Transcending the Nine Heavens

It has to be said that this feeling of Stone Thousand Mountains is indeed accurate. He is now miserable, caused entirely by Chu Yang.

During this time, Chuyang's care of Shiqian Mountain was “immense”; come in every day to report.

“Big Brother, how are you? I have broken through level 5 of the Martial Arts today. ”

“Brother Big Brother, I broke through level six today. ”

“I'm level seven...”

This is the “good news” of every one of them, and it's like a stone's arrow. In a state of extreme depression, the recovery is slower. Even in extremely bad moods, there are signs of deterioration.

But Shi Qianshan shouldn't have, because he hated Chuyang, he even hated Meng together with the talks. Hate into the bones! How could Chu Yang enter the country so quickly? It must be Meng who is super biased. Master, there must be a magic potion there that can quickly improve people's cultivation! You haven't given it to me for so many years, but you gave it to Chuyang!

As soon as I thought of it, Shi Qianshan's jealous heart was fried with oil. And in the aftermath, hidden is no longer a common day!

After that day, Meng Yuan's attitude was a little cold, but he still took care of Shiqian Mountain. He even used his energy to carry on his menstrual pulse, healing his injuries and alleviating his pain. He tried to find psychic medicine to restore him...

But Shi Qianshan hated the house and underneath, but even the master of his own grace hated him. Hate to bite your teeth off.

That's why Ishichiyama wants revenge!

Outside the house of Shiqian Mountain is a small pool. Only half the house is large and shallow. The mountain springs that flow down the summit of the Purple Bamboo Garden pass here, filling the pool, and continue downstream, winding into a stream in the mountains.

So the water in this pool, forever crystal clear, is living water.

Chu Yang, the water they drank on weekdays, was taken from here.

Now, Shiqian Mountain is lying on the bed, trying to support his body, quietly pulling out a paper bag from under the bed, inside, is five more broken souls scattered. Five strange poisons mixed together, colorless and odorless, said to be irremediable! Put it in a meal, it looks like a delicious ingredient, which stimulates people's appetite.

Shiqian Mountain's lips are shaking a little, as are his fingers. However, he firmly pulled the candle from the bed and slowly broke a piece from the bottom of his right hand...

His face was sometimes red and sometimes miserable, and it seemed that the inner conflict was intense. But his fingers didn't stop, and he broke the whole bag of five more souls and carefully wrapped it in a wax pill.

Then he hid this wax pill in his quilt.

Now that I've ruined it, how can I make you feel better? Anyway, I was seriously injured, and in any case, even if the people here are all dead, they won't suspect me!

If I am the only one left in the Purple Bamboo Garden, the Holy Father will take care of a few old favors in any case, then I still have a chance, I do not rely on you Meng Chao, I can still get up!

Die! Die!

Now Shiqian Mountain, the mind is already insane.

The sun rose slowly and hung obliquely over his head. Shiqian Mountain looked at his ear, listened, then bit his teeth, bounced his fingers, and the wax pills flew out of his hand.

Only a slight “thump” was heard outside, and the wax pills apparently fell into the pool.

Shi Qianshan exhaled for a long time and laid back in bed, his eyes flashed with guilt and shame, but then came the inexhaustible brutality and madness. He bit his teeth and one of his right hands grabbed the thin duvet tightly on his body, pushing so hard that he was almost caught thin out of the hole.

But he finally relaxed and his mouth was full of joy.

Water is live water, poison is thrown in it, it will be lightened early. It's too late for the wax pills to come out.

Based on the usual lunch time, this is the right time.

He pinched the time, and nearly a minute later, he heard the sound of squeaking and picking the barrel to fetch water. He hurriedly drilled back into the quilt, closed his eyes and moaned twice...

Half a dozen, Tintin Dang's voice sounded for a while, talked about the strange voice humming, and then came out with a fragrance of rice, very intense.

Shiqian Mountain laughed silently and viciously.

