Douluo Continent

Chapter 10 The First Soul Ring Skill (2)

Chapter Ten Skills of the First Soul Ring (2)

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Tang San pressed one hand on the Grandmaster's chest, Xuantian Kungfu's newly enhanced internal strength was spurred out, his left hand was connected to seal the four meridians in the Grandmaster's chest, so that the poisonous gas did not spread out, and at the same time his right hand began to press down on the Grandmaster Uleni's chest gently, relying on internal strength to push the Qi and blood in the master's body to run. Slowly push the poison into one place.

As the Tang Sect's supreme inner strength method, Xuantian Gong itself had a powerful detoxifying effect, not a strong inner strength, but extremely refined, and penetrated into its master's body like silk threads, he said, to leave no trace of future problems.

Unbuttoning his master's shirt, Tang San carefully observed the black air on his master's body. Under the influence of Xuantian Kung, black air gradually gathered and flowed into his master's right arm. A piece of cloth on his master's arm.

Poisonous blood flowed out, the swollen arms of his master were gradually withdrawn, and the color of the skin gradually became normal.His master's face showed a painful expression, and moans began to come out of his mouth.

As the blackish purple blood gradually ran out, bright red blood began to appear, and his master's arm also became somewhat pale. Only then did Tang San lift the strip of cloth on the Grandmaster's arm, relying on his internal strength to immediately remove the last poison at once, then quickly seal the blood on the Grandmaster's arm, relying on his internal strength to immediately remove the last poison at once, then quickly seal the blood on the Grandmaster's arm, ripped some strips of cloth from her and wrapped her wounds.

The reason why he had not rushed off the strip of cloth on the Grandmaster's arm earlier was because he was afraid that the Grandmaster would spit out too much blood, after all he had been poisoned for a long time.

After the poison was removed, Tang San was already sweating, even though Xuantian Kungfu had entered the second level, it was not considered strong, it was not considered strong, and using internal strength to help detox in this way was the internal strength and energy that consumed the most.the power coming from it also became a little weak at the moment.

Tang San washed his master's arm with clean water, then buried the hole filled with poisonous blood with soil. It's all work done.

Furthermore, his master was in a coma for three whole days, during which time he had a persistent fever, and Tang San could only pour water into his body every day, for his master's body to replenish some nutrients, so that his master's body would replenish some nutrients, he even cut a piece of the tree trunk and made a small tree trunk.He took the dried meat he brought and boiled the broth with clear water. Since this was the Forest of Soul Hunt, Tang San did not dare to take a step away from the Grandmaster.

Fortunately, their luck was pretty good, although once in a while there were spirit beasts passing by here, most of them were ten-year-old spirit beasts, and their aggressiveness was not strong, either, so they did not bring any trouble to Tang San.

“What's with me?” When his master woke up, it was already noon on the fourth day.

His weak body was unable to use any strength, his master only felt his eyes blur, and the spinning feeling made him unable to find a way, even raising his hand was extremely difficult.

"Teacher, you're awake." Tang San bowed towards his master in surprise, and transmitted a stream of pure internal strength to his master's body.

"Little San, am I still alive?" The master looked at Tang San beside him with a bit of surprise.

Tang San nodded, and said: "Teacher, you live very well. But this time I'm worried you'll have to rest for a long time."

The master tilted his head reluctantly, staring at his right arm, "You must have saved me."

Tang San scratched his head, and said: "When I was young, my father taught me a simple way to deal with toxic wounds. Back then, I saw you were unconscious, so I had to give it a try. There is always a chance if you try it. A dead horse is a living horse doctor."

"Not big or small. Are you saying that the teacher is a horse?" The master smiled. Of course, with her face already stiff and pale at the moment, her smile was slightly uglier than crying.

Being alive was always a beautiful thing, even for a proud master and devoted his entire life to learning martial arts.

Tang San chuckled, and said: "Teacher, you rest for a while, I'll make you some hot broth. You wake up, and you can eat dry food after a break of a few hours. We should also leave the Soul Hunt Forest early, here the environment is too bad, and the air is relatively humid, which is not conducive to the recovery of your injuries."

The master seemed to suddenly think of something, "Little San, did you succeed?" To him, the theories he researched were even more important than life.

Tang San smiled and said: "Teacher, don't worry. I've succeeded. You know."

As he spoke, Tang San raised his right hand, a faint white light appeared on the surface of the skin, and then, a deep blue silver grass shot out from the palm. A circle of clear yellow light emerged from his feet, encircling his body. It was the hallmark of a soul master with a single ring.

The blue silver grass in the past was less than half a finger wide, but now the blue silver grass had become three fingers wide, and the blade of the grass was several times thicker than before, with strange lines, dozens of blue silver grass Silver grass quickly spread to the surroundings, and the ends of the blade of grass lifted up, like more than ten datura snakes looking for food.

The clump of blue silver did not have the fishy smell of a datura snake, but only the faint aroma of the tea, the intoxicating scent was full of danger.

There was an extremely excited light in Grandmaster's eyes, he suppressed his excitement, and said, "How difficult is it?"

Seeing was disbelief, Tang San replied to his master with action, one of the more than ten blue silver grasses that escaped from his palm suddenly flew up, wrapped around a small tree as thick as an arm, and the other side returned to Tang San's hand.His right hand pulled him back violently, and the small tree trunk suddenly bent down, making the blue silver grass stretch straight, and the tree trunk suddenly bent down, but there was no sign of breaking.

"Okay, this is really great. It seems that my judgment is completely correct. After being impregnated with the snake mandala spirit ring, the blue silver grass became hard. If my guess is correct, it should also have a certain amount of mandala attached to it. Snake venom. But, what is his current skill?"