Chapter 1006: White poisons visits

Into the library of books, Zhang Hang shook his head and shook his head.
It’s not that he wants to pretend to be the ancestor of the poison hall, but the situation at the time. There is really no other way.
Not to say that Xu Changzu is very likely to commit suicide, and the poison hall is not shared with the sky. There is no room for manoeuvre. Although it is a bit of a big banner, after all, it will solve all the problems and not delay reading. Good two.
Of course, being able to disguise success is still thanks to the swearing.
With the use of the purple leaf king's camouflage button, the body's killing atmosphere is concealed, which succeeds in exuding the breath of the human strong, so that Ruo Qingyuan and others dare not doubt.
Whether the scent of the monks is released, then the stupid people know that they are aliens, not to mention shocking, and if they can’t say anything, they will be exposed.
However, the effect of camouflage buttons is still far less than the books left by Confucius. It is okay to conceal the poison master. If you are a teacher, it is not so easy.
"I don't know how long I can hide, or read a book first!"
Although I have been holding on to each other for a short time, many things can't stand the scrutiny. For the sake of the present, reading as soon as possible, as long as you can find a way to solve Wei Ruyan, you can leave directly, there is no need to deal with it.
Thinking of this, there is not much hesitation, and I quickly walked to the fourth floor.
The books on this level are obviously much smaller than the first three layers, but they are even deeper. The books that have been left have basically reached the peak of four stars, five stars, and even higher.
Sweeping along the rows of bookshelves, printing books into your mind, becoming your own knowledge, with more and more reading, the understanding of the profession of the poisoner is getting more and more profound.
Under an hour, I will finish watching this layer and continue to the fifth floor.
The books here are only open to five-star poisons, and the number has been reduced. It took less than half an hour to be clean.
"Is there still?"
The five-story books were all read, and there was still too much news about the innate poison. Zhang Su couldn’t help but be anxious.
This collection hall has only seven floors. The content has exceeded the majority, but there is no slightest eyebrow. Is it difficult to solve the problem of innate poison?
It’s really bad, it’s bad!
The situation of Wei Ruyan, although it has not completely deteriorated, it is impossible to insist on finding a higher-level poison hall.
"Look at the last two layers and make a decision..."
It’s useless to know that anxiety is anxious, and I’m going to go up.
The books on this floor are less than 10,000 books. They are slowly moving along the bookshelf. Just remembering them. When you go to the last layer, you will hear the door "Oh!" Open, a silhouette. From coming in.
It’s a 60-year-old man, a white beard, a gaze, a very ordinary dress, no badges, no specific grades.
Shaking his head, I don’t care, I’m planning to go up, and my voice is coming from my mind.
"Master, this person's strength is even higher than if it is far away, I am afraid that it has reached the Sanctuary..."
"Sanctuary Quadruple, Seven Star Venom?"
Zhang Hangyi.
The strength of the Hongyuan Poison Hall is not the strongest of the Qingyuan Temple? There are only three peaks, how come suddenly a four-fold?
This strength, even if compared to the Purple Leaf King, is not bad.
"Yes, although he is very well hidden, but it is not me!" The monk quietly voiced.
The of the leaf king was swallowed up, and his strength was restored again. At this time, even the old man not far away did not find it.
"The four strongest people in the sanctuary are quietly coming over, what are you going to do?"
There was a frowning, and the meaning of Zhang Sueding was greatly increased.
I was trying to throw out the Purple Leaf King and a lot of cockroaches. I started to work hard and let it go. I thought about it and stopped.
This high-level powerhouse appears here, certainly not for reading, and even less for hanging out, definitely coming to find yourself.
I didn’t shoot directly, but I pushed the door in. It’s estimated that I didn’t come to trouble, but I gave birth to doubts and wanted to test!
If you only try to do it, there is no need to let the purple leaf king come out. Otherwise, it will be loud and noisy. The previous camouflage has no use, and the seventh layer of books is broken. The delay will only be more many.
"The four strongest people in the Sanctuary, who have the gods, have not been so fooled before..."
It’s best not to be able to do it, but it’s definitely harder than ever to fool this kind of power.
I said that I am a congenital poisonous body. As long as the poison is not dead, if Qingyuan and others do not dare to doubt, but for the Yuanshen strong, this use is not big.
With the of the gods, you can completely detect the soul... He has this ability to blend with the soul of Wei Ruyan, not the real poisonous body. If you check it, it is easy to be found loopholes.
Unless... let the other party not explore with the gods!
What should I do?
......
He thought about it here, and the old man who was later looked at him in the room.
The guy in front of me, the real strength is really only from the holy level, can not see the special, the appearance is also some ordinary, and even some wretched.
I don’t know why Qingyuan and others are so easy to be fooled, and he believes that he has the soul of the founding father.
Just want to talk, ask, see the guy not far away, slammed forward and slammed into a row of bookshelves.
"Yeah!"
The brow wrinkles.
It’s hard to see his speciality, scared to escape?
This is the case, it is bad!
And, watching the speed, I really want to hit it, the books in the entire bookshelf, may be destroyed by his hand!
This is a book that the poisonous hall of the poison hall has come up with, how can it be destroyed in front of your own eyes!
The face sank, the body was running, the palm of the hand was grabbed, and the guy was caught, but he suddenly stopped and sat on the floor, seemingly into a state of cultivation.
cultivation...
The old man is confused.
I just ran hard, I was going to hit the bookshelf, and I sat down to practice in the next moment... This is too different, too unreliable!
This old man is just the white drug lord Bai Ting who just came from the headquarters. He knows that this guy who is enchanted by ghosts is behind the library, let Ruo Qingyuan and others stay outside and walk in alone.
I was thinking about how to speak, talk to the other person, and I heard the guy sitting not far away, and the voice fainted.
"What did you see?"
Looking around for a week, I found that no one else, the white poisonist pointed at himself with a fog: "I?"
The guy in front did not answer, but nodded.
"In addition to the book, it seems that there is nothing!" I don't know what the other person meant, the white poisonist hesitated, said.
This is the library of books. There are bookshelves and books in the eyes. What else can you do besides these two?
"Hey!"
The guy in front, sighing, with a sorrow in his tone, seems to be full of disappointment: "I thought that the seven-star peak poison master, the Sanctuary four strong, can have different opinions, now it seems... and other Like people."
"You, you... know my strength?"
The pupil was shrunk and the white poisonist was shocked.
He hides his strength, and he doesn't have a level badge. On the outside, there is no difference between the ordinary six-star poisoner. The other person is facing himself and telling it out... I can't believe it.
"The Sanctuary is just fourfold, what can't you see?"
After snoring, the middle-aged man in front, the closed eyes, "look" to the bookshelf not far away: "This is not a book, but knowledge, but a pity... the descendants will pass on me and pass on my inheritance. It’s all plausible!

