Douluo's opening as the son of the sea god

Chapter 75 Evening Flowers and Dawn

"Notting City..."

"I see, thank you."

Bo Saibei smiled faintly. Although his face was embarrassed, he still looked so handsome, like the most beautiful smile in the world.

Hagrid knew that Poseidon didn't belong here, and he asked these questions in all likelihood to leave.

So he cupped his hands and said, "My lord, if you want to leave the barren land, I can help you contact the best local business team."

"In the land of the wasteland, there are trade teams that travel through this land every year to bring back the materials needed for the wasteland from outside for sale."

"They have rich experience. If you follow these trade teams, you will be much safer."

"Then, I will trouble you."

Hagrid shook his head: "Master, I don't know how to repay you for giving Will such a precious medicinal material. Such a small matter can be done with a little effort."

He put on his bamboo hat and stepped onto the land from the wet plank: "I'm going to find out the situation right now."

After Hagrid left, Hemingway was full of admiration, and looked at Poseidon in awe: "You are really amazing."

Bossebei is a few centimeters taller than Hemingway, but he is the elder brother: "The soul master is not a strong person, if you can have the heart to be strong and absorb these two celestial grasses, your future will be far beyond the soul master. "

Poseibei is not talking nonsense. Although immortal medicinal materials can't turn people from useless people into geniuses, they can definitely give useless people a chance to counterattack.

Relying on the effects of fairy medicinal materials, the Shrek Seven Monsters in the original book can even have the ability to fight across age groups.

"Beyond Soul Venerable..."

Hemingway's eyes were full of unconfidence: "But my martial spirit is the most useless coastal flower, without any aggressiveness, at most it can radiate a little light to guide the returning fishermen, even the only soul master organization in the wasteland refuses to help I test my soul power."

The most useless martial soul...

Bo Saibei couldn't say that there are no waste spirits, only waste soul masters.

Bo Saibei is the son bestowed by the gods, and he is a god-level martial spirit. Compared with the coastal flower, there is a huge difference.

This kind of comfort, just standing and talking does not hurt my back.

Bo Saibei lowered his voice: "Martial spirit is innate, it cannot be determined by ourselves, others may laugh at you and exclude you, but from now on, you must understand one thing in your heart."

"Although martial souls with very inferior nature are called waste martial souls, it doesn't mean that they have no room for improvement."

"Your soul power may be more difficult to cultivate than others, but if you can find suitable treasures from heaven and earth, you may be able to evolve your martial soul and become a more powerful martial soul."

What Poseidon said was what he had personally practiced.

Just like the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda can evolve into the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda, any martial spirit has room to evolve if it has the chance.

"Now, these two plants of heaven and earth treasure medicine are in your hands. Whether you can become a soul master in the future depends entirely on your own efforts and luck."

Bo Saibei didn't know if the young man in front of him could break free from the shackles. Although the martial spirit has the possibility of evolution, it also has high requirements on the host. With the will of a normal person, it is difficult to walk from the beginning to the end.

However, Hemingway met Poseidon, and these two celestial herbs have pushed his starting point a lot higher.

Hemingway's eyes lit up when he heard Poseibei's words, and he couldn't help but look forward to it: "Really? I also have the hope of becoming a strong man?"

"Abba said that you are a noble son lost from a big family, I believe you."

Hemingway resolutely said: "I will work hard, and shut up those who say that the coast flower is a useless martial spirit!"

"Ok!"

Bo Saibei nodded: "If they scold you again in the future, you can tell them '30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor.'"

"In this way, you will be able to gain the bonus of the protagonist's halo, so that you can successfully face these ignorant people."

"what?"

Hemingway looked blank, "The protagonist's halo? What is that?"

"It's nothing, it's just something that can always make people stronger and more confident, but a place... or an era, only allows the existence of a protagonist's halo."

Poseibei looked into the distance profoundly, the protagonist halo of this world originally belonged to a person named Tang San, but now, it should come to him, right?
Otherwise, what's the point of sending me to be the Sea God's successor?
"However, the medicinal power of immortal medicinal materials is huge, you must absorb them step by step, and don't want to eat them in one go and become a big fat man."

Hemingway nodded, and said solemnly: "Otherwise, I'll start absorbing them now, otherwise, when you leave the wasteland, brother, no one will be able to teach me how to practice."

Hemingway's expression was a little gloomy. Hagrid couldn't even break through the tenth level. He was just a very ordinary soul warrior, and he couldn't guide him on the path of a soul master.

Perhaps, if they hadn't fished up Poseidon back then, Hemingway would have had no opportunity in his life. He could only die in an ordinary way like Hagrid, and die on the coast without the slightest ripple.

Hemingway said stupidly: "How should I absorb it? Do I need to steam it? Or do I need to boil it? Can it be eaten raw?"

Poseidon smiled.

This young man who grew up by the sea really doesn't know anything about the world of soul masters.

"Taking it directly is too powerful, and it is likely to repair your body. You need to use your soul power to connect with it first. Immortal herbs have their attributes and affinity. When you can adapt to the power of this immortal herb, to be taken orally."

Hemingway understood a little, and immediately followed what Poseidon said. He, who had never been taught how to guide soul power, was extremely clumsy.

During the two hours of teaching, he even caused the elixir to have a repulsive effect. Fortunately, with Poseidon at his side to guide, Hemingway gradually found a way.

One of the elixir is called the flower of the evening, and the other is called the dawn of the dawn, and the interaction effect is better.

And the plant that Hemingway infiltrated with soul power at this time is Dawn Chenxi. The power of this elixir traced back to Hemingway's body, and it actually made his coastal peanuts react, pulling the soul power to resonate.

Hemingway said happily: "My Wuhun seems to be full of vitality, and I feel that my body is stronger and more relaxed!"

Bo Saibei smiled: "The effects of fairy herbs are much more than that, you will understand later, but fairy herbs are extremely precious, you have to keep them well, once others find out, it may cause trouble to your upper body."

Hemingway nodded: "I see, thank you very much!"

"May I call you teacher?" Hemingway asked seriously.

"I can't care less about you for a few months, just learn to be a teacher."

Hemingway sighed: "But you can teach me useful knowledge, which I need very much."

Hemingway pursed his lips, as if making a huge choice:

"Can I leave the wasteland with you?"

(End of this chapter)