The ancient giant bear hiding in the world of immortal cultivation

Chapter 170 Tell the truth
"It's almost time to go back."

Wang Wu calculated the time. The agreed period of one month was approaching, and it was no longer enough to support him for another round of crazy tempering.

Besides, we still have to give Lang Buer some face.

So half a day later, he appeared in the river valley leisurely and leisurely. Almost the moment he appeared, Lang Buer discovered him, but to Wang Wu's surprise, Lang Buer's eyes were very calm, without any annoyance, and he didn't even ask him where he had been these days.

It simply jumped down from the tree nimbly, threw over two ninth-grade ginseng vitality pills, and pointed to a small pile of black stones under the tree.

"This is the supplies for you this month, as well as the subsidy for using the Companion Magic Vine. Remember to come and claim it at this time next month. I won't wait for you for another half a month."

"Thank you!"

Wang Wu nudged his paw guiltily and looked around, but there was no sign of Yuan Bupo, Xiong Shiliu, or even Niu Xiaocao, Old Cow, or Little Mountain Boar.

"Don't look. No one will spy on you, and no one will have nothing to do to plot against you. Sixteen left the forbidden area for something important. He will be back before winter. Bupo is watching the entrance to the forbidden area. Your friends are in a good state of cultivation now, so it's better not to disturb them."

"It is worth mentioning that Niu Huanxi's understanding is beyond the expectations of Bupo and I. It turns out that he is just lazy, not mediocre."

"Including the pig, it makes sense. With enough resources and correct guidance, it will be possible to condense a demon pill before autumn, and there will be a chance to master a demon technique before winter. But you, what are you planning to do to condense a demon pill? Don't you know that this is the most basic way to master demon techniques?"

"Ah, I don't understand this, please help me solve this puzzle, Sister Fuji."

Wang Wu immediately said sincerely.

Lang Buer's eyes instantly stood up and he stared at Wang Wu for a while, as if he thought he was teasing him. But when he saw that Wang Wu's eyes were sincere, he was surprised and said, "This is the most basic knowledge. Why don't you know it? Didn't your parents mention it to you?"

Wang Wu smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Lang Buer seemed to understand, and his eyes softened a little, "Tongqiao Yaodan is the foundation of the demon race's cultivation, just like the spiritual root is the foundation of the human race's cultivation."

"The difference between the two is that the spiritual root can directly absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and its efficiency is far better than that of the demon pill."

"As for the demon pill, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth must first be transformed into vital energy and blood, and then condensed through the circulation of energy and blood, before the demon pill can be condensed."

"So, when humans have mastered their spiritual roots to a certain degree, the laws they have mastered are usually called Taoism."

"The demon race needs to condense a demon pill, and the magic they master is called demon magic."

"But the prerequisites of Taoism and demonic magic are usually called arts. They are the experience and knowledge accumulated by humans and demons over countless years in daily hunting and fighting. Humans usually call them martial arts, while demons usually call them bloodline secret arts."

“But if the Taoist and demonic arts continue to advance, when they reach a certain level, they will be collectively called magical powers.”

“Above the magical powers, there are said to be immortal arts, but this is basically the knowledge we can access.”

"In short, I still suggest that you must condense the Tongqiao Demon Pill before autumn. We will teach you a magic method."

At this point, Lang Buer paused for a moment, then added, "Don't rely on the companion magic vine to do whatever you want. The Black Forest is full of dangers. Not only are there attacks from the companion species of the Ancient Tree Clan, but there are also infighting among other monster races. Among them, there are even the most elite hunting monks of the human race who are trying to fish in troubled waters. It is said that the area has almost become a trial ground for the major immortal cultivation cities of the human race to test their outstanding disciples."

"Then why do we even need to go to the Black Forest?"

Wang Wu was stunned for a moment and asked hurriedly.

But this time, Lang Buer snorted coldly, turned around and left.

"Hey, aren't you going to continue to improve the adaptability of the paralysis toxin?"

Wang Wu quickly called it back and told it to put things in context and not forget the important matter.

Lang Buer stopped, took a deep breath, and slowly turned around.

"Are you ready?"

"nature."

Lang Buer didn't waste any time. He directly took out two detoxification pills and threw them to Wang Wu. He also took one himself and nodded indifferently. He looked very confident, but he must be very scared.

However, Wang Wu has now trained the companion magic vine well, and it is impossible for it to lose control again. At this moment, as his mind moved, a not-so-ferocious magic vine tentacle slowly flew out, and it could even be said that it wrapped around Lang Buer's neck with a very gentle force. Half of the barbs were closed and motionless, and the remaining half bounced up slightly, and after accurately injecting 100 points of mixed toxins, it retreated on its own.

Seeing this situation, Lang Buer was stunned. Is this an attack or flirting?
"Xiong Wu, I don't need your pity. I am here to challenge my limits. How can I improve my adaptability if I don't reach my limits? Just use as much force as you can!"

Wolf Buer was very angry, as if he had been humiliated. He didn't feel anything even with such a small amount of venom injected into him.

But Wang Wu stared at it calmly and counted silently in his heart. When the ten-second countdown was over, Lang Buer's expression suddenly changed. He spat out a mouthful of black poisonous blood and his body immediately collapsed.

The detoxification pill could only temporarily relieve the first stage of poison damage, but it could not exempt from the second stage of poison damage.

Or to be more precise, unless there is a high-level elixir like the dimensionality reduction attack, the toxin injected by the companion magic vine, no matter how much the dosage is and how severe the symptoms are, will inevitably trigger the three stages of poison injury evolution.

Just like a stubborn disease, once it develops, medicine can only provide relief but not cure it.

"How...how..."

