Douluo: Wuhun is actually myself

In the next few days, Tang San still tried his best to help Cao Kun practice the iron cloth shirt.

On the surface, Cao Kun was very cooperative with the training, but in fact he had no intention of succeeding in the training. He would deliberately interrupt the training every time he wanted to complete the entire route.

Perhaps it was because Cao Kun's acting skills were so good that Tang San didn't notice anything unusual, but he would often scold Cao Kun in his mind for being so stupid and unable to practice such a simple technique.

During this period, Cao Kun also intentionally or unintentionally asked Tang San whether there was any other information about immortal grass recorded in that ancient book.

At this time, Tang San would change the topic, obviously not wanting to say too much.

Seeing that Tang San changed the subject, Cao Kun did not continue to ask questions, but just showed that he was in a low mood.

After several times in a row, Cao Kun began to act absent-minded while practicing.

The purpose was to make Tang San feel that he was obsessed with the knowledge of immortal grass and had no intention of practicing.

Of course, it is true. Immortal grass is one of the few plug-ins in Douluo Continent. If he didn't get it, Cao Kun would slap himself twice in his dreams.

On this day, after the two of them finished practicing, Cao Kun and Tang San went to class separately.

In the junior soul master academy, as long as you obtain the first soul ring, you can apply for graduation. Even if you don't apply for graduation, no one will care about you whether you attend class or not.

But Cao Kun didn't understand the basic knowledge of many soul masters. Except for training time, he usually stayed in the classes of senior students.

For example, how to absorb soul rings was what he learned in class.

And Tang San hadn't attended any classes since becoming his disciple, which meant that he hadn't attended classes at all.

Typical sect thinking is that you just need to study with one teacher.

Therefore, besides studying with the master, Tang San spent most of the rest of his time forging iron in the blacksmith shop, or tinkering with his hidden weapons.

On this side, after parting ways with Cao Kun, Tang San came to the room where he usually made hidden weapons.

"How could there be someone with such poor qualifications? He can't even learn a rubbish technique like Tiebushan!"

"If you don't practice hard, you think about the knowledge of fairy grass every day. If you had known about it, you wouldn't have told him about the strange velvet and sky chrysanthemum."

Tang San hammered the office table with his right hand and murmured in a low voice.

"Forget it, give him this knowledge. Anyway, the fairy grass recorded in Xuantian Baolu is not in this world. These useless things are worth it in exchange for his three weaknesses."

"After he succeeds in cultivation, I won't be able to decide what he wants to do. There will be such powerful helpers in the future!"

"If he disobeys, let the whole continent know his weakness."

"Jie Jie Jie..."

Thinking like this, Tang San took out a piece of manuscript paper and laid it on the desk, carefully recalling the knowledge about fairy grass in Xuantian Baolu.

He picked up the pen with his right hand and started writing.

"The first one, Youxiang Qiluo Immortal, is the best anti-poison herb. Any poison within its aroma will be ineffective..."

After writing about the functions of the Youxiang Qiluo Immortal, he then wrote down the picking method, and finally drew a sketch at the back, with a detailed description of its appearance next to the sketch.

After writing the first type, Tang San murmured to himself with a smile in his eyes:

"Let's see if you can cooperate this time!"

Then he started writing again.

"The second type, lovesickness red..."

"The third type, Qiluo Tulip..."

"Fire Fire Apricot Jiaoshu... Octagonal Black Ice Grass..."

……

night.

Cao Kun and Xiao Wu walked into Qishe side by side. At this time, Cao Kun frowned slightly and was thinking of various ways to trick Tang San into giving him the knowledge of fairy grass.

Xiao Wu on the side saw Cao Kun thinking but didn't bother him. She just took out a carrot and started chewing it.

Time passed, and the work-study students came back one after another.

Over the past year, because of Cao Kun and Xiao Wu's presence, work-study students have rarely been bullied.

This made the other work-study students very grateful. Seeing that Cao Kun was thinking about something, others did not disturb him.

I can't think of any way to get the knowledge of fairy grass without attracting Tang San's attention.

It's been a few days, hasn't he noticed that I've been absent-minded recently, or does he really value this knowledge so much?

It shouldn’t be, or he’s not that serious about digging a hole for me.

Taking a deep breath, Cao Kun thought with some distress.

"Brother Kun, you are still thinking about those fairy grass, look."

At this moment, Tang San appeared next to Cao Kun holding a piece of manuscript paper.

Cao Kun was slightly startled, he was thinking so seriously just now that he didn't even know when Tang San came in.

He looked at the piece of manuscript paper handed over by Tang San and asked with surprise in his eyes:

"This is!?"

"That's the fairy grass you want. In the past few days, I have written down the knowledge about fairy grass in ancient books based on my memory."

"Since you want to know so much, I'll give it to you!"

Tang San said with a smile on his face.

Cao Kun took the manuscript paper with some excitement and started to read it.

"Fragrant Qiluo fairy product, lovesickness red, star anise black ice grass..."

The fairy grasses that appear in Douluo are all listed above, and those that do not appear are also listed above.

Cao Kun didn't know if this knowledge of fairy grass was correct, but he had a way to verify it.

He turned to the article about lovesickness and heartbreak, which was described above.

Lovesick Heartbroken Red: A divine treasure among fairy herbs, it looks like a bloody peony. When picking it, you need to think about the person you love, and then vomit a mouthful of blood on the flower, and then you can pluck the flower successfully.

Cao Kun was very impressed by this fairy grass, so he still remembered how to pick it.

Seeing that the picking method written by Tang San was the same as what he remembered, Cao Kun felt relieved and said to Tang San happily:

"Thank you, Xiaosan. I have always been interested in these weird things. After I heard you talk about the fairy grass last time, I felt uncomfortable when I thought that there were others that I didn't know about."

"I haven't been able to practice hard these days!"

"Haha, I also saw that you were so interested, so I took some time to write it down. I hope you like it."

Tang San said with sincerity.

"Thank you very much, Xiaosan."

Cao Kun stood up, patted Tang San on the shoulder and said.

"Aren't we brothers? Why bother with trivial matters!"

Tang San raised his head, his tone carrying a hint of justice.

Cao Kun has grown a lot taller this semester, and now Tang San needs to look up to Cao Kun when he talks.

"Haha, I wonder if we can find a fairy grass?"

Seeing Tang San like this, Cao Kun asked with hope.

"There is hope!"

Tang San answered like this, but in his heart he was thinking that there are ghosts wherever he can find them, and they are not in this world at all.

If you didn't know what they were thinking, the two of them looked like brothers.

……

In the next week, Cao Kun cooperated very well with Tang San's training, and finally succeeded in training the iron cloth shirt.

When Tang San saw this, his eyes shone brightly and he became even more enthusiastic towards Cao Kun.

I just succeeded in cultivation, and now I fall out with me, even if I break the cover, it will have almost no impact. This is just trying to fatten me up and then kill me.

Cao Kun murmured in his heart: But I won't give you this chance.

Then, on a stormy night, Cao Kun broke through the power himself.

"puff!"

"I've only been practicing for a month, and now I don't have much problem breaking my skills."

Looking at the mouthful of blood spat out on the ground, Cao Kun whispered to himself.