As Gongsun Zhi went deeper, the speed of the treasure pill swallowing finally slowed down. It was not that the treasure was not powerful, but that Gongsun Zhi finally needed to stop and refine the toxins.

Before, because the miasma outside the swamp was not pure, the poisonous alchemy light could be refined by itself with a flash.

However, as he went deeper, the miasma in the swamp became more pure. At the same time, the black gourd overturned the swamp ground, and the more pure miasma that had been accumulated underground was also stimulated, so that Gongsun Zhi had to sit cross-legged down and refine the toxins in the poison pill every few miles.

However, as the toxins absorbed in the treasure pill become more refined, Gongsun Zhi’s understanding of the many toxins in the treasure pill became clearer. At the same time, he had an enlightenment in his heart that the poisonous path is not only about poisoning, releasing poison, but also about medicine and detoxification.

This treasure pill has also swallowed a lot of poisons. As the quality of the treasure pill improves, groups of poisons disperse and reorganize them in the treasure pills, and the poison and medical effects are displayed in Gongsun Zhi's mind.

Of course, it is limited to the toxins that Baodan has absorbed. At this time, Gongsun Zhi could not make any mistakes.

On this day, Gongsun Zhi was refining treasure elixir toxins. The red clouds and black sand were laid into a Tai Chi diagram with Gongsun Zhi as the center, and the Netherworld White Bone Banner was inserted behind it.

The golden-winged roc bird in the Yin God state fell quietly above the treasure banner, staring at the surroundings with a pair of strange eyes vigilantly. Whenever there is any movement, golden light will be emitted from the eyes to detect the reality and reality. Although the golden-winged roc carving has become an Yin God, it has added magical powers.

At this moment, footsteps suddenly came not far from the west.

The visitor did not mean to hide it. Although the footsteps did not deliberately increase, the monks who could enter here could make such heavy footsteps. It was already a test.

The golden-winged roc eagle looked at the visitor with vigilant eyes. The Netherworld White Bone Banner was automatically without wind, and the black and red Tai Chi diagram was lightly running and ready to use a thunder strike at any time.

When the visitor came three feet outside the Tai Chi diagram, he first glanced at the Golden-winged Roc Eagle in surprise, then hesitatedly looked at the strange Tai Chi diagram that rotated. Finally, he did not step forward, but sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a string of rosary in his hand and chanting sutras silently.

A black-brown bead among the light golden rosary was very abrupt, but it was held tightly in the hands of the visitor. It was very strange under the blessing of the faint golden light.

"I didn't expect to meet you, Monk Puzhi, here, it's fate!"

Gongsun Zhi did not let many people wait. Gongsun Zhi was familiar with the toxins in the poison pill. After experiencing the changes in the poison pill, he opened his eyes without being too addicted.

Seeing the visitor wearing a plain white monk's robe, the monk's robe was not dirty at all in the swamp of death, his face looked a little old, holding a string of rosary in his hand, and there was an alien in the middle of the beads. Gongsun Zhi instantly realized that this person should be Puzhi, one of the four great monks of Tianyin Temple.

Then the poison pill hung above the head again, but did not absorb the miasma. Instead, it emitted a faint treasure light to exclude all the miasma that surged in nearby areas. A pure land was empty with Gongsun Zhi as the center! The red clouds and black sand also spread instantly, forming a large circle around the periphery to prevent poisonous insects and poisonous beasts from rushing in.

"This lay Buddhist recognizes me?"

Puzhi is also a master of art and courage. When he saw Gongsun Zhi's actions, he did not resist at all. He allowed the poison pill and the red clouds and black sand to cover his wheels.

You should know that Gongsun Zhi, who was consolidated by the Yang God, could easily sense that his strength was steadily over Puzhi. The other party was so relieved. Gongsun Zhi couldn't help but sigh in his heart that Puzhi, who was not affected by the bloodthirsty bead, was worthy of the name of the monk, both in his mind and inspiration.

"I think there are not many monks with such cultivation!"