Wolf Buer was no longer able to speak. Although he did not foam at the mouth, his limbs twitched, or he suffered from incontinence this time, he could clearly feel that the venom was damaging his meridians, internal organs, blood, and flesh.

It was like an invisible demon, flowing through the body along with its blood.

Wang Wu hurried forward and fed it another detoxification pill, shouting, "Old Cow! Old Cow! Come and help!"

"Shut up! You... I'd rather die..."

Wolf Bu Er was almost out of strength, and couldn't help but gnashing his teeth and yelling when he heard this. Of course, he knew what the old cow's treatment method was. He would rather die than soak in cow dung!
"Then there's nothing we can do. Three detoxification pills don't seem to be enough. Open your mouth—"

Wang Wu simply pinched Lang Buer's chin, and a tentacle of the accompanying magic vine flew out unwillingly and drilled directly in.

"You-well..."

Wolf Buer was struggling violently, and Wang Wu could only hold it down helplessly. To detoxify, he needed the person who had poisoned him. This was the only way.

The tentacles of the magic vine kept reaching in, cleaning, cleaning, washing the stomach, drawing blood, and drawing toxins, and it was very busy.

After more than ten seconds, the magic vine tentacles bounced back very unwillingly. It wanted to take the opportunity to steal Wolf Buer's life, but was severely stopped by Wang Wu.

What a joke!
This is friendly forces!

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Lang Buer lay weakly on the ground, coughing madly and trying to vomit, but he couldn't. Tears came out of his eyes, as if he had been subjected to some inhuman torture.

But the good news is that Wang Wu successfully curbed the three-stage evolution of the poison injury.

"take a good rest."

Wang Wu gave his sincere blessing and quickly left.
Alas, it seems that I can only inject 50 points of poison next time. This Wolf Buer is a sixth-rank monster after all, so he can’t bear tormenting him.

He was really curious. If Lang Bu Er also had an attribute column, what would its values be and why was his health so low?

Or is it that after the companion magic vine advanced again, it became too powerful, so that it formed a dimensionality reduction attack on the negative resistance in Lang Buer's body?

Never mind, let’s receive the supplies first.

Two ninth-grade vitality pills are definitely not as good as one eighth-grade one, but they should be able to provide him with at least 3000 points of vitality, which is pretty good.

As for the five hundred kilograms of black iron, there was actually not much of it. There were only eight pieces in that small pile, large and small, and they were obviously raw ore rather than the ones that had been tempered for the first time.

Wang Wu picked up a piece and sensed it with his right front paw. The amount of refined gold energy contained in it was pitifully small.

If it can be described by numerical values, this piece weighs about forty kilograms, and the amount of refined gold energy in it is about 1. If calculated comprehensively, the refined gold energy contained in five hundred kilograms of black iron ore will not exceed 15 points.

However, no one knows the exact weight of the black iron urn in the underground of the West Mountain that day, but it is roughly estimated that for every 30 kilograms of weight, the amount of refined gold energy contained in it is definitely more than 50 points, and perhaps even up to points.

If we compare it with the broken sword, there is really a huge difference. Not to mention the weight, the refined gold energy contained in it is at least 1000 points.

The total value of the two broken swords is over 2000.

Such a comparison makes the judgment clear.

However, these black iron ores cannot be wasted.

Wang Wu directly swallowed a ninth-grade vitality pill. Within a moment, a full thousand points of vitality poured into him. If it were in the past, he would have been surprised, but now he could only laugh it off. The ninth-grade pill was really rubbish.

He gave the black iron ore to his left front paw and started to practice with this paw.

Otherwise, given the current sharpness of his right front paw, these five hundred kilograms of black iron ore would not be enough for him to rub for an hour.

We have to take care of the face and self-esteem of our superiors, right?

If you can avoid causing trouble for your leader, do it.

At that moment, he practiced internal breathing techniques, allowing his Qi and blood to circulate throughout his body. He concentrated on tempering himself, one step at a time, without even noticing the passage of time.

Until the more than 40 kilograms of black iron ore silently turned into ashes in his claws, when he looked up again, it was already dark night with stars dotted around.

And Yuan Bupo arrived beside him without him knowing when.

"Huh? It's Brother Ape!"

"Brother Xiong, you don't have to be polite. I was amazed at the process of you tempering the black iron. You are indeed a descendant of the ancient blood demon clan and a famous family. In less than half a day, you were able to temper a ninth-grade life-definition demon weapon. I am ashamed of myself."

"Brother Yuan, you are so kind. I don't deserve it."

Wang Wu said with a smile, he himself was surprised, this time the tempering of black iron was much smoother than before, it was like a fifth grade student traveling back to the first grade examination room.

At this time, Yuan Bupo suddenly said, "Brother Xiong, when you were tempering the black iron, I saw that the blood and qi in your body circulated with a faint sound of thunder. This shows that you have reached the stage to condense the Tongqiao Demon Pill. I suggest that you go into seclusion immediately. Within a month, you will definitely be promoted to the seventh level. Maybe you can even surpass Niu Huanxi."

"But before that, I'd like to ask Brother Xiong to do me a favor."

"Brother Yuan, please tell me. You and I are already partners. As long as I can do it, I will not refuse."

"It's easy. Just use your companion magic vine to poison me to death."

Yuan Bupo's words are simply shocking!

Wang Wu was stunned for a moment, but suddenly understood, so he tried to ask, "Bu Er has advanced?"

"No, it has not advanced, but it is better than advanced. It said that the growth limit of its ancient bloodline has been slightly improved. You should know what this means. So, Brother Bear, please! From now on, I owe you a huge favor."

There was heat, sincerity and urgency in Yuan Bupo's eyes, and he looked at Wang Wu as if he had seen a treasure.

(End of this chapter)