Douluo: Spirit Research Diary

"Ten Years of Lone Bamboo?"

"Can Ten Years of Lone Bamboo drop soul bones? I tell you in the name of the master of Douluo Continent, it's impossible. There are no ten-year soul bones in this world!"

"Besides, what's the use of ten-year soul bones for you? Are you teasing me?"

Yu Xiaogang asked repeatedly.

I also understand the theory, but I won't be induced by others. Han Tao actually wants to deceive me, how ridiculous!

Han Tao smiled, having already thought of a way to explain:

"I recently accepted a disciple, but he couldn't practice because he had no soul power, so I thought about giving him a soul bone to see if it would work!"

"As for whether a ten-year soul beast can drop soul bones, you don't need to worry about that."

"Whether it drops or not, I will keep my promise."

The master slandered in his heart: "Accepting a disciple without soul power?"

"Ridiculous! You should learn from me to accept a disciple. If you want to accept a disciple, you must accept a genius with innate full soul power!"

"Only by cultivating geniuses into geniuses can I prove the value of my theory as a master. If you cultivate trash into trash, who will pay attention to you?"

As for why Han Tao chose a ten-year Lone Bamboo soul beast?

"Absorbing soul bones does not require consideration of the physique. Even a 6-year-old child who has just awakened can properly absorb a hundred thousand year soul bones!"

This is a theory that he is proud of, but not everyone can know it.

Obviously, Han Tao didn't know this.

That's why he chose a ten-year soul beast and took a small probability of one in a thousand.

"Humph!" The master looked proud.

Theoretically superior, he suddenly felt superior, even looking at the sunlight outside the window with contempt.

He straightened his clothes, posed in a very straight posture, and said calmly: "Okay!"

He pushed open the door and patted Tang San's shoulder:

"Tang San, next, according to the needs of the investors, we need to follow Han Tao to hunt some soul beasts."

Han Tao added: "Let's say in advance that if the soul bones are dropped, they belong to me, and you can't touch them!"

"Damn it!" Tang San was angry.

After all, Tang San is the protagonist of this world, a character with great luck. If he hunts Guzhu, maybe he can really drop soul bones.

After all, he can even encounter Guzhu of a thousand years, so it is not impossible to drop ten-year soul bones.

"Han Tao, can't you hunt by yourself? Why do you want to find Tang San?" Zhu Zhuqing asked with a little curiosity.

Normal soul masters ask others to help hunt soul beasts because they can't beat them.

Han Tao's weird needs are also very rare, but after all, he is the first party, so it seems particularly normal.

"Let's go!" Ignoring her question, Han Tao ordered Yu Xiaogang.

The master took Tang San's hand and followed Han Tao to the Xingdou Great Forest.

"What have you been doing recently?" Jian Douluo was a little puzzled.

Han Tao "hushed" and said in a low voice: "I'll explain it to you after it's over."

Although he was curious, he still restrained himself.

Han Tao took out the map and followed the route to the place marked by Ning Tian.

"It's here, let's start."

He took out a knife from the soul guide and handed it to Tang San.

"Killing innocent soul beasts indiscriminately is indeed the style of an evil soul master!"

"And you pretend to be morally noble, let me kill soul beasts for you. This sin cannot redeem your soul!"

Tang San spat in disgust.

Obviously, he had forgotten the situation of killing the mother and son of the Green Phosphorus Snake.

"Tang San!"

The master kept admonishing his disciples along the way to dispel his concerns, not for the "letter of recommendation" promised by Han Tao.

"Master, I know." Tang San nodded in agreement.

Then he took the sharp knife and slashed at the ten-year-old Lone Bamboo.

The milky white soul ring emerged from the body of Lone Bamboo, which was very beautiful, like a ball of white jade.

Han Tao didn't care about Tang San's accusation. Talking about sin? How dare you blame others?

He walked forward and observed the surroundings of Lone Bamboo's body. The ending was not unexpected:

"No!"

"Haha, as expected!" Yu Xiaogang's face was full of confidence and arrogance. He whispered to Tang San: "Ten-year soul beasts will not drop soul bones, Tang San, you have to remember this."

Tang San nodded secretly.

Han Tao's hearing was so amazing that the master's whisper was clearly visible to him, but there was no need to care about it at this moment.

Interests were Han Tao's fundamental guide.

"Let's go, next one!"

After that, he took out the map again.

Leading Jian Douluo and Shrek to a new location.

"Ning Tian is very attentive." He couldn't help but sigh.

The map was clearly marked, and Ning Tianxia had obviously put in a lot of effort.

It seemed that he needed to be nicer to him in the future.

"Sin."

Tang San held the blade and slashed through the 17-year-old lonely bamboo.

The ending was as expected:

"No, next one!"

"No, next one!"

"No, next one!"

Soul bones are extremely rare.

The idea of ​​dropping a ten-year soul bone was a bit absurd.

"Maybe there are no ten-year soul bones in this world?"

"Or is Tang San's luck not good?"

Han Tao was also questioning whether his decision was correct.

Fortunately, even if the exploration was wrong, the cost was acceptable.

"Half a day, more than thirty lonely bamboos, no results."

Yu Xiaogang strengthened his determination, and his pride was already overflowing: "See."

"I've said it before, a ten-year soul beast can't drop soul bones!"

"Don't waste your time on your apprentice, there are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters, and it's obvious that he is a waste!"

Tang San kept nodding his head.

Yu Xiaogang is right, Master is right, there are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters!

"Okay!" Han Tao looked dimly, fingers clasped tightly.

"Is it because I'm next to him?"

"Luck marks the owner of the soul bone, so even if Tang San kills it, it won't drop soul bones?"

I should leave here.

Thinking of this, Han Tao said to the two: "The agreement has been reached, I'm leaving first"

After speaking, regardless of Tang San and Yu Xiaogang's eyes, Han Tao led Jian Douluo and left from the Star Dou Great Forest.

"Hehehe!"

The two people's mockery was endless.

With a comfortable mood and a satisfied smile, they left the Star Dou Great Forest.

But on the way back, they met a lonely bamboo soul beast again.

"Are there any fish that slipped through the net?" Tang San snorted.

The butcher knife casually cut through, after all, it would be unjust not to kill an evil soul beast.

99-year-old Gu Zhu is in the critical stage of preparing to break through the hundred-year stage.

Growing from 10 years to 99 years will consume part of Gu Zhu's innate power, and in the stage of breaking through the hundred years, all the remaining innate power will be condensed here to complete the breakthrough of the boundary between heaven and earth.

Killing soul beasts in the breakthrough stage is more likely to drop soul bones because of the condensed power.

Luck played a key role at the right time.

"Soul bone?"

"Is there really a ten-year soul bone?"

"No, the power has been condensed. Although the soul bone age is only 99 years, according to the classification of soul bones, this belongs to the hundred-year soul bone."

I saw a white left arm bone fall from Gu Zhu's body, pure and noble, like a dazzling firework.

"My theory is not wrong!"

"Ten-year soul beasts can't drop soul bones!" Yu Xiaogang proved to Tang San palely.

(Ten-year soul bones are basically non-existent, and hundred-year soul bones are also extremely rare, so two conditions are limited: Tang San's luck and the soul beast's breakthrough key stage)

Staring at the soul bone on the ground for a long time, Tang San developed a kind of greed: "This soul bone is not in Han Tao's plan, so can we covet this soul bone?"

"Yes, it is possible!" Yu Xiaogang changed the subject.

But he didn't see that there was a small "blue silver grass seed" hidden in the cuff of his clothes.