"What is this?" Cheng Fei was suspicious.
Right at this moment, the originally tall and big golden tower had at some point opened the lowest door of the first floor, and a gust of dense white mist rushed out, instantly enveloping Cheng Fei.
The white mist was extremely thick, it was extremely liquid. Cheng Fei took a deep breath, and suddenly felt his entire body being extremely comfortable, as if his soul was being cleansed.
Cheng Fei looked around and unknowingly, he had already reached the front of the tower. Above his head, there were three ancient words faintly discernible: Hui Tian Tower!
Cheng Fei walked in, it was empty inside, only the white mist that looked like a substance was floating. Suddenly. The white mist began to roll, slowly revealing a few big words: Hui Tian Tower, seven pages of the book, the ancient poison cultivator blood Gu, the Seven Poison King, the Body Drawing Arts, the rotten world is known as the overlord!
Soon after, the white mist started to churn frantically as a book floated down from the air and landed on top of Cheng Fei's hands. The yellowed pages displayed the vicissitudes of time. The wordless cover even gave off a mysterious aura.
Cheng Fei who was filled with suspicions slowly flipped open the first page, and a ray of red light shot out, revealing a blue spider whose entire body was covered in fire. Although this spider was drawn on, it seemed to be real.
On the back of the cover were written four large words, "Intake of poison", followed by a few small words, "Transformed by Qi." Dissolving poison through the body. Poison was the body's forerunner, attacks and breaks, drawing poison into the dantian, poisoning the body with true essence … "To make an enemy of his or her body so that it can rot …"
After reading the introduction, Cheng Fei could not help but reveal a strange smile but also revealed an extreme sense of speechlessness.
Simply put, to introduce poison into the body, one had to channel the poison into the dantian and convert it from the dantian to the zhenqi. That way, even if one were to use normal zhenqi to attack, the poisonous gas contained within would silently cause one to die.
This method might be good, but one must know that the most important one was the Dantian. Breaking the Dantian, losing one's cultivation, one's life could be lost at any moment!
So, without a doubt, this cultivation method of drawing poison into one's body into one's dantian was simply a self-crippling technique in the eyes of all the cultivators. After all, no one would dare to joke around with their own life and cultivation. Even in anemone, the so-called poison elementalists would only infuse poison into the muscles and body parts. No one would dare to infuse poison into the Dantian.
Inducing poison into the Dantian? Drill the poison into his dantian? Convert the poison into zhenqi...
Cheng Fei thought for a while, looking at the seven page book in his hands, if he could really cultivate it, it would be a heaven-defying cultivation technique, after all the Qi was so strong and filled with poison.
On the other hand, if he failed, there would only be one result: drawing out the poison to kill the body. That would be equivalent to committing suicide.
"With the introduction of the seven great poisons and the dantian, each of the seven great poisons will lead to a higher level of mastery …"
After curiously looking down, Cheng Fei was dumbstruck.
The following introduction was that this cultivation technique had a total of seven levels, and each level required the introduction of a strange poison! In other words, to reach the top, one had to ingest seven types of strange poison!
It had to be known that in the Xuan Zhen Continent, even if a normal poison was bitten and the poison entered the dantian, most of them would die without a doubt. Now, it actually had to enter the body with a poison, and it had to use a strange poison to increase its power by a level!
Those who could be called strange poisons were the peak quality poisons that could be comparable to powerful cultivators or even powerful Monstrous Beasts in the world. In this world, the strongest poison could only be encountered by chance and not sought for.
Those who saw them often were treated like food in their stomachs.
However … Now, this poison was meant to be absorbed into one's body. It was used to find the seven best quality poisons in the world and introduce them into one's dantian in order to raise one's cultivation.
Cheng Fei was starting to suspect if someone had intentionally left these seven pages of the Heavenly Book to trick people. This cultivation technique was simply a joke. How could it be a secret manual to practice? This was simply suicide's seven methods!
The Seven Poison King, Body Drawing Arts, was known as the overlord of this rotten world. He might die before he could even bring in the poison.
F * ck, I have to find a good way even if I have to commit suicide!
Shaking his head, Cheng Fei casually stuffed it back into his clothes and started to look around.
In fact, even now, Cheng Fei still did not know if he was in a dream or if he was in the real world. If it were just a dream, it would have been fine. But at the very least, he could have tried a secret technique to draw poison into his body. After all, the poison gas had fused with his zhenqi.
Looking around, Cheng Fei finally found another object: a huge cauldron, the cauldron was dark green, and it was about the height of a person, but what supported the cauldron's weight were three weak little grasses.
The prairie was originally red, as if it was covered by something, making it appear very dim.
"Strange things happen every year, especially today." Cheng Fei sat cross legged, leaned on his chin and said: "First, it was a life threatening but powerful cultivation technique, and now it's this strange cauldron. Sigh, I really don't know if this is a dream or what?" After saying this, he lay back down, but the moment his body touched the ground, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, and his vision went black.
"Holy shit, he's going to die!" Cheng Fei held his head and jumped up, he turned his head to look at the sharp stone on the ground, and could not help but be enraged.
"Damn, it hurts! So it was just a dream!"
Looking at his surroundings, seeing that there was no golden pagoda, Cheng Fei felt very disappointed.
At that moment, a book fell out of his arms. The yellowed book paper, the wordless cover, it was exactly the same one he had found in his dreams!
Looking at the book lying quietly on the ground, Cheng Fei was a little foolish. The pain in his head immediately subsided, and his brain lost its train of thought, and it took a long time for him to wake up from the silence. He strongly patted his head, and the pain he felt once again told him that it was real.
"White mist …"
Cheng Fei's eyes lit up as he thought of something. He immediately sat cross-legged and entered his body, and when he searched his entire body, he finally found that it was in his dantian. In the midst of a white mist, a golden tower was slowly revolving.
Retracting his consciousness, Cheng Fei leaned against the giant boulder behind him, and heaved a sigh of relief. He needed a period of time to digest this matter, although passing through this world was already very outrageous, but now that it had become a reality, he no longer needed to ponder over it, but now that there was something extra in his body, and even a secret manual for 'Suicide Manual', he had to think about it carefully.