Douluo: Steal Tang San's luck and become stronger!

"This piece, just consider it as my gift to you!"

"The big guy is an elemental spirit. He is of little use to the Earth Soul Crystal fragments that have life power. It is better for you to keep it for the time being."

As Qingzhu spoke, the green light of the bamboo flute on his waist became brighter, and a green fragment of the heart of the earth slowly floated out of it.

The fragment flew straight towards Tang Lan and fell directly into Tang Lan's palm.

Looking at the emerald pattern on the palm of his hand gradually fading, Tang Lan's face was filled with surprise and joy.

I thought that when Sali saw this thing, he would involuntarily want to merge with it. After all, with the two pieces in his body, this is already the third fragment.

But the expected thing did not happen. Sali just nodded, agreeing with Qingzhu's proposal.

After Tang Lan possessed the fragment of the Heart of the Earth, his aura began to gradually change.

He could clearly feel that the muscles and tendons in his body were repairing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even some minor injuries were repaired.

This is a hidden injury left by several previous battles, and it will take a long time to fully recover.

But after possessing this fragment of life, all the injuries were repaired.

It even happened by chance that it solidified the foundation of Tang Lan's worries.

"Thank you, Senior Qingzhu. All my hidden injuries have been healed!"

Tang Lan thanked Qingzhu from the bottom of her heart.

However, just as he finished speaking, he discovered that the entire courtyard, including the bamboo forest and the hill outside, were withering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a few dozen breaths, everything returned to its previous desolation, as if everything was really just an illusion.

Only Tang Lan knew that it was because he had taken away the fragment of life from the heart of the earth.

As a trace of sadness rose in his heart, Tang Lan also secretly vowed to restore this place to its original state.

In addition to the reason of wanting to leave here, another reason is to repay Qingzhu's kindness.

As Tang Lan got to know Shali better, he found that this elemental spirit was very easy to get along with. He didn't know what lies were and only treated people sincerely.

Such a friend is more trustworthy than those human friends in the outside world.

Although Tang Lan didn't say it, she was very touched by this guy's unconditional trust in her.

"This place will disappear sooner or later. It's just a matter of time."

"If we can gather all the fragments of the Heart of the Earth, there will still be a chance to restore life here. There is no need to be sad about some things."

Qingzhu, on the contrary, saw things more clearly than Tang Lan.

But at this moment, her figure is becoming more and more blurred. Without the power bestowed by the life fragments, the time she can appear in the open will also be reduced.

After saying this, he actually completely drilled into the bamboo flute and restored his original appearance as a spirit of the instrument.

"This is actually a semi-artifact!"

The bamboo flute slowly floated into Tang Lan's hands. Feeling the strange power coming from it, Tang Lan exclaimed.

"If I want to get out, I need to become your spirit and take me out in your name!"

"Now I am willing to make a Mahayana contract with you and become your weapon spirit. Tang Lan is very special."

"Among all the human cultivators I have ever met, he is the only one with a sincere heart. Becoming your weapon spirit will not be a disgrace to Qing Lei Xiao and me."

After Qingzhu finished speaking, a ray of soul light glanced in front of Tang Lan, and then slowly penetrated into the center of Tang Lan's eyebrows.

Contained in this is a wisp of Qingzhu's soul. The contract signed using the soul will enable Qing Leixiao and Tang Lan to communicate with each other's minds, and they will be able to truly use their own hands as if they were their own.

"So this bamboo flute is called Qinglei Xiao?"

Tang Lan stroked the Qinglei Xiao in his hand and found that there were indeed tiny blue lightning streaks on it.

This thing feels warm to the touch, and there is a faint sound of wind and thunder.

I don’t know what Qingzhu felt, but he felt a little ashamed and didn’t continue speaking.

After a long while, he explained with some hesitation: "The Qinglei Xiao is forged with the main material of the evergreen thunder bamboo. Blowing the Qinglei Xiao can trigger thousands of blue thunders, which has a great restraining ability against evil monsters."

"After thousands of years of nurturing, it has now been promoted to a semi-divine weapon."

After listening to Qingzhu's introduction, Tang Lan nodded, and understood the general abilities and uses of Qinglei Xiao.

But there was one thing that Tang Lan was a little embarrassed to say, and that was that he knew absolutely nothing about music.

If you want to play this bamboo flute, you may need to count your breaths for a while.

This time, the third fragment of the Heart of the Earth was successfully harvested, and the process was particularly smooth.

In Tang Lan's opinion, such a good thing would probably never happen again in the entire fourth level.

"I know there is a cave in the northeast. A rock crystal scorpion king lives in it. That guy also has a fragment in his body."

Qingzhu thought for a long time, then told Tang Lan.

Compared with Shali, the green bamboo in this area is obviously more powerful.

But soon Qingzhu said another piece of news that made Tang Lan's face gradually become serious.

Then he said, "The Rock Crystal Scorpion King lives two thousand meters underground. It is not easy to find it."

"There are millions of rock crystal scorpions living in the caves. Their aggressiveness is many times stronger than that of the red flame scorpions."

"Since the terrain below is relatively narrow, even the sand force will be greatly restricted and will not be able to exert much strength."

"From now on, it's all up to you, Tang Lan!"

There is a hint of encouragement in this sentence.

Although Tang Lan received such encouragement from such a beautiful woman, he did not feel the slightest joy in his heart.

As the soul beasts and elemental spirits he encountered became more and more powerful, Tang Lan's confidence in defeating them gradually decreased.

Especially when encountering Sandy and the Lord of Ashes, Tang Lan was only 50% confident.

At this moment, he felt more and more that he needed to improve his strength as quickly as possible. After all, his ancient dragon martial spirit had not yet been equipped with a spirit ring.

"Don't worry, with me here, the Rock Crystal Scorpion King will never be able to escape!"

Tang Lan assured.

After a short rest here, Tang Lan followed Sali to the poisonous fog valley in the northeast.

According to the information provided by Qingzhu, the poisonous fog there was reddish purple in color, and was a powerful poisonous fog that was a mixture of fire poison and deadly poison.

If it weren't for the naturally poisonous fog, even a powerful soul beast would be threatened after entering it.

Therefore, over the years, basically no living creatures would go to the Poison Mist Valley.

Those rock crystal scorpions would not stray too far from their own territory, and the two sides had always kept to themselves.

With the giant sand force as a means of transportation, Tang Lan quickly arrived outside the poisonous fog valley.

Qing Zhu's voice sounded at the right time: "Blow the Qing Lei Xiao, the power of Qing Lei can open up a path for us to isolate the surrounding poisonous fog."

After hearing this, Tang Lan's face showed a hint of embarrassment and he hesitated for a moment.

This scene was obviously discovered by Qingzhu. Ning Xian, who knew Tang Lan best, coughed and suggested, "As long as it can be blown, the Qinglei Xiao's Qinglei power can be released."

Hearing this, Tang Lan had no choice but to step forward.

Then he put the Qinglei Xiao to his lips, made up his mind, and had to go ahead with it.

But soon the surroundings were filled with a strange atmosphere, and Tang Lan's blowing did not make any sound.