Huang Yi had just unfolded the "Poison Sutra" and had just read two or three words, but he was suddenly snatched away by someone from behind. He couldn't help but become furious. He turned his head and reached out to snatch it, but was pressed by one hand on his shoulder. This hand seemed to have little power, but Huang Yi was pressed and unable to move.

Dian Wan's eyes were emitting light at this time. He put the book "Poison Sutra" in his hand and turned it around. His eyes jumped up and down with the words. He looked ten lines at a glance. In a blink of an eye, he finished reading dozens of pages of "Poison Sutra" and threw them on the table.

Then Dian Wan returned to his bed, his eyes closed, and seemed to start to fall asleep again.

Huang Yi couldn't help but be furious, jumped up, staring at Dian Wan with bright eyes.

At this moment, a pair of chopsticks quietly stretched out and picked up the "Poisonous Sutra" from the table.

Over the past three days, Huang Yi quietly observed Dian Wan, and did not say a word. He either lie on the bed and slept soundly all day long, or sat on the edge of the immortal palace and stared at the Fire Poison City below, and did not even practice cultivation. Except for the chores he should do, he ignored all the other things and did not do them. He was even ridiculed by other outer disciples on the road. He didn't care at all. Such a guy was either a ill-brained man, or he really became an immortal.

Logically speaking, there will be no fools among the existences at this level. There are not many cowards, but not many. As for the guy who became an immortal, he would come back to the Fire Poison Immortal Palace to be an outer disciple?

It was completely impossible! Just as Huang Yi was staring at Dian Wan with his eyes burning, Zixiong had already put down his chopsticks and hid it in the corner of the bed to carefully look at the book "Poison Sutra".

It seemed that he felt Huang Yi's scrutiny gaze. Dian Wan looked at Huang Yi, then ignored him and closed his eyes and continued to sleep. Huang Yi's heart was stinging. Because Dian Wan looked at him, there was ignorance inside. He could not see his own shadow in Dian Wan's eyes, and only the huge world could see. Huang Yi suddenly felt that he might not be as good as a mosquito in Dian Wan's eyes.

Dian Wan didn't regard him as an opponent at all.

Dian Wan's gaze deeply hurt Huang Yi. Huang Yi has wanted to be conceited since he was a child. In his opinion, the word genius is specifically used to refer to him. Now that Huang Yi is ignored by Dian Wan, Huang Yi's teeth are about to bite and explode. However, the angry Huang Yi did not take action.

He originally thought Dian Wan was mysterious, but now he thought Dian Wan was not an ordinary mystery, just an abyss. Could it be that he is really a guy who has become an immortal?

Dian Wan asked himself to remain calm since childhood, which is of course a good thing, but also a bad thing, that is, when Huang Yi encounters things that he doesn't understand, he often hesitates and is too cautious.

Huang Yi is actually not afraid of losing or suffering, but he does not want to lose his clear mind. The advantage of such a personality is that if he faces danger and only one out of a hundred people can survive in the end, then Huang Yi has at least twice as much chance of survival as others, or even more.

The anger in Huang Yi's eyes slowly subsided. After staring at Dian Wan for a moment, he returned to the table. At this time, the book "Poison Sutra" had been quietly put back on the table.

Huang Yi snorted coldly, picked up the "Poison Sutra" and took a closer look.

The more Huang Yi read it, the more he felt that the content in the "Poison Sutra" was extremely profound and could even be described as obscure.

As he looked at him, Huang Yi turned his head and looked at Dian Wan, surprised. Dian Wan just flipped it over quickly. Could it be that he had already fully understood it? "What a joke? It's difficult to read every word like a genius. Can Dian Wan understand it? Can you just flip it casually and fully understand it?"

Huang Yi then gathered his mind and studied the "Poison Classic".

This poison sutra divides the cultivators who practice poison into two types, one is a poison refiner who specializes in elixirs, and the other is a poison cultivator.

When these outer disciples become inner disciples, they can make a choice whether to cultivate poison or refine alchemy.

Whether it is to refine poison or cultivate poison, there is a principle: All things in the world steal my vitality!

‘The nature of heaven is born with killing, which is the principle of Tao. The thieves of all things in heaven and earth, the thieves of all things, and the thieves of all things. Three thieves are suitable, and the three talents are at peace.’

Poison refiners want to steal the vital energy contained in the medicinal materials and the qi veins of heaven and earth, replenish the vital energy that is stolen in the growth, and even strengthen these vital energy, so as to prevent people from suffering from illness, prolong their life, or strengthen some physical functions, or even white bones produce muscles. Re-creation of qi and blood elixirs is to steal the vital energy contained in the medicinal materials and heaven and earth veins, replenish the vital energy that is stolen in the growth, and even strengthen these vital energy, so that people cannot suffer from illness, prolong their life, or strengthen some physical functions, or even white bones produce muscles, and recreate qi and blood. Poison practitioners do not pursue strength in their practice, but pursue the method of combining elixirs and flesh, and use elixirs to nourish meat without getting old and death.

However, the purpose of the poison practitioner is the same, but the methods are completely different.

The difference between the two is the difference between practicing external elixir and practicing internal elixir.

Poison cultivators rely on swallowing poison to refine inner elixirs in their bodies, using the inner elixir to accumulate vitality and nourish their body. However, it is too difficult to cultivate poison. There are only seven or eight monks in the entire Fire Poison Immortal Palace who dare to try to cultivate poison every year, and at least half of them survive for a year.

To date, only one senior five hundred years ago has successfully cultivated poison in the Fire Poison Immortal Palace.

It can be said that the difficulty of cultivating poison is more than ten times that of alchemy, and the possibility of success is one-twenty-thirty-two-thirty of alchemy.

