Muliang City, Laifu Inn, Room 7, Xuanzi
The night was getting late. In front of the round table, Qiye looked at the "Book of Poisonous Ghosts" placed in front of him with a frown, and tapped the table thoughtfully:
I don’t know how long it will take to read such a thick ancient book. Moreover, if you read the full text, you will not be able to find the secret of developing "poison" if you don't understand it thoroughly...
Suddenly, Qiye slapped his forehead!
"That's right!!! How could I have forgotten... Doesn't the black demon flame have the power of devouring? It should be possible to use the black demon flame to devour the knowledge of ancient books, right?..."
Qiye's frowned brows suddenly relaxed completely, as if the clouds had been cleared away, and he stared at the ancient book with bright eyes. But later, doubts arose about the feasibility of his idea.
Before, he only knew that black demonic flames could swallow up other people's spiritual power, talent, luck, etc.
However, to be honest, Qiye was a little unsure about whether he could swallow the information recorded in the writing on a dead thing like a book.
After all, what is written in pen and ink is nothing but words that have no aura and exist in a very fragile environment.
Although I don't know if it is feasible, it is worth a try. Rather than spending a lot of time and energy on special research, it is better to boldly try this special shortcut, and if it succeeds, it will be done once and for all.
The black magic flame is now completely under his control. The dangerous cancer in the body of the Great Protector has also been completely eliminated by himself.
Therefore, when I use the Black Demon Flame again, I am already very confident.
However, if he failed and burned an ancient book purchased with 100 spirit stones, Qiye would still feel a little secretly sad.
Play it safe and proceed with caution.
Take out a skill scroll from the spiritual ring at will. Although the materials carrying the information are different, the general nature is the same: they are all written in pen and ink.
Putting the scroll in front and behind the table, Qiye closed his eyes slightly and mobilized his whole body's breath...
In the spiritual world, the soul wakes up. Quietly looking at the motionless Hun Tian Wheel below, at the eye of the wind in the center of the Hun Tian Wheel whirlpool, the black magic flame was burning quietly and faintly.
Since the elimination of the Great Protector, this black magic flame has been completely integrated into the Huntian Wheel, and I have not yet tried to use it.
"Let me see how powerful this black demonic flame, known as the 'Supreme Devouring Flame', is!"
Qiye expected in his heart, and then a beam of thought power shot into the wind eye of the Huntian Wheel, and the black demonic flames that seemed to be still and sleeping suddenly rose up into a wisp of black flames. The black flames flew up into the sky, burned, and rushed out of the spirit world in the blink of an eye, reaching Qiye's fingertips.
The black magic flame was like a winding little snake, flying around Qiye's fingertips, looking very intimate.
Qiye opened his eyes and looked at this wisp of black flame. Although it was just a tiny cluster of flames, if he carefully sensed his soul power, he could find that this wisp of black magic flame contained a huge amount of energy. If it exploded completely, it might be able to Destroy the entire inn instantly.
After realizing that the unstable energy contained in the black demonic flames was beyond his expectation, Qiye quickly fired out several bursts of spiritual power to reinforce the restrictions in the entire room.
Now, I have not fully mastered the use of black magic flames. If one operation accidentally causes its energy to go wild and destroy the inn, it will be a small matter, but it will be a big deal if the "Ten Ancient Divine Flames" are exposed.
By then, the development of things will be unpredictable. Coupled with the death of the Great Protector, if the Sky-Swallowing Demon Tribe comes to seek revenge, he will really be at his mercy and at the mercy of others.
This has always been a hidden worry in Qiye's heart, and he doesn't like this feeling of being unable to control his fate the most.
After everything was ready, Qiye flicked his fingers, and the cluster of black demonic flames turned into a slender snake, which followed the direction of Qiye's fingertips and swallowed the scroll on the table.
Sigh... A wisp of black smoke rose up and disappeared into the void. After the scroll was instantly engulfed by the black demonic flames, it burned away in the blink of an eye, leaving only a layer of black ash on the table. The black demonic flames that swallowed up the scrolls floated quietly in the air and burned for a while, then returned directly to the Seven Nights Spiritual World and merged into the eye of the whirlpool.
At this moment, the souls in the void of the spiritual world are closely watching the reaction of the black demon flames in the Hun Tian Wheel. But after waiting for a long time, there was no sign of anything strange about the Black Demon Flame, as if a well-fed child had fallen asleep.
"Could it be that the black demonic flames really can't swallow dead things?" Qiye asked in a low voice with some regret.
Suddenly, just when he thought the outcome was a failure, at the eye of the whirlpool of the Hun Tian Wheel, the quietly burning black demon flame slowly began to boil, and a rolling wave of fire erupted like water about to boil.
Then, a golden "ribbon" floated out of the sea of fire.
Qiye was overjoyed and looked carefully: the golden "ribbon" was made up of many densely packed words, like a long golden snake flying towards the soul.
The "golden ribbon" suddenly flew into Lingpo's mind, and Qiye suddenly felt his brain swell. Then, a piece of information was inexplicably read in his mind:
Explosive Flame Fist, a yellow-level intermediate skill, training level: war level...
This is a yellow-level intermediate skill collected by Han Qi. Because of the cold nature of his spiritual power, he is unable to practice this skill, and he cannot bear to reward others, so he has no choice but to treasure it. Now, Qiye can draw it from his spirit at will. The ring was taken out.
"Hmm, it seems that the Black Demonic Flame did not disappoint me. Haha..."
In the spirit world, Qiye said excitedly, as if he had discovered a new continent, and he was obviously very satisfied with the new use of the devouring power of the black demonic flames.
