Planting a sacred tree from Douluo

Chapter 11 Hell Difficulty Start
Before people die, countless past memories before birth will appear in front of them. When all the memories of this life disappear, that is when people enter the cycle of life and death.

Memories of the past kept reappearing in Fang Yuan's mind, and kept turning into nothingness. His body and consciousness became heavier and heavier.

Endless tiredness welled up in his heart, like tidal water, trying to swallow him up.

Eternal night swept in, and he was like a drowning man, about to fall into the boundless darkness...

"woke up?"

A hoarse voice sounded in the darkness, and the surrounding dark world collapsed instantly, and the slightly dazzling light made it difficult for Fang Yuan to open his eyes for a while.

After his eyes got used to it, Fang Yuan realized that he was in a dark room at the moment.

The whole person was lying weakly on the hard and cold bed, his hands were covered in plaster, and his whole body was covered with bandages. In the corner of the room, a hunchbacked body was standing in front of the table, not knowing what to do.

"What is this..."

As if sensing Fang Yuan's awakening, the stooped old man turned around, Fang Yuan was startled by the old and familiar face.

"Yes, it's you!"

"I see despair in your eyes, it seems that you really don't want to see me."

Mo Shen sneered, and continued to fiddle with the things in his hand.

It was a clay pot, and the pot was full of red-red inexplicable substances, like flesh and blood, and also like medicinal juice.

"Indeed, after all, he saw his life-and-death enemy, so it's normal to show such an expression."

"But there's no need for you to show that look to me. Don't worry, the bishop is not dead, and neither are you. I'm the one who really lost something, right?"

Mo Shen stopped what he was fiddling with, and walked up to Fang Yuan with a bone stick. Under Fang Yuan's eyes of resistance, he opened Fang Yuan's mouth, and forcibly poured the contents of the clay pot into Fang Yuan. in the mouth.

"This is a mixture of Red Blood Flower and Huangquanlu (Bloody Mary). It is a rare and good thing for repairing injuries."

Huang Quanlu?
The mixture was a bit salty and a bit sour. Almost immediately after entering the mouth, the strong smell of blood pervaded Fang Yuan's sense of taste and smell.

But when Fang Yuan heard the name of the thing he drank clearly, his face suddenly turned pale, and he wanted to vomit!
"I advise you not to vomit. After all, your bones are broken now, and your legs and feet are inconvenient. If you vomit all over yourself, I won't wipe it for you."

"And looking at you, you seem to know what Huang Quanlu is."

Mo Shen put down the empty can, and looked at Fang Yuan, who was pale and retching, with great interest: "But I'm more curious, how did you get rid of the blood tiger?"

"The blood tiger was bred by me with the thousand-year-old shadow black tiger. Although it is only a thousand-year-old soul beast, the special innate skills of the shadow black tiger may not be its opponent even if it is a soul master or a soul sect."

"And you survived from its grasp."

"No, you not only survived, you killed it!"

Mo Shen suddenly approached Fang Yuan, his old and ugly face was almost close to Fang Yuan's, and his hazy eyes were full of undisguised greed.

The left hand, which looked like a monster, grabbed Fang Yuan's arm bound with plaster, with a firm tone.

"You are twin martial souls, right?"

"!!!"

Fang Yuan's pupils constricted, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, trying to stay calm.

But seeing Fang Yuan's appearance like this, Mo Shen just burst out laughing.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it!"

"It's true that the sky never stops me, the sky never stops me!"

"I originally thought that you just have the eyes of a pair of Martial Souls, which is the key to breaking through to the Soul Emperor. I didn't expect you to have twin Martial Souls!"

"Being able to defeat the blood tiger, your second martial soul must be extremely powerful. Innately full of soul power, twin martial souls, hahahahahaha, soon, all of these will be mine, all will be mine!"

Mo Shen glanced at the pale Fang Yuan, laughed and turned to leave.

With a bang, the pitch-black door was closed tightly, which blew out the only burning candle in the room, causing it to flicker extremely.

The dark space was filled with a rotten stench, Fang Yuan gritted his teeth, trying to struggle, but there was nothing he could do.

At this moment, he felt as if his body had a high fever, and his whole body was weak. Except for a pair of eyes, other organs could not move at all.

However, although his physical body was seriously injured, fortunately, he was in a coma for a long time, which replenished his exhausted mental strength.

"Writing round eyes!"

Fang Yuan took a deep breath, opened Sharingan, and observed the surrounding situation.

This is an almost completely enclosed room, except for a small window in the upper right corner for ventilation, there is only a small table left in the entire room.

The scarlet eyes were so conspicuous in the dark, but unexpectedly, his soul ring did not emerge with the opening of Sharingan.

Not only that, his only 'spiritual shock' soul skill seemed to have disappeared at this moment, completely useless.

Fang Yuan was startled, but soon he calmed down.

His martial soul is still there, and after the evil soul master discovered that he was a twin martial soul, it was obvious that he was not just trying to take his Sharingan.

It is very possible that what he wants is himself!

Devouring, seizing, or other methods...

However, for now, Fang Yuan's condition is not bad.

While the spirit is still there, there are only two situations that can invalidate one's own spirit ring and spirit skills.

One: I have been hit by a sealing-like soul skill.

Two: External force limit!

Fang Yuan is very aware of his current state. He is seriously injured and unable to move, but he doesn't have too many problems with his mental strength, so the probability of having a sealing-type soul ability in his body is not high.

And if the external force is limited...

Fang Yuan took a deep breath. He recalled that in Douluo Continent, there is really a place where soul ring and soul skills can be restricted.

Moreover, the guys living in that place happen to be crazy and violent guys like evil soul masters.

The most chaotic and bloody area in the Douluo Continent is also the inheritance place of God Shura, one of the five god kings of the God Realm Committee and the head of the three law enforcement gods!
Killing capital!
Fang Yuan took a deep breath, his current situation can be regarded as the worst start.

When his strength was weakest, he was seriously injured and captured, and he was still captured by the evil soul master who coveted his body.

but.

This situation, which was almost fatal, has turned into a turning point because of the unique geographical environment at this moment...

(End of this chapter)