Douluo Continuing The Seven Shrek Monsters' Road to Godhood

Chapter 801--Artificial Soul Bone

Immediately, what Tang San said indeed confirmed everyone's thoughts.

"I got this left forearm last night from a little monkey with barely a hundred years of cultivation in the forest under the Tang Sect. The remaining blood in it has been wiped clean by me. The next thing I need to do is to ask Elder Yang to give me my left arm." Compress the blood power into this left arm to see if a stable seal can be successfully formed. Once successful, the first step will be completed."

This monkey could be said to be very pitiful. It was targeted by Tang San for no reason, and then it lost an arm inhumanely.

In the dangerous jungle, this was equivalent to giving him a suspended death sentence. The monkey was nothing more than a moving corpse.

But in fact, the results are not so cruel.

Tang San was not an overly ruthless person. It would not be justified to say that this monkey was unlucky, because it was also very lucky to receive Tang San's divine gift.

Less than a moment after the monkey's arm was painlessly chopped off, Tang San made the monkey grow a brand new arm, and by the way, its cultivation level was increased to about five hundred years, which was three times higher than before. .

Compared with the cost of losing an old arm, it is simply making a fortune. This is relinquishing the old body and becoming a saint with the extraordinary.

Of course, this is only a superficial understanding.

Tang San would never think that cutting off the monkey's arms and then giving it something as a reward was a blessing to the monkey. It was the monkey's creation. That would be too pretentious, and would go too far to bully the monkey.

Back to the topic, at this moment.

After hearing this, Yang Wudi nodded thoughtfully, and carefully looked at the left arm bone held in Tang San's hand, "Old dear, please feel free to tell me, and let me try with all my strength. "

He took it and officially began to try to inject his purest blood bit by bit.

At this moment, Tang San turned his gaze to Ma Hongjun, who looked attentive, "Fat man, now release the ordinary sun fire equivalent to a ninety-level titled Douluo, and be careful to refine and burn this forearm bone."

Hearing this, Ma Hongjun immediately agreed, and the next second, he released without hesitation from the tip of his index finger strands of red and yellow ordinary sun fire, a kind of flame that was two times hotter than ordinary people's flames. Three times as much, it's just slightly pure fire, and any fire attribute soul master can release it.

He pointed at the white bones, and the next second the Yang Fire flowed to the forearm, tightly wrapping it inside. The loss and transportation of the flame were completely balanced without any interruption. This stable situation can also increase the success rate. Lift up.

As for the changes in the heat, Ma Hongjun didn't have to worry about it at all, as long as he ensured the steady transmission of the flame.

Because Yang Wudi himself is a master of alchemy, his control over fire is definitely much better than most fire-attribute soul masters. He has reached the advanced state of using things without doing anything, letting nature take its course. It seemed like he didn't have to do anything, but the heat would change according to his thoughts.

Therefore, under his control, the Yang Fire used to refine the soul bone will never burn the forearm bone. At the same time, the fire will not be too small and the forging will not be sufficient, like a barbecue feast.

As for other changes, he couldn't take them all into consideration. After all, refining medicine has a very high failure rate. Even Yang Wudi cannot succeed every time. Not only does he need to master a flame, but what he is refining now is soul bone.

"Xiao San! It's amazing that you can refine the demonic beasts from Falan Star into soul bones. Now that the left arm of this hundred-year-old soul beast is being refined by a titled Douluo, it will probably be even more difficult to complete. Are you really confident that you can succeed? "

While Yang Wudi was engaged in intense work, Dai Mubai spoke in disbelief and said some unconfident words.

Then came Oscar's somewhat indifferent voice: "You have to try if you can succeed! If you succeed, it will create history. In the future, the soul beasts will have a chance to breathe, so that the conflict between humans and soul beasts will slow down. . In this way, I am afraid we can avoid the soul beast riot mentioned in the book tens of thousands of years later, and avoid the catastrophe of life in the future."

Tang San's tone showed no ups and downs, and he said very calmly: "I am actually only 40% sure. This is what I can barely calculate by consuming my original energy and blood to bear the backlash of heaven's law, and using my destiny power to understand the future."

