The Five Poison Sect established its sect based on "poison" and competed with the outside monks. The most powerful thing was the use of poison.
Martial arts, Taoist techniques, and magical powers are only auxiliary methods for using poison.
However, the monks of the Five Poison Sects are fighting among themselves, and the poison skills used by each other have little effect. Everyone is poisonous, and they are all proficient in the five elements of poison. They grew up playing poison, so how can they be poisoned to death?
Martial arts, Taoism, and supernatural powers are the three key factors that determine the outcome of the internal battles within the Five Poison Sect.
But now in the sect's internal trial, a monk in the middle stage of the psychic realm was actually poisoned to death.
The technique is extremely simple.
It's just like the people in the market spreading lime powder.
The monk in the auditorium, who was the referee, stood on the wind stone and was silent for a long time before announcing: "Under the old man Poison Hand, Li Shuilong wins."
This is the fourth game today...
There are twelve hours in a day, and a sundial can only rely on the sun to tell time.
You can only play twelve games in one day, and you can only play thirty-six games in three days.
Of course, September 1st to 3rd is just the registration period. It’s hard to say what the rules will be after that.
The auditorium has the final say on all rules. The auditorium is the Gu refining people, and they are the Gu insects.
In the evening, under the setting sun, the three monks in the auditorium began to distribute food to each disciple who participated in the trial.
They divided the work, one person was responsible for distributing food, and the other two carried the poles.
A rice ball wrapped in lotus leaves and a bottle of wine were their dinner.
There are no bowls and chopsticks, so you can only eat by hand.
The nearly a hundred monks who participated in the trial didn't mind, and all bowed their heads to eat their rice.
Although Li Shuidao had bowls and chopsticks in his storage bag, he did not take them out and started eating them while holding lotus leaf rice balls.
The rice balls are made from spiritual rice. A little salty aroma is added to the rice balls. When you bite into the rice balls, the softness and waxy aroma of the rice grains spread in your mouth, making you feel satisfied.
And a pot of wine is also spiritual wine. The fine green wine at the mouth of the pot is like rippling blue waves. Take a sip and refresh your heart.
Today is the first day of the card wrestling battle. There were twelve games in total, and twelve black cards were issued.
Li Shuidao entered the game too late and only saw nine games. The other three games had been played before he came.
It is said that Li Shuilong said that in the first two games, no one threw cards at all but the monks in the auditorium turned over cards. From the third game on, the monks who participated in the trial took the initiative to throw cards.
Especially after it was discovered that after taking the initiative to throw cards, the auditorium would be matched with a "suitable" opponent, so there was a scene of people scrambling to throw cards.
Taoist Sea Snake is actually right. The sect trial is about cultivating gu. The sooner you participate, the better. Anyway, if you extend your head, it is a knife, and if you shrink your head, it is also a knife.
It is simply impossible to stay aloof from the world.
If you don’t break your own brand, someone will break your brand. In the end, you can only serve as a resource for others.
Gu refining is like this, sect trials are like this, how can the entire world of cultivating immortals be like this?
Either fight or be dealt with.
"Brother Dao, what should we do next?" Li Shuilong asked, leaning against the stone wall after dinner.
Li Shuidao was silent for a moment: "Uncle Tianwu has long said that there is only one rule for the sect's trials, let the strong be stronger and let the weak die. The strong is not only about strength, but also about mentality. If you have the chance, throw the flag Well, instead of having your cards turned over, it’s better to take the initiative and ask for a fight.”
"What about me? Do you still have gentian ash?" Li Shuilong asked again.
The cell next door...
Li Shuidao took out two more bags of gentian ash from his storage bag.
A gentian plant is dried, crushed and mixed with plant ash to make three bags of gentian ash.
Although theoretically this substance could have an impact on the Five Poison Sect monks, Li Shuidao was still unclear as to how much effect it could have.
So I gave Li Shuilong a packet, firstly to help his brothers and secondly to test the medicinal properties.
The remaining two packets were Li Shuidao's trump card, so it was naturally impossible to give them away.
