Blue Silver Grass Guide

Three days later, in a small town in the Fasno Province of [Tian Dou Empire].

After a decent dinner, Yu Xiaogang sat in a daze by the window on the second floor, staring blankly at the street scene outside the window that gradually fell into darkness.

"...You're lucky this time too. If it weren't for those packets of "Detoxification Powder", I'm afraid you wouldn't have stayed in that ghost forest——"

Three tables away, in another corner by the window, there were four or five middle-aged and young people, tall, short, fat and thin. After a few glasses of wine, their conversation became more exciting.

"Indeed... come! Brother, let me toast you to a drink!" A young man with a big mole on the corner of his mouth raised the wine glass in his hand and toasted to the tall man who just spoke and a few people around him.

"Do it!"*N

"Tsk! Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk... gud..."

The young man with the mole drank wine and gained a piece of crystal clear fat. While feeling relieved, he also had a look of regret on his face: "To be honest, brothers, when that beast wrapped his ankle with his tongue, , I really thought I was dead..."

"I'm not afraid of your jokes. I wet my pants at that time——"

"That's true..." A short, fat middle-aged man next to him held up his wine glass, interrupted the self-deprecating young man with the mole, and comforted him: "It's human nature to be afraid. Go out and ask, those who claim to be brave How many strong men can be truly fearless when faced with such a situation where their lives are hanging by a thread?"

"That's right!" The tall and strong man who spoke first followed closely: "Besides, aren't we back now... What? Lao Liang, are you afraid and want to stay at home and not go out? ?”

"That's not true." The mole-stricken young man called Lao Liang immediately shook his head and said, "If I don't go out, what will the dozens of people in my house, old and young, eat and drink?"

"In more than half a year, the third and fourth sons of my family will also have their martial souls awakened. If their innate soul power is higher, I will not be able to save some money for them. By then, whether it is food, drink, or food during cultivation, , or when hunting for soul rings later, our brothers can still help with the first soul ring, but what about the century-old soul rings that follow? Then we have to spend money to hire people..."

After hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's eyes looked at the night scene outside the window, regaining some of his energy, and he also had a general understanding of the situation of the group of people not far away.

Soul master, the lowest level soul master in Douluo Continent.

From the words of the young man with the mole at the end, it can be heard that these small teams that have joined together can only hunt some tenth grade soul beasts that are less than a hundred years old.

This kind of low-level soul master who is still struggling with food and clothing does not need much attention. After all, he, Yu Xiaogang, was also a second-level soul master at this time, and he also had two hundred-year soul rings.

In terms of combat effectiveness, these low-level soul masters combined might not be able to stop Luo Sanpao from releasing his soul skills at once.

but……

There was some bitterness in his eyes again, and Yu Xiaogang despised himself in his heart: 'Yu Xiaogang, Yu Xiaogang, when did you fall to the point of comparing yourself with these people? ’

Think of him, Yu Xiaogang, who was born in one of the strongest forces in the Douluo Continent, the "Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Family". Although the martial spirit he inherited is a malignant mutation, it still has the noble blood of a true dragon. With the help of his family, he also possesses two hundred-year soul rings that are close to the maximum life limit. No matter from every aspect, he is not on the same level as these civilian soul masters, so why bother comparing with them?

Just as he was thinking about it, the conversation over there was still going on. Just when Yu Xiaogang was about to get up and go back to his room to rest, a name caught his attention.

"This time it's really thanks to those packets of "Detoxification Powder"," Lao Liang, a young man with a mole, said with some fear: "Although it cannot completely eliminate the poison of the "red-spotted toad", it can inhibit the spread of the poison. Relying on it, I was able to go all the way to the market outside the ghost forest, find Deacon Wen of the [Martial Soul Hall], and use purifying soul skills to clean out the toxins..."

The tall, thin, middle-aged young man next to him spoke at the right time and asked: "I heard that the formula of "Jiedu Powder" was invented by a healing soul master named Ling Yi in the border army? "

‘Ling Yi? ’

Yu Xiao just left the bench and sat down again, pricking up her ears and listening silently: 'Is it him? ’

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang could not help but think of a peerless face that was unforgettable once he saw it.

Good looks are not the key. The key is the calmness and grace revealed in his words and deeds, which makes Yu Xiaogang feel yearning and envy from the bottom of his heart.

"boom!"

"Yes, I know this!" The tall, strong man suddenly put down the wine glass in his hand, raised his hand and wiped his mouth, with a complex expression of pride and hatred on his face.

"Whoosh-"

Lao Liang immediately picked up the wine pot, filled the wine glass for the tall and strong man, and asked hurriedly: "Brother Lu, please tell the brothers -"

"Zi——" Brother Lu, a tall and strong man, picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. He looked at the teammates in front of him, took a long breath and said: "You know, I, Old Lu, was in the frontier army before. Effective."

"Yes!" The tall, thin and middle-aged young man nodded repeatedly and said, "Brother Lu told us about this when we formed a team a year ago."

"Well~" Brother Lu's cheeks had a faint blush, and he was obviously a little drunk. His eyes became blurry, but he subconsciously whispered softly:

"A few years ago, our Tiandou had a fierce fight with the opposite Xing Luo. Do you have any impressions?"

Lao Liang, a young man with a mole: "I'm impressed!"

The tall, thin, middle-aged young man said: "I know!"

The short, fat middle-aged man: "Yeah!"...

"That was the first time I heard the name Ling Yi," Brother Lu continued, "not long after the war."

"I heard that he was the most miraculous healing soul master in [Shuimu Principality] for hundreds of years... In that battle, the army sent by [Silves Kingdom] suffered more than 80% damage! But with Ling Yi When the [Shuimu Principality] army returned, its battle losses were controlled to less than half!”

“I heard that he is a healing soul master with soul master level strength but possesses abilities comparable to soul king level.

At that time, one of the rising stars in the frontier army was injured by the poisonous soul emperor's soul skill from Xingluo. You should all have heard of Count Altimus, the famous 'bringer of brilliance'. Even he was helpless, but the poisonous injury was finally cured by Ling Yi! "

"When we continued to fight against Xingluo's cousins, many of the border troops were saved by him from the battlefield..."

"Brother Lu," Lao Liang interjected with some curiosity: "Since Ling Yi Soul Lord is so powerful, his status in the frontier army is probably not low now, right? Can he be as good as Altimo?" Lord Earl Si—?”

"It's a pity." Brother Lu shook his head, picked up the wine glass again, and said with a complicated expression: "Mr. Ling left the border army more than a year ago -"

"Before leaving, Mr. Ling left many herbal formulas with certain therapeutic effects on sword wounds, bruises, mild poisoning and other symptoms with his years of research and left them among the border troops."

"It is also because of these formulas that in the past two years, "Golden Sore Medicine", "Quyu Powder", "Jiedu Powder"... these medicines have been sold in various cities and market towns in Fasno Province. "

Hearing this, Lao Liang and others nodded in unison, looking astonished.

"That's right! Hiccup-!"

Brother Lu burped, leaned his upper body forward on the table, lowered his head, and whispered mysteriously: "Tell me something that even you can't believe. Do you know what Mr. Ling's innate soul power is? "

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone!