Chapter 39 Why don't you practice poison here?

It is the end of winter, with occasional light snow.

Chen Jiu entered the mountain range for a few days, during which time he walked around, did not see Jing Zhenghong's face, but killed many ferocious monsters.

Among them, the most dangerous one is a giant pitch-black praying mantis with twisted body. Its body is like a ghost, its sharp claws are like swords and flying swords, and it is omnipotent.

One of Chen Jiu's arms was cut off by it, and his blood was filled with anger, so he twisted its head off with one hand, then punched himself to death, and when he stood up again, his limbs were healthy again.

After hundreds of fights, big and small, Chen Jiu has already cleaned up all the ferocious monsters in the surrounding area, and his own realm has gradually stabilized. Although there is no sign of growth, but with the battle to support the fight, the fist has improved a bit. more ferocious.

But still did not see Jing Zhenghong's face.

This made Chen Jiu shake his head and sigh, not only thinking of the words of the woman who dressed up that day.

Is it really going to shit into the latrine?

There was still food in the purple gold gourd, but the wine had already been drunk, which made Chen Jiu a little worried.

It is difficult to find a monk within a hundred miles of this mountain range. Usually, there is no one to talk to, and it is even more lonely. Sometimes Chen Jiu just sits blankly, builds a fire, and talks to himself in front of the fire.

Feeling overwhelmed, he folded his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky.

This bright moon is the best in this small world of Kongtong secret realm. It hangs high every night, and there is no cloud cover. The bright moonlight shines straight down. It is really beautiful.

Chen Jiu just wants to have a jug of wine by his side, so that he can watch the moon and drink, which makes the gods feel comfortable.

It's a pity not, I feel sad when I think of it.

He sighed, the ground was the bed, the sky was the quilt, the moonlight was just right, and he fell asleep.

In the next two days, he crossed the mountains for dozens of miles and traveled a little distance to the south, and what he saw and heard during the period could be described as strange.

There is a giant anglerfish that occupies the lake as the king, with a lantern on its head that is as big as a person. At night, it hangs lanterns by the lake to attract monsters, and then swallows them in one gulp, satisfying its appetite.

Until it attracted Chen Jiu.

So Chen Jiu satiated his appetite.

There are also groups of gloomy trees, with bright red fruits on the top of the trees, attracting creatures to suck their vitality, and they will rise up in the evening, walking and migrating like people, looking for a place to take root, and then attracting creatures.

When Chen Jiu met, he didn't want to eat the fruit, but felt that the tree was dry, so it should be a good material for lighting a fire, so he cut off a tree. During the fire, he kept hearing noises, and Chen Jiu thought it was an auditory hallucination. .

As a result, at night, the trees rose from the ground with such a great momentum that Chen Jiu was startled. He looked at the wood he used to light the fire, and his face froze suddenly. He hurriedly extinguished the fire and sat quietly, pretending not to know.

Fortunately, the trees don't have any concept of grievances, they just migrate and walk.

There are also the souls of monks who died in the mountains, lingering for a long time, absorbing the essence of the world, the sun and the moon, turning into unjust souls, hunting and killing living people.

When Chen Jiu saw him, he punched him away, sat quietly for half a day, finally clasped his hands together, made a bow, and then traveled far away.

On the fourth day of the journey, Chen Jiu met an "acquaintance".

It was the white jade tiger, lying on the top of the mountain, resting peacefully.

Chen Jiu stood up straight from the ground, his body soared three feet high, and he punched away.

One man and one tiger fought for a whole day, smashing half of the mountain, and the white jade tiger's arm bones were broken by Chen Jiu. Under the rage, his body swelled again, biting Chen Jiu directly, and tearing him to pieces.

Only a moment later, the unharmed green-clothed guest punched hard on the head again, directly smashing the white jade tiger into the mountain peak and embedded it in it.

During this day, Chen Jiu broke the white jade tiger's left arm bone, tailbone and ribs, and blinded one eye, and the blood that flowed out was pale white jade color.

Chen Jiu was torn to pieces three times by the white jade tiger. In the end, the white jade tiger was seriously injured. He used the natal supernatural power called "Nuo Yi" recorded in "Strange Landscapes", and slapped Chen Jiu out of the mountains with one palm and flew across ten miles.

Chen Jiu was seriously injured in the mountain forest. His seven orifices were bleeding, his breastbone was shattered, and he was paralyzed on the ground. He couldn't even take his own life.