After laughing for a while, Qiye restrained his joy and got down to business. With a thought, a cluster of black demonic flames was pulled out of his fingertips again.
The "Ten Thousand Poison Ghost Book" on the table was also burned to ashes by the black demon flames in an instant. The black demon flames that burned away the ancient books stayed in the void for a moment and then immediately returned to the Hun Tian Wheel.
This time, after a long period of digestion and absorption by the black demonic flames, more than a hundred "golden ribbons" flew out at once. The "golden ribbon" was like a volley of thousands of arrows, flying into Qiye Lingso's mind.
"Ahhhh!!!" Qiye's brain instantly felt a dull pain, and he rolled on the ground holding his head tightly with both hands.
There are 100,000 plant information records. Such a huge torrent of information seems to be overwhelming Qiye's little head, catching him off guard and giving him a splitting headache.
Qiye also didn't expect that this retribution would come so quickly. One second he was so excited, and the next second he was begging for death.
What an oversight! I ignored the tyranny of the devouring power of the black demonic flames!
Ahhhh... Qiye didn't know how long he rolled on the ground, and finally he was exhausted from struggling and could no longer move.
At this moment, his face was as pale as paper, his lips were as white as wax, and his breathing was up and down. His black hair was scratched wildly, the corners of his eyes were chapped, his pupils were blood-red, and all his strength had long been exhausted.
Although he was caught off guard and suffered a lot, when Qiye regained consciousness, he slowly cleared his mind. Suddenly, I found that my brain capacity seemed to be stretched, and there was a vast and ethereal feeling in my mind.
The previous feeling of congestion, dullness and sluggishness in his head no longer disappeared. At this moment, Qiye felt an unparalleled freedom and relaxation in his head.
After a little extraction, the information recorded in "The Book of Ten Thousand Poison Ghosts" in my mind emerged one after another, with clear words and sentences:
Purple flower, a six-petaled flower, mostly grows in dark valleys. The leaves are dark green and the flowers are small and slightly white. Its juice is thick to stop bleeding and smells like corpse...
Senluo Vine, a parasitic Vine family, often grows in symbiosis with Senluo trees. It mostly grows in dark jungles. The vines are tough and thorny, and the leaves are dark and contain Yin...
Black Tooth Grass, from the Herbaceae family, grows mostly in dark tombs. It looks like a crescent sickle, and its sap has a blood-coagulating effect...
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Qiye read each item carefully, and now more than 100,000 plant information materials were automatically stored in his mind. Qiye did not feel the feeling of filling up the blank space in his brain at all.
This knowledge is like fish in the sea. When you want to get it, you can just pick it up at your fingertips. This feeling of ease of use undoubtedly surprised Qiye, and his knowledge reserve has undergone earth-shaking changes.
While constantly extracting countless plant information, Qiye suddenly had an idea flash in his mind:
Didn't the juice of "Green Tianluo" just contain "misan"? If it is mixed and burned with the "Yin Qi" in "Sen Luo Teng" and other medicinal materials that combine to stimulate the smell, wouldn't it be possible to produce colorless and fragranceless smoke?
Thinking of this, a smile of enlightenment suddenly appeared on Qiye's face, and all the thoughts that he had been pondering to no avail before seemed to suddenly become clear to him.
"That's it, that's it! This "Ten Thousand Poison Ghost Book" records are not ready-made poison formulas, but readers need to understand the biological characteristics and pharmacological toxicity of more than 100,000 plants in order to prepare the formula according to their own needs. The poison you want.”
"Even if it is the same poison, if it has one more or one less ingredient, the toxicity will be very different. Therefore, poisons are not static. Vice versa, if you can understand the source of each poison's ingredients and its toxic content , naturally you can easily find a way to detoxify.”
"There are more than 100,000 kinds of plants! How many thousands of poisons with different ingredients and different effects can be prepared from this! It is indeed a ghost book. Who can write such a book?..."
Qiye continuously marveled at the extraordinary nature of this book. I am afraid that if it were not for the black magic flame that could perfectly devour its huge reserves of knowledge, I might not be able to understand the secrets in it in this life.
However, even though they understood the poison-making methods hidden in "The Ghost Book of Ten Thousand Poisons", none of the three people swallowed by Qiye had ever had any experience in making poisons. They only had knowledge of common smoke laxatives and so on. Just common sense.
Therefore, for Qiye now, making poison is still a big challenge: if many unknown plants are blindly matched, we don’t know what kind of stuff will be made, and even whether it is poison remains to be seen. Discuss.
However, fortunately, now I basically know all the detailed information of more than 100,000 kinds of plants. If I have time in the future, I will experiment one by one and I will naturally get the answer.
After lying on the ground for a long time, Qiye finally stood up. At this moment, it is already late at night outside. Looking at the three ancient books remaining on the table, Qiye felt a palpitation in his heart.
It's not that I don't want to devour it anymore, it's just that after I devoured an ancient book, my brain almost burst with pain. The excruciating pain was like a nightmare. Thinking back on it, it still makes my hair stand on end and my vest feels cold.
With a sigh, Qiye slowly lay on the bed. The side effects of the black devil's flames had already tortured him to the point of exhaustion.
Close your eyes and fall asleep, in your dream...
Qiye found himself in a huge forest, surrounded by countless plants that he recognized. And he was sitting on the only huge stone platform in the center of the forest, thinking a lot, and with one move with one hand, one plant after another in the dark forest continued to fly out, and merged according to the way he imagined. In the process of fusion, , keep failing and then keep trying...
At this time, Qiye did not know that the dream he had was the awakening of the fourth function of the Hunyuan Refining Realm - the interpretation of consciousness!
