Looking at the only two light shields left in the square, Hu Chen Wanli's face became filled with doubt.
It wasn't the darkest light shield that made him uneasy, but the lighter dark gray light shield that made him uneasy.
Like many people here, he found that in just a dozen breaths, the light shield, which was originally only light gray, had turned gray.
Then, after dozens of breaths, the color of the light shield continued to deepen at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon turned into dark gray.
The changes in the color have suddenly increased several times, and the speed at which the color deepens is even faster.
Although there is only half an incense stick of time left, if it continues like this, it won’t be long before the color of the light shield turns pure black or even darker.
Gradually, the whole square became strange, the voices of discussion became fewer and fewer, and many people stared blankly at the light shield whose color was rapidly deepening with every breath.
At this moment, there was another "bo" sound, and a figure was ejected from the light shield. The figure was lying sideways, and the person was already in a coma.
This made everyone's eyes, which were originally looking at the corner and watching the strange light shield there, turn around in an instant, and the next moment, the square became noisy again.
"Master Jiang Hai, oh my god, it's... it's... three hundred and thirty-seven."
"Really? Nearly 340 plants. This is incredible..."
In the square, Hu Chen Wanli suddenly stood up from his cross-legged position.
Before, although he felt that the color of Hu Chen Jianghai's light shield was wrong, after he came out, he could no longer accurately compare the color depth of his original light shield.
He felt that the color of Hu Chen Jiang Hai's light shield had become somewhat reflective in the black. That was a change in color after it had transformed to a certain extent, but deep down he still didn't want to think about it too much.
He stood beside the light shield, muttering to himself.
"Three hundred and thirty-seven, three hundred and thirty-seven, three hundred..."
After a moment, Hu Chen Wanli seemed to wake up from a dream, staring at Hu Chen Jianghai who had been helped up and was being fed pills.
"Hehe... Hehe... You are really my good fourth brother, my good fourth... brother. You have cultivated the Ghost Den Poison Scroll to the fourth level, right? Hehe, hehe..."
He made a hoarse sound in his throat, and his facial expression was distorted.
"So this is his true strength. It turns out that you have been deceived by Fourth Brother over the years!"
Although Hu Chen Huiqing was also extremely shocked, she was unwilling to believe that the guy who followed Hu Chen Wanli around all day long and flattered him had actually cultivated the Ghostly Poison Scroll to such a high level.
But besides being shocked, when she saw Hu Chen Wanli's face had become somewhat distorted, she felt a sense of pleasure in her heart and couldn't help but sneer.
However, Hu Chen Wanli seemed not to hear her sarcasm. He stared at Hu Chen Jianghai who was sitting cross-legged in meditation without blinking, like a poisonous snake ready to bite someone.
In the stands, Xie Xiaoxiao's body shook at first, and after a long while, a cold light flashed in his narrow eyes.
When she turned around again, her face was as cold as winter frost, and she looked at Ye Luoyan with a low sneer.
"Fourth sister, you can't see that Jiang Hai is the true Qilin son of the Hu Chen family. It's my second sister who can see through it."
Ye Luoyan's expression remained unchanged at this time, and she looked back at Xie Xiaoxiao.
"Sister, Jiang Hai might have suddenly gotten lucky. I never knew he had such a talent in practicing the Ghost Den Poison Scroll. This must be the favor of the ancestors of the Hu Chen family."
Her words had lost their previous humility, and Xie Xiaoxiao felt a little strange about them.
"Great, great, great, what a favor from a family ancestor, hehehe!"
Xie Xiaoxiao's tone became even colder, and he sneered repeatedly.
"Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Ye. The bloodline of the Ye family is indeed very strong. They gave birth to a unicorn child for the Hu Chen family. This is all thanks to Luo Yan's teaching. He really deserves credit.
In addition, I think your family has many bloodlines like this one, and the Ye family will surely become a first-class immortal cultivation family in the future."
At this moment, the ancestor of the Xie family suddenly smiled, turned his side face to the ancestor of the Ye family, bowed, and said sincerely.
