Douluo: My Sand Sculpture Player

Chapter 36 Soul Ring! Soul skills!

Originally, in A Yin's opinion, cutting down the Holy Sound Bamboo, which had only been cultivated for 47 years, was no big deal.

But now he realized that he was wrong, and how wrong he was.

What the hell is this?

Why did the Holy Sound Bamboo remain unharmed when I chopped it down with a hoe?

"Swiss-S-S-S-S-S-S-S-S-S-S-S-S-S!"

A gust of breeze blew, and Shengyin Bamboo swayed, and the bamboo leaves made bursts of noise, seeming to make a silent mockery of A Yin.

A Yin did not try decisively. Instead, he stepped forward and touched the Holy Yinzhu.

Feeling the hardness from his hand, A Yin couldn't help but his face darkened and he said:

"I originally thought that awakening the hoe martial spirit was enough, but now I realize that awakening this rubbish martial spirit will not only slow down my cultivation progress, but it turns out that even the hunter spirit beast is so difficult!"

The other two players in the hunting team were speechless.

Because, in order to better complete the main tasks in the game, they also awakened the garbage martial spirit early. Now seeing this scene, they also feel sad that the rabbit died and the fox died. It would be a lie to say that they don't regret it.

"Alas!" A Yin sighed, "I don't know if I can delete the account and recreate a character in this game. I'm afraid I will lose the quota for the internal beta account."

"A Yin," Da Sima said with a wise look in his eyes: "This Holy Sound Bamboo is actually not much different from an ordinary plant. How about we try to burn it to death with fire?"

"good idea!"

A Yin's eyes lit up.

After having the idea, the three people immediately started work, picking up some easily flammable weeds and branches from the surrounding forests, and stacking them all under the Holy Sound Bamboo.

A Yin squatted on the ground, holding a relatively slender wooden stick in his hand, inserting it into the hole of a piece of rotten wood. He rubbed the stick quickly with both hands, causing the stick to rotate continuously and make harsh friction. sound.

A trace of smoke from friction came from the contact port. As the smell of smoke became heavier and heavier, sparks began to appear in the wood hole. After the sparks touched the easily flammable rotten wood, they began to catch fire. Even the fire in A Yin's hand Sticks are no exception.

A Yin raised his palm to block the hard-won fire from the breeze blowing from time to time in the forest. He threw the orange flame seedlings into the weeds, and the sparks spattered out, instantly igniting the weeds. Supported by the surrounding wood, the flames burst into flames.

The rising high temperature causes the air to distort, and waves of heat hit the face, making people sweat profusely.

Under the burning of the flames, Shengyin Bamboo, which had been cultivated for 47 years, began to turn black and burnt from the bottom, giving off an unpleasant burnt smell, and the flames began to climb up the body of Shengyin Bamboo, gradually burning it. It was pulled into the raging flames.

"Crack! Crack! Crack..."

Under the flames, the strong outer skin of the Holy Sound Bamboo continuously makes a crisp sound like fried beans.

A Yin felt happy.

"No wonder eldest brother Yu Xiaogang said that in the world of soul beasts, attribute restraint is particularly important. The fire attribute just restrains plant-based soul beasts and can cause greater damage!"

Seeing the skin of Shengyin Bamboo burnt, A Yin raised his hoe spirit again.

This time, not only him, but also Da Sima and Zhang San also summoned the weapon spirit.

Da Sima's weapon spirit is a rope, which is smoothly put on Sheng Yinzhu's body with a wave of his hand. The other end is held in his hand, his legs are spread apart, his feet are standing in a splay, and the muscles of his arms are bulging, one by one. The veins were bulging, and he pulled hard with both hands, preparing to pull Sheng Yinzhu down from his crotch.

A nine-tooth rake appeared in Zhang San's hand. This is also a weapon used for agricultural production, but the style looks much more ferocious, and it is exactly the same as Zhu Bajie's weapon in Journey to the West. The price is a full 110 destiny coins, and Zhang San saves it. I was frugal and spent a lot of effort to buy it from the game store.

Zhang San scolded, twisted his waist, and with the combined force of his shoulders, waist, and thighs, he wielded a nine-tooth nail rake with both hands and hit Sheng Yinzhu heavily.

The nine-tooth nail rake is top-heavy and heavy. It is quite difficult for Zhang San to use it, but it also strengthens the nine-tooth nail rake's attack power.

A Yin and Zhang San attacked the same part, and the flame-scorched skin on Sheng Yinzhu's body suddenly burst open, and with a "click" sound, it was cut in half from the middle.

Taking advantage of this moment, Da Sima pulled the rope hard. Sheng Yinzhu's upper body lost its balance and immediately tilted towards Da Sima's side. During this tilting process, the wounds on his body were aggravated, causing the gap to continue to expand.

"Crack...bang!"

Sheng Yinzhu fell to the ground with a crash, raising a burst of flying dust.

The powerful vitality of the plant-type soul beast made it possible that even if the Holy Sound Bamboo was cut off from it, it would not die immediately for a while, but would maintain a weak vitality.

A Yin remembers very clearly that in the process of hunting the soul beast, only the last person fatally wounds the soul beast, and the soul ring that emerges after the death of the soul beast will belong to that person. Otherwise, it can only be regarded as assists.

"Don't take my head!"

A Yin shouted and rushed to the front quickly.

Being a chicken thief, he waved his hoe and continued to chop along the damaged gap of the Holy Sound Bamboo. Immediately, there were marks as if it had been gnawed by a dog.

In front of A Yin's beating of the drowned dog, Sheng Yinzhu could only bear it silently, and finally died silently, just like many plant-type soul beasts.

When Sheng Yinzhu's aura disappeared completely, a white soul ring emerged from the corpse.

Although this was just a 47-year-old soul ring, a rubbish soul ring that was not even considered a century-old soul ring, A Yin still couldn't hide his excitement.

He stretched out his right hand tremblingly and touched the white soul ring.

At the moment of contact, a mysterious message appeared in A Yin's mind, letting him know the soul skills attached to this soul ring.

Grow!

Skill effect: Grow faster and have more vitality!

A Yin's face darkened.

"What kind of rubbish soul skill is this?"

"What? It doesn't suit your wishes?" Da Sima asked.

"It's not just what I want." A Yin cursed and said, "This soul skill is called growth. I'm not a plant. Why do I need it?"

"Brother, you have to think about the good things." Da Sima patted A Yin on the shoulder and said, "Don't forget, you are not here to acquire combat-oriented skills. I think this growth soul skill is very It’s suitable for you and your martial soul hoe! If it is used for production, it will definitely work!”

Da Sima's words awakened the dreamer.

A Yin was stunned at first, then ecstatically said:

"Yeah, why didn't I think of that!"

"If I use the growth soul skill to farm, wouldn't it violate the normal growth laws of plants? If I think more boldly, I can even cultivate various types of plants!"

(End of this chapter)