Douluo: My Wuhun is actually myself

Song Wuque looked at Bibi Dong's beautiful face with a look of confusion.

Then he smiled and said: "Sister Pope is also very fast. Now the death of the Tang family's father and son is known to everyone in the world. On my way back, I heard a lot of people talking about this matter. Even many ordinary people know it. Yes, it’s really amazing, haha.”

"Our Spirit Hall's power is spread all over the world. Wherever there are people, there are traces of our Spirit Hall. Isn't this a trivial matter? What's so surprising? Please tell me what's going on with the elders? I want to know this. "Bibi Dong urged.

Bibi Dong couldn't help but be curious and surprised.

You must know that it is extremely difficult for every titled Douluo to level up again, and some people are even stuck in the same place for a lifetime.

However, after the five elders went out with Song Wuque and came back, all of them were promoted.

If there were only a few promotions, it could be understood that the elder was already about to be promoted, and he just happened to be promoted.

But it would be too abnormal for five elders to upgrade at the same time.

This can only explain that Song Wuque had some special means to help the five elders break through the bottleneck.

However, the five elders remained tight-lipped and refused to reveal anything, so Bibi Dong had no choice but to ask Song Wuque.

Song Wuque said: "The reason why several elders have improved their cultivation is because they all took great tonics. That is a rare treasure from heaven and earth that I got by chance, here~"

Song Wuque said, took out a jade box and handed it to Bibi Dong.

"What is it?" Bibi Dong took the jade box and asked curiously.

Song Wuque said: "This box contains a precious grass called Jiupin Zhizhi. Jiupin Zhizhi is not on the same level as the rare treasures taken by the five elders. It is several times more precious than those. It is in this world It is a rare treasure. I will give this treasure grass to my sister."

"Are you serious?" Bibi Dong's face was slightly moved, but he soon regained his composure.

"Of course." Song Wuwei nodded.

Bibi Dong gently opened the jade box with her slender jade fingers.

A lavender fairy grass lies in the jade box.

I saw that the top of this rare plant was unfolded like an umbrella, and below it was an emerald-like neck. The stem had nine leaves and the whole body was purple. It was the ninth-grade purple zhizhi.

Bibi Dong's eyes shone.

"What a beautiful Ganoderma lucidum, how do you take it?" she asked excitedly.

"Pick the Ganoderma lucidum from the stem and swallow it directly. Of course, if you are not afraid of choking, the stem should also be edible..."

"Okay, then you will protect me."

As Bibi Dong spoke, she decisively picked off the Ganoderma lucidum, put it into her mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it.

"Aren't you afraid of being poisoned? What if I harm you?" Seeing Bibi Dong's resolute manner, Song Wuque was stunned for a moment.

"Nonsense, can you poison me? Don't you know what my martial spirit is?" Bibi Dong said, then sat cross-legged on the futon, closed her eyes and refined the potion.

That's right, Bibi Dong's martial spirits are the Death Spider Emperor and the Soul-Eating Spider Emperor.

Every martial spirit is extremely poisonous, and it is indeed rare for something to be poisonous to her.

It's natural for her to have this confidence.

What's more, anyone who is not a fool can feel the huge energy contained in the ninth-grade purple zhi, let alone Bibi Dong, who is a level 99 peerless Douluo.

Bibi Dong was currently undergoing the Rakshasa God Ninth Exam. Her strength could only reach level 98, but her vision and confidence were incomparable.

Originally, this ninth-grade purple mushroom was given to Yu Xiaogang by the Tang Shenwang in the original work to help him repair the flaws of his martial spirit and break the curse that prevented him from breaking through level 29.

But now, Song Wuque gave the ninth-grade purple zhi to Bibi Dong.

As for Yu Xiaogang, if Song Wuque didn't kill him, his life would be in danger.

Bibi Dong had helped him, not to mention other things, but the fact that he helped him protect the old village chief after he disappeared was worthy of this ninth-grade purple mushroom.

With Bibi Dong's strength, refining the ninth-grade purple zhi is a piece of cake.

In just a few minutes, Bibi Dong opened her eyes and stood up with a look of surprise on her face.

She looked inside.

I found that my soul power, which was already at the peak of level 99, had improved a bit.

But that's not the most important thing.

The most important thing is that she found that the hidden wounds left by her years of practice had actually healed.

The two martial spirits are also harmonious and coexist in great harmony.

At this time, she only felt as light as a swallow, as if she was about to float away in the wind.

She looked at Song Wuque and said extremely seriously: "Song Wuque, this treasure grass is very good. I, Bibi Dong, owe you a favor. Is there anything you want?"

"I want to be the master of Wuhun Palace..."

"Go away!"

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