The ancestor of the Ye family was the old man with the fake infant. He was only one step away from forming an infant, so the Ye family could never be promoted to a first-rate immortal cultivation family.
After hearing what the ancestor of the Xie family said, he couldn't help but curse the other party in his heart for being despicable and shameless. The other party's words seemed to be praising his daughter of the Ye family for giving birth to a good son for the Hu Chen family, but in fact, every word he said was full of evil intentions.
The ancestor of the Xie family only said that the Ye family's bloodline was strong, but did not mention a word about the Hu Chen family's good bloodline. It seemed as if the Ye family's bloodline had improved the Hu Chen family's inheritance. He even secretly hinted to Hu Chen Jianghai that his heart was on the side of the Ye family.
Another point is that the Ye family always wants to be promoted to a first-class immortal cultivation family, so that they can compete with the Hu Chen family. In addition, with the relationship between Hu Chen and Jiang Hai, the Hu Chen family needs to be careful at that time.
"Haha, Brother Xie thinks highly of our Ye family. Jiang Hai is the son of the head of the Hu Chen family, and all of his brothers and sisters are extraordinary people.
He even cultivated the Ghost Den Poison Scroll. If he had used any other martial arts, he probably wouldn't have achieved such an accomplishment. This is because only a family like the Hu Chen family, which has been passed down for thousands of years, can produce so many talented disciples. "
The ancestor of the Ye family smiled at the ancestor of the Xie family, then bowed to the ancestor of the Hu Chen and said.
Now that Patriarch Hu Chen has come out of seclusion to take charge, and it is time to choose a son to inherit the family, the Ye family patriarch naturally knows which side to side with.
If the aura of the Xie family's ancestor made him feel chilled, then the ancestor Hu Chen already gave him an unfathomable feeling, like a lurking and ferocious beast.
In the past, because Patriarch Hu Chen was in seclusion, there were rumors outside that he was just isolating himself from life and death and not caring about worldly affairs.
At that time, he dared not offend the ancestor of the Ye family. He knew that the ancestor could destroy his family with just a flick of his finger, so he had to be careful in everything he did.
But now, from the information he has obtained, what the Xie family has done to the Hu Chen family over the years, with the cunning mind of the Hu Chen ancestor, he should have seen through it a long time ago.
Moreover, today, from the fact that Hu Chenwan had privately trained two disciples, it was even more certain. Then, if he continued to hang out with the Xie family, not only would he not get any benefits, but it would be a disaster for the family.
Therefore, when he came, he had been discussing this matter with his daughter, and the final result still fell on Hu Chen Jianghai.
As long as Hu Chen Jianghai can stand out, no matter what the ancestor Hu Chen is thinking, he will come forward to protect the Ye family because of Hu Chen Jianghai's talent.
So in this way, when Hu Chen Jianghai stood out as expected, the ancestor of the Ye family sided with the Hu Chen family without hesitation.
But the ancestor of the Ye family still kept his words to himself, and on the surface he still did not directly offend the Xie family. With his cultivation in the Jindan realm, he was able to keep the family alive safely in the cracks. The ancestor of the Ye family had his own way of dealing with things.
After hearing what the Ye family's ancestor said, the Xie family's ancestor just smiled faintly, but a barely perceptible cold light flashed in the depths of his eyes.
Patriarch Hu Chen smiled and nodded to the ancestor of the Ye family without saying much.
Listening to the brief conversation between several people, the ancestor of the Chi family still looked calm and composed. His eyes were fixed on the square, and he suddenly chuckled.
"It's a good show, but it may not be over yet."
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In the independent space where Hu Chen Wuding was, his eyes were bloodshot and veins on his forehead were bulging, making his originally handsome face look a little hideous and his expression was extremely haggard.
At this time, eight medicinal herbs were lined up in front of him, some of which were almost taking shape, while others were half condensed.
Hu Chen Wuding released his spiritual consciousness with all his strength, frantically picking up herbal fragments in all directions.
He didn't have to think about it carefully, as he had already memorized these herb fragments when he had observed them before.
What he had to do now was to quickly search for it in his mind once he had determined what kind of herb he wanted to form, and he used the method of forming eight herbs at the same time.