The Fate Power that Tang San mentioned was the great magical power among the "Five Divine Foot Powers", the highest level of the Purple Demon Eye. You can clear away the fog of the future and see some details.

But this kind of spying on the secrets of heaven will definitely be counterattacked by heaven, and the price is that Tang San's mental power will be permanently depleted.

Tang San paused for a moment and then continued: "If we can succeed in one fell swoop, it will indeed create history. As for whether we can avoid the riots and massacres of soul beasts caused by being overly oppressed ten thousand years later, it is still unclear. Time is too far away, and there are too many people. So many variables.”

Xiao Wu comforted her with her soft, ear-numbing voice: "Brother! The 40% certainty is already very high. I didn't even dare to think it was so high. Maybe a miracle will happen. Luck can be Always with us.”

Suddenly, Zhu Zhu shouted crisply: "Look, the left arm bone in front of Elder Yang is already somewhat shiny."

As soon as the clear female voice finished, everyone's eyes turned around.

In their eyes, the remaining pieces of flesh on the bones were completely burned to ashes by the flames, turning into little ugly scars stuck to the bones. The bone itself turned completely black, with a metallic luster appearing in small areas.

Seeing this, everyone was very surprised and understood that there was great hope of success.

……

After a period of patient waiting, all parts of the left arm bone have a metallic luster.

But Yang Wudi's bloodline power still hasn't stopped injecting, and there is only a little bit left, and he must not fall short.

On the other hand, Ma Hongjun was very relaxed and retracted all the flames without any worries, making the entire forging room instantly cooler. It was only relatively speaking, it was still very hot, at fifty or sixty degrees.

Although Tai Tan and Yang Wudi have strong soul power, it is uncomfortable to stay in this environment for such a long time.

I saw Tai Tan wiping his forehead, sweating profusely, and his clothes were soaked with sweat. This was the result of using his strong soul power to suppress his own energy and blood, but he was still turned into a dog by the heat, with his mouth wide open and gasping for air.

Yang Wudi devoted himself wholeheartedly to the forging of soul bones. Even if there were fine beads of sweat on his eyelashes, he did not pay attention. What was even more terrifying was that the ground he stepped on was soaked with sweat.

It is conceivable that training soul bones is not an easy task, and it requires being able to endure hardships. This also reminded Tang San and others on what aspects they should improve in the production of soul bones in the future.

Xiao Wu and others wanted to help make this room more or less comfortable, but after all, this was the first experiment to create soul bones. They really didn't dare to do anything extra for fear of affecting Yang Wudi's normal work. , so I decided to maintain the status quo for the time being, and I could only endure the pain.

Tang San stared closely at the inside of the bones the entire time, observing the most minute structures, trying to discern a regular change.

He did see something. There was a small black vortex in the left arm bone that was becoming more and more solid. Some special symbols could be seen clearly in it, like some kind of original solution, the oldest genetic code of a living thing. The first traces of the Creator.

The blood injection continued for nearly two minutes, and Tang San was 90% sure of success, so he hurriedly nodded towards Xiao Wu.

The latter naturally understood that her divine power of life, which was softer than the divine power of Poseidon, slowly cooled the surrounding space to normal levels, while calming everyone's anxious mood.

She was careful throughout the process, fearing that it would affect the formation of her soul bones too quickly.

Immediately afterwards, a very small ray of life energy gently blended into Yang Wudi's eyebrows.

It made the latter feel refreshed. The sweat from all over his body was evaporated, and the dirt on the surface was washed away. The dry feeling was really wonderful. There is no need to take a shower after work, because the water is dirtier than his current body.

Another five or six minutes passed, and Tang San smiled broadly, grinning at the corners of his mouth regardless of appearance, revealing two rows of big white teeth. He laughed heartily and said: "Elder Yang! You can stop now. You have successfully managed to turn a century-old soul into something." Although the bone is condensed and formed, although it is not as perfect as it would be under natural circumstances, it is still an astonishing achievement and proves that our conjecture is very correct."

Everyone was not startled by this spirit bone, but instead were frightened by Tang San's excitement.