He lay quietly like this for half a day, the blood stains on his body had dried up and turned into black and red scabs, his limbs were still weak, and it was difficult for him to even turn his head.

At dusk, a bear demon came sniffing the blood. When he saw Chen Jiuhou, he was overjoyed. It was too sudden to meet such a good thing that fell from the sky and was waiting for him to eat.

The bear demon has opened up his spiritual wisdom, knowing that these monk meats are delicious, and the skin contains spiritual energy, and one bite will benefit the body.

It couldn't wait, and quickly ran to Chen Jiu, opening its mouth to eat.

Chen Jiu was also happy when he saw it. The bear paws delivered to his door just happened to be good for mending. The bear paws of this kind of bear demon are delicious, contain spiritual energy, and are still very delicate. One bite will benefit the body.

One person and one bear are very happy.

A flying sword suddenly disrupted the situation, it went straight into the bear demon's head, smashing it to pieces.

A group of five people walked slowly, talking casually.

"It's really rare that there are still monks who dare to walk alone in this area that is seventy miles deep into the mountains."

One of the men in a Chinese suit took away the flying sword and said dismissively, "It's all about death."

The man wearing a jade crown next to him smiled and said, "With the current appearance, it is indeed death."

The woman in the white skirt frowned, "I actually met him, let's save him."

The Yuguan man laughed and said, "Sister Guo Di is worthy of being an outstanding disciple of Baiyaomen. She really is a doctor with a benevolent heart. If she meets anyone who doesn't know the details, she will go to rescue them."

Completely sarcastic irony.

Guo Di, a woman in a white skirt, glanced at him, ignored Jiang Feng, who was notoriously poor in the city, and walked straight towards the paralyzed man.

Jiang Feng, the man with the jade crown, didn't care. From time to time, he quietly glanced at a pretty woman with a skirt and embroidered butterflies walking beside her.

Most of the reason why I took the initiative to ask to come here is because of this woman.

He glanced at the quasi-sword cultivator in the fancy dress again.

Song Hongxiu, who was sarcastic about this item, also took the initiative to ask to come, and had a lot of conversations with the pretty woman in Luo Qun embroidered with butterflies along the way, so he was thoughtful.

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng became annoyed, and couldn't help but take another look at the middle-aged man in black who was walking at the back, and felt a little relieved.

Brother Hu Ben is the best. He is obsessed with martial arts and does not fight or grab, which is really good.

The five walked forward slowly, and Guo Di, a woman in a white skirt, walked in the front. When she saw the man who fell to the ground, she couldn't help frowning deeply.

The injury was too serious, the blood scabs all over his body had solidified, and his face was covered with blood, making it difficult to see his face clearly. His clothes had already been soaked in blood and were stained dark red. Fortunately, his chest and heart veins were still beating slowly. hang your life.

Guo Di hurried forward, first fed him a bean-sized elixir, and then exerted spiritual power on Chen Jiu's chest to promote the flow of blood.

Chen Jiu coughed twice weakly, and some dark red blood accumulated in his throat was spurted out. With his green eyes open, he stared blankly at the bear demon whose head had been crushed.

While healing him, Guo Di comforted him: "Don't worry, this bear demon has been killed by us, and it won't hurt you again, just heal with peace of mind."

Chen Jiu frowned, Guo Di saw it and didn't know how to comfort him.

Many monks entered the mountains and were seriously injured by monsters. After they survived by chance, they would leave trauma in their hearts, so that some monks spent ten years in a daze, waiting to be sent out by the Kongtong secret realm when the time came.

She looked at Chen Jiu with a dull expression, and sighed slightly. She must have been traumatized psychologically, another poor person.

Chen Jiu closed his eyes and meditated, and sighed slightly in his heart.

I'm still thinking about his bear's paw.

The other four people approached, and when they saw Chen Jiu's injuries, they all frowned, thinking that it was not easy for this man to hang on to his life.

Among them, the pretty woman in a skirt embroidered with butterflies glanced at Chen Jiu, and her body froze suddenly.

Jiang Feng on the side looked at it, concerned and worried: "Huaping, what's the matter?"

Song Hongxiu, who is the bottleneck of the Three Realms Sword Cultivator, also frowned and turned his head, not knowing what happened.

