Douluo's Gourd

Oscar sat cross-legged beside the silent mirror beast, with a black soul ring around his body, and the manic and cold soul power rampaged through his body.

The huge pain made him frown and break out in a cold sweat.

Hao Te cheered for Oscar on the sidelines.

But out of the corner of his eye, he saw Wang Xiaofeng who was piled up with a charcoal fire in the corner and roasting sausages next to him, so he lost his energy.

"Doctor He, how do I see that you don't look worried at all?"

"What am I worried about?"

Putting down the seasoning in his hand, Wang Xiaofeng said something casually, picked up a grilled burnt sausage, and handed it to Haote.

He took out another jar of sealed wine, and with a "pop", he pulled out the mud that sealed the wine bottle.

Hot twitched his nose vigorously, "What kind of wine, it tastes so fragrant."

Wang Xiaofeng poured a bowl with a "crash" and handed it to Haote.

Hao Te took the wine bowl, and the two touched one together.

Hot took two gulps.

The wine slipped into the throat, and there was no feeling in the stomach, and it took a long time for it to become hot.

His face flushed, "This wine is really exciting! It's delicious."

Wang Xiaofeng said with a smile: "I made the wine myself, if you like it, you can drink a few more bowls."

This is a good time to have supper. The grilled sausage is paired with good wine, and it is quite comfortable to eat.

Hao Te and Wang Xiaofeng had a mediocre relationship, so Oscar was the only bridge between them, and the topic inevitably returned to him.

"Xiao Ao's body is so weak that he's going to die, can he get through this difficult time?"

Seeing his more or less caring but chaotic appearance, Wang Xiaofeng felt a little helpless:

"He has just absorbed the soul ring, and he can't see anything. It takes at least an hour to know whether it is good or bad. What are you in a hurry for?"

"Actually, I'm not..." Hao Te drank the wine in his hand in one gulp. The spicy wine irritated his throat and he couldn't help coughing a few times. "Hey, I'm not afraid of being laughed at by Dr. He when I say it out. Little Ao looks a bit like my younger brother."

Wang Xiaofeng picked up the wine jar and filled it up for him, "Oh, then your brother looks quite anxious."

"It doesn't look like it, it's mainly because of the body shape. It's thin and tall, like a bamboo pole." Talking about these things, Hao Te didn't take it seriously, leaning lazily on the rock wall and pouring wine with his head up.

"My younger brother's innate soul power is only level three, and he became a soul master at the age of 12. The family thought he had no talent for cultivation, and wanted him to inherit the family's pork shop, but whoever thought it aroused his rebellious heart and ran away from home. I became a servant Bing, the main reason is to find his trace."

After drinking like this but not eating sausages, Haote began to feel a little confused, but the memory in his mind was very vivid, and he confided to Wang Xiaofeng unconsciously.

While pouring wine for him, Wang Xiaofeng raised his eyes, unknowingly, there were a few more empty jars on the ground.

What Hot didn't know was that the wine he drank had been spiked.

An hour later, Hao Te fell into a deep sleep with the empty jar in his arms.

And his family situation, interpersonal relationship, and even the color of underwear he was wearing today were all clear to Wang Xiaofeng.

"It's not an undercover agent sent by Wuhundian, but the deacon of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect." Wang Xiaofeng bit the sausage, "It seems that Ning Fengzhi is not old-fashioned yet."

But it's a bit of a waste of wine.

In order to lower Haote's vigilance, he specially took out the fine gourd wine that is not in stock.

During the previous expedition to the ruins of the Star Luo Empire, many items in the gourd were soaked in that special solution, including the special space for storing wine.

Most of the wine could not be drunk, so that he only had nine jars left in his hand.

"One, two, three...seven, a total of seven altars were drunk.

The drug resistance of Zhunhunsheng is strong, the dose of scopolamine can be increased a little more, um, this must be remembered, and it will be re-prepared when you go back.

Next time we meet, there is no need to entertain him with good wine, just feed him alcohol-flavored scopolamine. "

Wang Xiaofeng clutched his chest and felt a dull pain in his heart, that was the sound of gold coins flying away.

Wine of this quality can easily be sold for [-] gold coins a jar in Baidi City, which is priceless.

As time went by, the cold air from Oscar's body became more and more serious, and his eyebrows and hair were even frosted.

