Douluo's Gourd

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The heavy rain that lasted for many days seemed to be because Netia consumed most of the surrounding water vapor, which significantly reduced the surrounding precipitation.

The heavy rain turned into a drizzle, falling on the brown coir raincoat.

"La, la, la, la la la..."

Wang Xiaofeng hummed an unknown tune, moving his hands up and down rhythmically.

The brown soil soaked in the soil layer flew high under the prying of the shovel, and flew towards the huge gourd standing upright on the ground, but disappeared without a trace when it was within one meter of the gourd.

From time to time, there is a vine curling up next to it and throwing the dead body of a bird into the gourd.

In the Martial Soul space, everything was squeezed into one corner, leaving only a large mass of liquid, shattered red ice cubes, and the ever-increasing number of dirt corpses occupying most of the space.

Nidia hid under a barely complete eaves, tilted her head and looked at the ever-expanding potholes and fewer and fewer corpses, sighing in her heart.

At this time, Wang Xiaofeng was really more like a control-type soul master than a control-type soul master, and he was outplaying his multitasking.

Wang Xiaofeng didn't know that Nidia was planning himself secretly, and he was trying to reduce pollution as much as possible.

He had changed the coir raincoat that was stained with blood before.

Before figuring out the reason for the animal's mutation, whether it is a curse, a virus, or a strange toxin, everything must be collected and stored carefully.

This time the beast horde is obviously not right, there is a sense of déjà vu from a certain game.

Wang Xiaofeng waved the shovel up and down quickly with both hands, as if he wanted to dig three feet into the ground. The uneven ground due to the battle has now turned into a big ditch, exposing the slightly moist sand underneath.

The entire blood-stained surface of the ground has been shoveled off by him.

After humming the ditty, the "idle" Wang Xiaofeng noticed that Nidia seemed to be doing nothing.

Wang Xiaofeng's head had a flash of inspiration, Huan Huan made it so rough just now, why not help her review the past and learn new things now, analyze all the little mistakes she made when using Huan Huan just now, and try not to use a secret skill to exhaustion next time.

Wang Xiaofeng babbled: "...when the first soul ring is the main ring and the other soul rings are secondary rings, the movement of the soul power should start from the Shenming acupoint... and then pass through..., when you were running the soul power just now, pay attention Insufficient concentration, insufficient control over the soul power in the body..."

The nagging words turned into curses, which penetrated into Nidia's ears.

Shouldn't there be a loving kiss after a big fight?How to get to her has become a post-war review teaching.

Nidia covered her ears, wishing she could pick up the stick at the side and hit that straight man on the head.

"...So, although the above small problems are inconspicuous, the result of accumulation is that the soul power in your body will be consumed by 60.00% more than expected..."

Wang Xiaofeng chattered a lot, completely oblivious to Nidia's gradually blackened expression.

There are only a few difficulties in Fuhuan.

The most difficult thing is to control the fusion and compression of the soul power of different soul rings in the body, and at the same time put part of the mind on the external environment.

But this is not an insurmountable difficulty.

Wang Xiaofeng's biggest optimization of Fusion is to improve it from a secret technique that can only be learned with talent, to a secret technique that can be learned step by step and complete the established standards.

It is easier for people with strong innate spiritual power to do this. As a control system soul master, Nidia's mental power is obviously stronger than that of soul masters of the same level, so the learning difficulty is not high for her.

However, because the big difficulty is divided into countless small difficulties, when people who have just learned to fuse rings first start to connect different soul rings, they will feel incoherent, one by one.

On the other hand, Netia made all the small mistakes that novices can make at once. If it wasn't for the improvement of the fusion ring, which optimized the input of the overall soul power, the danger was much lower, otherwise this mistake would have driven her into a human. Dry.

Overall, there is still a lot of room for improvement.

After finishing the collection work, Wang Xiaofeng looked around, he collected the blood-stained soil into the gourd, leaving only a layer of stagnant water in the huge hole.

There are no omissions by visual inspection, and even if there are, they are only hairs and the like, and will not become a source of infection.

Wang Xiaofeng jumped out of the pit lightly, and saw the officers and soldiers who dispersed the crowd just now surrounded him somehow.

"What is this for?"

"Why is this lord looking at us like that?"

The two stared at each other, and the air suddenly fell into an awkward atmosphere.

After a moment of silence, Wang Xiaofeng turned around and left.

He didn't want to look at each other with a few men, and he wasn't a fencing enthusiast.

Seeing this, the leader of the squad quickly stepped forward: "Lord Soul Sect, please stay."

"What's the matter?" Wang Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows, he still had a lot of things to do, but he didn't have the heart to play the game of power.

There are big problems with this animal horde, and a solution must be found as soon as possible.

First of all, we need to find a quiet place to dissect these corpses. By the way, I was in a hurry to save people just now, so I forgot to tell Uncle Wang...

Wang Xiaofeng thought about it, and couldn't help being distracted, but in the eyes of others, he suddenly exuded an aura of not being close to strangers all over his body, which seemed very dissatisfied.

The little captain's heart went cold, and at that moment, he began to recall all kinds of anecdotes and strange stories that he had heard from his colleagues before, that a soul master drew a sword to kill someone at a disagreement.

When the captain of this squad was overthinking and was about to be scared to death by himself, a fat figure squeezed through the crowd: "Sorry for keeping you waiting."

"My servant, Wang Fucheng, is in charge of the security inspection in the town. I don't know if this master soul master can move to the mansion. I have an important matter that concerns thousands of people and I want to discuss it with you."

"This kind of half-familiar Mandarin sounds really disgusting." Wang Xiaofeng who came back to his senses murmured.

As for what the other party said about the people, it's good to listen to this kind of words, but it's just a scene.

The fat man in front of him seemed to have encountered a difficult situation and asked himself for help, so if he didn't take the opportunity to kill him at this time, he would really be wasting the opportunity given by the other party.

"Yes, no problem." Wang Xiaofeng nodded cheerfully.

When the inspector Wang Fucheng heard this, he was overjoyed, as expected, as he had guessed, dealing with such a good-natured soul master was easy for ordinary people to handle.

Both parties got the answers they wanted.

Wang Xiaofeng patted the big gourd next to it, and under the strange eyes of everyone, it shrank and put it away.

According to the wartime management regulations of the beast horde, loose human soul masters like Wang Xiaofeng can only take one-tenth of the corpses of monster apes and birds killed, and the rest must be handed over to the empire.

But who made him stronger than the people present.

As for his behavior of putting all the corpses on the field into the gourd, everyone present at the scene pretended not to see it.

"Everything is packed, let's go." Wang Xiaofeng clapped his hands cheerfully.

However, it seems that something has been forgotten?

A black shadow quietly came behind Wang Xiaofeng.

Nidia tilted her head with a dazed expression, her lifeless eyes reflected the scattered raindrops and Wang Xiaofeng's somewhat thin body.

The icy scepter was raised high, and at this moment, the diamond-shaped ice crystals dotted around the main crystal on the icy scepter for the first time faded away from its full presence and incomparably luxurious appearance, revealing its hideous face .

The sharp water chestnut slammed down on that puzzled head!

Clang!

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