Therefore, there are fewer and fewer poison cultivations in the process of practicing poison, and now basically no one is on this path. Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, there is only one type of poison refiner in the Fire Poison Immortal Palace without poison cultivation.

Dian Wan looked like he was sleeping on the bed, but in fact, Dian Wan's heart rolled like waves at this time.

Dian Wan was lying on the bed and savoring these words carefully. The more he chewed, the more tired he felt.

Huang Yi was also thinking about the book "Poison Sutra", but Zixiong didn't know where to find a chicken thigh. The chicken thigh was left with only one bone, but he reluctantly threw it away and put it in his mouth and slowly smacked it.

Time flies for seven days.

Huang Yi felt that he was going to be suppressed to death.

In the room, one sleeper and the other eater, one would sleep all day long, and the other would be squirting all kinds of things in his mouth. At first, those things were normal, perhaps because they had eaten all the food they carried with them when they first came to the Immortal Palace. Zixiong is now starting to catch strange bugs and roast loaches on the ground to eat them.

And these two guys have one thing in common, that is, they don’t speak or practice. He often walks through the rooms of other outer disciples, and often hears the voices of discussing the "Poison Sutra" inside, which makes him extremely envious. After all, one person has short plans and three people have the best. Many things he doesn’t understand may have been fully understood. Everyone communicates with each other and solves problems, so that they can make progress together.

Walking back from outside and looking at the snoring and slapping sounds in his room, Huang Yi had only one idea in his mind - wanting to die! Want to kill these two bastards!

Living in such an environment, Huang Yi felt that he would die suddenly anytime and anywhere.

God is not good at seeing. I finally entered the Fire Poison Immortal Palace in my dream. Why did I ask me to have these two strange things?

No, I have to change this situation. I must not sit still and wait for death. God doesn’t give me good companions, so I will find a way to create good companions by myself.

Huang Yi mustered up the courage and finally arrived outside the Tonghuo house. After wandering for a few rounds, he knocked on the Tonghuo gate.

The door opens without wind.

Huang Yi plucked up his courage and walked into the house of this inner disciple who was also their master with an extremely respectful attitude.

Huang Yi stood in the yard, and the sound of copper fire sounded: "Huang Yi, what are you doing?"

Huang Yi took a deep breath and said, "Master, my two junior brothers are really not motivated. One eats and drinks all day, while the other sleeps hard every day and has no intention of practicing. If this continues, I am afraid that in the newcomer competition in a month, we will lose your face."

"Oh? What do you want? Ask me to expel them from the Immortal Palace?" Tonghuo's voice suddenly brought a hint of fun.

Huang Yi shook his head repeatedly and said, "When I saw that they were not good at it, I was really full of this idea, but it was difficult to enter the Immortal Palace. They might just be obsessed with ghosts and were not enterprising. I think I should give them a chance. Unfortunately, I am a little slight and persuaded them to turn to the right. I don't know if I can ask Master, Master, to come forward and ask them to work harder. Even if I don't strive to be the first, I can't be the bottom, right? Even if I am at the bottom, if I work hard, I will have no regrets. This kind of depression and spending time every day is really heartbreaking. It's useless to waste the supreme cause and condition for coming to the Immortal Palace."

Tonghuo was silent for a moment and said, "Okay, ask them to see me."

Huang Yi was overjoyed when he heard this and hurriedly bowed and retreated.

Those two guys were not good, so he tried to push them away. It was not that Huang Yi didn't want to drive them out of the Fire Poison Immortal Palace. Huang Yi knew in his heart that if they were driven away, then who would take over them? There was no one at all! Unless he drove them away three years later, he would have to do all the remaining servants alone. In that case, let alone practicing, he could exhaust him to death!

Although he didn't like Dian Wan, Dian Wan was extremely powerful and qualified to be arrogant. Even if he didn't practice, he would have no problem dealing with ordinary outer disciples. As for that Zixiong, it was a bit too bad. He only knew how to eat every day. It was probably the bottom of the way to enter the Immortal Palace.

But at least there is someone better than no one. Even if he doesn't like these two people, he has to stand up. After all, in the newcomer competition in a month, if he can enter the top five teams, each newcomer can get a top-grade jade stone. Jade stone is very good for cultivation. What's more, if he can enter the top three, each team will get three cast pills.

This cast pill is a good thing. It can make up for the hidden injuries on the warriors and stabilize the foundation, and even make up for the innate defects. Many warriors who are stuck in the strong muscle realm can become Qi training monks after taking the cast pill.

In other words, as long as you can enter the top three teams, you may achieve the cultivation level of Qi training. Although you may not be able to become an inner disciple at once, at least, at that level, you are infinitely close to the inner disciple, just one piece of window paper is just a distance.

What is one step to reach the sky? This is one step to reach the sky.

How could Huang Yi be willing to give up such an opportunity?

Huang Yi hurried back to the room. Sure enough, Dian Wan was still sleeping soundly on the bed, while Zixiong sat at the corner of his bed, spreading his thick palms, and clasped the chopsticks with the other hand, crunching, eating the insects in his palms one by one, looking like a big monkey squatting on the bed, squatting on the melon seeds with chopsticks to eat.

Every time he saw this scene, Huang Yi felt disgusted, especially when he saw Zixiong's fat cheeks bulging, Huang Yi wanted to slap him hard.

Pressing down the anger in his heart, Huang Yi cleared his throat and said, "Dian Wan, Zixiong, Master asked you two to see him."

Zixiong's cheeks stopped and then quickly accelerated, crunched, crunched... He clamped the little bugs in his hand at a rapid speed, threw them into his mouth one by one, and ate them quickly.
Chapter completed!