Douluo Dalu

The 224th chapter of the water and fire does not invade, the hundred poisons and easy to break (below)

When Tang San refused to ask him to make a proposal, he was very angry. After a period of time, Du Gubo discovered that Tang San was not arrogant. In terms of poisoning, his experience is not as good as himself. All kinds of knowledge are not worse than themselves. Under the mutual discussion of each other, there is no small gain in the use of drugs. The vigilance between each other also quietly fades invisibly.

Of course, the Danzhu of Du Gubo is still within the Tang San Dantian, and Tang San did not raise this matter. A young man is less like a good friend, repeating a similar life every day.

The ridiculous thing is that Du Gubo relies on his own understanding of drugs. After eating the antidote given by Tang San, he goes back and configures himself. However, the antidote he configured is generally the same as that used in Tang San. No effect. Where does he know that there is still the most important drug in the antidote of Tang San.

In a blink of an eye, it has been six months. In the past six months, Master and Flanders have been there twice. When they saw that the harmony between Tang San and Du Gubo did not seem to be false, plus Tang San itself did not appear safe. The problem is that both of them are relieved. It’s just the Sui and Tang Dynasties. After the study and cultivation here, I will go back to the new Shrek College to meet.

After all, Du Gubo is the title of Douro. Although Tang San is able to fight against him in terms of using poisonous knowledge, in the practice of Wuhun, the experience of Du Gubo is far from being comparable to that of Tang San.

Du Gubo also missed Tang's detoxification of himself, and occasionally pointed out some of him, which made Tang San's understanding of Wuhun more profound. In terms of extensive knowledge, Dingbo is not as good as a master. But after all, he experienced all the process from the beginning to the cultivation of the title, and some experience is not owned by the master. Therefore, Tang San has benefited a lot from him.

In addition, the two eyes of the ice and fire are constantly helping Tang San to absorb the octagonal black grass and the fire apricot, and the transformation of the body, and the role of the solitary Bodanzhu. In the past six months, the soul of Tang San can be said to be leaps and bounds. From the thirty-fourth level when he first arrived, he has risen to the third level and reached the level of thirty-seventh level. He must catch up with the original Dai Mubai.

"Little monster. I am coming." The solitary singer fell from the sky.

"Hey." Du Gubo looked at the place where Tang San often rested. Generally, he came every night, and Tang San would say hello, but today there is no sound. What happened to him?

In the heart of Du Gubo, several ups and downs flew past. When he saw Tang San, who was sitting there, he was slightly relieved. Although some people in the heart are unwilling to admit it, Du Gubo now has no previous feelings about Tang San and even treats him as a friend.

The solitary is solitary, the cultivation is the poisonous martial arts, and there is no soul teacher who is willing to deal with him. Even if there is, there is a lot of fear. Although Tang San called his old monster every day, the feelings of these days have created a special kindness in the invisible heart. It's a bit like the feeling of elders and juniors, and some like the concerns between friends. What's more, the poison in his body still needs the antidote of Tang San.

Sitting in the middle of Tang, the man seemed to be staring at the front with some sluggishness, and in front of him, it was the copper tripod of the refining.

At this time, the copper tripod was placed above the hot spring, and the bottom touched the Yangquan slightly. It was baked with the temperature of Yangquan. If it was just ordinary copper tripod, even a slight contact with this hot spring would turn into copper water, but Tang San used it now. This copper tripod was painted with a herb on the side of the cold yin spring, and he could barely resist the temperature of Yangquan, and he could not control the heat of Yangquan.

Du Gubo was curious and squatted around Tang San. "Little monster, what are you doing?"

Tang San compared the index finger to his lips and made a squeaking gesture. His eyes still focused on the copper tripod.

Du Gubo looked down at Tang San’s gaze and saw the gap between the lids sealed by the copper tripod. At this time, he was constantly fading out of the purple smoke. For this situation, he has long been eccentric. Tang San often makes some strange poisons that he can't help but admire, but some recipes don't want to say Tang San, so that Du Gubo is depressed.

The purple smoke from the copper tripod condensed above the copper tripod, slightly swaying, and the solitary nose slightly moved. He was poisonous and poisonous, and he was naturally not afraid. But he soon discovered that the purple smoke did not have any taste, and naturally it was impossible to judge the ingredients. But I don't know why, looking at the rising purple smoke, he felt a bit chill in his heart.

