Douluo: Take Tang San to fight Gangzi

Chapter 261 Fighting God Cloak
"Brother Lin, why don't you just not sell the soul bone and sell this spiritual herb to Uncle Ning?"

Tang San thought about it and realized that the power behind this auction seemed very powerful. What if he encountered danger?
It’s better to sell it to someone you trust.

"But for Uncle Ning, this Lingmai grass is not suitable. I think I can give Uncle Ning Witch Hazel."

"Witch hazel absorbs the essence of starlight, and its leaves are like golden threads of starlight interwoven together. After Uncle Ning takes it and meditates, he will be able to guide the starlight to descend into his martial soul, with a high probability of allowing his martial soul to evolve into the Eight Treasure Glazed Tower."

"However, the fact that he was able to evolve to the Eight Treasure Glazed Pagoda is also due to Uncle Ning's accumulation of experience. He has been stuck at the soul power level of level 79 for a long time."

Tang San felt that this spiritual herb was not of much use, it only slightly improved Ning Fengzhi's physical fitness and martial spirit.

If I have to say, it is far less precious than the Polygonatum odoratum that Yufeng and Osro eat.

In the final analysis, the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda was originally a top-level auxiliary martial spirit with only seven rings but capable of assisting Titled Douluo masters.

It is a kind of war god with a specialization in one area, an auxiliary martial spirit with many strengths but obvious weaknesses.

If this spiritual herb could make up for even a little bit of its shortcomings, it would be enough to bring about a qualitative change in the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower.

"Okay, then give me this spiritual herb. Ning Rongrong and I will go find Uncle Ning and sell it to him."

Xiao Lin nodded, then took the witch hazel and learned how to take it.

"By the way, Brother Lin, if there's something good, you can let me bid for it. If I bid for it, it means that's what I want, and you can buy it for me when the time comes."

Tang San thought of something and said seriously.

"Okay, don't worry."

Xiao Lin agreed, turned around and went into his own box, then explained to Ning Rongrong the value of witch hazel.

"What!? Brother Xiao Lin, are you saying that this magical herb can allow Dad's martial soul to evolve into the Eight Treasure Glazed Tower?"

In the box, Ning Rongrong exclaimed as she stared at the witch hazel in Xiao Lin's hand.

"Well, I'm worried that I won't have enough money to buy things, so please take me to see Uncle Ning. I want to sell some things for some money."

Xiao Lin spoke frankly without hiding anything.

“Hey, Brother Xiao Lin, my money is your money, how could it be not enough.”

Ning Rongrong gave Xiao Lin a reproachful look, then took Xiao Lin out of the box without any hesitation.

She remembered that her father's box was No. 1, and she had to sell this magical herb to Brother Xiao Lin for a good price.

After a long time.

In Box 1.

Ning Fengzhi, Gu Rong and Chen Xin all stared at the witch hazel in Xiao Lin's hand with great curiosity.

"Xiao Lin, is what Rongrong said true?"

Ning Fengzhi could never have imagined that he could evolve his martial soul into the Eight Treasures Glazed Tower in this life?

"Uncle Ning, the fairy grass is just a supplement. The greater effect is Uncle Ning's accumulated strength."

Xiao Lin didn't dare to say too much about Ning Fengzhi, this cunning man.

"It doesn't matter. Although this magical herb is not as good as Rongrong's, it is also a priceless treasure."

"But you have Rongrong's money, so why would you worry about not having enough money?"

Ning Fengzhi looked at Xiao Lin with a smile, and became more and more satisfied the more he looked.

"Uncle Ning, you must be joking. How can I take Rongrong's money?"

Xiao Lin told the truth that he had only met Ning Rongrong a few times, so how could he possibly ask for her money.

"Hey, Dad, just give me the money."

Ning Rongrong's pretty face turned red when she was looked at by several elders. Suddenly, the little witch got angry and started to act coquettishly. Ning Fengzhi couldn't stop her.

