Just as John Han predicted, when the Red Cloud Python finally showed its head, their group had already been lingering in the mountain stream for five days.
Fortunately, the cultivation time is long, even if everyone followed John Han's arrangement and set up an ambush in the mountains for five days, no one complained. During this period, Feng Xue had the spare time to ask Leon Luo and John Han a question based on the common sense of the previous life: "Pythons should be non-venomous, right?"
The memories left to her by Hua Biyue were incomplete. It was quite good for her to know the name of her current body, but she could not be forced to have common sense. Feng Xue, an outsider, had only acquired this knowledge halfway through her life. Her new life began in a place of death that had remained unchanged for eight hundred years. During this period, the only people she met were Xiao Ren, who was obviously missing a string, and Xie Chuncan, who had been trapped in a place of death since childhood. Therefore, she would need to make up for a lot of knowledge bit by bit in the future.
Leon Luo patiently explained to her: "Except for a few special species, pythons are usually non-toxic when they are born. After practicing for three hundred years, which is equivalent to the seventh level of human foundation building, they can spray poisonous fog from their cavity. The poisonous fog of foundation building cultivation will mostly only cause paralysis. The poisonous fog of golden elixir cultivation varies with the species, and some can even take the life of ordinary cultivators in the first sight."
Feng Xue's eyebrows twitched slightly: "Living so long is really a cheat."
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