This is the energy in the soul ring repelling Oscar's soul power and martial soul.

The reason why non-combat soul masters generally don't absorb animal-type soul rings is because of the repellency.

The more powerful an animal was, the stronger its repellency was, which was fatal to an auxiliary system whose physique was far weaker than that of a combat system.

Now is the most critical time.

Wang Xiaofeng stared at Oscar closely, and aimed the gourd in his hand at his dantian.

As long as Oscar's body becomes unbearable, Wang Xiaofeng will immediately interrupt the promotion ceremony and suck out the uncontrollable soul power.

Even if Oscar's cultivation base would regress because of this, it was better than losing his life in vain if he failed in the promotion.

Fortunately, Oscar's expression was painful, but his will was very tenacious.

Even though his jaw was about to be crushed by him, he was still trying to tame that violent soul power.

Finally, with an unknown number of efforts, all the icy air flow and the black soul ring merged into one, turning into a circle of faint fluctuations and completely integrating into the body.

Above the four soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, and purple, a black soul ring was officially added.

Oscar slowly opened his eyes and let out a long breath.

In the process of absorbing the soul ring, the spirit of the mirror image beast kept impacting his will, and he almost couldn't hold on several times, but whenever he wanted to give up, Rongrong's figure would always appear beside him, cheering him on .

He was able to persevere in the competition of will and absorb this soul ring.

Oscar stood up from the ground, and his demeanor also changed, becoming more stable.

Wang Xiaofeng asked curiously: "Is it the copying type of soul skill?"

Oscar gnawed on the sausage and nodded, "That's right, with this soul skill, even if I don't rely on hidden weapons, I can still be on my own."

Wang Xiaofeng applauded and said in congratulations: "Congratulations, Xiao Ao, you have finally fulfilled your wish, when will you treat me to a wedding wine?"

Oscar tossed his hair coquettishly, destroying the sense of poise that he had finally built up.

"I owe it first, I will treat you to an engagement wine at the next party."

Oscar took off his soaked clothes, put on clean clothes, looked around and found that there was no one there, "Hey, why didn't you see Brother Hao?"

Wang Xiaofeng pointed to the unconscious mud in the corner, "It's over there."

"Hey, you actually drank seven altars." Oscar glanced at it, and immediately became respectful.

Among the people he knew, Zao Wou-ki, who had the most alcohol, had the highest record of only five jars. It seems that the rumors that all the people in the extreme north are huge alcohol are not false.

Oscar covered Hot with a blanket to keep him from catching a cold.

Wang Xiaofeng, who was dismembering the mirror beast's body, suddenly shouted: "Oscar, you are really the face of Goddess Luck!"

Oscar pretended to be dissatisfied and said: "Why are you scolding people, I advise you to talk to me well, after all, I am the soul king now, a level higher than you."

"Tch, the soul king is nothing, I even beat the soul emperor." Wang Xiaofeng smiled disdainfully.

The strength in his hands gradually increased, and the things in the mirror image beast's head also revealed their true appearance.

"Come here, I found something good."

"Can there be something good? Could it be that you can still dig out the soul bone..." A burst of bright light came from Wang Xiaofeng's hand, almost blinding Oscar's eyes.

I saw a crystal clear bone appearing in Wang Xiaofeng's hands, the whole skull seemed to be made of a mirror, shining faintly red under the light of the flames.

Oscar rubbed his eyes and said in disbelief, "Oh my god, it really is a soul bone!"

The probability of a soul bone appearing after the death of a soul beast is only one in a thousand, and the probability of producing a soul bone is higher for a soul beast with a higher age or strength, but the production capacity is still almost zero.

It was a complete accident that the mirror beast could produce spirit bones, and it might have frightened more.

Wang Xiaofeng showed the soul bone to Oscar: "And it's the head soul bone that is second only to the torso bone in rarity, I didn't expect the mirror beast to be considered a spirit beast.

With this soul bone, you, the son-in-law of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School, can sit a little more securely. "

"It's even more beautiful than Rongrong's wisdom illusion skull."

Oscar took the soul bone, played with the crystal-like soul bone in his hands, and then handed the soul bone back to Wang Xiaofeng.

"Brother Feng, you should absorb this spirit bone."

Wang Xiaofeng stopped the dissection work in his hands, and looked at him speechlessly, "What are you going crazy about?"

