Dou Po: Lord of the Great Thousand

Late at night, Tang Ling gently closed the door and was about to return to the bed to rest when his steps suddenly stopped and he looked behind him helplessly.

"Can you stop being so mysterious?"

Bai Li ignored it and stared at Tang Ling very curiously: "What did you do to find that man named Mittel Tengshan again?"

"I didn't do anything, I just asked him to help me buy some things." Tang Ling sat on the bed and answered casually.

"Don't fool me. You are just purchasing something and you need to carry me quietly? Tell me, do you want the resources I gave Liu Yue back?" Bai Li flew in front of Tang Ling and tapped Tang Ling's forehead with his dragon claw.

The corner of Tang Ling's mouth twitched. He couldn't hold a grudge to that extent, and Liu Yue had already given up on Bai Li. How could he get back the resources given by Bai Li?

Rolling his eyes, Tang Ling smiled helplessly: "I just asked the other party to help me deliver a letter to someone."

"Sending a message? Do you have a friend?" Bai Li looked at Tang Ling doubtfully, her voice full of disbelief.

"Why don't you have friends? Isn't Mittel Tengshan my friend?" Tang Ling stared at Bai Li in front of him with a black line in his head. If he couldn't beat him, he would give him a lesson.

Bai Li shook his head in confusion and murmured: "That's not right. According to Tang Su, you are the kind of person who is destined to be alone all his life!"

After saying that, Bai Li ignored Tang Ling who was stunned, waved his wings and left the room.

Tang Ling smiled bitterly in his heart. He was just Su Hui. He didn't like to play with his peers since he was a child. He was just a little lonely. How could his mother think that he had such a withdrawn character?

But then he thought about Tang Su's off-kilter character, and Tang Ling felt that it was not his problem, but his mother's problem.

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As the morning sun rose, the miasma of the Netherworld Swamp gradually receded. Tang Ling, wrapped in a cloak, walked out of the west gate of Demon Swamp City and headed towards the depths of the swamp.

Heading westward, he traveled during the day and found some high places to rest at night to avoid the poisonous miasma. When he couldn't avoid it, Bai Li froze the two of them in an igloo to isolate them from the miasma of the Netherworld Swamp.

In this way, Tang Ling also felt all kinds of troubles after traveling for ten days.

Not to mention the monsters hiding under the swamp, just having to work hard to identify the direction and drive away the poisonous insects every day made him extremely annoyed.

Turning to look at Bai Li on his shoulder, Tang Ling said helplessly: "If I don't sit on you, why don't you grab me with your claws and fly out?"

That day, as soon as the two left Demon Swamp City, Tang Ling thought that Bai Li would take him to fly out of the Netherworld Swamp. However, Bai Li directly wrapped herself around his shoulders and ignored Tang Ling's proposal.

For ten days, Tang Ling had been communicating with Bai Li, hoping to get out of the Netherworld Swamp quickly, but Bai Li refused to take her out of the swamp.

"Go slowly! Although you can quickly pass through the Netherworld Swamp and the Barren Mountains and reach your destination directly, it will also make you lose some experience, but you can't become a strong person through hard work!" Bai Li said lightly, with a tone of voice.

Full of admonitions.

"Barren Mountains? Are they the barren mountains you mentioned without a trace of energy from heaven and earth?" Hearing this, Tang Ling paused in his progress and asked curiously.

"Hmm! I don't know what the name of that mountain range is. Seeing that it is barren and lifeless, I call it the Barren Mountain Range." Bai Li nodded, and then continued, "You can still practice in the Netherworld Swamp.

If you go to the barren mountain range, you can only rely on elixirs or ice spirit cold springs to practice."

"The purpose of this trip, we have to wait three years?" Tang Ling was still puzzled.

"Maybe it won't take three years, but I need to find a place to solve the problem of my soul first." Bai Li thought for a moment, looked at Tang Ling deeply for a long time, and said quietly, "What you said can improve my success.

