Chapter 281 Tang San’s doubts (first update, 3000, please subscribe!)
"Are you leaving?" Ning Rongrong paused.
"I'm leaving." Fang Ling said calmly.
"Why don't you stay with the sect for two more days before leaving? I'll take you there..." Her tone was very tactful, but with the shy look on her face, her intentions were obvious.
"Let's talk about it later when we have time." Fang Ling stretched out his index and middle fingers and lightly tapped her forehead.
After a simple dinner, before leaving, Ning Rongrong came to say goodbye.
Fang Ling said: "I will come again tomorrow and give you a gift then."
"A gift? What gift?" Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up slightly. Could it be that Fang Ling was willing to respond to her feelings?
"You'll know when the time comes." Fang Ling smiled slightly.
Later, we are going to the far north and the far sea, so there will be less opportunities to come to Qibao Glazed Sect. It is almost time to give Qiluo Tulip to Ning Rongrong.
The next day, Fang Ling came again as promised.
In a relatively secluded place, he took out an herb that looked very extraordinary at first glance.
The rhizomes and leaves below are all vine tents, finely combed, and at the top is a golden tulip.
The rich scent of tulips permeates the air, which is not only fragrant and refreshing, but also gives people a sense of grandeur.
"What kind of flower is this?" Ning Rongrong had never seen such a plant before.
However, she has a head soul bone, and she can feel the extraordinary energy fluctuations from it through her mental power.
And judging from Fang Ling's solemn look, he was definitely an extremely precious treasure.
"The fairy grass Qiluo Tulip can absorb the essence of the world and the sun and the moon. With the help of Qiluo Tulip, your Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda may be upgraded to the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda." Fang Ling handed it over.
"Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda?!" Ning Rongrong let out a short and rapid scream and immediately covered her mouth.
He quickly rushed forward and hugged the person in front of him. For a moment, he couldn't find any words to express his inner excitement.
There is no need for Fang Ling to lie to her!
"Is this a betrothal gift?" Ning Rongrong asked with a blushing face after recovering a little.
"...It's just a gift between friends." Fang Ling shook his head gently and pushed her away.
"They're just friends~" Ning Rongrong's resistance was ineffective and she looked extremely disappointed.
Without paying attention to her changing expression, he told her how to take it:
"This flower cannot be swallowed. You need to suck the pistil gently and slowly take the essence into the body through the mouth. Then practice the soul power and walk slowly, so that the medicinal effect can spread throughout the limbs and bones."
Seeing her happy and disappointed look, Fang Ling was about to leave when Ning Rongrong suddenly said: "Can I go to Dugu Mansion to play with you in the future?"
He raised his eyebrows and said, "Yes! But I won't be at home most of the time. I may have to travel far away to practice."
"Are you traveling alone? Can I come with you?" Ning Rongrong asked eagerly.
Fang Ling's mind changed and he understood something.
He probably saw what Ning Rongrong meant. She probably wanted to be with him and wanted to cultivate a relationship in this way.
I wanted to refuse directly, but suddenly I remembered Poseidon's test.
Ning Rongrong also played a big role in it, especially in the seventh test, when Tang San pulled out the Poseidon Trident, he needed the assistance of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda
In this case, if Yan Yan wants to successfully pull out the Poseidon Trident, it is best to copy it.
After thinking briefly, Fang Ling refused and said: "My practice is quite difficult and I cannot allow others to follow me."
When the time comes to kill too much, they will face the siege of the ocean soul beasts, and no matter who they are, they will be just a burden.
Looking at the frustration on Ning Rongrong's face, he revealed another news:
"Yanyan and the others have other practices and will go to a place where they can grow quickly. For the sake of being friends, you can go with them."
"I know!" Ning Rongrong's eyes suddenly brightened, and a bright smile appeared on her face.
She couldn't put it down holding the fairy grass in her hand, and blessed: "Goodbye, I hope to see you grow even more next time!"
Fang Ling's words provided her with a new idea.
Since he refused to let go, he went to find Dugu Yan and the girls, and then established a good relationship to achieve his goal in a roundabout way.
"Thank you for your blessings, goodbye." Fang Ling didn't know what she was thinking, so he waved his hand at her and turned into a gray-gold stream of light across the sky.
At the same time, the city of killing.
The eight spider spears shimmering with cold light pierced a person, and the gurgling vitality was absorbed by Tang San, which was used to heal the wounds on his body.
According to Tang San's previous calculations, it would take too long to obtain Yum.
For geniuses, time is life. This would be a huge waste of talent. Neither Tang Hao nor Tang San could accept this result.
Scolding Fang Ling is useless in solving the problem.
They pondered for a long time, and Tang Hao brought Tang Xiao to the Slaughter City to interview the King of Slaughter. After some threats, Tang San obtained the qualification to capture people from the outer city of the Slaughter City and send them to the Killing Fields of Hell.
According to the rules of the Killing City, wanton killing was not allowed in the outer city.
This is also the last haven for many people who have no way to escape.
The remaining people in the Killing City are very weak, no more than level 40 or 50 at most.
But when pushed to the limit, dogs can jump over walls, and rabbits can bite people. Their combined fighting power is extremely impressive.
Tang San was nothing more than a talented soul king.
Even though he was a genius with twin martial arts, he was not able to react as quickly as Fang Ling when faced with attacks from many people, so he would be injured every time.
