When I first came to Douluo, Xiao Wu offered sacrifices to me

Chapter 22 Three Agreements

By the time the acupuncture was completed, the middle-aged man's hair had grown to 40-60 centimeters. After the blood vessels on his face returned to normal, he looked a bit older than before.

"wake up……"

A whisper seemed to be able to summon the souls under the Nine Netherworld.

The fat man's fat body shook violently, and all the needles on his body were shaken off.

"Mother……"

With faint murmurs, the fat man opened his eyes, and the wounds caused by Wu Tian's soul power healed in an instant.

"Uncle, who are you?"

The middle-aged man reached out and stroked the fat man's hair, covering up his fatigue and sadness with a smile: "Have you forgotten? Forget it... go home with uncle, okay?"

"I'm hungry……"

"Go home with uncle. There is delicious food at uncle's house."

The fat man sucked his fingers, tilted his head and thought for a while: "Okay... let Xiaoxin eat enough."

"of course."

The middle-aged man pointed at Zhang's mother and the thin man and said to the fat man Xiaoxin: "Can you help uncle take them home?"

"Good~"

The fat man held one in each hand and stood there waiting for instructions from the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man slowly covered his eyes before standing up. His body shook a bit when he stood up.

"Follow uncle."

Ta...ta...

Wu Tian watched the middle-aged man and the fat man go away, his expression full of shock.

"This can no longer be considered medical skill."

Fatty is dead!

He was extremely sure of this.

After he killed Zhang's mother and three others, he found out that the three of them were already dead. The middle-aged man actually managed to revive the fat man with just a few needles!

……

"delicious!"

"eat slowly."

The middle-aged man did not take the fat man back to the hospital, but to a private house. The sound of birds being disturbed came from outside the window.

"Xiaoxin, uncle, please go out for a moment. Don't run around."

"Uh-huh……"

"You don't seem surprised."

"You were there when I rescued Xiaoxin."

"Why don't you bring it back and save it?"

The place where the middle-aged man works is in a garbage dump. Not to mention that it is close to Wu Tian, ​​even the environment is not a good place to practice medicine.

"If it's later, I won't be able to save anyone." The middle-aged man shook his head helplessly.

"How did you save him?"

It is simply unbelievable that the method that can save the dead comes from a person whose soul power is only at the tenth level.

"My martial spirit."

The middle-aged man exposed his eyes. The moment he met the middle-aged man's eyes, Wu Tian fell into a trance. When he came to his senses, Wu Tian broke out in a cold sweat on his back.

These are a pair of eyes that can suck people's soul into them!

"My martial spirit is a mutated martial spirit that allows me to see things that ordinary people can't see, so I can do a lot of things that ordinary people can't do."

What is the difference between this explanation and no explanation?

"Xiaoxin has already died once. Although he was rescued by me, he doesn't retain much memory, so it won't cause you any trouble."

Wu Tiandao: "He won't cause trouble for me, but what about you?"

Wu Tian couldn't believe that the people in front of him had nothing to do with Zhang's mother and the three of them.

The price a middle-aged man pays to save someone is very obvious. It shows on the outside and can be distinguished with the naked eye.

To save a person, his hair is one-tenth gray and his face is one-tenth old. If a middle-aged man saves everyone like this, he would be dead by now.

"I do not know either."

"How to guarantee?"

Although the middle-aged man's soul power level is not high, his methods are weird. If he doesn't handle it well, he will be a big trouble. Just verbal assurances are not convincing at all.

If you want peace of mind, the simplest and most direct way to deal with it is to click away the middle-aged people.

With a middle-aged man's level 10 soul power, even if he had miraculous acupuncture skills and a weird martial spirit, he couldn't be his opponent.

But the middle-aged man didn't provoke him or show any hostility. Wouldn't it be bad to kill him directly?

If the middle-aged man was ruthless, Wu Tian would still have a reason to take action based on the slogan of eliminating harm for the people, but the middle-aged man is a doctor.

The system's voice suddenly sounded: "Beep! Choose to turn it on! Option 1: Kill Fang Zheng, reward: Martial Spirit Eye of Truth. Option 2: Don't kill Fang Zheng, sign a soul contract with Fang Zheng, reward: Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu."

"Founder?" Wu Tian didn't expect that the first time he heard the middle-aged man's name was in the system prompt.

"I choose...two."

The Eye of Truth…

You could tell from the name that this was not an ordinary thing, but Wu Tian didn't choose it.

Wu Tian's principle of dealing with things is very simple: I will not offend others unless they offend me; if they offend me, I will offend them!

The most important thing is that Wu Tian is very interested in the "Dragon and Elephant Prajna Kung Fu".

"Bit! The reward has been distributed."

There was an extra piece of information in Wu Tian's mind. Part of it was the method of concluding the soul contract, and part of it was the practice method of "Dragon and Elephant Prajna Kung Fu".

The Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu has a total of thirteen levels. It is the same as the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu in Wu Tian’s novel when he read it. For the first nine levels, each level is increased by 10,000 kilograms of strength. Starting from the tenth level, it is the level of comprehension. law.

"One level at a time...this is a technique that can make people become gods!"

There are two ways to become a god in Douluo Continent.

One way is to gather the power of faith and create a godly position yourself. This road is extremely difficult, and many strong people have died on the way.

The other path is to inherit the throne of a god who intends to inherit the throne. This path is simpler than the first path. You only need to pass the test of the god. The difficulty lies in the first step - finding the god.

The technique Wu Tian obtained was not one of these two paths.

Practice!

All he needs to do is practice!

As long as he cultivates the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu to the tenth level, he can directly become a god.

The soul power produced by the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill is also extremely domineering, far beyond what Xuantian's skill can match.

"A pleasant surprise."

This technique is no different from the one you picked up.

Although adding 10,000 kilograms of strength to each of the first nine levels sounds quite low, it can allow people to understand the law of strength.

Hiding the joy in his heart, Wu Tian said to Fang Zheng, "Fang Zheng, I have agreed with you on three points. Do you agree?"

"Say."

"First, you can never do anything bad to me."

Fang Zheng didn't worry about how Wu Tian knew his name, and nodded in agreement: "Okay."

The moment Fang Zheng agreed, both Fang Zheng and Wu Tian felt a force acting on them.

The blood around the direction's eyes surged.

"This is...the will of the world..."

The will of the world, to put it in a familiar way, is Douluo Xingtian Dao.

Fang Zheng took a deep look at Wu Tian.

Who is this person? What he said even acknowledged the will of the world?

"Second, I will never harm my relatives and friends."

"can."

Even though he knew that the will of the world would bear witness, Fang Zheng still happily agreed.

"Third, save someone for me in the future."

"Who?"

"Not yet."

"Okay, I will do my best. But I want to remind you that I can't save people under all circumstances, and I can't do anything if it's too late."

"no problem."

Fang Zheng swore to the sky: "If you violate these three rules, both humans and gods will be angry! Heaven will punish you and the earth will destroy you!"

Rumble!

A bolt of lightning descended, and its radiant power made people feel their own insignificance.

"Qiu Niang killed three people, and now they are dead. This... is good." Fang Zheng sighed.

"Why don't you practice? With your martial spirit, it should be easy to practice."

"It's not that I don't practice, it's that I can't practice...at least I can't practice like ordinary people."

Wu Tian chatted with Fang Zheng for a few more words and then left.

He can't wait to practice the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu.

(End of this chapter)