"Well, Xiao Lin's fairy grass is inestimable in value, and I don't have enough money to buy it. So, I'll give you all the money I have prepared to buy the item. What do you think?"

Ning Fengzhi said generously. In his mind, if Witch Hazel really had the effect of making the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower evolve, then it wouldn't matter if he didn't buy any items next time.

"Okay, thank you Uncle Ning."

Xiao Lin was naturally very grateful, but at this moment Ning Rongrong had become a leaky little cotton-padded jacket.

"Dad, the money is not enough, why don't you ask Grandpa Gu to take it for you?"

Ning Rongrong is well aware of Gu Rong's spatial means.

Getting the money is just a matter of a moment.

"Ah, this..." Xiao Lin felt a little embarrassed, and said hurriedly: "I dare not trouble His Majesty the Bone Douluo, the money Uncle Ning is going to use to buy the items must be enough."

In the end, Xiao Lin took all of Ning Fengzhi's money and dragged Ning Rongrong out of the box.

"Haha, Xiao Lin is a good kid."

Ning Fengzhi lay on the sofa in the box, squinting his eyes and smiling.

"Feng Zhi, you'd better absorb the magic grass quickly and make sure the effect doesn't disappear."

Gu Rong didn't want to talk about Ning Rongrong being kidnapped by Xiao Lin, so he quickly asked Ning Fengzhi to absorb the magic grass.

"Yes, yes, Uncle Gu."

Ning Fengzhi agreed and started taking witch hazel.

Inside the box, Chen Xin kept staring at the direction where Xiao Lin left for a long time, unable to come back to his senses.

Does this guy Xiao Lin have the ability to threaten me?

How can this be?

Chen Xin's face appeared calm, but deep down inside he was in turmoil like the waves of a raging sea.

As a sword fanatic, Sword Douluo Chen Xin is extremely sensitive to everything around him.

Ever since he saw Xiao Lin's Flaming Heart last time, he began to think about turning his soul power into a rotating core.

Sure enough, he was halfway successful.

Then his strength also grew rapidly.

The soul core was half condensed, making his sword energy more powerful and his perception of the surroundings clearer.

Xiao Lin definitely has terrifying abilities that are enough to hurt him.

However, after thinking that Xiao Lin was the grandson of Master Xiao Yan, Chen Xin felt relieved.

How could Master Xiao Yan not give Xiao Lin a treasure to protect himself?
……

On the other side, Xiao Lin returned to the box and began to look at all his money.

"Forty-two million gold soul coins, is this all?"

Ning Rongrong, a girl who grew up in the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, was very sensitive to money and she calculated all the money Xiao Lin had in one go.

"You still think this much money is not enough?"

Xiao Lin was immediately filled with questions.

It would probably take a Titled Douluo like Dugu Bo several lifetimes to earn this much money.

The Nine Treasures Glazed Sect is still rich.

No wonder the Spirit Hall wants to destroy the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect.

Okay, okay, I can’t compare to a rich woman like you.

Xiao Lin thought that since he had so much money, he should be able to afford some nice things.

……

time flies.

In the blink of an eye, only the last few lots were left in the auction.

During this period, Tang San had been as steady as a rock and had never thought of buying a good treasure until that treasure appeared.

"Dear guests and distinguished buyers, our auction tonight is about to enter the countdown, and each of the following treasures is a legendary treasure."

"And the item for this auction is the treasure we found with great difficulty in Doushen Lake. It is called the Doushen Cloak."

"According to the treasure appraiser's observation, this item is related to the legendary Fighting God. Every time it is swung, it will bring a thunderous force, stimulate the fighting spirit of the soul master, and can easily defend against the attacks of the Soul King-level strongmen. This is a rare defensive artifact."

"Now, let's start the auction. The reserve price is one million gold soul coins, and each bid increase must not be less than one hundred thousand gold soul coins."

Before the old auctioneer finished speaking, the entire auction hall was filled with enthusiastic bidding.

"Ten million! I'll give you ten million!"

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(End of this chapter)