"I only have one bag." Li Shuidao put the remaining two bags of gentian ash into his storage bag.
"Then I definitely can't fight anymore. Now I have two hundred meritorious deeds, one hundred for the family and one hundred for the master. As long as I can go back alive, your trip will not be in vain." Li Shuilong said with a face full of joy. .
Being able to kill someone in the trial field and get a black card, he was already very grateful to Li Shuidao. After all, he was prepared to die.
But if he knew that Li Shuidao still had two bags of poisonous dragon ash in his hand, this gratitude might turn into dissatisfaction and resentment.
"Let's each go and inquire." Li Shuidao suggested.
Li Shuilong nodded, and the two of them went to communicate with the fellow Taoist next to them.
Dong Dong, Dong Dong...
Li Shuidao gently knocked on the iron door of the cell with his fingers. Su Xiaoyu, who lived in the cell on his right, opened her eyes, filled with coldness.
Su Xiaoyu came to the door of the cell, pressed her hand on the iron door, and shouted coldly: "What are you doing?"
"Fellow Daoist Su, let's get to know each other from the same discipline." Li Shuidao said straightforwardly.
"Get out!" Su Xiaoyu looked very rude.
Hearing this, Li Shuidao was silent for a moment, and then said: "You are Su Xiaoyu, a disciple of the Snake Emperor of Sword Art. Do you know Nangong Qin?"
After hearing this, Su Xiaoyu immediately approached the cell door on the left and lowered her voice: "Who are you? Why do you know my senior sister?"
"Nangong Qin and I are good friends." Li Shuidao explained.
Su Xiaoyu was slightly startled when she heard this, and the coldness on her face softened instantly. She smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I was a little rude just now. I don't know your senior brother's surname?"
Someone from the cell next door replied humbly: "I don't dare to take it seriously. I am Li Shuidao."
"It turns out to be Senior Brother Li. Su Xiaoyu was rude."
"Xiaoyu, I would like to ask you how much you know about this wrestling match?" Li Shuidao's voice continued to come from next door.
Su Xiaoyu replied with some embarrassment: "Actually, this is my first time to participate in a sect trial. However, my senior sister told me that there are no previous rules for all sect trials."
There are no past rules...
No wonder Taoist Sea Snake only said some principles and did not explain the rules in detail.
"Senior Brother Li, you don't need to worry. The sect will not sacrifice us at will. Only those wastes are our resources..." Su Xiaoyu explained.
Li Shuidao: "..."
After a while...
Li Shuidao turned around and met Li Shuilong, and the two exchanged words.
It was just then that I learned that Li Shuilong had received even less information. He was a white card, and he didn't know anything about it. He didn't even know the basic rules of card wrestling, and he kept asking Li Shuilong.
The night passed quietly...
There was a light rain in the middle of the night. The light rain wet the iron door of the cell, but it did not wet the inside of the cell.
The next day.
The sky is slightly bright...
The auditorium distributed food to everyone again. The food was the same as yesterday.
Rice balls wrapped in lotus leaves and a bottle of sake.
Boom...
The sound of gongs.
The largest monk in the auditorium stood on the sharp stone and said loudly: "Those who want to fight can throw the cards."
Blah blah blah...
Trial Canyon is filled with the sound of breaking signs.
Yesterday was the first day of the wrestling card battle, and it was the first time for many people to participate.
They all wanted to wait and see, so they did not take the initiative to turn over the cards, so that every half an hour, the monks in the auditorium had to forcefully turn over the cards.
After a night, they seemed to have figured it out and threw out the signs in their hands.
Li Shuidao made a rough estimate and found that there were at least fifty people wrestling cards.
Four monks from the auditorium went up the mountain to pick up cards...
After a cup of tea...
The tall monk in the auditorium announced again: "There are fifty-six people wrestling cards, and today the card wrestling is over."
Fifty-six monks began to line up to play, playing one game after another with almost no rest in between.
We played from morning to night, a total of twenty-eight games.
Twenty-eight black cards were dealt and twenty-eight corpses were dragged away.
