Douluo: This soul master is too introverted

Tang San came back to his senses instantly, stretched out his black jade hand, and held a piece of lightning dead wood firmly in his hand.

"I was wondering who was following me, but it turned out to be you."

Su Ming smiled and clapped his hands, seeming to be very friendly to the experienced baby in front of him.

"I just happened to see you coming to the back hill. I was worried so I followed you to check on you."

Knowing that he was exposed, Tang San did not continue hiding and stood up generously.

There was no trace of embarrassment on his face, he looked calm and open. As for what he was thinking in his heart, perhaps only he knew.

worried?

Follow here?

I'm thankful that you didn't aim your hidden arrow at me.

Su Ming wanted to laugh in his heart, so he raised his eyebrows and reminded:

"Hey, I think you should call me boss."

"this…"

"Why, you can't afford to lose?"

Just as Tang San was about to open his mouth, Su Ming immediately retorted, a hint of contempt revealed in his brows.

How could I not afford to lose!

"Since I lost, I will naturally admit it."

"Boss, is that ok now?"

The word "boss" was spoken in a heavy tone, Tang San's eyes were bulging, and he seemed unwilling to give in. He clenched his hands and vowed to take revenge.

"That's right."

Being the main character boss seemed pretty good. Su Ming smiled with satisfaction, then waved his hand and said:

"If you have nothing to do, then go back. There is no need to disturb me while I am practicing."

"If you see Xiao Wu, tell her I'm here."

go back?

Tang San had a blank expression on his face, but his eyes were filled with some provocation. "This is the back mountain of the academy. As a student of the academy, can't I practice here?"

Su Ming was immediately amused by Tang San's arrogance.

"You still want to practice here?"

"Given your current physical condition, I'm afraid it's difficult for you to even stand, let alone practice."

snort!

Tang San snorted coldly but did not refute. His physical condition was indeed very bad at the moment, but that didn't mean he should go back and lie down now.

After finding a flat place, Tang San sat down cross-legged and began to practice Xuan Tian Gong.

Su Ming, “…”

You have never suffered from the beatings of society!

(I don’t know the beauty of lying flat in modern times)

Chapter 18 Xuanshuidan, cleansing the tendons and marrow!

Su Ming was very clear about Tang San's current condition.

He was already on the verge of exhaustion. If he continued to practice in this state, the result would only be half the effort with twice the results.

Considering the powerful attributes of the protagonist Tang San, Su Ming did not continue to pay attention to him and began his own practice.

The Golden Crow Sword Technique can obtain the power of gold and transform into the ultimate gold.

Only a soul master with ultimate attributes can become a powerful soul master, and Su Ming naturally would not miss this opportunity.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for practicing the Golden Crow Sword Technique. Proficiency +1. ]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for practicing the Golden Crow Sword Technique. Proficiency +1. ]

After practicing the Golden Crow Sword Technique three times, Su Ming's soul power was exhausted again, and sweat broke out on his forehead.

After glancing at Tang San, Su Ming dived into the woods like lightning.

The petite figure instantly blended into the night, and in almost the blink of an eye, there was no movement at all.

Ok?

Tang San opened his eyes in surprise, but there was no sign of Su Ming in front of him.

Are you leaving now?

Tang San looked around the woods with the Purple Demon Pupil, but still did not spot Su Ming. It seemed that the other party had gone far away.

This made him even more confused.

"Could it be that I am overthinking?"

Tang San frowned, he had only been here for less than half an hour, why did Su Ming leave?

Feeling tired all over, wishing he could just close his eyes and take a nap, Tang San stood up.

Although he was angry just now, his mind was clear now.

If he continued to practice in this state, he would not be able to catch up with Su Ming, so he decided to go back and take a nap first.

Putting some distance between himself and Tang San, Su Ming came to a small pond.

The pond is located at the corner of two mountains and is formed by the accumulation of water.

The water is so clear and transparent that you can even see the bottom of the pond through the moonlight, like a transparent mirror.

Noticing the fish swimming at the bottom of the pond, Su Ming immediately used a hatchet to cut a bamboo from the surrounding area and made a simple javelin.

sieve!

The tip of the javelin was at a sharp angle. Su Ming aimed it at the bottom of the swimming fish and threw it out with force.

Like an arrow shot from a bow, the sound of breaking through the air had just reached my ears when the bamboo pole had already entered the water.

The pond suddenly became turbid, and the stirred-up mud and sand blocked the view.

Seeing the bamboo pole stuck motionless in the water, Su Ming laughed instead of getting angry.

