Seven days later, Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged on the stone bed with his eyes closed. His face was covered with bruises.
There were five cages of different sizes scattered around him. In each of the cages were a poisonous snake, a centipede, a scorpion, a toad, and a spider. These five poisonous creatures were dying at this moment.
Before long, Wang Changsheng's complexion returned to normal. He opened his eyes, and there was a flash of light in his eyes.
He glanced at the poisonous creatures in the cages, and a faint smile appeared on his face. He had never expected that the Five Poison Secret Guide could restrain the Septic Blood Technique.
After practicing the Five Poison Secret Guide, Wang Changsheng's cultivation did not continue to decline. Instead, it kept increasing. Within seven days, his cultivation reached the level of Laying Foundation. Of course, during this period, he also suffered great pain.
In order to practice the Five Poison Secret Guide, Wang Changsheng had to take turns to bite the five poisonous insects and use their venom to practice.
At first, Wang Changsheng was fine. He only felt a little uncomfortable. When he gathered the venom in his Dantian, his body became hot and cold. Sometimes, he felt inexplicably itchy. He had to scratch his skin. His skin was covered with bruises, which looked very horrible.
Fortunately, after the five venoms were gathered together, a balance was formed. His cultivation also reached the level of Laying Foundation.
The mysterious black pattern was still on Wang Changsheng's chest, less than an inch away from his heart.
Right now, he only delayed the outbreak of the Septic Blood Technique temporarily. As long as the Septic Blood Technique was not completely dissolved, Wang Changsheng's life would still be in danger. He had to continue practicing the Five Poison Secret Guide until the Septic Blood Technique was dissolved.
Wang Changsheng put the iron cages on the ground into his storage bag, and walked out of the stone house.
Outside the stone house, Han Li sat cross-legged, meditating.
He seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly opened his eyes.
"Hey, Master … Wang?" Han Li saw Wang Changsheng and smiled. He greeted Wang Changsheng, but before he finished his words, he found that Wang Changsheng's Qi was much stronger than it was seven days ago.
From the seventh layer of the Qi Refining realm to the Foundation Building realm in seven days?
Han Li's face was full of disbelief. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. He rubbed his eyes and found that Wang Changsheng was still in the Foundation Establishment Stage.
"You don't have to be surprised. I was originally a Foundation Establishment cultivator. It's just that I was seriously injured before. Now that my injuries have healed, my cultivation has naturally recovered," Wang Changsheng said indifferently.
"Disciple didn't know Martial Uncle's identity and offended you. Please forgive me, Martial Uncle," Han Li seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly explained with a nervous expression.
"The ignorant are innocent." Wang Changsheng shook his head and walked forward to take a closer look at the Seven Condensation Flowers. He nodded and pondered for a moment before asking, "How long have you been in the sect?"
"Disciple has been living in the Underworld Corpse Sect since young. Disciple's parents were both Foundation Establishment cultivators. Unfortunately, they passed away when they went out," Han Li replied truthfully, his expression a little sad.
"Are you willing to acknowledge me as your master?" Wang Changsheng asked seriously.
"Acknowledge you as my master?" Han Li was slightly taken aback.
"What? You're not willing? "Wang Changsheng frowned.
"Disciple is more than happy! How could I not be willing? It's just that disciple's cultivation is low. How could I acknowledge Martial Uncle as my master? "Han Li braced himself and said, his eyes full of doubt.
Han Li wasn't stupid. He was only in the second layer of the Qi Refining realm. This Martial Uncle had known him for less than ten days and wanted to accept him as his master. This made him suspect that Wang Changsheng had ulterior motives.
"I lack someone to run errands for me. En, I also need someone to look after my spiritual herbs. I don't feel at ease leaving this matter to others. Only my disciple can be at ease. Do you accept this explanation?" Wang Changsheng glanced at Han Li and said indifferently.
Hearing this, Han Li's expression relaxed, but the doubt in his eyes didn't lessen.
"Since you're not willing, then forget it. Take good care of Ninghuo. I'm going out." Wang Changsheng frowned and said indifferently. Then, he turned and walked out of the courtyard.
Seeing this, Han Li became anxious. His eyes flashed with determination and he shouted, "Disciple is willing. Disciple Han Li greets Master." Then, without waiting for Wang Changsheng's reply, he knelt down and kowtowed three times to Wang Changsheng.
A cold smile appeared on Immortal Wang's face, but he quickly returned to normal. He turned around and said, "You're quite tactful. Consider this high-grade flying sword my gift to you as a disciple."
Then, Wang Changsheng flipped his palm and a red short sword appeared in his hand.
Seeing this, Han Li's face lit up. He hurriedly thanked Wang Changsheng and took the red short sword with both hands. He looked at Wang Changsheng with eyes full of gratitude.
For so many years, the spirit stones he worked so hard to earn were barely enough for his cultivation. He didn't even have a high-grade magic weapon. Now that he had become Wang Changsheng's disciple, he immediately had a high-grade magic weapon. How could he not be grateful?
"Alright, I have to go out for a while. You stay here and take good care of Ning Yan. I still need to use it to refine medicine!" Wang Changsheng nodded his head and instructed.
"Yes, Master. Disciple will definitely take good care of Ninghuo. Master, please rest assured." Han Li nodded and patted his chest.
Seeing this, Wang Changsheng turned and left.
"Master is so good to me. I have to take good care of Ninghuo for him." Han Li looked at Wang Changsheng's back as he left, then looked at the red short sword in his hand and muttered to himself.
Arriving at the Hidden Scriptures Pavilion, Wang Changsheng went straight to the second floor.
The layout of the second floor of the Hidden Scriptures Pavilion was almost exactly the same as the first floor. There were also six shelves. The difference was that a good-looking middle-aged woman was sitting behind a yellow wooden table at the stairs.
Once on the second floor, Wang Changsheng went straight to the shelves where the ancient books were placed.
An hour later, Immortal Wang placed a green jade slip on the yellow wooden table and said, "I'll have to trouble Senior Sister to copy this for me."
The middle-aged woman nodded and picked up the green jade slip and put it between her eyebrows. But soon, she put down the jade slip and carefully looked at Wang Changsheng. She frowned and said, "Junior Brother, you're cultivating the Five Poison Mystery Codex?"
"Why? Is there anything wrong? "Wang Changsheng heard this, raised his eyebrows and asked calmly.
"Didn't anyone tell you that the higher the level of this technique, the more dangerous it is to cultivate?" The middle-aged woman said with a deep meaning.
"Dangerous? Many thanks for Senior Sister's good intentions. Little Brother feels that this cultivation technique is quite good, "Wang Changsheng said unconcernedly.
As long as he could resolve the Septic Blood Technique, Wang Changsheng would cultivate it no matter how dangerous it was.
"Up to you!" Seeing this, the middle-aged woman did not say anything. Soon, she copied it for Wang Changsheng.
After paying the contribution points, Wang Changsheng picked up the jade slip and put it between his eyebrows to check.
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