Young White Horse: The Poison Sword Master of the Wen Family, Shocking the Apocalypse

Chapter 160 Please become my disciple, so that I can study you carefully!



Chapter 160 Please become my disciple, so that I can study you carefully!

Wen Yanzhao couldn't leave or escape.

He could only watch as Xin Baicao threw down the medicine basket and walked towards Wen Yanzhao angrily.

"Boy, what tricks did you use to completely dispel the poisonous miasma that has accumulated at the entrance of my valley for a hundred years?"

"Why are you staring at me? Speak!"

Xin Baicao is a gentle and elegant person with a kind nature and rarely gets angry.

Although the descendants of Yaowang Valley are proficient in medicine, most of them are lacking in martial arts and have to rely on extremely toxic miasma as a barrier.

Now Wen Yanzhao absorbed all the poisonous miasma that had accumulated for nearly a hundred years in one breath. This behavior was no different from dismantling the security door of someone's vault and using it as a bed board.

Without the protection of the poisonous miasma in Yaowang Valley, who knows how many people with difficult and complicated diseases will come to Xin Baicao to seek treatment for their illnesses.

Seeing Xin Baicao in front of him with her arms exposed and her sleeves rolled up, Wen Yanzhao's eyes rolled around and he quickly bowed down:

"I am Wen Yanzhao from the Lingnan Wen family! You must be the renowned Medicine King Xin Baicao!"

"I have long admired you, Master. My uncle and you are old friends..."

"What old friend? Your uncle is a pervert when he's warming a pot of wine. I'm so fed up with him!"

When Xin Baicao heard the name of Wenhujiu, she cursed and seemed even angrier.

"It's fine if I don't mention my uncle, but once I do, it's like adding fuel to the fire..."

Wen Yanzhao secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and complained a few words in his heart.

Seeing that Xin Baicao was a little agitated, he had no choice but to apologize:

"Senior, calm down. I'm not familiar with my uncle... I'm away from home all year round, so I don't really interact with him!"

"I'm new here and don't know anything about the poisonous miasma. I was just passing by and got greedy...

"Alas... I lost control and inhaled all the miasma within a hundred feet!"

"Please forgive me, senior!"

Xin Baicao looked up and down at Wen Yanzhao, who was bowing in front of him. When she heard him say that the poisonous miasma actually absorbed light, her eyes widened!

"Wen family boy, wait a moment?"

"Didn't you use your internal energy to dispel my hundred-year-old poisonous miasma?"

Wen Yanzhao nodded innocently:

"Yeah! I told you, I sucked it all out!"

Xin Baicao walked up to him, reached out and touched his head, then touched her own, and asked doubtfully:

"You don't have a fever, why are you talking nonsense?"

"If an ordinary person inhaled even a little bit of this poison, it would kill him instantly. How could you possibly have absorbed so much of my poisonous miasma?"

"Sure enough... No one in the Wen family is normal!"

Wen Yanzhao looked helpless and had no choice but to stretch out his hand and gather a wisp of inky black poisonous mist in his palm.

In front of Xin Baicao, he pushed out with one palm...

The poisonous fog was like a drop of thick ink, hitting a huge banyan tree with a trunk diameter of four or five feet ten steps away.

Xin Baicao looked at Wen Yanzhao's actions suspiciously, turned around and asked:

"What? Warming up a pot of wine and teaching you magic tricks?"

Wen Yanzhao laughed:

"That's not the case, please take a look, Senior!"

Xin Baicao looked in the direction of Wen Yanzhao's finger, and it only took a few breaths.

The huge ancient banyan tree that had just been eroded by Wen Yanzhao's poisonous fog began to wither and turn black. Starting from the crown, the branches and leaves seemed to have been drained of moisture.

It quickly withered and turned black, and then the thick bark on the trunk began to peel off layer by layer.

Eventually, the vines and aerial roots of the ancient banyan tree gradually turned into a lifeless black-brown color...

What was just a huge ancient banyan tree with a canopy of dozens of feet has now been eroded into a pile of rotten and dilapidated wood!

"You...are you practicing some kind of poisonous skill passed down from the Wen family? Why have I never seen Wen Hujiu used?"

"Hiss... Could it be that... the Wen family is now using children as poison?"

"No way!? He didn't even let his own nephew go...Wenhujiu, Wenhujiu, he's really a pervert!"

Xin Baicao looked at the gradually decaying ancient banyan tree and shook his head and sighed.

Wen Yanzhao was at a loss whether to laugh or cry when he heard this, and had no choice but to tell Xin Baicao about his talent in using poison to cultivate his skills.

Upon learning that there was such a skill in the world that allowed one to feed on poison, Xin Baicao's curiosity was instantly ignited.

Ever since Wen Yanzhao told Xin Baicao about his innate skills, this generation of genius doctors has been circling around him, looking him up and down, left and right...

If Xin Baicao hadn't seen that Wen Yanzhao had a high level of cultivation, he would have been difficult to deal with.

I'm afraid they'll give him a few injections soon to paralyze him and knock him down, and then they'll study him carefully!

……

"Interesting! Interesting! Are you here in Medicine King Valley looking for medicine or someone? Can you stay a few more days?"

"How about this, you take me as your master. I'm sure your uncle will agree! I'm the King of Medicine!"

"If you become my disciple, I can study your poisonous tricks carefully..."

Xin Baicao's mouth seemed to be wound up, and she kept chattering in Wen Yanzhao's ear.

But Wen Yanzhao just smiled bitterly and said nothing. Seeing that he was not moved, Xin Baicao changed the topic and said:

"Why, you kid, do you look down on me, the Medicine King Xin Baicao? Fine, fine..."

"I'm in need of a medicine boy. If you don't want to become my disciple, how about being my medicine boy?"

"I think you're quite suitable. Why don't you stay here with me for a year or two? Warm up the wine, and I'll go talk to him!"

"Hehe, this way you can learn some of my skills. Tsk tsk tsk... There's actually a poisoning technique that's even more amazing than the medicine technique!"

"Master...if you were still alive, you would surely be astonished at Xiao Wen's poisonous body!"

"Wen family boy, why don't you become my disciple and learn the peerless medical skills before leaving the valley and becoming a medical immortal..."

At this moment, Xin Baicao seemed to be possessed by Zhuo Mo Duoyan Lei Mengsha, and kept chattering around Wen Yanzhao.

Facing Xin Baicao in this state, Wen Yanzhao could only reveal an awkward yet polite smile:

“╮(╯▽╰)╭…”

Seeing that Xin Baicao had no intention of stopping, in order to save time, Wen Yanzhao could only get straight to the point:

"Senior, I think we can consider the matter of becoming your disciple and learning medicine later..."

"I have come all the way to see you this time, not for this matter!"

Xin Baicao gradually calmed down after hearing this, turned around and went back to pick up his medicine basket and hoe.

Then he walked up to Wen Yanzhao, frowned, and asked:

"Wen family boy, you came to me not to warm the pot of wine and come up with some tricks again, right?!"

Wen Yanzhao shook his head slightly, and Xin Baicao asked:

"If it's not your perverted uncle, then who could it be?"

Wen Yanzhao uttered four words:

"Confucian Immortal, Gu Chen!"

……

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