What is the method of efficiency?”

"Soul-transforming tobacco is a seventh-level medicinal material, and its toxicity only targets the soul. Unless the poisoned person's soul reaches the spiritual realm, it can be said that there is no cure." Tang Ling spoke slowly.

"I am in the late spiritual realm!" Bai Li emphasized.

"Don't worry, listen to me and tell you slowly!" Tang Ling started to tell Bai Li the method in detail as he waved his hand to chase away a sneaking poisonous scorpion.

Although souls in the spiritual realm can be cured by using Soul Transformation Smoke Zhizhi, they are only salvageable.

What's more, Bai Li wanted to use it to eliminate the hidden dangers in his soul. As for how to do it, Tang Ling could guess it just by thinking about it.

It is nothing more than wrapping the soul-transforming smoke with a large amount of soul power, using poison to eliminate the disadvantages before the available soul power is exhausted, and then forcing the poison out of the soul.

If Bai Li's soul reaches the heavenly realm at this time, there is still hope for success. The spiritual realm? There is almost no possibility!

As for how to improve the success rate, Tang Ling had seen a record in the classics left by Tang's father.

With the help of body-clearing grass to protect the last trace of mind in the body, and the medicinal power of the soul-melting fruit, the soul is split apart. In this way, when using the soul-changing smoke, the soul power expended becomes much less.

In order to force out the poison of Soul-Transforming Yanzhi from his soul, Bai Li also needs to find a Jedi with ice attributes.

After describing all the methods, Tang Ling continued: "How about it? This Netherworld Swamp is so big, there should be an extremely cold place, right?"

Bai Li blinked his eyes and suddenly said: "Have a rest for the night, and I will take you out of the Netherworld Swamp tomorrow."

So real!

Tang Ling rubbed his forehead and sighed, he had nothing to say to Bai Li.

But this is fine, even if I can only rely on the Ice Spirit Cold Spring to practice in the future, it will be easier than living in this Netherworld Swamp, plagued by poisonous insects and miasma every day.

Looking around, Tang Ling tried to find a suitable place to rest today.

"Use all the means you can to conceal your aura, quickly!" Bai Li's voice rang in Tang Ling's mind, and immediately her aura and soul power suddenly disappeared.

Tang Ling was stunned, and quickly activated his secret method, and used the jade pendant to hide his aura, and his body sank directly into the swamp.

Under the swamp, seeing how cautious Bai Li was, Tang Ling felt that it was not safe, so he took out a pill from the ring and took it. All the fighting energy in his body returned to Dou Jing, and his body became lifeless.

When Bai Li saw that Tang Ling actually took the secret medicine from the Tian She Mansion, his worried expression finally relaxed a little.

It was pitch black under the swamp. Tang Ling did not dare to use his soul power to sense the outside, so he could only wait silently for Bai Li's message.

At this time, Bai Li's powerful soul power slowly came out of his body, and he cautiously explored the location he had just noticed.

A hundred miles northwest of Tang Ling and Tang Ling, a sycamore tree stood quietly in a wetland.

The trunk of the sycamore tree is colorful, and the leaves are as black as ink. At this time, under the complex and raised roots of the sycamore tree, a green scorpion beast is entrenched under the roots.

A few feet away from the sycamore tree, an old man was holding a corpse in his hands. He suddenly looked serious, and his soul senses were exploring the surroundings, with doubts in his eyes.

"Elder Shuo, what's wrong?" An old woman next to him asked hurriedly when she saw the expression on Elder Shuo's face.

"Nothing, it may be my misunderstanding. I just felt that there was a soul power exploring this place." Elder Shuo waved his hand and said with a smile, "I think it may be that I sensed it wrong. There are no such strong people near Demon Swamp City.

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The old woman took a breath and said flatteringly: "Of course, Elder Shuo has been guarding this place for decades. If there are such strong people among these swamp natives, how can they hide it from the elder."