This is the limit of his spiritual consciousness. He believes that if he can successfully build the foundation one day, then there will be such an assessment.
He can condense at least twenty strains at the same time, and the prerequisite for all this is to lay a solid foundation of the unbreakable Ghostly Poison Scroll.
When he first took out the Ghostly Poison Scroll Technique when he was a child, he decided on his goal and the method of pure cultivation.
One reason is that it is clearly described in the opening chapter of the Ghost Den Poison Scroll. If you simply practice the Ghost Den Poison Scroll, once you have mastered it, the power will be about three times that of using the Ghost Den Poison Scroll to assist in your practice.
He had been bullied since he was a child, and naturally longed to become very strong, so he chose this most difficult path of cultivation without hesitation.
The second was that under Xie Xiaoxiao's deliberate suppression, he knew that Hu Chen Wandong had given Hu Chen Wuding the Ghost Den Poison Scroll to practice the technique, but he did not stop it. Instead, he was always preventing Hu Chen Wuding from getting other practice techniques.
She knew how difficult it was to practice the Ghostly Poison Scroll purely, and it was extremely difficult for her to make Hu Chen Wuding make even a little progress in his practice.
In other words, it makes Hu Chen Wuding lose confidence at an early age.
But what Xie Xiaoxiao didn't expect was that Hu Chen Wuding had already set his own goals instead of following her plan.
Her actions left Hu Chen Wuding with no way out, and he focused entirely on practicing the Ghostly Poison Scroll as his main technique.
At this moment, Hu Chen Wuding felt as if his sea of consciousness was exploding.
With his cultivation level of the ninth level of Qi Condensation, the burden of consuming his spiritual consciousness in this way is beyond his ability to bear.
Less than half a quarter of an hour had passed when his mind began to become blurry. Looking at the countless fragments in this world, he felt as if the world was upside down and he was dizzy and wanted to vomit.
Every time he released his spiritual consciousness, it seemed as if a piece of his soul was being peeled off from the depths of his soul. The pain was so severe that his clothes were soaked again and again, and then dried by his magic power.
And in the next moment, the whole body was as if washed by water again, and this cycle continued endlessly.
Due to extreme pain, his ten nails had already sunk deeply into the palms of his hands, and the ground under his feet was dripping with blood.
His body had become hunched over due to the great pain, but he still tried to raise his head and look at the sky in front of him, using the last bit of unwillingness to support himself from falling down.
There were already layers of complete herbs floating around him, and he didn't know how much others had completed. Even how much he had completed, he couldn't remember clearly because of his blurred consciousness.
"I... want to... complete these eight... eight plants..."
Looking at the increasingly blurry scene in front of him, Hu Chen Wuding stared at the eight medicinal herbs that were about to be completed.
This action at this time has become a subconscious behavior of his. Every time after completing eight herbs, he will instinctively look for the next group of fragments that can make up eight herbs.
Relying on the instinct formed after countless boring practices of the basic chapter of the Ghostly Poison Scroll, he subconsciously performed a series of actions.
Half an incense stick of time did not seem that long in the eyes of people outside the light shield.
What's more, they were still immersed in the shock brought by the Huchen River and Sea. They were whispering to each other, but no one dared to speak too loudly.
Because everyone could see that the faces of the disciples of the big house in the stands and Hu Chen Wanli in the square were so gloomy that water seemed to be dripping out of them.
They were afraid that if they made a careless comment, Hu Chen Wanli would bear grudges against him. That guy was narrow-minded and held grudges.
Hu Chen Jianghai also woke up slowly. He still smiled as honestly as before. He even scratched his head embarrassedly when he looked at Hu Chen Wanli with a look that seemed to want to eat him. There was a look of surprise on his face.
Even Hu Chen Wanli was stunned by his expression.
For a moment, he even thought that Hu Chen Jianghai was really lucky to have such a result, because no matter how he looked at Hu Chen Jianghai's expression, he was still the same person who had always followed his lead since childhood.
But his thoughts did not last long as they were interrupted by a sudden increase in noise.