Oscar's eyes were very serious, "Brother Feng, I will always remember the help you have given me these years. Let alone a mere soul bone, even if you want my hands, my legs, my heart... Oh, the heart is not good, it is Rongrong's.

Even if it takes my life, I am willing. "

"Huh~" Wang Xiaofeng wiped his arms with aversion to the cold, but his face showed a gratified expression, "I can hear these words from you, my trip to the extreme north will not be in vain."

Soul bone, I have to say that this thing looks really good.

The beautiful thing full of bright stars is like the most precious gemstone, exuding a sinking brilliance.

Even if it's not a soul bone, but just collected as jewelry, those nobles are willing to sprinkle countless gold coins for it.

"Although the soul bone is good, it's not suitable for me." Wang Xiaofeng threw the soul bone into Oscar's arms.

"Brother Feng!" Oscar thought he still wanted to decline.

"Xiao Ao, you'll understand when you look at it." The soul power surged out from Wang Xiaofeng's hand, wrapping around the soul bone.

If it develops normally, the spirit bone will resonate with the spirit power, and then be absorbed by Wang Xiaofeng.

However, the moment the soul bone came into contact with the light blue soul power, it was bounced away with a bang.

Oscar rubbed his chest, looked at the spirit bone that fell on the ground, with a rare confused expression on his face.

"This..."

Wang Xiaofeng raised his hand to show his innocence, "You see, it's not that I don't want to absorb the soul bone, but that I have more energy than I want."

Looking at the nonchalant Wang Xiaofeng, a flash of lightning suddenly passed through Oscar's mind.

No wonder since we met, Brother Feng has been reading those boring books and doing weird and complicated experiments.

And that weird physique that has no limit.

It turned out that all of this was because Brother Feng had a strange disease.

The master said that there must be a price for everything, so what is the price Brother Feng paid, is it just that he can't absorb the soul bone?

Oscar picked up the spirit bone and held it in his palm with great care, a firm gaze flashed in his eyes.

I swear in the name of this spirit bone, I will definitely find a way to cure you.

Wang Xiaofeng didn't know that Oscar had completed a set of completely unreasonable brain supplements, seeing that he no longer hesitated and was about to absorb the soul bone, he showed a gratified expression.

Oscar's soul power was only slightly released, and the soul bone in his hand reacted immediately, and the whole soul bone turned into a cloud of silver air, pouring into Oscar's seven orifices.

It may be the reason why the soul rings and soul bones all come from the same soul beast.

After absorbing the spirit ring, Oscar absorbed the spirit bone again very smoothly, and in about half an hour, his dull gaze returned to its former agility.

On the other side, Wang Xiaofeng also disassembled the mirror beast's body, divided it into three parts according to the team's 5:3:2 distribution ratio, and then put his own part into the gourd.

"Are you awake? I'm done with this." Wang Xiaofeng stretched himself, "Since you have half the strength of a battle soul master, then you'll be on guard tonight."

"Of course! But Brother Feng, you have to give me a drop of blood first. I need the cooperation of others to perform this soul skill."

Oscar was a little agitated, this was his first night vigil, and in the past he had obediently stayed in the tent as a protected person.Now, can he also protect others?

Wang Xiaofeng stretched out his right hand indifferently, his index finger turned slightly red, and a drop of blood suddenly oozed from the fingertip, dripping down.

Oscar quickly stretched out his right hand to catch the blood, and shouted a spell: "I have a mirror sausage."

The black soul ring was wrapped around the palm, completely sucking Wang Xiaofeng's blood into it.

Then, the black soul ring twisted and turned into a pile of chaotic black mosaics.

Wang Xiaofeng looked at the mosaic that changed into a spherical shape and a square shape for a while, and said in doubt: "Your soul skills are really strange when you are ready to move forward."

Oscar was also a little dumbfounded, it was a bit different from his impression, but he didn't show timidity, he just silently increased the output of soul power, "It's the first production, I'm a little nervous."

The soul skill seemed to sense Oscar's will, and amidst a strong wave of soul power, the black mosaic slowly turned into a crystal sausage glowing with emerald green light.

Wang Xiaofeng touched it curiously, then looked again: "Is this the sausage made by your fifth soul skill? I thought it would fail."

