Volume 5: The Sorrow of the Setting Sun Chapter 349: Poison God (Part 2)
"Thank you for reminding me!" Mu Yi bowed his hand to Patriarch Huanxia and left.
Watching Mu Yi¡¯s figure disappear into the sky, Ancestor Huanxia took out a fist-sized ball from her arms, which was flashing with a layer of brilliant colorful rays of light.
Ancestor Huanxia looked at the bead carefully and murmured: "Strange, since an hour ago, the Huanxia bead has been shining on its own. Could it be that something happened?"
"This is a treasure left by the master. In addition to absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth and nourishing one's own spiritual thoughts, does it have other magical effects?"
Ancestor Huanxia was confused and fell into deep thought.
This Huanxia Zhuzhu is the inheritance token of the master of Huanxia Sect. It has been passed down from the founder to today, and has passed through the hands of three generations of Huanxia ancestors.
However, he has never heard that the Huanxia Sect has other functions besides nourishing spiritual thoughts.
"Is it related to the master?" Ancestor Huanxia suddenly thought that this Huanxia Pearl was a treasure refined by the master back then. If there is any secret, it must be related to the master.
He recalled what his master had said many years ago. Due to his different skills, he was not directly passed down by his ancestor. The whereabouts of his master's treasures, except for this magic rosy pearl, have also been unknown. His master also spent a lot of effort to find the inheritance of his master, but all failed.
"Could it be that the master's treasure was actually left in the Valley of Forgetting Worry?" Ancestor Huanxia suddenly thought in his heart. The more he thought about it, the more likely it was that it was possible. Otherwise, how could Huanxia Pearl sparkle on its own for no reason?
"Anyway, the magic circle has been arranged properly. It just so happens that there is no one around now, so I will go check around and see if I can find some clues!" Ancestor Huanxia made up his mind after thinking about it for a while.
He carefully examined the flashing aura of Magic Sauvignon and found that the intensity of the aura coming from different parts was different.
"Perhaps this is indicating the direction of the induction!" Ancestor Huanxia thought to herself, and then flew towards the east. It was quite different from the direction Mu Yi left.
After Mu Yi flew thousands of miles away, he saw a cloud of green poisonous mist and released the impatient little fur ball from the creature bag.
The latter immediately fluttered its wings, rushed towards the poisonous thing with a buzzing sound, and plunged into the poisonous mist.
¡°Be careful!¡± The God of Death hurriedly reminded Mu Yi when he saw this. He said: "This poisonous mist is extremely terrifying. Even those beings in the Yuan Ying stage are a little afraid. How can you let your spiritual pet seek death? And your spiritual pet looks like the aura of the Yuan Vein stage!"
"It doesn't matter!" Mu Yi said with a smile, "This spiritual pet is not an ordinary monster. It likes to swallow all kinds of strange poisons. So far, no poison has been able to deal with it."
"Really?" Death said with some disbelief.
But the scene that happened next made Death have no choice but to believe it.
The little fur ball flew in front of the green poisonous fog. He suddenly opened his mouth and inhaled, and the poisonous gas in the poisonous mist turned into a thin thread and was swallowed by the little hair ball.
The poisonous mist is getting smaller and smaller, but the body of the little fur ball is getting bigger and bigger, and the snow-white fur gradually turns green. Finally, the little fur ball becomes round and about ten feet in size, and the fur is shiny green. , but the poisonous mist disappeared without a trace.
"Take it easy, swallow so much poisonous mist in one breath. I'm afraid it won't take more than a few decades to digest it!" Mu Yi shook his head and said, but unfortunately the little fur ball ignored it.
"Strange, strange!" the God of Death said in shock. He couldn't help but turn into a phantom and leave Mu Yi's body. Looked at the little fur ball carefully.
"No wonder, no wonder!" The God of Death said with a sudden change of expression, "It turns out that it was transformed by a ray of poisonous breath from the Poison God. No wonder it has to be afraid of the poisonous mist, but it can feed on the poisonous mist!"
"Poison God Poison Breath?" Mu Yi asked curiously: "Senior, do you know the origin of this spiritual pet?"
"Yes." The God of Death nodded with confidence and said, "I am 70% to 80% sure. We can deduce the origin of this little thing!"
"Back then, we and the other four ancient gods fell one by one with Master Zhu Rong, but we left some means before our death in the hope that one day we could regain our bloodline and be reborn."
"Among them, the Corpse God left its immortal corpse. As long as the bloodline he left behind encounters this immortal corpse, it can be fused with this corpse and reborn. It is the simplest method and preserves the most strength. But the prerequisite is the immortal corpse. It is very difficult to hide it in an extremely secretive way without being discovered, and also to allow the descendants who have obtained your bloodline to find the corpse, but I don¡¯t know the corpse god.What methods did he use to actually let him do it? "
"I will seal the memory inheritance in the eyes of the Yin and Yang gods. This is also a similar method, but it is not as convenient as the Corpse God leaving the entire body."
