Soul-exhausting grass is a very deadly poisonous weed. Its toxicity is so strong that even monks in the Liandan stage will be affected by it, and the cultivation level of the casual cultivator at that time was only in the late stage of Qi training.
If an ordinary monk came across the Soul-Destroying Grass, he would definitely stay away from it, but that casual cultivator practiced poison skills. When he saw the Soul-Destroying Grass, it was like seeing a peerless treasure! He took this Juehun Grass on the spot, and then immediately practiced the Poison Technique, in order to turn all the poison of the Juehun Grass into his own cultivation!
However, the poison of Juehun Grass is too great! No matter how this casual cultivator uses the poison technique, he can't even do the most basic refining of poison, let alone improving his cultivation!
After holding on in the mountain for about half a day, the casual cultivator finally died from the poison of the Juehun Grass.
During the whole process of this incident, the senior of Qingyang Sect has been just watching. No matter what happened, the other party has never intervened...
In addition to the record of this incident in the book, the senior of Qingyang Sect also wrote two paragraphs of comments at the end of the story.
First, this casual cultivator is very ambitious. If the opponent waits for his cultivation to reach the peak of the foundation building stage and then takes this Soul-Ending Grass, not only will he not die, but the chance of successfully forming a pill will also be greatly improved!
The second is that the level of the Poison Technique is too low to suppress the toxicity of the Soul-Ending Grass. If the Poison Technique practiced by this casual cultivator is not a low-grade human level but a high-grade Xuan-level, then even if the opponent cannot refine the Soul-Ending Grass, Toxic, and you won’t be poisoned to death...
Seeing this, Zhou Tu immediately closed the book with a thick smile on his face.
"What are you laughing at?" At this time, Ning Yan asked curiously.
"I was thinking, that joke you just told was so great!" Zhou Tu replied with a smile.
Hearing this, Ning Yan suddenly looked proud, and then replied: "Of course! Do you want me to tell you another one?"
"No!" Zhou Tu replied without thinking.
"Why?" Ning Yan asked.
Of course it's because your jokes are terrible! Zhou Tu thought this in his heart, but said: "One joke of this level is enough a day. If I hear too many jokes, I will laugh so much that I can't sleep at night."
Ning Yan suddenly laughed happily and said immediately: "Then, I will tell you one story every day from now on!"
The corner of Zhou Tu's mouth twitched slightly, and just as he was thinking of an excuse to refuse, he saw a girl who looked almost exactly like Ning Yan, but with a different color of dress walking over.
"Yan'er, what's the matter, you're smiling so happily?" the girl asked immediately, and soon came to Ning Yan.
"Sister, why are you here?" Ning Yan asked in surprise, hugging the girl's arm.
Seeing this, Zhou Tu immediately knew that this girl was Ning Yan's sister, Ning Yu. She was also at the third level of Qi training, but she seemed unable to defeat Ning Yan.
"I saw you stayed in Yushu Pavilion for so long and didn't come back. I was worried that some people with evil intentions would attack you." Ning Yu replied calmly, and then looked at Zhou Tu coldly.
"How could it be? This is Qingyang Sect, who dares to do such a thing? And I have reached the third level of Qi training, who is better than me in the outer sect?" Ning Yan said immediately.
Zhou Tu smiled slightly, Ning Yan really didn't understand anything!
"You sisters have something to say, so I won't interrupt you." Zhou Tu said knowingly, then turned and left.
"Ah, wait! I don't know your name yet..." Ning Yan asked quickly.
"Zhou Tu." Zhou Tu replied simply, and then walked out of Yushu Pavilion.
After Zhou Tu left, Ning Yan immediately said to Ning Yu: "Sister, Senior Brother Zhou is quite interesting. He said the jokes I told were very good!"
"Senior Brother Zhou? Haha, his cultivation level is not as high as yours! You just call him Senior Brother Zhou?" Ning Yu sneered, shook her head, and then said seriously: "This Zhou Tu, you must be especially careful with him in the future! "
"Why?" Ning Yan asked puzzledly.
"He has already attacked you, but you didn't notice it at all. This is much smarter than those flies who just follow you and deliberately try to please you!"
"ah?"
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After returning to his residence, Zhou Tu immediately went to sleep.
Soon, Zhou Tu appeared on the boat in the long river of time.
Looking at the endless river of time, Zhou Tu immediately sat upright. Through the story of the casual cultivator who was poisoned to death, he already knew the reason why he could not practice!
"How similar is the experience of that casual cultivator to mine? He swallowed a piece of soul-breaking grass that could not be refined, but I inexplicably understood an uncontrollable sword intention!"
"It's just that the Soul-Ending Grass is a highly poisonous thing. Once it gets backlash, it will kill you very quickly! And my sword intention is essentially harmless, so even if it backfires, I will not be able to practice at most, but my life will be lost. There is no danger..."
"The reason why that casual cultivator was attacked was because the opponent's cultivation level was too low and his cultivation techniques were too poor! And I am the same now. My cultivation level is too low, but my sword intention is terrifyingly strong, and the Guiyuan Jue is not so good. I can't suppress the sword's intention, so I always suffer the backlash from the sword's intention while practicing!"
"It's impossible for me to forcibly improve my cultivation level now, so if I want to solve the problem of the sword's backlash, I have to practice a higher-level technique!"
"Then, there are two things I have to do. One is to find a sword technique above Xuan level, and the other is to take a look at the Qingyang Sect's Sword Enlightenment Stone from fifty years ago!"
Thinking of this, Zhou Tu did not immediately salvage the river water. The long river of time is too big. It is very difficult to find the swordsmanship skills or to see the sword enlightenment stone of Qingyang Sect fifty years ago! Unless he can clearly understand the history corresponding to each river surface!
"I first need to figure out the span of time. If I want to go back to ten days ago, how far behind the boat should I salvage the river water? If I want to go back to a year ago, how far should I salvage the river water... This only requires a few more attempts. You should be able to figure it out!”
"Then there is the location corresponding to the river. This is more troublesome. I haven't found any pattern yet..."
"I have been trying out the distance corresponding to the time span in the past few days. As for the location corresponding to the river, I can only spend a lot of time trying it slowly..."
Thinking of this, Zhou Tu immediately used his Feiyun Hand and grabbed it about a foot away from the boat.
The river water reached the boat, turned into mist, and swallowed the boat...
In a blink of an eye, Zhou Tu found himself standing on a road. In front of him, a Taoist priest of about forty years old, wearing a yellow Taoist robe, was sitting on the side of the road resting. Behind him stood a young man. Apart from being a little thinner now, my face looks exactly like mine!
"This was a month ago, when Song Min took me to Luo'an City..." Zhou Tu thought to himself, then sat down and started practicing.
After the training, Zhou Tu quickly ended the dream by jumping back in time.
Back on the boat, Zhou Tu salvaged the river water for the second time. This time, he aimed at the position ten feet directly behind the boat.
After entering the dream, Zhou Tu appeared in a city. Song Min still appeared in this dream, and the time period of this dream was ten months ago...
The dream ended and Zhou Tu returned to reality.
"One foot is one month, and ten feet is ten months. There may be a gap of a few days in between, but it shouldn't be too big! From this point of view, the time span is easy to calculate! Fifty years ago, It’s about six hundred feet behind the boat!”
