"Douluo" eats my exquisite pagoda

The road of four hundred miles is neither long nor short. There was nothing to do along the way. The studious and studious kid Tang San spent his free time practicing under the guidance of the master to control the access to items on the Twenty-Four Bridges on a Moonlit Night.

Oh, by the way, Twenty-Four Bridges on a Bright Moon Night was the name given to the belt that Tang San gave to the master. The name Tang San was no longer an ordinary casual one. Instead, it was a storage belt for Tang Jing. It was simple and clear. Why did you name such a long name? How many characters did it have?

As for what Tang Jing was doing during the time when Tang San was training hard and studying hard, of course he was playing games and business simulations on the Water Forum, and what else could he be doing. Tang Jing's soul power was not increased by cultivation, but by Jinjiang Terminal.

Well, of course, Tang Jing also wants to save face. He calls it that while observing the development direction of the user group and making targeted adjustments, he should not forget to cultivate his own skills. How about it? Doesn’t it sound particularly good like this?

In short, whether you are diligent or good at fishing, time is treated equally. At noon the next day, the carriage arrived at its destination, the Soul Hunting Forest.

The feeling of this soul-hunting forest to Tang Jing was completely different from what he imagined. In Tang Jing's imagination, this should be a serious place full of blood and tears.

However, the reality is:

"We have a warrant to form a team to hunt powerful soul beasts. There are still two people left to fight the soul master."

"Hunting agile soul beasts, warrant for seven people. Ten gold soul coins."

"Professional fighting team, with warrants, all types are available, bosses come and see us."

The entire entrance to a large game copy.

Moreover, the price premium at the door for game copies is exactly the same.

Tang San, a member of the feudal society from the Gaowu plane, was very confused about the behavior of group formation: "Teacher, what do these people who call groups mean?"

The master explained to the two children the significance of the existence of a soul hunting team and the components of a qualified soul hunting team, and expressed his disdain for these temporary soul hunting teams.

The master said a lot, but just express it in popular language. Soul beasts are bosses and cannot be hunted down casually by one person, so everyone forms a group to hunt them.

A qualified hunting team must have a food-type weapon soul master responsible for supply, a recovery-type weapon soul master responsible for milk, a strength-type battle soul master responsible for resistance, an agility-type battle soul master responsible for wards, and an attack-type soul master responsible for output. Department of war soul master.

In short, everyone plays games, how to fight dungeons, fight wild bosses, and how to form a group for guild battles. This is how the soul hunting team is formed.

As for the master's disdain for the soul hunting team at the gate of the soul hunting forest, it is easy to understand. Isn't it natural that the fixed group looks down on the wild group with too many moths?

After the master explained it, Tang San still didn't quite understand why the teams at the door were easily defeated. The master stopped explaining too much and walked towards the depths of the market with the two children.

Tang Jing, who was following the master, shared with Tang San the melon he had eaten in the cheating post he had seen in his previous life, in the name of what others had seen on the water forum. It's unimaginable how delicious the melons that Tang Jing remembered for two lifetimes were so delicious. These appalling melons immediately made Tang San understand.

For the first time, Tang San affirmed the correctness of Tang Jing's behavior of watering the forum, but he still had doubts about Tang Jing's behavior of watering the forum all the time when he wasn't paying attention.

Tang Jing said he didn't care. He had already developed the skill of chatting with Tang San while commenting on the forum. As long as he didn't see anything too eye-catching, he could guarantee that his secret would not be revealed.

Walking out of the noisy and chaotic market, what appeared in front of the three people was a large forest. The forest was surrounded by a huge steel fence, and there were a large number of spikes on the side of the steel fence facing the forest. Outside the fence, there was a group of hundreds of well-equipped soldiers patrolling.

The master whispered to Tang San and Tang Jing that this was a captive soul hunting forest, so a warrant was required to enter. These soldiers and the Wuhun Palace law enforcement team who would check for warrants would appear at any time in the soul hunting forest to prevent poaching. of.

When Tang San heard this, he had new doubts: "Teacher, does this Soul Hunting Forest belong to the Spirit Hall or the country?"

This question was not a good one to ask, and it made the master's face change slightly. He made a silent gesture to Tang San, warning Tang San not to ask similar questions.

Tang Jing thought that this was probably a more difficult question than who had more power, the divine power or the imperial power. However, this Wuhun Palace was probably the stumbling block for the signal tower to be promoted to the whole continent, and it had to be considered in the long term. With this in mind, he asked 4157 to help send a private message to Wang Miaomiao, asking her to collect information about the Wuhun Palace.

Know yourself and the enemy, and you won't be in danger in a hundred battles.

With the little time Tang Jing was thinking about, the three of them had arrived at the entrance of the Soul Hunting Forest. After checking the warrant that the master had taken out at some point, the three of them passed through the steel fence and entered the forest.

"Come out, Luo Sanpao." As soon as he entered the forest, the master summoned his martial spirit. "From now on, you two, don't leave my side."

