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Chapter 29 The King of Immortal Herbs



Lan Nuo was beaten so hard that he screamed. He had finally raised his level with the soul-raising form, but it was beaten down right before his eyes. He was soon downgraded to level 15 and was still dropping.

Seeing Lan Nuo screaming like a little girl cornered, Dugu Bo beat him even harder, even using his soul power to force Lan Nuo's soul power back to level 13 before stopping. The soul power was compressed to this point, which was almost the limit. At the same level, it was difficult to get a higher quality soul power than this.

Lan Nuo was almost pissed off. He jumped up and kicked Dugu Bo on the knee: "Give me back my level! I was almost level 20! Now I've gone back to the pre-liberation era overnight. No, I've gone back to the apes overnight!"

"You idiot boy! You've relied on crooked ways to improve your soul power, and you're lazy by nature. You haven't consolidated your foundation. This opportunity to retrain is a great opportunity for you to make up for your shortcomings and improve your qualifications. But you're here to pick on me!" After receiving this brick, Poison Douluo's mood improved, and he wanted to teach Lan Nuo something.

"Consolidating the foundation is one thing, and reducing soul power is another. You're the one who reduced my soul power! Tell me how you're going to compensate me!" Lan Nuo pinched his index finger and thumb together, making the move engraved in his DNA.

Dugu Bo: "..."

This kid is so shameless before he's even ten years old. His future achievements will be limitless!

"Well! After all, I have accepted your favor, so I will allow you to pick one more fairy grass, a total of three, okay?"

Lan Nuo immediately jumped up: "You just said you could pick whatever you want! Now there are only three, and you even said it was compensation!"

Dugu Bo laughed: "Just now I allowed you to pick whatever you want, that was because I happened to be poisoned, and I was no match for that chrysanthemum pass, and I was afraid that the dead demon would beat me to death. Now I have this... treasure." Dugu Bo held the brick and held it in for a long time before he had the nerve to say that this was a treasure: "There is no worry about the poison. In this poison array, I am not afraid of that dead demon at all, so naturally I don't need to let you pick whatever you want!"

Lan Nuo: "..."

This old poisoner can be so shameless at the age of sixty. An old man who is not dead is a thief. The ancients are not lying to me!

But three plants are enough. After all, Lan Nuo is not Tang San, and he can't do such a bad thing as clean up Dugu Bo's medicine garden before leaving.

"Forget it, three is three, Master Mao! I'll pick for you first, there's a magical herb that's especially suitable for you." Lan Nuo had doubts about Master Mao's martial spirit, so he could naturally think of which magical herb would be the most suitable for Master Mao.

"Master Mao, look, this narcissus has jade-like muscles and bones, pure and clean, spotless, and can beautify and nourish the skin. It can also strengthen the tendons and cleanse the marrow, nourish the tendons and strengthen the bones, and circulate the qi through the eight meridians. It's definitely the most suitable for you!"

Master Mao's eyelids couldn't help but jump: "Are you sure this thing is for men to eat?"

This name sounds so feminine, Master Mao is really afraid that he will be impotent for life after eating it.

Lan Nuo patted his chest confidently and said: "Of course... I'm not sure!"

Master Mao: "..."

I'm not sure, how did you say that so confidently!

"Ahem! Anyway, this definitely has no side effects. If you don't believe me, look at the distressed expression on the old poisonous thing's face! I tell you! I just picked it based on his expression! I picked the one that he felt the most distressed when I touched it, and the names were all made up by me!"

Dugu Bo: "..."

It's really not easy for you to live this long without being beaten to death! Somehow, Dugu Bo felt that the brick in his hand was ready to move, and he had the urge to slap someone's face.

In the end, Master Mao didn't refuse this fairy grass. After all, his body was telling him that he wanted this thing, so it shouldn't be bad.

It was more difficult for Lan Nuo to choose by himself. Master Mao suspected that he had the spirit of the Netherworld Spirit Cat, so he could directly choose the right one, but Lan Nuo's spirit was strange and there was no reference in the original book.

Fortunately, no matter what spirit it was, it was right to improve mental power, so he picked the Hope Autumn Water Dew in Dugu Bo's fiery eyes. The function of this thing was to greatly improve the mental power of the user, and it could allow the user to have mental power that exceeded his own level by more than ten or even dozens of levels.

Lan Nuo took a deep breath and asked Dugu Bo: "Do you guarantee that this flower will be ripe?"

Dugu Bo learned it by himself, skipped all the steps, and yelled directly: "Are you deliberately looking for trouble?"

Lan Nuo immediately swallowed the Wangchuanqiushuilu in one gulp, and let Dugu Bo hit him on the back of the head with a brick, and lifted him upside down and swung him, and he didn't open his mouth no matter what he said.

After eating this flower, Lan Nuo suddenly felt that the world was clear. It felt like switching from 360p to 1080p in an instant. The clarity was simply more than one level higher. The brain's processing of the picture was like Baidu Cloud's super membership, from tens of K per second to ten M per second. The thinking was clearer than ever before. Addition, subtraction, multiplication and division within four digits can be answered in seconds. If he doesn't win the Nobel Prize for comedy, he will be sorry for his brain!

After eating the fairy grass, Lan Nuo felt refreshed. After a little thought, he decided to try the second fairy grass. This fairy grass, the most precious one in the eyes of ice and fire, was called Xiangsiduanhong.

This grass has a sad love story in the original book. Legend has it that only those who truly love each other and have no impurities in their feelings can pick this flower with their own blood.

Eating this flower can not only increase the soul power by at least ten levels, but also bring back the dead to life, which is probably similar to the effect of the fairy beans in Dragon Ball.

Of course, he has to try this treasure! Although he doesn't even have a girlfriend, he has true love for ***, Teacher Bo!

Cat Lord had also absorbed the Narcissus Jade Muscles and Bones, and he felt refreshed. He even felt that his soul power was about to break through to level 60. As long as he got another soul-raising pill, he could definitely get the next soul ring.

Seeing Lan Nuo coming to a small white flower with a serious look, he couldn't help but come over. Ju Douluo and Dugu Bo also surrounded him. From Cat Lord's performance, it can be seen that Lan Nuo picked the best immortal herbs. Ju Douluo even felt that this small white flower was suppressing his martial soul. It was definitely not an ordinary product.

Seeing so many people watching the fun, Lan Nuo told everyone the story of Acacia Heartbroken Red: "In theory, as long as there is true love, even ordinary people can pick it off."

Cat Lord narrowed his eyes and looked at Lan Nuo: "You little kid who hasn't even grown all his hair, what do you know about love?"

"Why shouldn't I understand? Back then..." Back then, when he didn't travel through time, he was also single! Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel sad. He slapped his chest and was about to spit out a mouthful of blood.

However, Lan Nuo, who had never vomited blood before, had a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat. He couldn't cough it out or swallow it, and he vomited for a long time...

"Hah~te~"

He spat out a mouthful of sticky phlegm with blood...

Xiangsi Duanchanghong: "Are you polite?"

[To be continued]

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