Chapter 57 Ninth Grade Zizhi
"Let me tell you, what is a young man in gorgeous clothes doing in this barren slum?"
"I never imagined that there would be people willing to rescue the Tang Clan orphans."
Tie Tang's words were extremely arrogant, but this did not mean that he looked down upon the elegant young man in front of him.
On the contrary, he had been involved in three religions and nine streams for many years, and his eyes flickered with fear.
He didn't believe that there was no power behind this young man.
If it were normal, facing such a noble young master, he would run as far as he could.
But that's not possible now. If he really takes away the Tang Clan orphan, the entire Iron Blood Sect will have trouble sleeping and eating.
For the current plan, the best choice for the Iron-Blooded Sect is to eradicate the two of them and die without evidence.
His eyes flashed fiercely, he waved his hand, and the Iron Blood Sect disciples following him immediately surrounded Beibei and Tang Ya.
Seeing the numerous dancing figures, Tang Ya felt desperate. Her slender fingers were filled with hidden weapons and flying blades, and she had already made up her mind to kill one without losing anything and kill two with a profit.
But before she took action, Beibei's leisurely voice sounded.
"I'm asking you to come with me, not to let you fight to the death with them."
"Yes..."
Tang Ya's voice just sounded, but suddenly stopped.
Because, within her field of vision, a golden dragon shape swept away and dispersed all the Iron Blood Sect disciples.
Even the young master of the Iron Blood Sect, Tie Tang, screamed and flew backwards after an explosion in the air.
During this process, Tang Ya didn't even see clearly how Beibei made the move.
Neither she nor Tie Tang had thought that this harmless-looking boy could be so powerful.
Tang Ya felt unspeakable envy in her heart. If she also had such a talent, maybe the sect would not go home and perish.
"Let's go."
On the way to the center of Tiandou City, Beibei proposed a deal to Tang Ya.
"Help me enter the Ice and Fire Eyes to collect fairy grass, and I will help you complete the second evolution of the martial soul, evolve from Blue Silver Grass to Blue Silver King, and get rid of the evil elements of the martial soul, how about that?"
Tang Ya, who was beside him, was shocked and said: "How do you know that there is... in my martial spirit?"
She couldn't help but be shocked. If others knew about it, they would definitely hunt her down as an evil soul master, and there would be no talk of reviving the sect.
"Don't be surprised. Situations like yours have happened before in Tang Sect's history."
"However, in recent years, the Tang Sect has declined and its classics have been seriously lost. You may not be aware of this."
"Four thousand years ago, at the time when the Sun-Moon Continent collided with the original continent, a holy war of unprecedented scale broke out between the Sun-Moon Empire and the three kingdoms of the original continent."
"In troubled times, strong men always appear. A soul master with the ultimate light attribute met the Tang Sect leader of that generation on the battlefield, and helped him get rid of the evil and dark elements of the martial soul, and evolved the Blue Silver King martial soul."< br>
Tang Ya was silent. The Tang Sect four thousand years ago was indeed quite powerful, and the heads of the Tang Sect of that generation were her direct ancestors.
"Only a few words are left about the records of the evolution of ancestors' martial spirits. I didn't expect that a soul master with extreme attributes is needed."
Then, she smiled sadly and said, "Does it mean that if I don't make this deal with you, I won't be able to enter Shrek Academy?"
Although I know that there is no good thing in the world for no reason, I still feel sad in my heart.
"No."
"This is just a deal between me and you. It doesn't matter whether you enter Shrek Academy or not."
"If you don't want to trade, there's nothing wrong with it. After all, I just want to experiment and don't have high hopes for you."
"After all, the two eyes of ice and fire are taboo and not a secret"
"After you've thought about it, just tell me." "Don't think about it!" Tang Ya's voice was decisive: "I'll go!"
She also wants to revive the Tang Clan and avenge her parents.
She needs stronger talent, she cannot degenerate into an evil soul master.
"Okay."
Under Beibei's leadership, the two of them turned in one direction and hurried away.
The destination is the sunset forest on the outskirts of Tiandou City.
In the former soul beast forest, there are no soul beasts left now.
On the outskirts of the forest, the poisonous gas of the Seven-Jue Phosphorus Flower ripples, forming a semi-natural and semi-artificial defensive poison miasma.
Stopping here, Beibei handed Tang Ya some necessities, including detoxifying pills, poison-avoiding grass, anti-poison soul mask, and most importantly... Tang San's tablet.
Following his instructions, Tang Ya raised Tang San's memorial tablet above her head, with a list of fairy grass pinned to her waist, and set off with a twitching corner of her mouth.
Even with Beibei's strength and golden dragon eyes, he could only look straight at Tang Ya for a quarter of an hour before losing sight of Tang Ya's back.
This kind of peeking even caused the poisonous miasma to backfire, and the thin seven-colored poisonous gas swept away until it was blocked by a layer of golden light.
The depth of the sunset forest is unknown, and the wait lasted from early morning to dusk.
When he met Tang Ya again, his body was covered with thorns and thorns, and his tight clothes were torn, but there was no sign of poisoning.
Beibei's strong soul power turned into strength, and he pulled out the thorns on her body, took out a coat, and handed it to her.
"How?"
Hearing this, Tang Ya hesitated for a moment, but still took out a purple Ganoderma lucidum from the belt storage soul guide on her waist.
"Nine-grade purple zhizhi, this one is only taken out, and it is not at the level of fairy grass."
"The immortal grass inside seems to be able to speak. They told me that many of the immortal products of the Ice and Fire Eyes are reserved for one person. Anyone who takes it by force will die!"
"According to your statement, the jelly grass cannot be picked, so you directly pulled out the ninth-grade purple zhizhi, which is second only to the jelly grass..."
After Tang Ya's narration, Beibei roughly understood the process of the poisonous miasma.
Only after Tang Ya revealed her identity as a relic of the Tang clan could she cross the outer barriers and enter the core.
It's a pity that I only got the qualification to know the explanation. Not to mention the fairy grass, I couldn't get any other things.
After forcibly picking up the purple zhizhi, they followed the marked path and turned back.
As for a little girl, how could she escape the pursuit of a hundred thousand-year-old plant-type soul beast?
This was also thanks to the tablet she held on her head. When she hit the plant spirit beast with it, the opponent was very wary, fearing that the tablet would be damaged at all.
Therefore, he was restricted everywhere. Even if a power so terrifying that his soul trembled, erupted from the Ice and Fire Eyes, it still could not be unleashed, allowing Tang Ya to escape.
The poisonous miasma on the outskirts of the Sunset Forest will not only prevent outsiders from entering, but will also prevent the intelligent plant-type soul beasts from escaping, which will actually benefit Tang Ya who broke in this time.
"It seems that if you want to pick immortal products, you need to attract the son of luck into the game after all." Beibei thought this way, looking at the ninth-grade purple zhi.
I also saw that the hand that was holding the ninth-grade Zizhi was particularly tight.
"Our deal remains valid."
With one sentence, Tang Ya's grip on the ninth-grade purple zhi became a little looser, and her worry became less.
"When will you help my martial spirit evolve into the Blue Silver King?"
(End of chapter)