Tang San and Tang Jing stayed close to the master. When Tang Jing saw the master summoning the martial spirit, he also flipped his hand and released the Linglong Pagoda, leaving 4157 in charge of guarding.

Facing the master's doubtful gaze, Tang Jing smiled back: "My exquisite pagoda can sense danger."

The master nodded to express his understanding. In my heart, I was thinking about Tang Jing's previous statement that he wanted to be an assistant. It didn't seem impossible, as he had the qualifications.

But now is not the time to think about this. The master introduced his martial spirit: "This is my martial spirit Luo Sanpao. You can call it Sanpao."

Tang Jing looked at the master's stiff face, then at Luo Sanpao with cute short legs, and then thought about the quilt with little pink flowers printed on it that he gave to Xiao Wu.

I always feel that the inner world of teachers is very cute.

Putting aside the chaotic thoughts in Tang Jing's mind, the master took out a gorgeous dagger from his arms and handed it to Tang San, and then started his first lesson.

Yu Xiaogang's theory class has started. In the Soul Hunting Forest, we will teach you how to distinguish the strength of soul beasts, judge the characteristics of soul beasts, and choose the soul ring that suits you.

At night, there are also outdoor camping classes to teach you how to choose a camping site, how to arrange a camping site, what to pay attention to when resting in a camping site, and so on.

I thought that the first day of the course would end smoothly with the master’s career class, but reality always seems to like to bring surprises to people’s journeys.

[Attention, danger is approaching]

4157 sounded the alarm in Tang Jing's mind.

Tang Jing immediately stood up and looked in the direction marked by 4157.

At this time, the master's mutated spirit Luo Sanpao also screamed "luoluo".

The three of them looked in the same direction warily.

At this time, the sky was completely dark, and in the direction the three of them were looking at, there were more than ten green light spots trying to get closer to them.

"It's the ghost wolf."

Although the master's voice was low, there was no worry in it.

It is true that although the master is the weakest among his companions, beating these level 10 wolves is as easy as chopping melons and vegetables, but the process is a bit unsightly.

"Farts are like thunder, cracking the sky and cracking the earth with three cannons."

"Puff puff~"

It's all done with one skill, but it's a little tasteless.

The master pointed at the corpse of the Nether Wolf and was about to start teaching and absorbing soul rings.

Tang Jing was very uncooperative. The reason was simple because the 4157 alarm did not stop. Not only did it not stop, it became louder and louder.

"Teacher, wait a minute, there is still danger." Tang Jing pointed to the location marked in blood red by 4157, "over there."

The master couldn't see clearly, so he quickly took out a fire stick from his wrist soul guide and threw it towards that location. The fire stick ignited in the wind and illuminated that location while rolling.

The master saw the source of the danger clearly and couldn't help but take a breath, "It's a mandala snake. How could such a fierce and vicious guy appear outside? I hope it's a ten-year-old snake."

The master quickly introduced the Datura Snake to Tang San and Tang Jing, and then took advantage of the realgar powder's deterrent power to test it first.

"Farts are like thunder, cracking the sky and cracking the earth with three cannons."

This wave of testing was very successful, and the master could tell at a glance that it was a mandala snake that was nearly four hundred years old.

How can we fight this? The master is just a twenty-nine-level theory king with two newcomers who have just entered the world of soul masters. This is impossible to fight.

"Run."

The master could use a child to run away, and of course, he did not forget to use a skill to delay the attack.

"Fart like smoke, hypnotize and sleep Luo Sanpao."

The master's skills have been used up, and it depends on who can run faster.

Tang San couldn't just sit back and wait for death. The white radish he had used to practice storing and retrieving items in the car was used by Tang San as a hidden weapon to throw mandala snakes, which successfully caused him to become stiff again and again.

But radishes are limited, and the mandala snake will not be beaten to death by radishes just like that.

At this time, the master's heart was filled with tragedy, and the past of his life was constantly echoing in his mind. He really wanted to ask God why he did this to him and why his disciples were hurt.

Tang San was also preparing to use his sleeve arrows and dagger to compete. If he won, it would be best. If he lost, he could delay taking Tang Jing out.

[Shoot him, shoot him with the exquisite pagoda]

It seemed like the voice of 4157. Tang Jing didn't have time to think too much, and immediately shrunk the Linglong Pagoda to the size of a silver needle, and shot the Linglong Pagoda according to the trajectory planned by the light screen in front of him.

"Hey, eat my Linglong Pagoda!"

The exquisite pagoda the size of a silver needle quickly shot at the Mandala Snake, directly entering the eyes of the Mandala Snake. None of the three people or the snake had time to react. The Mandala Snake had already fallen to the ground and was twitching, as if it was about to die. .

It was Grandmaster who reacted first and asked Tang San to give the mandala snake a knife and rub it with a soul ring.

Tang Jing looked at the master asking Tang San, who had finished mending the sword, if he wanted to try his theory to absorb this spirit ring, with a dull look on his face.

Am I actually...so strong?