Peerless Taoist

Its body was glowing with a colorful luster, which showed that it was extremely poisonous.    

The poisonous insect was about the size of a palm. As soon as it appeared, it let out a strange rustling sound, which made people's hair stand on end.    

"Zzzz -"    

Around them, the medicinal fragrance quickly burned, and the medicinal mist produced became thinner and thinner. It was already very difficult to stop the invasion of the poisonous mist.    

Zhang Mingfeng's face finally revealed a touch of determination.    

He picked up the poisonous insect in his hand and directly swallowed it.    

After the poisonous insect entered his body, in just a few breaths of time, his entire body felt a spasming pain.    

Zhang Mingfeng heavily fell to the ground, clutching his stomach, his entire body twitching uncontrollably.    

On his arm, black blood vessels were rapidly spreading, and his eyes gradually turned from pitch black to a strange five-colored color.    

In the sky, many examiners were also stunned by the scene in front of them.    

One of the examiners, Han Lin, was silent for a long time before he slowly sighed and said, "He's planning to sacrifice himself to absorb all of the poisonous fog in front of him."    

Another examiner asked, "Since he has poisonous insects in his hands, why doesn't he let the poisonous insects devour the poisonous fog?"    

Han Lin shook his head and said, "The poisonous insects should not have been fully cultivated yet. It is impossible to devour the poisonous fog in front of us. He did this to prepare to use himself as the skin of the poisonous insects. To let the poisonous insects mature quickly!"    

"He wants to use his own body to block this poisonous fog! When the poisonous insects enter his body, regardless of whether they succeed or fail, he won't be able to live! "    

The surrounding examiners fell silent.    

Many of them knew that everything before them was a dream.    

However, everything in the Yellow Millet Dream was controlled by the Great Dao of Fate. No matter what everyone did, there was a fate leading them.    

Everyone in Spirit State City might have already died in the real world.    

However, in this Yellow Millet Dream, they still follow their own heart and do what they should do.    

"Hu! Hu! "    

Zhang Mingfeng felt that it was extremely difficult for him to breathe. His brain had already stopped functioning. Images kept flashing in his mind.    

In those illusions, he saw many scenes of the past.    

His parents were mortals in Spirit State City, and they did the most difficult and tiring work. Even survival was quite difficult.    

Zhang Mingfeng's birth was like a fallen leaf floating on the ground, not attracting any attention.    

In a cultivation city, mortals were like ants.    

Zhang Mingfeng's childhood was very bitter. He was unable to live a life of luxury like those aristocratic children. He needed to get up early and work in the dark every day, doing things that those high and mighty cultivators were unwilling to do.    

At this moment, in his mind, he recalled the time when he secretly squatted by the window of the private school, learning how to read and write.    

He had once inadvertently discovered a pill refining technique while processing the ashes in the pill furnace.    

He had once stepped into the path of cultivation, and his parents had a gratified look on their faces.    

He had once entered the Elixir Alliance and obtained the glory of being an alchemist.    

It was only after he had heard the news of his parents' deaths that Zhang Mingfeng realized that everything he had obtained had been fabricated.    

Cultivation sought freedom, but Zhang Mingfeng still had the small courtyard in the remote corner of Spirit State City carved into his bones.    

Unable to free himself, he returned to his hometown, buried his parents, and continued to guard the small courtyard.    

His cultivation level stopped in its tracks.    

However, his heart was quiet.    

In Zhang Mingfeng's mind, figures kept appearing and disappearing.