Chang Duo's words were indifferent, but there was a kind of arrogance and disdain that was difficult to conceal.
Ye Duoduo touched his nose, becoming more and more curious about Chang Duo's identity.
"oh--"
"Baby, you can put your luggage down when you sleep. Xingyue Bodhi is not allowed to take it off."
Chang Duo pondered for a while, then a huge black iron rod appeared out of thin air, and finally hit the ground, splashing a lot of dust.
"ah--"
"Iron rod?"
"I'm afraid it weighs dozens of kilograms!"
Ye Duoduo stared blankly at the iron rod inserted into the ground. Some cold sweat broke out on his forehead and he swallowed.
"Gulu——"
"Master, what can an iron rod do for you?"
"Baby, don't underestimate this iron rod. It is even better than the golden cudgel of Monkey King, the Monkey King. It is the nine-turn soul iron of the Nine Nether Hell. There is only one in the Wuzhou Continent, and it is very Rare."
"Not only is it extremely hard and heavy, it also suppresses all soul power and soul energy, and has miraculous effects."
"If you can adapt to use it as your weapon. In the future, when fighting souls, take off the nine-turn soul iron, and after breaking away from the shackles, the soul power level will instantly increase and increase, reaching an astonishing level!"
Chang Duo laughed at the compliment.
"Hehehehe——"
"I will teach you that the martial soul absorbed by the six-round soul ring will increase the soul power level to forty-two, which is related to the nine-turn soul iron."
The sun was scorching and the heat was unbearable, cracking the soil on the ground. Stepping on the hard soil, a hot feeling came from the soles of the feet, and the passersby were dripping with sweat.
This damn weather is going to kill people.
The little boy in black was sweating profusely and walking with difficulty. Every time I put my foot down, it was like carrying tens of millions of kilograms, hitting the ground heavily and filling the sky with dust.
Behind the little boy, he was carrying the Nine-turn Soul Iron.
Nine-turn soul iron has no sharp edge or tip like a sword. At the top, cross-section reveals a smooth, mirror-like surface.
The surface is engraved with magic patterns. From the front end to the back end, the entire surface looks ancient and mysterious.
It is about 1.72 meters long, reaches the lower jaw of the little boy, and weighs about 13,600 kilograms. Anyone who is on the road will give him a curious look.
After walking for a while, Ye Duoduo couldn't hold on any longer. Panting heavily, like a kite with its string broken, dragging his heavily weighed feet, he walked towards the shade by the roadside.
The little boy fell on his back on the lawn for a moment, letting beads of sweat fall from his forehead.
"Master, this weapon turns out to be the ninth-turn soul iron of Netherworld Hell. It must be made of fine iron. It's really terrifying! When I put it on my back, the soul energy flowing in my body became sluggish. Moreover, the nine-turn soul iron The soul iron is too heavy, and it takes two days to complete a one-day journey. It’s just too slow.”
Ye Duoduo gasped.
"Whirring whirring--"
Following the rhythm of the voice, it was like losing strength, and even the words became hoarse.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"Baby, it's not that heavy. It's only eighty-one pounds. You won't be able to bear it!"
"Cultivation of soul power has just begun. Do you think that my teacher asked you to come out just to enjoy the mountains and rivers, browse the great rivers and mountains of the Five Continents, and enjoy yourself?"
"It's called life experience, so I have to let you cultivate your soul power!"
"Baby, you are ready for me. The devil-style training and the most arduous cultivation of soul power have begun! The comfortable days in Yunyang City are gone!"
"Ha ha ha ha--"
In Xingyue Bodhi, Changduo's gloating laughter could be heard.
"ah--"
Ye Duoduo smiled bitterly and shook his head, turned around, and glanced at the iron rod without edge from the corner of his eyes. It was the Nine-turn Soul Iron.
A flash of horror flashed across his eyes.
This kind of weapon has an unattractive appearance. It is just an iron rod, black and black.