Oscar secretly wiped his sweat, not to mention you, I also thought it would fail. In order to make this sausage, I spent [-]% of my soul power directly, and now my legs are too weak.

Wang Xiaofeng is very curious about the effect of this soul skill, because the talent of the mirror image beast is duplication and clone.

Copy his soul skills?Or copy his body?Can the gourd of the sea of ​​consciousness be copied?

A bunch of questions made Wang Xiaofeng eager to experience this extremely special soul skill.

I don't know if I can help him peek into the secret of Goldfinger.

"What is the effect of this sausage?"

"It's a clone."

Oscar ate the mirror sausage, shook his body, and turned into an identical figure.

Unlike the virtual clone created by Oscar's third spirit ring, this clone has a physical body, and four gray spirit rings appear on the clone's body one by one.

Wang Xiaofeng squeezed the avatar curiously, a silicone-like touch came from his fingertips, soul power and spiritual power swept over in turn, the feedback result was a real human being, even the internal organs and the flow of soul power were lifelike.

It's just that the brain is empty, there is no sea of ​​consciousness and no gourd, which makes him a little disappointed.

"Physical clone? What capabilities does it have?"

Oscar patted the clone's shoulder, "It has 60% of the strength of a blood provider, and can use all soul skills.

Number one, use the fourth soul skill. "

The avatar silently raised the gourd in his hand, a stream of light spewed out from the mouth of the gourd and poured into Wang Xiaofeng's body, he blinked, his vision became much clearer, and indeed he possessed two-thirds of the soul skill effect.

"Excellent, if you have Title Douluo's blood, you can also create a Title Douluo with 60% strength?!"

Oscar shook his head, "It has already consumed 50% of my soul power to make this sausage, forget about Title Douluo, I can't make it even if my soul power is drained."

Wang Xiaofeng sighed, "Avatars are limited by the creator's soul power, and the avatars created are relatively dull.

This is very different from the scene I imagined. If it is on a real battlefield, I am afraid that I will be killed after a face-to-face meeting. Are you sure this can be used as a battle soul master? "

Hearing what Wang Xiaofeng said, Oscar suddenly showed a mysterious smile.

A silver light suddenly burst out from the left eye, completely covering Wang Xiaofeng's body.

Although shrouded in silver light, he didn't feel anything on his body. Just as Wang Xiaofeng wanted to ask a question, there was a sudden change in the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness in his mind.

A trace of mental power in the sea of ​​consciousness escaped his control and disappeared without a trace under the silver light.

Oscar covered his left eye and took a few breaths, "Damn it, your mental power is too difficult to absorb."

While speaking, the avatar with dull eyes like a puppet suddenly changed into another person.

No, it would be more accurate to describe it as suddenly having a soul.

Without an order, the avatar actually released the third soul ability on Oscar's own initiative. As the soul power increased, Oscar's expression eased a lot.

"This is my skull skill. It can absorb the opponent's mental power to give the clone a certain amount of intelligence, and it can increase the effect of the fifth spirit ring's spirit ability by 15% without any side effects."

Wang Xiaofeng's expression was inexplicable: "Isn't this just asking someone to call for you?"

"Supporting? Well, this word is good, easy to understand."

Oscar said excitedly: "The ingested spiritual power will not disappear directly, and can also be stored in the soul bone to slowly warm up and recover. So as long as I ingest enough spiritual power and store enough blood, I can cope with all situations .”

Wang Xiaofeng said with a smile: "The way to use this soul skill is exactly the same as the master's martial soul."

Oscar put his hands behind his back, looking like a lonely expert, "It's still different from Luo Sanpao, the clone is the clone, I am me, whoever is attacked will not transmit the damage to the other party."

The voice just fell.

With a bang.

The avatar immediately turned into a silver light and collapsed.

Under Oscar's speechless gaze, Wang Xiaofeng put down his palm innocently, "I didn't expect this thing to be so unprofessional."

Brother, don't even think about how strong you are, the mirror image beast will roll its eyes after being slapped like this by you.

Oscar opened his mouth, each of his mirror sausages needs at least 30.00% soul power.

Although it can be made ahead of time and stored for up to a year.

But now he really can't squeeze out any soul power to create mirror sausages.

Wang Xiaofeng also knew that he was at fault, so he pretended to be relaxed and said: "You must be very tired after absorbing the soul ring, I'll keep watch tonight, you should rest well."

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