Siheyuan: I'm not happy, don't even think about having a good life

Tang San came out of the bamboo forest in embarrassment. Seeing the smile on Hong Guan's lips, his face turned red. He didn't know whether it was because he was hurt or too embarrassed.

"How does it feel?"

Tang San scratched his head, "I was careless. I thought Gu Zhu would not attack in droves!"

“Actually, this is not bad. Gu Zhu’s attack power is very weak, but it can train your ability to withstand blows, make you tougher, strengthen your body, and indirectly help you increase the chances of successfully absorbing spirit rings.

Also, when they attack you together, their attacks will be more intensive, which can train your dodging ability, and is a rare training opportunity.

Do you want me to help you cut bamboo now, or do you want me to train a little bit before I do it?"

Tang San didn't hesitate at all, "I want to do it myself!"

"Okay, then take a break and continue later. This thing is for you to defend yourself!" After saying that, he threw a stick that reached Tang San's eyebrows. It was made of alloy and had no other advantages except that it was hard enough.

The two men sat down, and Hong Guan checked the Twenty-Four Bridges on a Moonlit Night and found that there was indeed food in it, and quite a bit of it. He took out some and shared it with Tang San.

Tang San ate while using Xuan Tian Gong to heal his wounds. When he finished eating, he was almost recovered. He picked up the stick and walked into the bamboo forest.

The sound of clanging and banging continued. Three days later, Tang San roared, dodged the attacks of other lone bamboos, and broke the six hundred year old lone bamboo.

Before the spirit ring appeared, Hong Guan waved his hand and the Demon Blood Sword Box appeared. He slapped the sword box and shouted "Wu Gou!" A sword light appeared with lightning on the surface. It rotated at high speed and cut off the lone bamboo near Tang San, ensuring that he would not be disturbed when absorbing the spirit ring.

Walking up to him, he patted his shoulder and said, "You have to think carefully. Although there is a great chance of success, this is a 600-year-old lonely bamboo. There are still risks. If you are worried, there is a 400-year-old lonely bamboo over there, which will definitely succeed!"

Tang San looked at the bright yellow spirit ring on the ground and gritted his teeth, "Brother Guan, I want this spirit ring."

After saying this, without waiting for Hong Guan's reply, he sat cross-legged, and blue silver grass appeared in his hand. After the spirit ring sensed it, it suddenly shrank and was put on the blue silver grass.

Tang San groaned, closed his eyes, and used all his strength to operate Xuan Tian Gong. Seeing that he had closed his eyes, Hong Guan covered his hands with demonic energy, dissolving all the other spirit rings and the lonely bamboo, turning them into nutrients for the Nascent Soul.

An hour later, Tang San couldn't bear Gu Zhu's spirit power anymore, and his skin cracked. But he still insisted. It must be said that this kid was also a ruthless person in his previous life!

Two hours later, his clothes were all blood red, but he managed to hold on and his facial expression was calm.

Hong Guan tilted his head to look into the distance. He saw Tang Hao in black. Seeing that Tang San was fine, he nodded to Hong Guan and disappeared. After all, he still didn't trust Hong Guan.

Another five hours passed and it was already completely dark before Tang San opened his eyes. Just as he was about to stand up, the wound on his body moved and he could not help but gnashing his teeth.

"You succeeded, how does it feel?"

“Fortunately, I listened to Brother Guan and chose a plant soul beast. If it was an animal soul beast, I would be in great danger.” As he spoke, he raised his right hand, and blue silver grass appeared. It was obvious at a glance that it was tougher than before.

"What's the level of your soul power? What are your soul skills?"

"It's level 14 now. A 600-year-old spirit ring has actually increased its spirit power by four levels. The toughness of the blue silver grass has increased a lot, and the skill is the blue silver stick!"

As he spoke, the Blue Silver Grass in his hand continued to grow taller. When it grew to two meters, Tang San cut off the soul power output, and the Blue Silver Grass quickly hardened and turned into a stick!

Tang San danced a bit, making a whistling sound, and smashed towards a solitary bamboo beside him. The two hundred year old solitary bamboo fell down at once.

Hong Guan nodded, Tang San was good at using hidden weapons, so he had no shortage of long-range attacks, and the Blue Silver Stick was quite practical, giving him close combat skills.

"This fourth level of soul power is not necessarily provided entirely by the soul ring. Your previous training will also store some soul power. Can you use a whip?"

Tang San nodded, "I've seen others use it, but I haven't tried it myself."

“Infuse soul power into the blue silver grass, and then pull the bamboo in the distance to see if it works!” After saying that, he pointed to a bamboo about two meters away from here!

Tang San nodded and swung his arm. The blue silver grass continued to grow longer. With a snap, it left marks on the solitary bamboo and entangled the bamboo.

"That's right. If you practice the whip technique later, it can be used as a mid-range control skill!"

Tang San also nodded in satisfaction, and the two of them walked out together, leaving the bamboo forest. After walking for two hours, Tang San was extremely tired. He had been beaten many times in the past few days, and his body could not take it anymore.

They chose an open space and sat down to eat. After Tang San had been asleep for about an hour, Hong Guan suddenly opened his eyes and looked into the depths of the forest. More than a dozen pairs of eyes lit up, and they quickly ran out of the forest and ran towards the two of them.

Tang San, who was sleeping, also woke up. He turned over, opened his backpack, and was about to assemble the crossbow!

The Demon Blood Sword Box appeared, and Wu Gou spun and flew out with electric sparks. In a flash, it beheaded more than a dozen Nether Wolves.

