Tang Jiuer looked at Hua Rou, who was kneeling in front of her, with a serious expression. "Before I officially teach you the poisonous skills, you must swear: In this life, do not use these skills to kill innocent people; do not use these skills to rob ordinary people's livelihoods; and do not use these skills to harm the peace of the world."

  "Heaven is above, and the earth is below! I, Hua Rou, swear: In this life, I will not use my poisonous skills to kill innocent people; I will not use my poisonous skills to rob ordinary people of their livelihoods; I will not use my poisonous skills to harm the peace of the world. If I go against this oath, I will not die a good death."

  Tang Jiuer reached out and helped her up after she had picked the flowers, then pulled out a book from his sleeve pocket and handed it to her: "Take good care of it."

  Huā Róu took it with both hands and was shocked: "Wú Jiān Dú Gōng? Isn't this something that only disciples who have been granted the surname can learn? Master, are you...?"

  "I didn't take it wrongly." Tang Jiuer's rare gentle voice: "'Wu Jian' is the third stage of poisonous skills, and cultivating in sequence is the common path for ordinary people, but you are different from them."

  "Me? Different?"

  "Yes, you have already opened up the Three Pure Spiritual Classics to the highest realm. If you go through the 'Six Methods' and 'Tian Shi' again in sequence, it would be a waste of time."

  Tang Jiuer said, turning sideways and pointing behind her to a stone bed: "Now take off your outer clothes and sit cross-legged on the ice."

  Hua Rou's eyes widened in surprise, and she immediately put down the book, took off her outer clothes.

  In the depths of winter and early spring, it's already bitterly cold, and this damp, dark room is even more chilling, especially with the icy cold air making one shiver.

  Shedding its outer garments, the flower bud, wearing only a thin layer of clothing, braved the freezing cold and climbed onto the icy surface without hesitation or doubt.

  Cold, icy cold, piercingly cold!

  The palms of the hands, legs and feet, skin suddenly felt a sharp pain like being pricked by needles.

  Hua Rou sucked in cold air with her mouth, enduring the pain. Just as she had just sat down cross-legged, Tang Jiu'er handed her a pair of gloves.

  "Wear this on! Remember, from now on, whenever you practice poisonous skills, you must wear it, even if you only practice one move, you must wear it!"

  Hua Rou nodded and took it over, hastily putting it on her hand.

  She was too cold, and anything that could provide a bit of warmth would be good. But she never expected that this glove wouldn't feel cold when held in her hand, yet once put on, it made her feel like she had grasped an iron tongs with frost on it.

  Moreover, this glove was obviously very thin, but it gradually became heavy, which made Huā Róu look at Táng Jiǔ ér in puzzlement: "Master, this glove..."

  Tang Jiuer flipped his hand and a dagger appeared, and in the next second, he made a forceful slash on Hua Rou's hand.

  The force was not small, and Hua Rou could feel the impact of the power, but her hand did not hurt, let alone bleed or get injured.

  She stared at her hands in shock, turning them over, and some silver fragments fell from the gloves with a clinking sound, hitting the ground with a metallic ring.

  "This..."

  Tang Jiuer put the dagger into Huajou's palm, and it was only then that Huajou discovered that the blade of the dagger had a serrated edge.

  "Could it be... these fragments are..."

  Tang Jiuer looked at Hua Rou's stunned expression, smiled slightly and raised her chin, with a proud gaze: "This glove is made of extremely special materials, it can detoxify, avoid fire, and even block blades, it's a rare treasure in the world, one-of-a-kind."

  The flower is soft and delicate, with a pair of round eyes wide open - Is this the only one in the world?

  "This is too precious, I..."

  "Hold on to it! You're practicing toxic skills, and once you start circulating your Qi, your hands will be poisonous. With this, the poison won't leak out! Otherwise, if your hands accidentally touch something or someone, they might get hurt."

  Hua Rou looked at her own hands in surprise: "Will practicing poison skills make my hands poisonous?"