As a soul teacher with poison as a power, Du Gubo knows exactly what it feels. This is an intuition that belongs to him. Only when there is a poison that can threaten his life, will this feeling appear. What kind of poison is this little monster refining, even if he even feels threatened.

It should be known that although Tang San refines a lot of poisons in the past six months, there are also many ingenious drugs that make Solitaire amazed. However, there has never been a situation in which he will even have fears like today. I didn't dare to bother him at the moment. I simply sat down next to Tang San and waited quietly.

Tang San’s look was unprecedentedly dignified, and he always looked at the purple smoke rising from the copper tripod and the copper tripod. As time went by, the purple smoke on the copper tripod became thinner and thinner. At the same time, the color also changed, from purple to white, and then white to black. Experienced a strange process.

In this process, Tang San used the blue silver grass three times to open the furnace and added some drugs. Even if his blue silver grass has reached the point where the water and fire are not invading, one must become withered every time.

In this way, the curiosity of Du Gubo is even more enhanced. After drinking his own tonic, he quietly runs the poison and tests the smell of the smoke.

However, no matter how he tried, he could not find out what kind of medicine was made from the poisonous mist in the smoke. Du Gubo only vaguely felt that it should be a kind of poison that mixes a variety of toxins and complement each other.

Does this kid want to poison me? Du Gubo thought in his heart, otherwise, what is he doing with these highly toxic drugs?

However, he quickly dismissed the idea. Don't say that the relationship between the two is already a teacher and a friend. Even if Tang San really wants to poison him, he will not refine it in front of him.

The process of refining was extremely long. When the next morning, the sky was bright, and Duoluobo felt a little intolerance. The black smoke on the copper tripod finally gradually became quiet, and slowly returned to the income of the copper tripod.

"Successful." Tang San Meng jumped up from the ground, and the excitement in his voice was uncontrollably released. At this time, he was really a kind of lively joy of his peers.

"Little monster, what is this about you?" Du Gubo couldn't help but ask.

This is the longest export of Tang San, looking at the solitary, mysterious road: "This is baby. The baby who wants life. I can guarantee that even if you are hit by it, you can live three times. Of course, it is for you. No threat, your skin is thick and thick, it can't enter your body. I will show you my masterpiece later."

More than ten blue silver grasses were pulled out at the same time, pulling the copper tripod back to the shore, he was not in a hurry, waiting for the copper tripod to slowly cool.

Tang Sandu has already said this, and Du Gubo can only wait, after half an hour, when the copper tripod is completely cooled down, Tang Sancai walks forward and carefully uncovers the top cover.

Du Gubo runs poison to protect himself, and the probe looks at the copper tripod. Inside the copper tripod, there is a small metal grinder in the center, and the traces of dryness around it should be the residue of the drug after drying. In that abrasive tool, there are three small needles that are only one inch long and are dark and dull.

"You have been working for a long time, is this thing?" Du Gubo snorted without a good breath. "What is the use of this stuff?"

Tang Sanyi smiled, running Xuanyu hand, carefully took out the mold, and then took out a small jade box prepared in advance from the twenty-four bridge moonlight night, and poured the three needles in the mold into three grooves. .

"Can kill the poison of the title Douro, do you say it is useful?" Tang San eyes flashed with a burning glow. When I was in Tangmen, this kind of gaze appeared only every time he made a super hidden weapon.

"This thing can kill the title fighting? You are not kidding." Do not believe in the face of Du Gubo, "With this gadget, you can't break the defense of the title, and what is the use of poison?"

Tang San looked at Du Gubo. "Do you know what a hidden weapon is? The hidden weapon is a weapon used in the dark. The frontal confrontation cannot break the defense, it does not mean that it can not be done at any time. Moreover, to use these three needles, we have to wait. It’s only possible for my soul to break through the 40th level. It’s a special method to send them out. They have a name, called the King of the King.”

"Wang Wang posted? What do you mean?" Du Gubo is a bit puzzled.

Tang San looked at the three dark needles in the jade box, and the eyes were filled with obsessive light, just like watching the rare treasures. "The meaning of the word "阎王" is death. It is the ancient god. You said, death to you After the invitation, what is it going to do? Naturally, let you return to the embrace of death. The king calls you three more dead, who dares to stay with you."