Nine trials of Douluo's preemptive sea god

The old soul sage who opened the medical clinic summoned his martial soul, which was a plant that looked like a morning glory.The seven spirit rings around him flickered slightly, and then beams of light shot out from the morning glory, covering Flender's body.

In the light, Flender's shattered palm was wrapped in a cocoon-like thing, as if it was about to break out of the cocoon and turn into a butterfly.

Half an hour later, the old soul saint stopped his hands, withdrew his martial soul, and wiped the sweat that appeared on his forehead.

Flender moved his cocoon-wrapped palm, and then he clenched his fist hard, and the cocoon tore apart, revealing a newborn white and tender palm.

"Okay!" He nodded involuntarily, with a satisfied smile on his face.After all, it was just a traumatic injury from being hit by an external force. If this kind of injury were placed on the earth, the only option left would be amputation.But in this world, it is quite simple to heal a purely physical injury with a soul sage.

But soon, when Flender got the medical bill, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Fifty thousand gold soul coins!

It cost him [-] gold soul coins to treat one palm!

But it’s not enough not to give the money, after all, it’s a fair business.And to be honest, [-] gold soul coins are not expensive. Healing his almost disabled hand is really worth the price. Even if he only charges [-] gold soul coins, it is considered cheap because he is a soul sage. .

finally.

Flender still paid [-] gold soul coins without smiling.It's just that my teeth itch with hatred for that boy with white and blue hair!

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the other side.

Hemingway and Zhu Zhuqing had already returned to the hotel, opened the door and walked into the room.

"Why do you want this crystal? The quality of this crystal is so poor, what's the use?" Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help asking while sitting on the bed.

"This is not an ordinary crystal. The dirty appearance is just an appearance, but there is something inside." Hemingway smiled, and casually took the head-sized crystal out of the storage ring and placed it on the table.

Zhu Zhuqing knew that Hemingway was very mysterious.Since he attached so much importance to this crystal, it must contain some secret.

Hemingway didn't explain much, because in fact, even he himself didn't know what was in the crystal?I just vaguely remember that there is a treasure in this crystal, as for what kind of treasure it is, I can only know it when I open it.

He stretched out his hand and pressed it on the crystal, and the soul power in his body was transformed into an armed color, and a layer of golden light spread from his palm, covering the entire crystal.With a thought in his mind, he saw the golden light enveloping the crystal shrink suddenly!

"boom!"

There was a muffled explosion in the golden light.

Hemingway let go only after he was sure that the movement inside had stopped, and the armed color dissipated out of thin air, and the torn crystals were also revealed, with particles pouring out of it.

These granules are golden in color, and the size of each golden granule is very uniform, about the same as rice grains. The whole body is round and shining with a faint golden light. Somewhat soft, but full of elasticity, even with her soul power, she couldn't squeeze it flat.

"These can't be pure gold, right? But even if it's pure gold, it's not as valuable as the hundred gold soul coins he asked for at the beginning." Zhu Zhuqing asked strangely.

"It's not as simple as pure gold." Hemingway discovered the clue. He reached out and picked up a golden particle and put it in his palm. The soul power in his body surged, and a sea-blue light appeared on the surface of his palm, and a strange scene appeared up.

Under the injection of sea blue soul power, the golden particles slowly extended, and in a short time, they had turned into a golden thread as thin as a hair.It looks several times thinner than hair, and is more than three inches long.

Fortunately, it is gold itself, so it is easily recognizable in Hemingway's palm.

"What is this?" Zhu Zhuqing asked in surprise.

Hemingway looked at this thin golden needle, and a thunder flashed in his mind.Finally recalled what this thing is.

"This is the hair gold produced by the hair crystal." He said.

"Fat gold produced by hair crystals?" Zhu Zhuqing, who heard this word for the first time, expressed doubts.

Based on the information recalled in his mind, Hemingway explained: "The so-called hair crystal is when some natural crystals are affected by the outside world under certain circumstances, and some golden thread-like objects are produced inside the crystal. This kind of gold thread is called Crystal hair is also called hair gold, just like crystal hair. No matter what color crystal is, as long as there is a crystal hair in it, its value will exceed the best natural crystal. Crystal with crystal hair is called hair. crystal."

Zhu Zhuqing was very clever, looking at the golden particles scattered from the broken crystal on the table, he suddenly said: "So this is hair crystal. So these particles are gold threads. But what is the use of these hair gold?"

Hemingway explained: "Without the protection of the crystal, Fajin will automatically curl up and form a particle. With the infusion of soul power, it will reincarnate into Fajin. Once it loses the infusion of soul power, it will reincarnate Get back curled up."

Zhu Zhuqing asked doubtfully, "What's the point of this?"

Hemingway smiled slightly. Having already recalled the purpose of this thing, he continued to inject internal energy, then picked up the hair gold, and pricked it lightly on his finger, but it didn't even break the skin.This made him stunned for a moment, and then he was cruel and poked hard!

This time, a small hole was finally punctured, and a drop of blood spilled from the fingertip.In just an instant, the small hole healed.With his current resilience, this small injury is completely worthless.

Then he continued to explain: "The hair crystal is so slender, its tip is naturally thinner than a needle, and the piercing power will become extremely strong after the soul power is injected. It is small in size, imagine if it penetrates into the human body, What effect will it have?"

While speaking, he withdrew his inner strength, turning Fajin back to its previous golden particle shape, and then moved his fingers slightly, with a snap of his fingers!

I saw a subtle golden light flashing quietly, silently sinking into the quilt on the bed.

A strange situation appeared, with the injection of the gold thread, the quilt was twisted quickly, and in the blink of an eye, a raised bulge appeared.

"Fajin is extremely tough and has amazing elasticity. Once it leaves the support of soul power, it will curl up again." Zhu Zhuqing suddenly understood, and hurried to the bedside, grabbed the twisted bulge on the quilt, and forcefully Under the squeeze, a little golden light was revealed, pinching the golden light with fingernails, injecting soul power hard, and then slowly pulling it out...

With a light ding, the golden particles reappeared in her palm.

"Well, if this shoots on someone..." Zhu Zhuqing felt goosebumps all over his body.

Hemingway said indifferently: "It is conceivable. Moreover, after being injected into the human body, it is not easy to pull out because the golden needle is as thin as a cow's hair. If you want to take it out, you can only cut off the curled muscles in one piece."

Zhu Zhuqing said with lingering fear: "This kind of hair gold is too vicious!" In his mind, he was even imagining the terrifying effect it would bring after it was injected into the human body.

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing's terrified appearance, Hemingway shook his head and said, "This kind of thing is also called a dragon's beard needle, which is a kind of hidden weapon. In this world, whether a weapon is vicious or not is not determined by the weapon itself, but by the person using it." It is up to people to decide, if you use it rightly, it will be right, if you use it wrongly, it will be evil.”

Hemingway felt that the dragon's beard needle was really a good thing, and it couldn't be more suitable for using it to shady people sometimes.As for the despicableness of this underhanded and hurtful behavior?Not aboveboard enough?

They are all enemies of life and death, who will tell you the morals of the world.It must be whatever evil trick is easy to use, so use whatever.Anyway, the history books are written by the victors, and only the victors are the party of justice.