The Legend of Su Yuntao of Douluo

Dugu Bo sighed softly after hearing this, and said nothing more. As a titled Douluo, he naturally has his own judgment. Bai He is Tang Yuehua's uncle, but Tang Yuehua has been very prosperous in Tiandou City for so many years. But he ignored him.

With Tang Yuehua's ability and background, it was a trivial matter to secretly support her uncle with some money. Unfortunately, judging from her performance over the years, she didn't take her uncle to heart at all.

Don't talk about the reasons for Wuhun Palace's suppression. If Tang Yuehua really wants to help her uncle, then there are always more ways than difficulties. On the contrary, if she doesn't care about her uncle at all, then anything can be used as an excuse.

"Lao Yang, if you want to be more open-minded, the Haotian Sect's gang can use their single-plank bridge, and we can use our sunshine path."

"Alas!" Yang Wudi sighed: "This matter originally had nothing to do with me. I just felt unworthy for Old Bai He. I think he really cared deeply about the three Tang Yuehua brothers and sisters, especially for this Tang Yuehua. I’m so pampered to the heavens…Oh!”

"Okay." Dugu Bo changed the subject and said, "We won't consider Yuexuan. It's just that the murderous issue between you and the little monster, Lao Yang, is not easy to solve."

"Old Poison, actually controlling murderous aura is not a particularly difficult problem."

"Oh?" Dugu Bo and Yang Wudi said in unison: "Little monster, what can you do?"

Su Yuntao smiled and said, "Thunder, rain, and dew are all gifts from heaven. Every dip and drink are all cultivation."

There was a hint of astonishment in the eyes of Dugu Bo and Yang Wudi. Su Yuntao, this little monster, could always say some strange but philosophical words.

"To completely control the murderous intention, Lao Yang and I only need to gain inner peace. Over time, the murderous intention will naturally stabilize."

"Little monster, do you have any specific plans?"

"Travel thousands of miles and read thousands of books. I have walked thousands of miles many years ago. In the past two years, I have prepared to read books on various aspects of Douluo Continent to cultivate my sentiments and broaden my horizons. In this way, murderous aura will naturally grow over time. It can be easily controlled.”

Dugu Bo's eyes lit up, Su Yuntao's plan indeed had the possibility of success, and the possibility of success was very high.

"Little monster, you choose to study, what about me?"

Su Yuntao said calmly: "Old Yang, just study with me."

"No, no, no!" Yang Wudi quickly waved his hand and said, "I haven't read a book since I was eighteen years old. Now I am seventy or eighty years old. If you ask me to study, I will get a big headache."

In fact, for soul masters, the period before the age of eighteen is almost the only time in their lives when they can study hard. The path of cultivation is extremely difficult. Soul masters must try their best to reach a higher realm while their energy and blood are still strong. .

For low-end soul masters, if they cannot break through level 30 before the age of thirty, they will be stuck at level 29 for the rest of their lives. For strong men like Yang Wudi, if they cannot break through level 90 before the age of seventy, then they will be stuck at level 29 for the rest of their lives. They will all be stuck at level eighty-nine.

Sometimes as long as you work a little harder, that's the difference between an eighty-ninth-level Soul Douluo and a ninety-fifth-level Titled Douluo. Although the difference between the two seems to be only a few levels, the ninety-level soul Douluo with the ninth soul ring A fifth-level titled Douluo is much stronger than an eighty-ninth-level Soul Douluo.

The path of cultivation is often a matter of slight differences and a thousand miles lost. If you seize the opportunity, then after breaking through level 90, even if your potential is fully exhausted, you can still reach level 95 through time. If you do not seize the opportunity, then You will be stuck at level 89 until you die.

It is precisely because the journey of training is so cruel that the only opportunity for soul masters to learn is when they are young. At this time, soul masters are still underage and their bodies are still developing, so they cannot withstand too much training intensity.

If you forcibly increase the intensity of training, it will backfire, causing muscle strain and deformed growth of young soul masters at the least, or completely cutting off the path of cultivation in the worst case.

For this reason, the major forces will not arrange too much training time when the soul master is young. Of course, the precious time will not be wasted.

All major forces will arrange special cultural courses to improve the cultural level of soul masters so that they can read and write and increase their knowledge.

It's just that not every soul master academy is like this. There are many rubbish soul master academies on the mainland that have no cultural courses at all. This has resulted in many so-called free soul masters who are not only illiterate, but also of extremely poor quality.

Here I would like to focus on criticizing Ma Hongjun, Oscar and Xiao Wu. In fact, none of the three of them have read books.

Su Yuntao smiled when he heard this and said: "In that case, Lao Yang, you will travel thousands of miles, travel throughout the continent, and see the customs and customs, so as to make your mentality more stable."

Yang Wudi nodded, "Little monster, what you said is indeed a good suggestion. I once traveled to the mainland when I was young, and now I just want to go and see how different the mainland is today."

"Lao Yang, this matter is not urgent at this moment. I have an idea and want to ask you and Lao Duwu what they think."

"what idea."

Su Yuntao activated the storage soul guide and took out two kinds of flowers and plants.

"Five thousand years of snow lotus, eight thousand years of ginseng!" Yang Wudi's eyes lit up with excitement as he looked at these flowers and plants.

What Su Yuntao took out were just two kinds of herbs picked casually around the Binghuo Liangyi Eyes. Although the five thousand year old snow lotus and the eight thousand year old ginseng were of high value, they were not even spiritual herbs.

"Little monster, what are your thoughts?" Dugu Bo asked.

"Lao Yang's Po clan is good at refining medicine, and I have a large number of spiritual herbs in my hands. Old Poison, there is no shortage of ginseng and snow lotus in your medicine garden. How can you miss it under such conditions?"

When Yang Wudi and Dugubo heard this, they immediately understood that they were going to join forces to do something big.

"Little monster, how many herbs do you have in your hand?"

Su Yuntao smiled and said: "Old Yang, you have to ask Old Poison about this."

Yang Wudi's eyes instantly fell on Dugu Bo.

Looking at Yang Wudi's hot gaze, Dugu Bo said slowly: "The snow lotus and ginseng you mentioned in my medicine garden, Old Yang, must be several tons."

In an instant, Yang Wudi's eyes darkened and he almost fainted.

"Old...poison, are you kidding me?"

Dugu Bo picked up the snow lotus and looked at it carefully, "Old Yang, is this thing really worth a lot of money?"

"That's natural."

"My garden is full of them, literally tons of them."

"Oh my god!" Yang Wudi looked up to the sky and sighed, "Little monster! Old poisoner! We are about to get rid of it! With these herbs, I can make tons and tons of good elixirs. I'm afraid it won't take more than two In three years, the three of us will become the richest people in the entire Douluo Continent."