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Meng suddenly and peacefully talked about Chuyang three people sitting around the table, watching the food on the table emit a tempting scent, talked about a pair of eyes like each side of the heavens staring at the master, more and more hungry, just waiting for Meng to go beyond his mouth, he immediately started swallowing tigers.

But Meng suddenly looked at the meal and frowned. The colour of the meal is the same as usual and the aroma is very intense. But it seemed... too fragrant.

Kind of weird.

He immediately noticed something was wrong.

Meng suddenly thought silently, just picked up the chopsticks, but slowly put them down again. Looking overhead at Chuyang, he felt compelled to move: Chuyang also looked at the food with his head, looking thoughtful.

Meng couldn't help but feel a little surprised. I can see that this is the accumulation of decades of experience in rivers and lakes, and I have always been cautious, coupled with countless life-and-death drills, to cultivate this acute feeling. If you're a normal person, how can you notice the abnormal smell of food? I'm afraid the more fragrant you want to eat.

But how did Chu Yang find out? He's only sixteen years old, and he's never been out before. How can he be so observant?

“Talk, did you cook the meal?” Chu Yang smiled calmly.

“Yeah, eat it, it smells so good... I can't stand it.” Talk about the pathetic central plea.

Chu Yang looked thoughtfully at the luminous pool outside. With a flipped wrist, a brown crystal jade needle appeared in his hand and dialed it in the vegetable soup.

The needle tip of the jade needle suddenly changed color, and the blue was even scary. When you talk about a change of face, you have to speak out. Chu Yang's head didn't turn either. He seemed to have anticipated his reaction. He reached out and blocked his mouth in the first place. But his eyes still stared at the meal, sinking: “Talking about the impossible poisoning, that's the problem with water! ”

Meng suddenly had another shock in his heart because he had just thought of it here. Talk about cooking, he can't be poisoned. And talking about how he grew up young and never even touched the poison. How can it be poisoned?

Meng took a super deep breath, his chest fluctuated, suddenly full of anger, suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of Shiqian Mountain's house.

“I'll go.” Chu Yang said quietly.

“What are you going to do?” Meng suddenly looked ugly.

“It always satisfies him.” Chu Yang faintly tunnel.

Meng suddenly lowered his eyes quietly and smiled softly. "Then go.” Stop, stop, "he said." Don't go too far. Give him an opportunity to explain, perhaps not… or unknown. ”Though the voice is light, it is full of bitterness and exhaustion.

Shi Qianshan, after all, is also his apprentice who taught for 78 years! Chuyang's suggestion that he deal with it was a full understanding of Meng Xuan's mood.

Meng Superior felt anger for Shiqian Mountain, but was also comforted by Chu Yang's understanding.

Chuyang nodded and stepped out for the meal prepared for Shiqian Mountain. He walked into Shiqianshan's room and smiled. “Big Brother, let's eat. ”

“Didn't we always talk about food delivery? Why are you here today?” Shi Qianshan looked at him in alarm.

“Talk about that guy getting tired today.” Chuyang smiled kindly: “We're brothers, I'm here to talk to you, aren't we? Brother Big Brother has been looking after us so long and so deeply, it is time for him to repay us. ”

Shi Qianshan hummed, "I have a bad appetite today, I don't want to eat it. Put it aside first.” Just kidding. He knew it was poisonous, and it was his own poison. How could he eat it himself?

On the other hand, Meng, who had been talking about his strength and listening to this side, couldn't help but hum. He still felt a little strange: did his apprentice, who had taught himself seven or eight years, poison himself to death? So even though he knew it was impossible, he asked Chuyang to give Shiqianshan an opportunity to explain.

Just in case you save your hopes.

Now that I heard Shiqian Mountain, I was dying.

Chuyang chuckled: “How can I not eat? Man is iron rice is steel, not to mention you are injured and in need of supplementary nutrition. Come on. Eat up. Eat everything. ”

Shiqian Mountain frowned and said disgustingly: "If you say you don't want to eat, don't eat. Go away. ”

“Why don't you eat... is it poisonous in there?” Chu Yang sincerely said: "Brother, you and my brother have been poisoning you for many years, won't you? Eat up. ”

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