"The evil god left behind a stream of divine blood full of his evil thoughts. As long as he comes into contact with the divine blood, his evil thoughts can corrode the opponent's divine thoughts and gradually control the opponent. This is also a way to avoid the eyes and ears of the immortals, and It¡¯s a good way to take advantage of the opportunity to be reborn.¡±
"As for the Poison God, what he did was to explode his poisonous breath before he died. The Poison God's divine body is the most poisonous poison in this world. Before he died, he would self-destruct his divine body and attack the enemy, and at the same time, it would turn into thousands of poisonous breaths. , disintegrated between heaven and earth."
"As long as there is a trace of poisonous breath that can survive in a certain creature's body, it will have the opportunity to evolve into a poison god by absorbing all the poisons in the world. Although this method is cruel, it makes it difficult for the immortals to kill them all. It is difficult for them to kill them all. Detect and eliminate all the poisonous gas in this world."
The God of Death pointed at the little furball and said, "And your spiritual pet is probably a wisp of poisonous breath left by the God of Poison."
"Is it the poisonous breath left by the Poison God?" Mu Yi was surprised. Unexpectedly, this little fur ball actually had a great origin!
Speaking of which, among the four ancient gods, the evil god was entangled with Mu Yi and eventually died at the hands of Mu Yi; the corpse god's demon dragon blade was obtained by Mu Yi; the yin and yang eyes of the god of death were in Mu Yi's body; the Poison God's The poisonous breath actually became Mu Yi's spiritual pet; he had inseparable contact with the four ancient gods, and they had different relationships with each other, with kindness and resentment, love and hatred.
The God of Death murmured: "Is it because you have the blood of Lord Zhurong, the God of Fire, that the grudges and grudges of the past have turned into the entanglements of this life? Hey, it's a pity that the Yin and Yang gods can't see themselves, otherwise I really want to see it Look, who were you in your previous life!"
Mu Yi shook his head slightly, feeling a little unbelievable.
Although there are not many high-level god cultivators in this world, and although they are all connected because of their special bloodline, in the vast human world, he can encounter the inheritance, breath, and bloodline left by the four ancient gods. It can be said that the chance is extremely small, and people have to lament the arrangement of fate, as if there is an invisible giant hand secretly controlling everything behind the scenes.
The little fur ball seemed to know nothing about this, and its intelligence was still not high. After swallowing a whole group of terrifying green poisonous mist, the little fur ball vibrated its transparent wings vigorously, so that its bulging body could float in the air. middle.
However, it seems that it is not satisfied yet. It is looking greedily at another cloud of poisonous mist emerging from the grass ahead.
"If you want to eat, go ahead!" Mu Yi smiled slightly. If the little fur ball is the poisonous breath left by the legendary Poison God, then naturally he won't be afraid of swallowing more poisonous mist.
The little fur ball received Mu Yi's permission and immediately flew excitedly towards the poisonous mist. Its round body moved forward under the flapping of a pair of transparent wings that were only about a foot in size. Although it looked very funny, it was actually flying at an extremely fast speed. Not slow.
Mu Yi followed closely and rushed nearby.
The little fur ball repeated the same trick, and still just opened his mouth and sucked in all the poisonous mist into his body. After that, the little fur ball's body grew bigger again.
There are clouds of poisonous mist everywhere in the Valley of Forgetfulness. This is one of the most terrifying places in the Valley of Forgetfulness, but to the little fur ball, it is like a "fairyland on earth"!
The little fur ball flew around happily, constantly searching for and devouring the poisonous mist one after another. Its round body seems to be able to continue to expand forever, holding a large amount of poisonous mist like a bottomless pit, and it never means to stop because it is "too full".
"That's enough!" After half a day, Mu Yi looked at the green monster dozens of feet tall beside him, shook his head with a wry smile and said, "We have flown far away, and you have also swallowed a lot of poisonous mist. Why don't you swallow it again?" , your body is getting bigger and bigger, I¡¯m afraid I won¡¯t be able to keep you in the living bag!¡±
This big green fur ball roughly understood what Mu Yi meant. It still looked at the poisonous mist floating above the woods in front of it, and looked at Mu Yi with a praying look.
Mu Yi was helpless and said with a smile: "Okay, this is the last one! After eating this poisonous mist, you can obediently return to the living bag and refine the poisonous mist. I wonder if you will fall asleep this time. Hundreds of years!"
The big fur ball immediately flew forward with all its strength. Its size expanded to dozens of feet, but its wings were only about ten feet in size. However, this did not affect his flexible posture when flying.
The fur ball flew to the side of the poisonous mist and immediately opened its mouth to suck in it wildly.
As before, the poisonous mist turned into a thin line and was sucked into the body by the hair ball.
However, after inhaling for a long time, the poisonous mist did not shrink.
Mu Yi was stunned, looking at it carefully, he found that the woods were constantly emitting wisps of green mist, which was added to the poisonous mist in time. The faster the little fur ball sucked, the more mist was emitted from the woods, so this poisonous mist Always maintain a certain size, basically no changes.
"Did we find the source of the poisonous mist?" Mu Yi was startled and asked the God of Death, "Senior, what do you think?"
"There are weird things in the woods, so be careful!" The God of Death is obviously a more cautious character.
Mu Yi nodded. The woods in Wangyou Valley were extremely tall, like huge peaks. There were dragons and crouching tigers inside. He didn't dare to investigate deeply.