As soon as he opened his eyes, the poisonous scorpion was still squirming a second ago, but now he is extremely moved. He used the things that poisoned dozens of lives to die one day under the poison that he is proud of.

"Little Scorpion... is dead?"

"Yes." Hua Qingshen nodded lightly, and with a storm, the scorpion was scattered and his body disappeared.

The Poison King couldn't believe it. His beloved disciple killed his close-up hidden weapon.

"The love of flowers is deep, you go and get out of the Poisonous Miasma Valley. I can't tolerate you, the Great Buddha." The Poison King was hysterical and at his fifties, he lost his attitude.

For decades, I have devoted myself to drug research and drug production. I am paranoid and occasionally go crazy. Compared with normal people, when I encounter unacceptable things, I can't control myself and calm down.

Hua Qingshen glanced at the moment of the poison king, and felt a little reluctant to look at him. His hair was scratched by himself, his face was covered with dirt and blood, and his eyes were almost glaring out.

"Okay, a poisonous scorpion that harms people will be carried with you all day long, and it will not be good for you. Maybe one day I will bite you back."

"Little Scorpion will not do this. Only you will disobey the teacher. Once you go out, you will give the "Poison Sutra List" to someone. Now, you have killed Little Scorpion. You are so fond of love. Why don't you go to heaven? Why are you doing in my Poisonous Miasma Valley?"

The Poison King just needed to force Hua Qingshen to return the little scorpion.

"Master, be more reasonable. Half a month ago, if it weren't for your instructing me to come back, I would have come back?"

The Poison King swallowed it, what was going on, but... this time he couldn't forgive the deep love for Hua Lian.

"Besides, if you kill people, you are like this, you don't know what right or wrong, and you are still irritable. Yes, there are many people who fear you in the world, but if you think you are the ones who kill you, they are still lined up from the Poisonous Mias Valley to the Capital."

"Hmph, a group of people who don't know how to live or die deserve it. I'm in a bad mood and start a massacre. What's wrong with it?"

Hua Qingshen lowered her eyes and looked at the Poison King with a reasonable look, and couldn't help but sigh, Yes, Master is such a person, who does not take any useless people seriously.

Otherwise, I would not be qualified to become his master.

"Master, your concept is deeply rooted, and I won't want to change your idea. Just stay in the Poisonous Miasma Valley honestly and don't go down the mountain. After all, I'm old and if I encounter a strong enemy and outnumbered, I may not have a master."

He still doesn't want to see his master killing people for no reason, and the impact is bad. Originally, his reputation in the world was not very good.

A completely poisonous demon only knows how to bury his head in refining poison, and even lets go of innocent people's lives. How many people have been killed by the poisonous scorpion killed in recent years are all caused by the master, and he cannot watch it and ignore it.

There are millions of ways to practice poison, and it shouldn't be like this.

"Who can beat me in the world?" The Poison King is still the Poison King who stands out for the most heroes, one of the three giants.

"I!"

"You, you, you, still want to murder me?" The Poison King didn't want to admit it, "You little brat, you are arrogant. When will you beat me?"

"Master, look far, there are people outside of others, and there are heavens outside of heaven. Perhaps, poison is what you want throughout your life and is also the capital for you to stand out in the heroes. I may not be able to compare with you in terms of poison, but in terms of scheming and opportunism, it is not certain. Winning is often not something that can be determined by force alone.

Also, twenty years have passed, you will be sure that the old man Yingkui and the immortals of the Forbidden City are still the ones they were back then. Their martial arts might be better than you. After all, for twenty years, you have devoted yourself to practicing poisoning and drug production. The martial arts may be lost in this regard…”

"How could it be?" The Poison King looked surprised. He had to admit that Hua Qingshen's words made sense, but he became even more unfair by his disciples.

"Master, when God is about to give a great responsibility to this person, he must first suffer his mind and mind, exhaust his muscles and bones, starve his body, and be empty and useless. He will do what he does, so he will be moved and endure his nature and increase what he cannot do.

You still have a long way to go. Just like me, you are still in the upward stage. We cannot be limited to the moment we are just a poisonous scorpion. If it is gone, it will be gone. Once things exist, there will be a reason for their existence. But once it no longer exists, it is the prey of the weak. The fittest survives, and it should not exist because it is not allowed by this world.

It is also wrong to kill someone for no reason just to meet your own needs. Do you understand what I mean?"

Hua Qingshen usually looks cynical, and he will only be serious when facing his respected master.

"So, I can't kill people by my mood, nor can I stand by myself and not look forward? I can't just chase you away just because of the death of the little scorpion?"

"It can be said that." Hua Qingshen's eyes were profound. Although he said so, he still gave up that position and did not climb forward, but gave up halfway, just not wanting to get involved in such disputes of right and wrong?

I wanted to live a free and easy life, so I came to the Poisonous Miasma Valley. When I met myself, I was a master for five years.

"Boy, you really made me... have to calm down, otherwise I will still be unable to help fighting with you. Little Scorpion is a pet I have been raising for six years, and you have been with me for five years, I..."

"Master, that thing is gone, it will be gone. It is still six or five years ago. Can it talk to you like me? Can it talk to you about the principles of life like me? Can it give you the blood lotus you have always wanted?"

"You-what did you say?" The Poison King almost jumped up, "Blood Lotus?"

"Well, when I came back here for half a month, I had already brought it here, but it likes the fire of lava and cannot be planted in the medicinal field like usual medicine. I have cultivated it in the molten cave in the back mountain. You can go and see it if you have time."

He knew that Master had always wanted such a blood lotus, but it was hard to find a blood lotus, and there were no three in the whole world.

Blood lotus petals can be used to refine poisons, pollen can be used as medicine, leaves can cure all diseases, and can also dispel yin and cold energy.

More than 20 years ago, the Poison King was not lured into the deep pool of cold by the enemy. The root cause of the yin and cold disease was just right, and the Blood Lotus could be cured.

He also took great effort to get such a blood lotus.

"You..." The Poison King lost his temper in an instant. Such a disciple really makes people love and hate them.

"Okay, good things, I won't listen to you. However, please relax, the person I gave to, she is very reliable, she is also a person who understands poison. Maybe the poison technique is still above you!"

"Is there someone like this?" The Poison King obviously didn't believe it, "Who is he?"

"Master, you should also restrain your curiosity. It is said that you know your destiny at fifty. Why are you still so irritable?"

"Boy——"

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Don't keep your writing, little fairies, hehe, I guess it will be on the shelves early this month, and it will be ten thousand updates by then
Chapter completed!