"Your heritage?"
White poisonist frowns.
"Yeah!"
Nodded, the middle-aged man sighed again: "You know, why did you cultivate to the peak of the seven stars, and you can't break through? The silkworm star, although it is not weak, but unfortunately, the drug with it has problems, Yuan It’s a pity that the acupoint is closed like iron and it’s always slamming!

"You, you... know that I am practicing silkworms?"
The body is stiff, and the white poisonist can't believe it.
I wanted to test the other person. As a result, I didn’t speak, I heard this sentence and scared my eyes.
The silkworm star he cultivated was created by an eight-star poisonous singer. When he was young, he was inadvertently obtained. He thought that there was such a powerful law, and he attacked the eight-star poison sorcerer. He just couldn’t wait for a dream. Trapped in the peak of the Seven Stars, it has been hundreds of years.
As for the reason of being trapped, exactly the same as the other party said. At the time of cultivation, the poisons that had been matched with them had gone wrong, and the roots were damaged. The Yuanshen points were closed, and they could not be opened with exhaustion.
You can't do it when you are young. At this time, the life limit is only over a hundred years. I hope that there will be no breakthrough in this life!
This is his deepest privacy. Even the sea toxicist who came together is not clear. The person in front of me didn’t even look at it. It only felt cold and scared. The heart was jumping from the throat. come out.
It’s hard to see these at a glance... Is it really a patron?
Otherwise, even if it is an eight-star poison, there is no such eyesight!
"Silk star power, swallowing like silkworms, shining on the stars! To nourish with poison, with the stars as the medium, the intention is to exhale into silk, wandering all over the body, but you will spread the silk all over the body, completely sealed the Yuanshen... ...can rush to blame!"
Shaking his head, the middle-aged man was full of disappointment, and seemed to feel sorry for the younger generation who had gone astray.
"I..."
The head sweats coldly, and the white poisonist can't speak.
Look at it, not only will it be repaired, but even the crux of the problem in cultivation, all of which will be broken, and the defects of silkworms and the problems in his cultivation...
This is not something that can be explained by eyesight... It must be a deep understanding of the profession of the poison master, and it can be done with great research!
Even if the owner of his branch... wants to achieve this, it is impossible!
"Don't be nervous, use poisonous mistakes, in fact...can't hurt the roots, let you appear in the current situation, cultivation has such a big misunderstanding, it should be someone betrayed!"
Ignore his nervousness, the middle-aged man continues.
"You..."
The scalp blasted open, and the white poisonist’s eyes were about to fall to the ground. There was no previous calmness and the cultivation of the seven-star poisonist. He couldn’t help but ask:
How do you know?