Chapter 47: One Hundred Thousand Years Wind Dragon Soul Bone?!
In Douluo Continent, human blood is considered the lowest bloodline. Anything can affect the assimilation of human blood. But... Feng Zixi is a noble wind elf!
As the aura of heaven and earth, the darling of the world created by the sun and moon, Feng Zixi is the son of the world! In addition, the system gives him a sign-in reward that conforms to the rules of the world. It can be said that Feng Zixi is the biological son of the world.
It's just... Douluo's plane consciousness was replaced by Tang Hao by Tang San. The plane cannot attach its love to Feng Zixi. If the plane is still very pure, Feng Zixi belongs to that kind
You can pick up money while walking, and you can find the protagonist of martial arts secrets even if you fall off a cliff.
But even if Tang Hao controls the plane consciousness, the original plane consciousness is still very close to him. This is specifically reflected in the authority of the Heart of God. After the rules of the world are aligned, the Heart of God can do it without God.
The world's Douluo Continent became a god immediately, which is enough to prove the goodwill of the world.
Therefore, no matter from which aspect, Feng Zixi, Tang Hao, and even Tang San have a battle! Only after the moths are eliminated and the world becomes pure, can Feng Zixi fully control the power!
After Feng Zixi followed Wu Zhangkong into Wu Zhangkong's room, Wu Zhangkong waved his hand, and a simple soul power barrier was arranged.
Feng Zixi curled his lips disdainfully, "What is it that needs to be so mysterious?"
Wu Zhangkong said nothing, and took out a small rectangular box from the storage soul guide. The box was made of wood, and the entire box was dark brown, and its biggest feature was that it had no smell at all.
A small box for isolating breath? Feng Zixi nodded her chin. This box alone is worth a lot of money. I'm afraid the things inside must be priceless.
Wu Zhangkong opened the box, and a green light emerged from the box, and the rich wind element filled the entire small barrier!
"This aura is...soul bone?" Feng Zixi was slightly disappointed. No matter how good the soul bone was, he couldn't use it, so he might as well give him some older materials and treasures...
"One hundred thousand year wind dragon torso soul bone!" Wu Zhangkong carefully took out the soul bone, "This soul bone was obtained by the sect master personally for you... To win over this soul bone, the sect master has wasted a lot of energy.
ah."
"One hundred thousand year wind dragon trunk soul bone?!" Although Feng Zixi has no use for this thing, you can't deny the treasure of this thing! It can be said that this soul bone is the most suitable for Feng Zixi in the world
There is no such thing as a soul bone!
"What a good thing..." Feng Zixi held the soul bone in his hand and touched it. The sense of affinity coming from the soul bone made him want to fuse it with him immediately. But it's a pity... "It can't be used.
…”
"Huh?" Wu Zhangkong frowned, "Why can't it be used?"
Feng Zixi originally wanted to fool him with "Hey", but the matter of a hundred thousand year dragon soul bone is not a trivial matter. Although if he fooled himself, the Tang Sect would definitely not ask more questions, but Feng Zixi always felt sorry for the Tang Sect.
feeling.
To be honest, Feng Zixi was particularly moved by the fact that the Tang Sect's deputy sect leader personally went out and spent more than three months to get the soul bone that was most suitable for him in the world. If he continued to hide it like this, he would be able to cultivate it.
I feel like an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf...
"The reason for my martial spirit..." Feng Zixi would trust Wu Zhangkong even if he didn't trust others. Feng Zixi thought about his words and said: "My martial spirit... is very noble. It cannot be ignored.
Any soul bone defilement!"
"Not even the hundred-thousand-year-old wind dragon soul bone?" Wu Zhangkong was shocked, although he knew that some martial souls would reject some inferior soul bones and soul rings, just like the blue electric tyrannosaur must be of the dragon or sub-dragon type.
The souls are the same. But... even the top dragon soul bones are rejected, which touches Wu Zhangkong's knowledge blind spot.
Feng Zixi touched his chin, thought for a while, and said seriously, "It's not about rejecting soul bones, but if I continue to practice step by step, all the bones in my body will be no less than a hundred thousand-year-old soul bones. If they are absorbed and fused
If you lose your soul bone, your skeleton will be incomplete in the end..."
"This..." Feng Zixi changed his words and Wu Zhangkong finally understood.
Indeed, if Feng Zixi has that kind of ability, it is better not to fuse soul bones. When the gap is not big, it is clear at a glance which one should be chosen between foreign bones and his own original bones!
Wu Zhangkong carefully put the soul bone back into the small box, and the fluctuations in the soul bone disappeared instantly.
Wu Zhangkong looked at Feng Zixi with a serious face, "Zixi, I have always known that you have many secrets, and I have never asked you about your secrets. If you trust me, tell me what your power is.
What?"
Although Wu Zhangkong still had a paralyzed expression on his face, Feng Zixi could feel his seriousness and seriousness. He wanted to know Feng Zixi's secret not because of greed, or even out of curiosity.
But Wu Zhangkong discovered that as Feng Zixi's cultivation level improved, his social circle continued to expand. Sooner or later, someone would be attracted to his secrets. If he didn't know the truth, he wouldn't know how to help Feng Zixi.
Zixi hides it!
It would be fine if Wu Zhangkong was a level ninety-nine quasi-god. The key point is that he is just a small soul saint. If a big shot really becomes interested in Feng Zixi, he won't even be able to help!
Feng Zixi sighed, "My martial soul... is not my own, but a gift from God... it is a martial soul that can be cultivated to achieve the status of a god..."
"Okay! You don't need to say anything!!!" Wuchangkong's soul power fluctuated suddenly. If he had known that the answer would be like this, Wuchangkong would never have asked.
Wu Zhangkong knows exactly what kind of turmoil it will cause when a martial soul capable of cultivating a god's status appears in this world!
No wonder, no wonder they look down on the 100,000-year-old wind dragon soul bone. The soul bone is worthless compared to the divine status!
"You can go back with your soul bones first. It's up to you to deal with it as you wish. Remember, no one can tell the secret of your martial soul!" Wu Zhangkong sternly warned Feng Zixi.
"You had to ask me to tell you this." Feng Zixi stuck out his tongue.
"This is my fault." Wu Zhangkong paced back and forth in the room, "I'll think about the countermeasures. You should go back to the dormitory first."
Feng Zixi spread her hands, opened the door and left Wu Changkong's room.
Wu Zhangkong's soul power is still fluctuating. After thinking about it, Wu Zhangkong knows that Feng Zixi's secret cannot be kept secret for too long, nor can it be kept secret for too long!
The only good thing now is that Feng Zixi has the backstage of Tang Sect. Considering how much Deputy Sect Master Zang Xin likes Feng Zixi, he should not take action against Feng Zixi.
But... we have to take precautions. As the saying goes, don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the unexpected!
What if?
Being able to achieve the divine status is so attractive to Extreme Douluo, especially those whose deadline is approaching. Feng Zixi is still too weak...
