn't care about Ning Xia's rudeness, and looked at the "thick fog" in front of him, thoughtfully.
Their current situation is weird enough... Both of them are obviously in this deadly poisonous mist, but if you look carefully, it seems that they have put on a transparent barrier to keep out the pale pink poisonous mist.
The reason why they are so leisurely now is all thanks to Wu Ying. This was predicted by the other party in advance.
Over the years, he had battled wits and courage with Fifth Son, and he understood the other person better than anyone else. He was confident that even if Lingtai was reborn, he might not be able to understand Fifth Son as well as he did.
Wu Ying knew that the other party's talent in poison path was unparalleled, and his talent in this area has become more and more obvious in recent years.
In the world of cultivation, the most important thing to not underestimate is the alchemist, because you don't know which bottle of medicine the other person has made will kill you, and which one can save your life.
The fifth son has a deep mind. Although he often behaves crazily, most of the time he acts carefully and rarely makes mistakes.
Wu Ying also thought about the opponent's last move, so he prepared some special spiritual tools early and distributed them to everyone before setting off. Unexpectedly, they came in handy.
"Such a person... it's a pity." If he hadn't taken a detour, it was inevitable that he would achieve something.
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There is no use keeping this thing in your hand. If he dies in battle, it will become a trophy for people like Mingyue Sect and a source of discussion for others to comment on. It would be better to take him away with his brothers, which would preserve a little more blood for their direct lineage.
Fifth Purple thought so at the time, so he endured the backlash and cut off the connection between him and the seal in a very rough way, thinking of transferring it to the other party on the spot.
At that time, the fifth son was about to hit the bloody object in his palm. Fifth Purple also clearly felt that the scattered spiritual power circulation had connected with the other party's spiritual power, and it only took a few more breaths to completely transfer the entire seal.
It's a pity that the person he chose to hand over subconsciously cut off this fragile connection, either because he was too vigilant or because he had some hidden agenda, resulting in only half of the handover of the seal being completed. The fifth purple also suffered a lot of backlash from this, which also accelerated the time he had left.
Presumably Fifth Purple's mood at that time was also full of mixed feelings.
Subsequently, the Fifth Purple died, and the Fifth Son and the remaining people were rescued by the Fifth Family members who came to the rescue in time. This secret was also buried in the ashes underneath along with the altar that was burned down by the evil formation.
It was not until today that the Fifth Ying exposed it on the spot, and the other person involved was able to know this secret that should have been hidden underground forever.
The seal had changed its owner a long time ago... Wu Ying had already noticed it when he got the seal from Ningxia.
The first owner of this seal was not him. Its previous owner seemed to have used it to initiate an ownership transfer, but it obviously failed and only half of the ownership was transferred.
Because he was also the owner of this seal and had an inextricable blood relationship with the previous owner, he managed to obtain the ownership of the other half by relying on the bond of the ancestral weapon. It's just that the other half of the ownership is still unbreakable...
Originally, Fifth Purple thought that Lingtai had transferred half of the ownership of the object to fellow Daoist Lin. Otherwise, it would be difficult for the child to continue operating it. But after some contact, Fifth Purple discovered that the general ownership rights did not belong to Ningxia, and there was no trace of any seal on the girl.
The spiritual platform must have used some method to isolate the influence of the seal on it, so she could hold the seal all the way without suffering any harm.
In fact, he should have thought that the child was very measured, so how could he let outsiders get their hands on the symbol of their clan?
Judging from the transfer of ownership of this seal, there is probably nothing that can be done about it. Unfortunately--
That person's efforts were in vain.
Is it... like this?
Fifth Purple's hands behind his back curled up inaudibly, and his expression changed rapidly. Because the changes were so fast, his muscles twitched slightly, making his whole face look a little ferocious.
He seemed to want to laugh, but also seemed to want to cry. He seemed to be out of breath, and looked like he was crazy.
Actually...it is indeed crazy. The fifth son has always been a madman, a madman who cannot be tolerated in the world and is not accepted by his family.
And his life seems to have only the meaning of hatred besides madness.
But after he did countless crazy things and took such a path of no return, someone suddenly jumped out and told him that he actually had other choices in life, and that his life was not what he saw... …Will he regret it?
No, no, he won't regret it.
All mistakes and sins are his own choices, and he will not regret or be ashamed of the choices he made. He will not be grateful or hopeful. People who are born in hell do not have such soft emotions.
He has not received normal social education, and no one has taught him how to be a human being or how to be a good person. For him, lawlessness, ruthlessness and disorder are the truth of this world.
Maybe to him, the people in this world are a bunch of crazy people. He would never admit his mistake.
But Fifth Purple is different.
This guy seemed to be no different from any other annoying guy, hilariously stupid and annoying in equal measure. But he was different in the fifth son's heart.
This person was the only light for him in this dark sky. Through this light, he seemed to see many different colors.
