In the back mountain shrouded in death, strong poisonous gas permeated the surroundings, and corpses could be seen everywhere without anyone paying attention.
The two disciples walked cautiously inside with their faces covered.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and their hair suddenly stood up, and they couldn't help but speed up their pace.
"Be careful!" one of them said.
I saw two people holding a stretcher, carrying the scarred Qi Mingchen like a corpse.
The whip marks deep into the bone are shocking!
"Why be careful? Even if this person dies, we can't blame him!" Another person said dissatisfied.
"That's not what I'm talking about. The corpse behind the mountain is so angry. It's your first time doing this job. I remind you to be careful!"
"Didn't you take the detoxification pill?" He didn't care.
This man said with hatred: "Even a strong person like the Innate Elder of the Inner Sect will be poisoned if he stays in there for a long time! The effect of this medicine is limited. If you are not careful, you will not be blamed for your death!"
The other person also closed his mouth after hearing this and did not dare to say anything. He glanced sadly at the dying man on the wooden board and unconsciously quickened his pace.
They casually threw the person deep in the back mountain and left in a hurry.
pain!
Qi Mingchen's mind was filled with pain, and the severe pain made his consciousness gradually blur.
The cold ground was close to the wound, and blood seeped into the soil, nourishing the strong death energy.
Dying?
He thought vaguely, maybe it was too cold, and the pain seemed to gradually decrease.
He has paid too much for his quota. As a third-class sect, the Canglong Sect is an affiliated force of the second-class Sword Pavilion. The two are completely different in terms of resources and power.
Just one month's opportunity to practice formations in the sword pavilion attracted countless unpredictable murderous intentions.
Once upon a time, he failed to awaken his spiritual roots, and this became his last chance.
And now that he has awakened his spiritual roots, he is even more unlikely to miss this opportunity to improve his strength!
Three months to go...
At that time, the disciples who have quotas will go to the sword pavilion to practice.
Once he dies here, the quota will inevitably be redistributed.
Not willing to give in!
It is obvious that he has awakened and has entered the door of practice.
They were all destroyed by the seven merciless whips!
Just one whip from the Punishment Pavilion is enough to kill an ordinary person on the spot!
Liu Minghua...
The senior brother he grew up with was the best person to him.
Not only Liu Minghua, but also the Canglong Sect, the place where he grew up has lost all warmth, leaving only ruthless blades and indifference.
With hatred and anger, Qi Mingchen completely fell into a coma.
The cold wind blew the air of death, and the corrosive aura infected Qi Mingchen's broken body.
Suddenly, something happened to his body.
If anyone could see this scene, they would be shocked!
There seemed to be a suction force in his body, gathering the life-threatening energy around him little by little, tempering his body.
The injury is gradually recovering under the golden light!
The pure and evil energy did not interfere with each other, and reached a balance in his body and ran independently.
The faint golden light slowly and steadily traveled throughout the body, purifying energy.
…
In the main hall of Canglong Mountain, several elders were discussing something intensely.
"Since Qi Mingchen is dead, the quotas should naturally be reallocated!" The third elder suggested while maintaining a kind smile and speaking in a tone that presided over the overall situation.
Faced with the appearance of the Third Elder taking over the throne, the First Elder snorted dissatisfiedly, "I have never heard that the punishment in the Punishment Pavilion is already so severe. It is ridiculous for people in the Foundation Establishment stage to harm their fellow disciples in the Core Formation stage. Second Elder, you Do you still want to remain indifferent if your son dies?"
The second elder closed his eyes and replied calmly, "He has nothing to do with me anymore. Whether he is alive or dead has nothing to do with me."
But the clenched fists under his sleeves revealed that he was not as calm as he appeared.
As the only female, the Fourth Elder watched the secret fight among several elders with cold eyes, folding her arms and sneering.
Facing the arguing people, the leader rubbed his forehead and said:
"Okay, that's it. Let's warn the branch elders of the Punishment Pavilion. For the sake of fairness, the last place in the outer sect will be decided through a competition in one month!"
After giving the order, the leader did not stay any longer and left first. Seeing this, the other elders also left in a hurry.
Before leaving, the third elder glanced at the second elder proudly and said mockingly: "It seems that our second elder is no longer the same as we were a few years ago. Remember to drink more tea, nourish your mind, and don't get angry."
Seeing no reaction, he smiled pretending to be generous and left with his hands behind his back.
The hall became quiet, and the second elder who had been staying slowly opened his eyes, looking in the direction of the mountain behind with complex eyes.
After a long time, his eyes returned to indifference.
Three days later.
The back mountain of Canglong Sect.
"puff!"
Qi Mingchen, who had been unconscious for three days, stood up suddenly and spit out a mouthful of black blood, which sprayed on the ground, exuding a stench.
He coughed a few times, leaned on the ground and looked around.
The thick dark clouds were so black that they turned purple, accompanied by faint thunder, and corpses were strewn nearby, with the clothing of Canglong Sect disciples remaining on their bodies.
The poisonous gas spread all over the back mountain, and there was no life at all.
Qi Mingchen lowered his head and smiled bitterly. He already understood that this was the back mountain where everyone in the sect would change their expressions upon hearing this.
"Oops!"
His expression changed, and his desire to survive made him understand that this was not a place to stay.
He stood up quickly and then froze.
"what happened?"
Feeling the full spiritual power in his body, he lifted up his blood-stained cuffs. His arms were smooth and flawless, and the wounds that were originally visible to the bones had long since disappeared.
When I first awakened my spiritual roots and broke through the Dantian stage, there wasn't much spiritual energy in my Dantian, but at this moment, my spiritual energy was full and I felt comfortable all over.
"No one would have thought that not only am I not dead, I am also alive and well!"
There was no excitement in his tone, and there was even a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
In the dangerous back mountain, not only was he not poisoned, but he also became a completely different person, and his spiritual power increased greatly after his injuries.
At this time, he remembered the Wraith Divine Veins that he had awakened not long ago, stopped thinking about leaving as soon as possible, sat cross-legged and began to practice.
A wisp of pale golden energy traveled throughout the body, gathering the nearby death energy.
Soon after, Qi Mingchen's pores began to discharge black impurities, and then slowly opened his eyes.
He rubbed off the impurities he had just discharged, compared it with the black blood he vomited out at the beginning, and came to the conclusion:
The Wraith Divine Vein can absorb pure energy and expel impure impurities from the body.
While in a coma, the technique operates autonomously and accumulates in the chest. The mouthful of black blood spit out when he woke up just now is probably the impurities accumulated in the past few days.
Now that he was awake, he was actively running his skills, and the dead energy impurities he absorbed no longer accumulated in his chest, but were excreted from his body through his sweat glands.
"I see..." A smile appeared on the corner of Qi Mingchen's mouth.
People outside are eyeing his spot, and this is the perfect place for him to accumulate strength.
Then, no one would have thought that a place that was scary in the eyes of others would now become the safest place for him!