Gongsun Zhi naturally couldn't say that he had read the original work and speculated it. He made up a reason at this moment.

Puzhi nodded slightly without doubt. The two had no intersection, and with Gongsun Zhi's strength, he would not deceive himself for such a trivial matter.

"I wonder where lay people practice?"

"Haha, Kongsang Mountain Blood Drip Cave!"

Gongsun Zhi smiled when he heard this, and said the place of practice, his eyes full of teasing!

"What?"

Sure enough, Puzhi browed when he heard this, and his hand holding the bloodthirsty beads couldn't help but tighten.

Not long after Puzhi entered the Death Swamp, he found the bloodthirsty bead in a Jedi. Although the old monk was devoted to the great way of immortality, his compassion was real. The bloodthirsty beads were fierce and it was a disaster no matter where he was placed. He simply took it with him and planned to save it with a pure Buddhist teaching.

However, the bloodthirsty beads are also divine weapons in the Nine Heavens. They have been sacrificed and refined by the black-hearted old man for hundreds of years. I don’t know how many creatures have been stained with blood and resentment. After getting the demon beads for several years, Puzhi not only did not save the demon beads, but instead was unable to make progress in Buddhism, which was invaded by the demon thoughts.

At this moment, I suddenly heard Gongsun Zhi mention the Blood Refining Hall, and thought the other party recognized the bloodthirsty beads in his hand.

"You are the remnants of the Blood Refining Hall?"

Puzhi's voice was slightly cold, and although he had not stood up, a faint golden light appeared all over his body.

"no!"

Gongsun Zhi looked at the bloodthirsty bead in Puzhi's hand. When he mentioned the blood drop hole, he obviously flashed a trace of light. Puzhi didn't notice it, but how could he escape Gongsun Zhi's eyes?

When the bloodthirsty beads in the original work saw the original owner, the old man Heixin, even if the soul-devouring suppression was still refined by Zhang Xiaofan, it could still affect Zhang Xiaofan. Later, because Biyao destroyed the old man Heixin, the dull Zhang Xiaofan was directly angry at Biyao.

Think about the soul of the witch girl Linglong in the Xuanhuo Jian, and the Hehuan Ling can also retain a trace of Bi Yao's soul.

Gongsun Zhi boldly guessed that the bloodthirsty beads definitely had the soul of the black-hearted old man, and that it could withstand the damage of the two major souls of soul devouring and blood refining. This soul is definitely not as simple as a residual soul.

"What does lay Buddhist mean?"

Puzhi didn't know that Gongsun Zhi thought so much in an instant, but after hearing Gongsun Zhi's answer, he calmed down. Even the golden light behind him was restrained, but the speed of the Buddhist beads in his hand seemed to have increased a little, and the 108 Buddhist beads emitted a faint golden light to trap the bloodthirsty beads firmly.

"Does the monk know about the heavenly book?"

Gongsun Zhi did not answer, but his eyes turned and found an opportunity to watch Wuliang Jade Bi!

"The supreme magic of the Demon Cult Ghost King Sect?"

The Ghost King Sect has risen rapidly over more than a hundred years, and its inherited martial arts heavenly books are naturally spread to such a magical way.

"Does the monk know that there are five heavenly books?"

"I don't know this!"

Puzhi was slightly surprised, but no matter how good the heavenly book is, it is a magical technique. Although Puzhi has always wanted to see the mystery of immortality, he never thought about practicing the magical path.

"The heavenly book has five volumes, and the second volume is widely circulated, which is what you call the secret book of the Ghost King Sect inheritance~"

Puzhi frowned when he heard this, but his good Zen cultivation made him not interrupt Gongsun Zhi. However, Gongsun Zhi said that the inheritance of the Ghost King Sect was only part of the Heavenly Book, so what was the complete Heavenly Book?

"In addition to the second volume, there are three volumes that were born early. The first volume is the inheritance technique of the Blood Refining Hall, the largest sect of the Demon Cult that was destroyed eight hundred years ago!"

"Hiss~"
Chapter completed!