The Unusual Number of Douluo

His mouth was trembling, and his eyes were filled with disbelief. Is this... still his own sea of ​​consciousness?

If Zhao Xuan's Sea of ​​Consciousness was only the size of a well before, it is now as vast as a pond, with an area more than ten times larger than before!

As if feeling it, Zhao Xuan, the primordial god, suddenly looked down at the place where he was sitting, his spirits shocked.

A white lotus platform did not know when he appeared under his seat. He was sitting on the green lotus at the moment. The seven white jade lotus petals around it were gently stretching, as if there was a silent sound. The breeze is blowing it.

Zhao Xuan keenly discovered that as long as the lotus bag moves lightly, the chaos around the sea of ​​consciousness will run wildly towards the outside world like a mouse meeting a cat.

"It turns out that this white lotus is not for oral use but for internal use." Yuan Shen Zhao Xuan murmured subconsciously.

Out of the silt but not stained, clear and clear but not demon.

For some reason, Zhao Xuan suddenly said such a sentence, even if this white lotus was just standing here, the surrounding chaos would not dare to invade it at all.

And Zhao Xuan, sitting on the lotus platform, found that before he noticed, his soul had suddenly grown a lot. The most obvious change was that he grew up from a child to his current juvenile appearance, even his ability to deal with chaos has also grown. A hundred times more.

Zhao Xuan was surprised by the great growth of the soul. This white lotus was really amazing, and it was thousands of times more amazing than the wisdom fruit.

Moreover, sitting on the lotus platform, Zhao Xuan could still feel that his soul was still growing, and the effect of this white lotus was far beyond his imagination.

"Zhao Xuan... Zhao Xuan..."

After the mood gradually calmed down, Zhao Xuan noticed the yelling, his heart moved and he quickly returned to his senses.

In the eyes of Binghuo Liangyi, Zhao Xuan stood there blankly. He didn't move for a long time, his eyes were dull. This worries Tang San badly, Zhao Xuan won't have any problems, right.

"I'm fine!"

Tang San panicked so much that Liu Shen had no master, and at this moment Zhao Xuan's slightly excited voice suddenly came.

Looking at it in a blink of an eye, Zhao Xuan's eyes had already recovered. He moved his body and was walking towards the shore of the Eyes of Ice and Fire.

After Zhao Xuan went ashore, Tang San quickly asked, "What happened just now?"

The smile at the corner of Zhao Xuan's mouth could hardly be restrained: "Of course it is a good thing?"

"Huh?" Tang San looked blank.

Zhao Xuan quickly told Tang San about the changes in the sea of ​​knowledge, but he was talking about the sea of ​​spirit.

Because of the purple magic pupil, although Tang San's mental power was good, he had not yet reached the point where he could open up a sea of ​​spirits.

However, Tang San always knew that his mental strength was soaring. There was a tangled look on his face. Could it be that he had remembered it incorrectly, and the senior Jianghu who had a pure white lotus in his previous life had not recorded these changes.

After thinking about it, Tang San shook his head again, that senior can only carry this world-cleaning white lotus, not the state of active white lotus like Zhao Xuan.

Perhaps the real role of this white lotus is to act on the spirit.

"But..." Tang San frowned, and Zhao Xuan looked at him instantly.

He went on to say: "Since the white lotus has changed, I don't know if its function has changed."

Zhao Xuan's face condensed, and then he smiled freely, "It doesn't matter if it is gone, after all, the benefits are already good."

Zhao Xuan is indeed very happy. If his divine consciousness can only be compared with the spiritual spirit masters who are new to the Contra level, then his current divine consciousness cultivation has entered the realm of the titled Douluo, and the physical cultivation To stand on the same position.

Tang San shook his head, curiosity appeared in his eyes, which made Zhao Xuan panic inexplicably.

He glanced around the surroundings for a few times, his eyes suddenly lit up, then he raised his head and said to Zhao Xuan: "Zhao Xuan! Let's do an experiment!"

"Guru."

Zhao Xuan swallowed, and the panic in his heart suddenly increased.

"What experiment?" Zhao Xuan asked tremblingly.

"You see there are so many poisons here, otherwise we will try your body's current anti-toxicity." Tang San looked at Zhao Xuan expectantly.

"That's not good, what if this white lotus doesn't work now?" Zhao Xuan shrank his neck and looked at Tang San with a grin.

Tang San's eyes burned: "No, there are so many medicinal materials here, and you can definitely find the corresponding antidote."

He paused, then continued: "Otherwise I will give you the antidote first, and then you will try again."

Zhao Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, but still felt a little frightened in his heart. What if the Purifying White Lotus doesn't work?What if the Miscellaneous Antidote is wrong?

Zhao Xuan was panicked, but seeing Tang San's expectant look, he gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Fine! But you have to be careful when you configure the antidote, don't make any mistakes."

Tang San's eyes lit up suddenly, and he quickly said:"

Don't worry, there is no problem!Even if you step into the ghost gate with half your foot, I can make you come alive."

Hearing that, Zhao Xuan's body stiffened, and the courage that he had finally risen in his heart suddenly disappeared. You said that, my heart is even more meaningless.

Chapter 121

"Little San, are you sure there is no problem?" Zhao Xuan's face was pale, and he looked at the poisonous weed dangling in front of him with some fear.

The poisonous weed that Tang San handed over was named Qi Ri Zui. It was pitch black, with only four forearm-length leaves, with jagged edges and dark yellow roots.

According to Tang San's description, after taking this poisonous plant, its toxins will gradually invade human blood, skin, bones, and internal organs. This process takes about seven days in total.

Within seven days, the pain gradually increased every day, and on the seventh day, people even fainted with pain and died in a coma.

The drunkenness here is actually more appropriate to say that it is coma.

Tang San promised: "Absolutely no problem, you see, I am ready for the cure!"

Tang San shook the medicinal herb he was holding in his other hand. Compared to Seven Days Drunk, that medicinal herb looked inconspicuous, and it didn't feel much different from the weeds on the roadside.

Zhao Xuan was a little worried. How did he think that this herb was like a weed on the roadside, Xiao San, you must not be mistaken?!

"Little San, should we try another herb with less toxicity?" Zhao Xuan made the last struggle, showing a pitiful look.

Tang San sighed helplessly: "Why don't you believe me!"

Zhao Xuan cried and said weakly, "Can't we make progress gradually?"

"Those low-toxic poisonous weeds are useless to you!"

Seeing that Tang San couldn't be stunned, Zhao Xuan had no choice but to admit his fate. After receiving the seven-day drunk that Tang San handed over, Zhao Xuan hesitated for a while, and Zhao Xuan gritted his teeth and swallowed it.

"Bah! It's bitter!"

Zhao Xuan's nose, eyes and mouth were squeezed together, and a strong sense of bitterness filled his mouth.