There is no healing soul bone, and the life attribute Blue Silver Emperor has not awakened. The eight spider spears that can absorb people's life force are the best healing tools.
In order to heal his injuries, Tang San could use the Eight Spider Spears to absorb life energy under Tang Hao's nose.
Tang Hao had no choice.
Healing soul bones were hard to find, and A Yin's hundred thousand year soul bone was stolen by some thief. It was impossible for Tang San to rest for too long due to physical injuries and waste time.
Time passes in constant hunting, killing and resting. Tang San's life was very ordinary, tying people from the outer city to the killing fields of hell, and after killing them, he returned to his small house to rest.
He must rest because his murderous aura is difficult to control.
Sitting cross-legged in the hut, waves of icy chills continued to spread throughout his body.
The huge murderous aura was always swirling around his body and affecting him.
It has been nearly a year since I came here, and there are still more than twenty games left before Yum wins the title of Hell Killing Fields Champion.
However, Tang San found that he seemed to be about to collapse, and the impact of murderous intent made his sanity crumbling.
There are many reasons, and not having a good head soul bone accounts for an important part of them.
The soul bone in Tang San's head now only has 18,000 years, which is far inferior to the "Skull of Condensed Wisdom" that was awarded in the Soul Master Competition.
Those who were killed were all crooked melons and cracked dates. The murderous intention that could be cultivated was not strong, but it could not stand the crowd.
It was nothing at first, but after Tang San killed more than a hundred people here, he found that the rising murderous aura began to affect his own will.
Therefore, besides participating in competitions, Tang San's main focus of cultivation was no longer to improve his own strength, but to suppress the increasingly powerful murderous intent.
Fortunately, his Xuantian Kung Fu was an authentic Xuanmen internal skill, which had the effect of warding off evil spirits. It was also assisted by the Purple Demon Eyes and head soul bones that could enhance mental strength, so he was not controlled by the thought of killing.
But this is only temporary.
In the past year, more than a thousand degenerates died in Tang San's hands?
Even though those people were inherently evil and depraved, Tang San would feel the murderous aura in his body increase a little more every time he killed someone.
And these murderous intentions are constantly affecting him invisibly.
By analogy, murderous intent is like water, and the will to control is like a dam made of soil and a concrete dam. The two have completely different toughness.
Fang Ling's will is a concrete dam that prevents the murderous tide from crossing the border.
Tang San's spiritual will was like an earth dam, leaking everywhere under the impact of the surging water flow, and his bloodthirsty emotions would inevitably show up.
As time went on, the killing aura became more and more obvious, as if he wanted to kill any creature he saw.
Killing someone at random is as easy as crushing an ant.
This is also consistent with his desire to achieve rapid progress.
There seems to be an evil thought in my heart that keeps talking, and the voice of nothingness echoes in my ears:
"Tang San, what are you still hesitating about?"
"I have traveled from the Tang Sect to this place and have twin martial souls, the Clear Sky Hammer and the Blue Silver Grass. I have learned from the master and passed down the "Xuantian Treasure Record". I have the wisdom of two worlds. How can I be willing to be killed by a person with a first-level innate martial spirit and a sickle? Ordinary little beggars step on them?”
"You are really willing to lose to Fang Ling!"
Hearing the flattering words, Tang San's lips curled up slightly, and he was secretly happy in his heart. But when he heard the last deafening and frightening roar, his expression turned ferocious in an instant, "Damn Fang Ling! Why are you everywhere?"
The voice was still seducing his will in his ears.
"Kill, suck it, suck all the life and soul power of everyone in the Killing City, return to Douluo Continent through the hell road, and kill the entire world!"
"The lives of all living beings will become your path..."
"No, no, no, I'm just for cultivation, I won't do anything to innocent people." Tang San resisted with difficulty.
After a long time, his eyes suddenly opened, and two red flame beams spewed out from the purple-based, bloody eyes.
It is not condensed, but more of an ionic state similar to flame.
This is a skill given to him after the soul bone of the red flame ape's head is combined with the purple demon pupil.
Spiritual fire can cause a burning effect on the enemy's spirit.
Exhausting mental energy and burning randomly to vent, Tang San took a few deep breaths: "The murderous aura is getting harder and harder to control."
"It would be great if I could get the skull from the Soul Master Competition. Eighteen thousand years is too low after all."
"God damn Fang Ling!" Thinking of this, Tang San couldn't restrain his murderous intention.
If it weren't for this bastard Fang Ling, maybe he would have won the final victory!
A complete head soul bone that is 50,000 years old, I wonder how much growth it can achieve!
The thought he just pulled back couldn't help but turn to Fang Ling.
He began to curse again.
This is his way of relieving stress.
For a long time, even Wuhun Palace was not as hated as Fang Linglai in his heart.
But I didn’t hate the wrong person either.
Fang Ling cut off the Hu Xiancao, cut off the 100,000-year-old right leg bone of the Hu Blue Silver King, cut off the head soul bone of the Hu Soul Master Competition, and beheaded the Blue Silver King...
It seriously interfered with Tang San's original growth path!
The unmatched frustration caused a huge change in his mind.
After finally calming down, the hateful figure was about to fade away, when Tang San suddenly thought of something:
"Father, when did Fang Ling's leg get repaired?"
"?" Tang Hao, who was guarding him, was stunned.
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