  "Yes, the poisonous energy is gathering in both palms, and the palm wind contains poison. As the poisonous energy deepens, the toxicity of the palm wind will also become more severe! Now, put away your surprise, activate the Three Clear Spirit Scripture technique, and use internal energy to counteract this bone-piercing cold."

  Tang Jiuni suddenly started teaching, and Hua Rou had no choice but to put away all her surprise, calm down and start practicing.

  Inner strength began to circulate throughout her body with each breath.

  A thread of warmth faced the bone-piercing chill, which was naturally insignificant. However, as she exhaled again and again, this shallow warmth grew hotter and hotter, and threads turned into strips, then surged like a spring, making her body hot and steamy, with a scorching heat that seemed to be boiling over.

  Tang Jiuer looked at Hua Rou's face, which had already turned red, and a hint of relief flashed in her eyes. Then she sat down on the ground opposite Hua Rou, with her hands clasped together.

  "Now, watch me, I'll teach you step by step!"

  ……

  As soon as it was dawn, Hua Rou slipped back from the main hall to the west wing.

  Inside the house, the incense had long been extinguished, but the thick fragrance filled the entire room.

  Hua Rou opened the window, letting out the fragrance in the room, and was about to lie down and pretend to rest, but this night's study not only didn't make her feel tired or exhausted, instead it made her look particularly spirited.

  She thought for a moment and then left the western wing and rushed into the bamboo forest.

  The master taught her "Wu Jian", and emphasized that this was a secret that could not be revealed in the poisonous room. Later, if she wanted to practice Wu Jian poison skill, except for that secret room, it could only be in a place with no one around.

  Having learned something new, the bones are naturally excited, and Hua Rou wants to find the feeling again, so she takes advantage of the early hour to secretly practice in the empty bamboo forest.

  She put on her gloves and practiced one move after another as Tang Jiuer had taught her.

  Before long, the moves became familiar, not to mention that she could feel an unprecedented ease in her body, which made her even more excited and focused. As a result, she didn't notice the sky had already lit up, nor did she notice Mu Junwu's arrival.

  Actually, Mu Junwu had arrived very early and was already accustomed to practicing his morning skills alone before waiting for Hua Rou's arrival. However, he did not expect that Hua Rou would not only arrive earlier than him but also come up with five new moves.

  That's right, there are five moves.

  He watched her go from being awkward and incoherent to fluent, watching as she played with a red face and sparkling eyes, of course also noticing that she had put on a pair of silk gloves.

  He stood silently in the bamboo forest, without a word, until Hua Rou finally stopped, carefully put away her gloves and started wiping sweat, before revealing himself.

  "Mu Ge, you're late!" Hua Rou panted softly, wiping away the fine sweat on her forehead and neck.

  "Played a game of chess with Master." Mu Junwu looked at Hua Rou's rosy face and thought she was beautiful, like a delicate peony flower.

  "So did you win?"

  "Uh-huh."

  "Wow, Brother Mu, you're really amazing, everything about you is better than others!" Hua Rou gave Mu Junwu a thumbs up, and Mu Junwu looked at her thumb and said softly, "I don't like being weak."

  "I don't like it either!"

  "Today, what do you need me to teach you?"

  "Hmm... Brother Mo, let's have a match and practice our Jade Transformation Skill! Master said that if I learn it but don't know how to use it, then it's the same as not learning it at all. I think I should master using it for real."

  "Have you learned any new things from your master?" I asked, glancing at the bamboo branch on the ground.

  Hua Rou paused for a moment, then leaned in close to Mu Jun and whispered: "I've been taught, but Master warned me that I absolutely cannot tell anyone."

  Huā Róu wasn't the first time so close to Mù Jūn Wú, but this time, with Huā Róu's closeness, Mù Jūn Wú smelled a faint orchid-like fragrance, very light, but it existed.

  "Did... you understand?"

  He asked in a low voice, the fragrance seemed to have grown slender hands, scratching his nostrils, scratching and scratching along his throat, actually drilling into his heart, making it a little itchy, a little numb.