It not only allows the soul energy in the body to flow quickly, but is suppressed like a turtle crawling. In this way, under the scorching sun, close to the hottest place in Nanzhou Continent, carrying a heavy iron rod, Ye Duoduo can only use his soul energy with all his strength to support The soul is moving. Otherwise, the waist will be broken.
After only two days of walking in the Kunshan Forest, Ye Duoduo was tortured to the point of exhaustion.
A devil master with a nine-turn soul iron fighting spirit and a three-round soul ring will be a magician with a one-round soul ring.
He took out a pill from his pocket, called Soul Gathering Pill, and it appeared in his palm.
This is a pill that condenses soul energy. It can restore soul energy in a short period of time. It can be condensed and fused in the Dantian to help restore soul power.
Ye Duoduo looked at no one on the road and swallowed it in one gulp. Lean against a tree and wait for the medicine to take effect.
Enter the state of cultivating soul power and maximize the power of medicine. At this time, pedestrians were constantly coming and going on the road, disrupting the practice.
At this time, Ye Duoduo was extremely exhausted and felt that the muscles in his body were almost sore and numb as they absorbed the power of the medicine.
Ye Duoduo is full of confidence in cultivating soul power.
"well--"
"Netherworld Hell, Nine-turn Soul Iron, it is made of fine iron, can it really increase soul power?"
Ye Duoduo murmured to himself, touched his face and grinned. Stretch your arms lazily, and your skin will be full of vitality, refreshed from inside to outside.
Ye Duoduo patted the nine-turn soul iron that he hated and loved at the same time. Like a cumbersome weapon, he once again took difficult steps towards his destination.
A huge forest covers the entire Kunshan. There is actually a village.
Kunshan Xiaozhai.
The place is densely populated, just like a market town, with people coming and going constantly.
These people, often members of the Nirvana team who sleep with knives and guns in their arms, their heads hanging on their waists, gather in groups in Kunshan villages.
Here, in the flowery streets and willow alleys, people drink wine and eat meat, and are afraid of monsters.
Walking on the road paved with bluestone, carrying the Nine-turn Soul Iron on his back, he attracted the attention of many passers-by.
Ye Duoduo ignored it, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and walked slowly forward along the avenue.
There are actually shops on both sides of the road. Because of the geographical environment, business is booming.
Ye Duoduo saw a shop with bright lights.
This is a rather large medicinal shop.
He stopped and looked at the plaque hanging on the door of the medicinal shop. Engraved on it.
Baiyao Tang.
Ye Duoduo has no interest in weapons and armor, but is most interested in precious medicinal materials.
The spacious medicine shop, with the moonstone hanging on the wall, shines like daytime.
There were many customers in the drug store, and the clerks were very busy and had no time to greet the little boy who came in.
When he walked into the drug store, no one greeted him, and Ye Duoduo was happy to be at ease.
Scanning across the counter, his eyes rested on an emerald box.
"Healing medicine? Is there also an alchemist here?"
Ye Duoduo was startled, a little surprised, and murmured to himself.
Ye Duoduo shook his head. When he scanned the counter, he found that none of the medicinal materials he needed.
There was no required medicinal materials in the drug store, and I felt a little disappointed.
After looking through the counter, I was a little surprised to find a golden object in the corner.
"Cough, cough cough——"
"Boss, please, let me take a look at that piece of medicinal material, okay?"
In Baiyao Hall, a pharmacy clerk walked over with a smile on his face.
The young clerk looked at the little boy in ordinary clothes, then at the medicinal materials on the counter, and took out the medicinal materials impatiently.
"Oh, this piece of ordinary medicinal material is called Yalian and sells for one hundred soul coins."
The pharmacy clerk made the introduction, and Ye Duoduo felt a little bit contemptuous.
"hey-hey--"
Ye Duoduo sneered and stared at the guy. I casually picked up this most common medicinal material, Yalian.
The nails were lightly scratched on it, and the golden surface turned a little, revealing a bright red color like blood.
Ye Duoduo took a deep sniff with his nose, the medicinal materials smelled of blood. Deep in his eyes, he couldn't help but feel some brilliance.