The pretty woman ran up to Chen Jiu with a trembling body, tears streaming down her face, and she kept whimpering in a low voice.

"Master Chen, Mr. Chen..."

Chen Jiu frowned slightly, thinking that he wasn't dead yet, why is this person crying like a mourner?

That's unlucky.

Seeing that Chen Jiu was moving, the pretty woman hurriedly took out a high-grade healing elixir from the storage magic weapon, and carefully put it into Chen Jiu's mouth.

In Chen Jiu's mouth, the elixir turned into a series of healing auras, leading to the limbs and bones, quickly promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, and breaking bones to deliver babies.

Jiang Feng was already dumbfounded, what do you mean, why did such a strong competitor suddenly appear?

He heard Guan Huaping's name, and after thinking about it carefully, he knew that the person who fell to the ground should be the tenth most popular person in the city, that notorious Chen Xiaoren and Chen Ruanfan.

It is rumored that Guan Huaping even fought with a woman because of Chen Ruanfan, and a big man scolded him.

Jiang Feng immediately felt uncomfortable. Originally, he and Song Hongxiu had a fair competition, but now it's all right. It's useless to fight for a hammer.

Song Hongxiu, who was wearing a fancy dress, looked slightly gloomy, and the flying sword trembled slightly in its sheath.

When the night was dark and the moon was high, Chen Jiu was finally able to move a few times, but his face was still pale, and he was no different from a lonely ghost in this night.

Guo Di consumed too much spiritual power, and was already sweating profusely at this time, resting.

With tears in the corners of Guan Huaping's eyes, she was pitiful and looked at Chen Jiu full of worry. When she saw that Chen Jiu was getting better, no matter how dirty Chen Jiu was, she leaned over and sobbed softly.

Chen Jiu was puzzled.

I was seriously injured, why are you crying? It didn't hit you again.

When Jiang Feng and Song Hongxiu saw it, they felt even more unhappy.

Chen Jiu sized up a few people, but recognized Guan Huaping, sighed slightly, and said weakly, "Get up first, don't cry."

Guan Huaping hurriedly got up, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, suppressed his crying, and said, "Mr. Chen, follow me later, otherwise there will be too many accidents in this mountain forest."

Jiang Feng stared at him, and hurriedly said: "Huaping, this is not necessary. We have something to do this time, so we can't take this trash with us."

Guan Huaping turned to stare at him, with a sullen expression on his face, and said coldly, "Who is trash?"

Jiang Feng muttered softly: "Everyone in the city is talking about it, so it was."

He raised his voice again and said: "Besides, we have something to do this time, so we can't take this kind of drag all the way."

Guan Huaping asked coldly, "When did I ever say that I would go with you? I just take care of Mr. Chen alone."

Jiang Feng was startled, and said anxiously: "But we have something to do this time..."

"Just do what you want, what's none of my business?"

Seeing that the two had a quarrel.

Guo Di hurriedly said: "Let's bring this person together. The risk we're going to do this time is not too high. This person should be able to protect himself."

The middle-aged man in black at the end also nodded and said: "This is feasible and harmless."

Jiang Feng also had no choice but to sigh helplessly. In order not to let the team fall apart, he had no choice but to nod in agreement.

Song Hongxiu, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke at this moment, looked at Chen Jiu who was lying on the ground, and said coldly.

"Tell me in advance that I will not use my sword for trash."

The pretty girl's face was instantly angry, and several people kept trying to persuade them to stop the conflict, but the relationship among the five became a little stiff.

Guan Huaping cut off a bear's paw, made a tonic soup, and fed it to Chen Jiu.

Chen Jiu was already able to sit up by himself. Seeing Guan Huaping handing over the soup, he was not polite. He took a sip and smacked his mouth twice.

Guan Huaping asked nervously, "Mr. Chen, is it good?"

Chen Jiu's face was pale, and he said weakly: "It's okay, so far, drinking can't kill people."

Jiang Feng ran over with a thick face, and said coquettishly, "Huaping, I also want to drink soup."

Guan Huaping said coldly, "Get lost."

Jiang Feng's face collapsed in an instant, and he ran to the side and sulked. He was really pissed off.

Chen Jiu took another sip and stuck out his tongue.

This is no soup, this damn is purely a failure of poison training.

He glanced at Guan Huaping who was sitting on the side, and began to worry about his safety in the future.

I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid that life will be worse than death.