Going down the mountain directly, Tang Wenlong took the plane and returned to the Tang Sect directly, reporting all the things he encountered on the field.

"There is a flame that can burn the poisonous qi that enters the body, and it can also burn all the meridians, dantian, and innate qi? There is also a drop of black water that can extinguish the flame and repair the damaged meridians?"

After hearing Tang Wenlong's statement, even Tang Miaoxing, the leader of the Tang Sect, was a little unbelievable for a moment.

There are so many poisons in the world. The Tang Sect who can become a card player will naturally not just be a means of hidden weapons. There is another mystery in this poisonous qi.

Most people in the Tang sect choose to practice poisonous qi when they were young, they will choose some medicinal materials to mix and make an auxiliary substance for cultivation.

Some people will choose croton as the main medicine to integrate into Qi. After the poisonous Qi enters the body, it will cause damage to the stomach and intestines; some people will choose poppy, which will cause hallucinations and addiction; some people will directly choose highly toxic medicinal materials and kill them with one blow!

This is their unique technique of the Tang Sect. No one outside can use this trick!

With this hand, they even had Yin Wusheng decades ago. Even the gods and spirits could not untie the effects of croton in the poisonous Qi, so they obediently ran to the toilet several times.

In the end, it was only with them that they had to understand the medicine to detach the poison in their body. Otherwise, if they continued, their gastrointestinal function would be greatly damaged.

"Call him to me and have a look."

Not sure, Tang Miaoxing decided to call Tang Wenlong for a good look.

"The main person of the door sees me?" Looking at Tingting, who looked idiot in front of her, Tang Wenlong also realized the degree of importance the sect leader valued this matter. After making a move, he went straight to the principal's office.

"Oh, Xiaolong is here." Without saying much nonsense, Tang Miaoxing directly reached out and put his hand on Tang Wenlong's hand, and carefully looked at the meridians on his hand with Qizai.

At first glance, there was no difference. It was not until he concentrated all his energy that he could see the difference between the meridians in his hand and other places.

The meridians on the hands are a bit terrible on the outside, but looking at the inside, they are completely refreshed, while the meridians in other parts of the body are consistent inside and outside.

"It seems that your boy is right. There are indeed traces of meridians after being repaired, but this method of repair is too magical."

After looking around again, Tang Miaoxing discovered the situation in Tang Wenlong's dantian: "When the fire burns, can't your cultivation level increase?"

"That's not." Tang Wenlong shook his head: "I've only been burned for a few years, but I can still practice. But the progress of my cultivation is slow. If I want to fully recover, I'm afraid I have to wait for a while."

Tang Miaoxin was silent for a moment: "You stay here first, and the door will show you if there is any solution."

"Thank you, the master."

"The one who burned you was called Jiang Xin, which made you purple fire."

"right."

"I see."

After leaving the principal's office, Tang Miaoxing couldn't calm down: "It can burn Qi and poison together, and it can also go upstream to damage the meridians of the Dantian. What is this method?"

After thinking about it, he turned around and walked into Tang Tomb.

......

No matter what happened in the Tang Sect, or whether Tang Wenlong's sudden admit defeat was a bit confusing, the Luo Tian Dajiao game continued.

Group B's second game: Zero vs. Zhang Lingyu.

Lu Jin's subordinates, Ling naturally knew Zhang Lingyu and said with a smile: "Uncle Master, please show mercy."

Looking at the lazy Zero, Zhang Lingyu subconsciously thought of Zhang Chulan, the guy who had not been in good shape all day long, and his brows frowned.

"The competition begins."

"Five Thunders Dharma!"

boom!

The black thunder bit out like a permanent device, tangling around Zero.

After the thunder dispersed, Zero fell to the ground in black and was carried out of the venue by several Taoist priests on stretchers: "Why...is this..."

"Hmph." I knew that I might have done something, but Zhang Lingyu still waved his Taoist robe like an iceberg, turned around and left, attracting many girls' eyes.

The third game of Group A: Zhang Chulan vs. Lu Linglong.

Looking at Lu Linglong in front of him, who was wearing a suspected pajamas, Zhang Chulan felt a little embarrassed. She just drank and chatted together last night, and today she took a heavy hand and beat the person out, which seemed a bit inappropriate.

But if you don’t take a heavy blow, it won’t be better if you capsize in the gutter.

After being in a dilemma for a while, Zhang Chulan finally decided to obey her wishes: No matter what, you must not lose!

A white lightning was buckled by one hand, and Zhang Chulan scratched his head: "Miss Lu, why don't you admit defeat. If you really hurt you, I'm afraid it's not easy for me to get through the trap of Mr. Lu Jin..."

"No!" Lu Linglong shook his head seriously: "I'm here to compete, how can I surrender without a fight!"

"I came to participate in this Luotian Grand Ceremony to verify what I learned, so... please do your best!"

"That's it..." Zhang Chulan took a deep breath, and his eyes gradually became serious: "That's sorry..."

Scream—

A sound of a shop slashing through the air sounded, and the next moment, Zhang Chulan disappeared from the spot, passing by Lu Linglong like thunder and lightning.

In just a moment, several bright white lightnings climbed on Lu Linglong.

With the thunder in his hand, the lightning that lingers around Lu Linglong instantly shines: "Thunder method, thunder in the palm of your hand!"

boom!

Thunder and lightning were raging, and the silver snake danced wildly. When everything was calm, Lu Linglong fell to the ground with neatness.

Zhang Chulan finally stopped. Although Lu Linglong was defeated, she looked normal at least, and was much better than Zhang Lingyu's opponents.

"Hey, I can't do anything." Zhang Chulan regained his previous appearance again: "I'm a little scared of Quanzhen Kung Fu if I don't tell me your ability."

Seeing Zhang Chulan breaking out on the court and sending Lu Linglong directly out of the field, the audience in the stands felt a little fantasy for a moment: "This... is Zhang Chulan so strong?"

"It probably won't be...it should be just a coincidence?"

"If he is really so strong, why would he use such a sinister move in front? It must be fake!"

"Maybe people pretended on purpose."

"Then why don't you pretend now? Miss Lu is so simple, with Zhang Chulan's scoundrel appearance, she may be so humble."

But no matter how strange it is to everyone’s hearts, the game is over: “Zhang Chulan vs. Lu Linglong, Zhang Chulan wins!”

"Okay, Zhang Chulan, I will make our baby Linglong look like this!"

Looking at Lu Linglong, who was lying on the hospital bed with her clothes chopped into charcoal, Lu Jin still felt reluctant to let go even though he knew that he had kept his hands.
Chapter completed!