This must have been torn from an introduction to a kind of elixir.
Feng Xiaoyao had never heard of the name Dulongye, so it should be an ancient classic.
"Poison Dragon Leaf, the eighth-grade elixir, is almost extinct in the mainland of origin. Even if it exists, it is very rare."
"Poisonous dragon leaves grow on the 'Jade Dragon Tree'. The jade dragon fruit produced by the Jade Dragon Tree is a treasure for practice. The normal leaves on the Jade Dragon Tree are all jade dragon leaves, which are also beneficial to practice. Among the ten thousand Jade Dragon Trees, only by chance will they bear fruit. Bring out a poisonous dragon leaf."
"The poisonous dragon leaf is a highly poisonous thing, and it is colorless and invisible. It only needs to be soaked in tea and drink into the body, and it can destroy all aspects of the totem martial artist's body functions little by little. , without knowing it, the holy body will disintegrate, the profound veins will shatter, and the spirit aperture will be annihilated, and the whole process will last for ten years, and after ten years, you will be completely disabled."
"The poisonous dragon leaf is a vicious thing that can torture people for ten years, so if it appears between heaven and earth, destroy it as soon as possible, and don't use it to harm people."
The last sentence was left by the compiler of the classics.
Feng Xiaoyao trembled a little.
The second page is a detailed description of the characteristics and shape of the poisonous dragon leaf. This is a black leaf that vaguely shows the shape of a dragon. The veins of the leaf look like the bones and muscles of a dragon.
The third page is a picture. This picture is a poisonous dragon leaf. Although it is very old, its shape can still be seen clearly. It is a very special leaf, and it really looks like a dragon.
Only three pages and nothing else.
"Who, bored give me this." Before Feng Xiaoyao sobered up, he shook his head and began to fall into memories—
A long time ago, in that afternoon, when he told him that he was going to practice the 'supreme skill' obtained in the ruins, he didn't stop him.
Feng Xiaoyao also said with a smile, if he succeeds in cultivation, let him try it too, and his combat power will be greatly increased.
Then, the two drank to strengthen their courage.
After drinking for three rounds, Feng Xiaoyao was a little confused, he drank a leaf, and said with a smile: "What's going on, the opening of my hip flask is not big, and a leaf fell into it, no wonder today's wine tastes a bit Bitter."
He smiled, took the leaf and threw it out, saying: "It means you are lucky, so I wish you success in cultivation first."
He just glanced at it, and said with a smile: "The shape of this leaf is also strange, it looks like a dragon."
"That means you are a dragon among men. This is the meaning of the ancient gods. Qinqin is so happy to follow you." He said with a smile.
"I have her, that is my happiness. As for you, brother, let's eat and drink together. In this Shenzong, we must break out our own world. Let history remember us forever!"
He was expressing his pride, but he didn't notice the trembling eyes beside him.
That person is called Sikong Jin...
"Poisonous Dragon Leaf, Poisonous Dragon Leaf..."
The leaf on this paper and the leaf that passed away that day suddenly overlapped.
Jiang Zizai had said something before, and it suddenly appeared at this time. At that time, he said nonchalantly that he had practiced exercises that he shouldn't have practiced, and he had harmed himself, so he couldn't blame others.
"Well… "
Feng Xiaoyao's heart twitched violently.
He lay down on the table, staring blankly at the jug in front of him.
This is the jug back then. He didn't have the habit of changing the jug. He brewed some tea a few days ago, and he hasn't washed it. There are still one or two leaves in it.
"Sikong Jin, you harmed me with the poisonous dragon leaf! My best brother, you harmed me with the poisonous dragon leaf! I didn't die on the Sovereign Skill, I died on the poisonous dragon leaf!"
Everything is connected!
He finally knows.
At this moment, a volcano in my heart was suddenly ignited.
"Sikong Jin, Sikong Jin!! I treated you like this, yet you ruined me so much! No wonder he never came to me after all these years since I came back!"
His heart was twitching violently.
The person I trusted the most gave me such a vicious blow. Maybe people only have one life, but this life was ruined by him!
His hand holding the jug was trembling. At this time, the whole world disappeared, and his mind was full of memories. They recalled that they came to Shenzong together, fought together, and rose together, but he was slightly superior. His The brilliance is slightly dimmed.
Recalling all those vows to fight side by side, to live and die together, who knows, these are all jokes...
I am so naive to this day.
"It's painful..." His eyes were already bloodshot.
If he didn't know, it wouldn't be so painful. He didn't dare to see Cheng Qinqin these years because he blamed himself. I blamed myself for being bold and reckless to practice Domineering Gong, and blamed myself for not fulfilling my promise.
He has only himself to blame.
But at this moment, with the truth in front of him, he realized that it was not himself who destroyed him, but the person he trusted the most.
How many lifetimes can a person have
He actually allowed himself to live through ten years of nightmares in the midst of torture!
Looking back on those days, it is trembling, how he spent the nightmarish ten years in loneliness, hiding in the barren mountains and mountains.
But he got married with his beloved, had children, and had the glory and glory of today, but he was kept in the dark!
Ridiculous, so ridiculous!
Feng Xiaoyao didn't know what hatred was before, he never hated anyone, but at this moment, the hatred in his heart has already surpassed everything else.
In addition to hatred, there is also incomprehension.
Can there really be such a big difference between people
I treated him sincerely, but he gave me a fatal blow, and agreed to be brothers of life and death, but he took over life, so Feng Xiaoyao could only die.
Now, people are middle-aged.
The youth has passed, but the pain is eternal.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he stood up tremblingly. The flagon he gave him many years ago was crushed in his hands at this moment.
"Sikong Jin."
He looked at Sikong Palace.
At this moment, he can only see that place, and no one can stop him. He goes to that place to seek justice for himself.
"Holy God attendant?" In the blink of an eye, Feng Xiaoyao disappeared, and he hadn't even paid for the drink yet.
The three pages of paper on the desk were also missing.
"Is it a bit strange today? Speaking of which, I haven't been here for a few months."
The shopkeeper shook his head, but he was not worried, after all he would always come back.
How can an alcoholic quit drinking
He didn't know that Feng Xiaoyao might never touch alcohol for the rest of his life.
That was the most painful lesson.
His figure appeared in the Sikong mansion, he rushed in directly, and was thrown away by a priest blocking the way.