Jun Changxiao was poisoned.
However, the purple-black palm gradually returned to normal, as if it had been dissolved by some kind of power.
What kind of power?
The detoxification power of the Detoxification Pill.
After entering the Demon Ridge Valley and seeing the black stream, Jun Changxiao was afraid that there would be poisonous miasma in the forest, so he took a pill very cautiously.
He didn't encounter any miasma, but he was plotted against by others, so the effect of the Detoxification Pill was reflected.
It was very strong.
The poison was directly dissolved as soon as it spread.
Therefore, the pain Jun Changxiao showed and the paralysis on the ground was nothing more than an act.
What a bastard.
The black-robed man who was bound opened his eyes wide in disbelief.
The poison smeared on the hidden weapon was so strong that even a Martial King couldn't dissolve it. How could he not be poisoned?
"Boy!"
Jun Changxiao pulled him over and directly sealed his meridians. He smiled and said, "The pattern on the ground should be drawn by you, right?"
The black-robed man didn't speak.
"Swish!"
Jun Changxiao directly threw him to the ground, raised his fist and said, "You must answer my question!"
Boom!
Boom!
After a round of crazy bombardment, the black-robed man was immediately beaten to a pulp, but he didn't say anything from the beginning to the end. It seemed that he was a persevering young man.
"Still not speaking?"
Jun Changxiao raised his fist again.
The black-robed man endured the pain and still didn't say a word.
Bang —
Jun Changxiao threw a punch and directly knocked him out.
"Master."
Little Longlong jumped over from afar and said, "I'll burn him to ashes!"
Jun Changxiao said, "This boy must have a secret."
As he spoke, he took the black-robed man's Space Ring and used his spiritual thoughts to forcibly break the mark left by the other party and merge into it.
This was an ordinary Space Ring. The space capacity was not large, but there were many historical records and secret books in it.
"Evil Sect's mental cultivation method?"
Jun Changxiao took out a book and looked at it. "It seems a little different. Is it a Demonic Sect's mental cultivation method?"
He flipped through the historical records and found that the contents were all related to the Demonic Sect, so he said with certainty, "This boy is definitely a demonic cultivator."
"Why did he set up a strange pattern here?"
"What do you mean by sacrifice?"
Jun Changxiao felt a little confused. The only explanation he could think of was the black-robed man.
However.
He seemed to have a backbone.
Violence might not be able to make him confess.
"Got it."
Jun Changxiao opened the Purchased Store, selected the 'Surrender Order', and spent 200 contribution points to purchase it.
This item was refreshed together with the Surrender Token. The former could only be purchased once, while the Surrender Token could be purchased once every three months. However, there was a limit of five times in total.
"Brat."
Jun Changxiao's shoulders shook as he let out a strange laugh. "I'd like to see how much backbone you have."
…
"My head … hurts …"
The black-robed man woke up from his coma. Pain instantly spread from his whole body to his sea of consciousness. His face suddenly became ferocious.
He wanted to move, but found that his whole body was entangled by the vines, and he couldn't move at all.
"He's awake?"
Jun Changxiao sat on a rock nearby with one leg resting on top of it. Because his hair was never messed up, he looked even more handsome.
The black-robed man said angrily, "If you want to kill me, then kill me. If you want to cut me, then cut me. Why torture me!"
Jun Changxiao jumped down, squatted in front of him, and said: "As long as you answer my questions honestly, there is still hope for you to live."
"I don't know anything, and I won't say anything!"
The black-robed man's tone was firm, as if he could kill or cut him up as he pleased.
He had a lot of backbone.
Jun Changxiao shook his head, raised the Surrender Order, and said: "Surrender."
Surrender?
The black-robed man laughed coldly.
Was this guy testing his determination? Did he think that he would admit defeat with just a few words?
Swoosh!
Suddenly, a white light flew out from the token and directly poured into the black-robed man's forehead. The sound of 'surrender, surrender' echoed in his ears, and an irresistible force forcefully occupied his sea of consciousness!
At that moment, the black-robed man felt as if his soul had been forcefully stripped away. Although his thoughts were still there, his entire body seemed to be out of control as he said with difficulty: "Servant Mo Shang greets Master!"
What's going on!
Why can't I control myself!
Jun Changxiao sat on the rock, and said: "You are a demonic cultivator?"
Mo Shang said: "Reporting to Master, I am half a demonic cultivator."
Half?
Jun Changxiao said: "What do you mean?"
Under the control of the power of surrender, although Mo Shang did not want to say it, he could only tell him everything.
This person was originally a very ordinary martial cultivator. He was unwilling to cultivate step by step, and always thought about how to break through his cultivation as soon as possible.
To put it bluntly.
It was just that he liked to daydream.
Later on, when Mo Shang heard about the evil cultivators, he resolutely stepped onto a path of no return.
His luck was good.
He was valued by a Nine Paths Evil Sect and accepted as a disciple.
In the end, after just half a year of entering the sect, the sect had a conflict with other forces and ended up being completely annihilated.
Mo Shang was lucky enough to survive, and then turned to another evil sect. Before he could settle down, the sect was destroyed by an irresistible force.
In three years, he went to the east and west, but none of the evil sects could last long. They were either destroyed by their enemies or disintegrated.
"You're still a jinx." Jun Changxiao said.
Mo Shang said: "In the last evil sect, I accidentally found a piece of metal that had a lot of history. After studying it, I found that there was a big secret hidden inside!"
Jun Changxiao listened quietly.
Mo Shang paused for a moment and said: "It turns out that the strange symbols recorded on the metal piece are actually a type of demonic language, and also a special chant. Then, I began to try to cultivate."
"You succeeded?"
"Half of it."
"Why are you here, setting up a special pattern?"
This question was very important. Mo Shang did not want to say it at all, but he could not control his mouth and blurted it all out.
The words on the metal piece had been verified and deciphered by him. There was a very important matter recorded inside.
Ten thousand years ago, the Demon Ridge Valley was besieged by the ten great third-rate sects. The Valley Master knew that he could not escape this calamity, so he joined forces with his disciples and used his blood essence as a guide to execute the supreme secret technique of the demonic sect. He forcefully opened up a space and sealed the demonic sect's cultivation techniques and treasures inside.
"The pattern you set up is used to unlock the seal?" Jun Changxiao said.
"Yes." Mo Shang said.
"Can it be unlocked?"
Jun Changxiao's eyes lit up.
The demonic sect from ten thousand years ago had to be besieged by the ten great third-rate sects. They must be very powerful. If they could unlock the seal, there would be countless treasures and martial arts techniques inside!
Mo Shang shook his head and said: "I tried many times, but I did not succeed. I guessed that I might need blood essence as a guide to unlock the seal."
"Take out the metal piece." Jun Changxiao said.
Mo Shang's face was ferocious, as if he was fighting against the power of summoning. In the end, he still failed. He took out the metal piece from the most hidden place.
After handing it over, Jun Changxiao's spiritual sense could clearly detect his presence. He suddenly realized: "So this thing has the function of blocking spiritual sense. No wonder I didn't notice you just now."
Spiritual sense?
Mo Shang's face changed and he said in shock: "Master is a Martial King?!"
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PS: I wrote a few hundred words yesterday. I feel like I'm floating. Once I had a fever, I immediately went to the hospital for a drip. The clinic is full of patients with colds, fevers, and coughs. Everyone, drink more water and pay attention to hygiene to avoid catching a cold.
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