Indeed, if it were put in later times, when fishing in this way, the bamboo pole should float and lie at an angle, and the end that entered the water should struggle in the water. This is the sign of catching a fish.

Because of the great resistance of water, it is generally difficult to fork to the bottom of the water.

but.

The force of Su Ming's attack was not small.

Moreover, this bamboo pole is not just as thick as a finger.

Swish!

Holding the tail end, I pulled the bamboo pole up with force. Sure enough, there was a fish on it. Because of the pain, the fish was hitting the bamboo pole with its tail "pa pa pa".

The fish is not big, it looks about the size of a crucian carp weighing more than one pound, not fat, with a yellowish-brown belly and black fins.

Su Ming knew that this was called Dinggui fish, and it preferred to live in still water or slow-flowing water with muddy bottoms, especially in lakes and lower reaches of rivers.

He picked up the hatchet and hit the fish's head with it. The fish stopped jumping around instantly.

Su Ming followed the same method and forked two more.

Then light a fire and start grilling.

Sizzle, golden fish oil oozes out from the fish and drips into the campfire, making a wonderful sound.

The originally yellowish Dinggui fish now becomes even more golden and dazzling after being moistened by oil and roasted.

The air was filled with a lingering fragrance that made Su Ming drool.

The fish doesn’t use too many ingredients, just some plants for seasoning.

High-end ingredients require only simple cooking.

After a while, the fish's exterior had become crispy and it had also been smoked black due to the charcoal fire.

But the snow-white fish meat inside is full of essence, fragrance, and rich aroma, which is indeed the taste of being cooked.

Since he could have enough food and clothing by doing it himself, Su Ming didn't need to be polite and just started tearing it with his teeth.

"What a pity! It would have tasted better if it had some condiments."

As the fish entered his mouth, Su Ming, with his eyes shining, couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

Dinggui fish has extremely delicate meat, high protein content and very few bones. It is definitely a delicacy. It's a pity that it is not cooked to perfection.

A little bit.

Su Ming threw the fish bones away casually, and three pieces of fish bones stood in a row.

The fish tail rushes up, overlooking the earth.

Su Ming grabbed some leaves and rubbed his hands, looking satisfied, as if he was well fed.

But upon closer inspection, his eyes kept wandering around, as if he was taking in the movements around him.

"Is Tang Hao still monitoring me?"

The thought came to his mind quietly, and Su Ming's eyes showed a hint of hesitation.

He wasn't actually hungry, he was doing this just to determine whether Tang Hao was nearby.

If you grill the fish yourself, there is a chance that he will show up.

If he is not here, I will grill the fish myself. He will watch for a while and then leave.

For three consecutive times, Tang Hao remained motionless, so Su Ming probably thought that he was not nearby.

It's impossible for a Titled Douluo to stare at me all day long, right?

After hesitating for a few seconds, Su Ming quickly took out the Xuanshui Pill rewarded by the system and swallowed it in one gulp.

The entire process seemed to have been rehearsed thousands of times; it was completed in one go without any delay.

Unless one uses mental power to continuously investigate, even a Titled Douluo's eyesight would not be able to see clearly what Su Ming had just done.

Only Su Ming knew that what he took out was a dark blue pill.

There are white textures on it, and the fragrance of the elixir is not strong, but very natural and harmonious.

Xuanshuidan is made from the essence and blood of more than a dozen water-attributed soul beasts and water-attributed plants.

It has mild medicinal properties and can not only enhance soul power, but also has the miraculous effect of removing impurities from the body, nourishing the meridians, and improving talents and physical constitution.

Su Ming swallowed very quickly and felt a sweet taste wafting from his throat before the pill went down his stomach.

Not daring to delay, Su Ming quickly practiced the breathing technique to guide the energy of the elixir into soul power.

A warm air flow spread out from his abdomen, and Su Ming felt that his dried-up soul power was being replenished, which was as comfortable as the water from a hot spring.

Su Ming was not distracted and immersed in cleansing his meridians and marrow.

The flames licked above the campfire, making popping sounds from time to time.

The bright yellow fireworks illuminated Su Ming's snow-white face, turning it pale yellow, and the lines on his face became softer.

Time flies.

The bonfire gradually went out.

A wisp of smoke emerged from the valley, carrying beautiful lines and dissipated in the air.

A foul smell suddenly emerged, extinguishing any remaining fragrance.

I saw streams of black sticky liquid coming out of Su Ming's body, which looked like oil and asphalt.

The originally white clothes were now completely dyed black, wrapping up the whole person.

Smelly.

The stench was overwhelming.