These Nether Wolves, the leader is only over two hundred years old, while the younger ones are only a few decades old, so they pose very little threat.

Tang San was a little confused, "Brother Guan, why would these Nether Wolves attack us? This doesn't make sense!"

Hong Guan was still looking at the forest. "Because these Nether Wolves were driven here. Someone wants us dead."

Tang San's pupils shrank, and he quickly assembled the crossbow, loaded it with arrows, and placed it behind him, ready for a sneak attack.

At this time, fifteen people walked out of the forest, a total of three teams. The three leaders had three soul rings on their bodies, white, yellow and yellow respectively. Seeing this configuration, it was clear that there was no big family behind them, which made Hong Guan lose interest.

"You two brats, I have been observing you for a long time. You two are really brave to come here to hunt soul beasts. Hand over your magic devices if you know what's best for you, and we will let you go."

Hong Guan laughed playfully, "Just now, more than a dozen Nether Wolves died so easily. You still dare to come out? Aren't you afraid of death?"

The leader laughed. "Do you think we have survived this long without any tricks to deal with you? Also, the spirit skill you just released must have consumed a lot of spirit power, right? How many times can you release it?"

Hong Guan tilted his head and looked at Tang San, "Be careful to protect yourself!"

Tang San had blue silver grass in his hand, which turned into a stick. He nodded and said, "Don't worry, I can protect myself!"

The leader was getting impatient. "You won't cry until you see the coffin. Go ahead, regardless of life or death!"

The people behind him immediately rushed up. Hong Guan slapped the sword case, and Wu Gou was unsheathed again. It spun at high speed, turned into a stream of light, and killed these people.

All twelve people lit up their spirit rings, and they were all great spirit masters, but unfortunately their spirit rings all started out white.

When Wu Gou approached, five of them lit up their spider spirits behind them and sprayed spider webs at Wu Gou.

No wonder he was so confident, there were five spiders! Unfortunately, they underestimated Hong Guan. Wu Gou's current state was not a soul skill. The Lightning Leopard only gave the sword box the attribute of thunder, making Wu Gou faster.

With a move of his hand gestures, Wu Gou drew an arc, avoided the spider web, and headed straight for the three leaders behind him.

One of the three men had three spirit rings light up, and a stone man's martial spirit appeared behind him, also covered with stone armor, grabbing towards Wu Gou!

With a "bang", Wu Gou was like a flying disc and was deliberately caught by the stone man, but he underestimated the power of Wu Gou. As soon as he caught Wu Gou, his palm was cut by the high-speed rotation.

Electric sparks ignited, his body went numb, his soul power went out of control, the stone armor suddenly dissipated, and with a scream, Wu Gou cut off his hand, moved up along his arm, and instantly slit his throat.

Everything happened in a flash. The other two didn't have time to react and one of them was killed immediately. The other one also had an arm cut off!

"Ah! My hands, move, kill them for me. I don't believe that these two kids will have endless soul power. I don't want a single cent of what I got this time. I must kill them!"

When the other twelve people heard this, they were immediately excited. Two of their leaders had died, and this person didn't take a penny, so they could get more.

They screamed and rushed towards Hong Guan and Tang San. Two of them had flying martial spirits. Soul power wings appeared behind them. They flew at low altitude and spit out wind blades at the two!

Wu Gou drew a big arc and killed the last two assistants. Before these people could react, the last leader was about to shout, but Hong Guan moved his hand gestures and Wu Gou killed him.

Here, the two flying martial spirits were the fastest. Tang San dodged the wind blade, raised the crossbow behind him, and fired ten arrows in a row. The two were hit by at least two arrows. After falling to the ground, black blood was oozing from their wounds. It was obvious that the arrows were poisonous!

Looking at the spider webs coming towards him, Tang San threw the crossbow to the ground. Blue silver grass also appeared in his left hand. He swung it like a whip and hit the spider web. After breaking the blue silver grass, it instantly hardened and turned into a blue silver stick, which pushed the spider webs apart, rendering the five spider webs useless!

At the same time, he raised his left hand and fired three arrows from his sleeve. The three people were poisoned and fell to the ground, dying with black blood at the corners of their mouths!

In the distance, the Wu Gou Sword was spinning and flying, dealing with the Soul Master. The Soul Master's martial soul was a weapon martial soul similar to a samurai sword. He kept swinging away the Wu Gou, but his body was constantly retreating, and he had already thought about escaping!

Seven of the twelve died in the blink of an eye, leaving five people. They felt they had no chance of winning and prepared to run away.

However, Hong Guan did not intend to let them go. He decisively used the Rasengan. His figure flashed and he avoided two spider webs. He broke a fireball soul skill and pressed it on a great soul master. The man immediately spiraled out and hit the two people behind him. The three of them had broken bones and muscles and could no longer fight.

The last two turned and ran, Tang San had already loaded the crossbow with arrows, and with just five arrows, he killed the two. The remaining five arrows killed the three people who fell to the ground.

Hong Guan laughed loudly. In the distance, thunder and lightning were surging above Wu Gou, causing the last leader to feel numb all over. After a flash of sword light, his head and body were separated and he died!

With a casual move, Wu Gou flew back to the sword box, and disappeared with a slap. He turned his head and looked at Tang San, "You are not bad, you have a lot of practical experience."

Tang San smiled shyly, "Brother Guan, you are joking. Your martial spirit is still stronger, and your self-created spirit skill is even more powerful than mine."

The last words are true, the Rasengan spirit skill makes Tang San very envious!