Ma Hongjun raised his chin, "Ha! Third brother, I understand that you are very excited after your guess is confirmed, but restrain yourself! You make me feel strange."

Tang San smiled casually, stretched his brows, took a long breath, and responded: "Fat man, don't forget that it was you who reminded me. Your contribution is greater than mine." Then, Tang San turned to look at Yang Wudi, "But The person who has made the greatest contribution today must be you, Elder Yang. You have made such great achievements for our Tang Sect, how can we not reward you vigorously? I happen to be going to other worlds for training soon, and it will be a long, long time. I won’t come back, but I promise you will bring many treasures of heaven and earth with you when you return.”

Yang Wudi's originally smiling face turned into ecstasy, his eyes widened with excitement and eagerness, so much so that his voice was a little hesitant, noisy, and even incoherent.

"Is it true, old sect master? Will you really bring back treasures of heaven and earth?"

At this time, Yang Wudi only had four words in his mind: "Treasures from Heaven and Earth". As for what world Tang San and others were going to go to to experience, he didn't pay attention to this at all.

Tang San nodded with a slight smile, and said seriously: "Am I going to lie to you again? And I guarantee that it will be of higher quality than any other immortal herbs in Douluo Continent, and even far better than herbs from the God Realm."

Tang San dared to be so sure, and he had his own reasons. The world they were going to was at a much higher level than Douluo Continent, so almost everything would be higher-level than the things on Douluo Continent.

Yang Wudi rolled his dry throat, squeezed out some saliva from his sticky mouth, swallowed it, and lubricated his throat a little before he could make any sound: "Then I'll thank the old sect master first."

"Elder Yang, you don't need to be so polite. It's not just fairy herbs. We all know what happened today? Two titled Douluo successfully created a soul bone with a forearm of a soul beast that had only been cultivated for a hundred years. What does it mean? If you will This matter was reported to the Tiandou Empire and recorded in history. Elder Yang and everyone present will definitely leave their names in history and be remembered forever." Tang San raised his head slightly, with unspeakable emotions in his eyes, but his tone was Very leisurely.

Yang Wudi is also a scholar and educated person. He understands what it means to leave a name in history. This is the vanity that every scholar wants.

His lips couldn't stop trembling, his eyes were misty, and his gratitude to Tang San was as uncontrollable as a torrential river. He clasped his fists with difficulty, and said in a clear voice: "Thank you, old sect leader, for your love. I, Yang Wudi, will definitely live up to everyone's expectations. I will wait for you." On the day you return, one of the thousands of people on the mainland will have the soul bone of the Tang Sect in his body."

Tang San smiled but didn't answer, acquiescing to Yang Wudi's agreement.

At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing said: "Elder Yang, why don't you tell us about the skills born from this soul bone!"

After the latter stabilized his emotions, he patted his body, with a slight smile on his face and said slowly: "This soul bone is too old, so the skills attached to it are only my first soul skills. Fortunately, My own soul skills are practical enough. The skill is called 'Shock'. A burst of explosive energy suddenly bursts out from my body, which can shake off the opponent's restraints that are not strong enough, and make my own momentum reach the maximum level in this explosion. Peak condition.”

Bai Chenxiang smiled brightly, and her pleasant voice immediately sounded: "It is indeed practical enough to prevent yourself from being too restricted by the enemy."

"What Sect Leader Bai said is absolutely true, but the age of this soul bone is really low, and it can only be used once a day." Yang Wudi sighed helplessly, and he no longer looked like he was talking and laughing before.

Tang San was calm and persuaded with his easy tone: "Elder Yang, don't worry, I will upgrade this soul bone to the fifty thousand year level. In this way, it will be able to exert its maximum function."

"Ah! Very good! Then I can only trouble the old sect master one more time!" Yang Wudi suddenly lost his depressed look, and his depression was swept away. It seemed that his eyes were filled with quiet and beautiful scenery, such as blue sea water, golden beaches, white clouds, mountains and flowing water... which made him feel indescribably comfortable. His thoughts had never been so refreshing, and he felt that his life was on the right track. reached its peak.

(End of this chapter)