After a while, he brought back two Immortal Herb plants.
A plant with a red body and a lotus-like heart.
"Dragon Blood Tempering Grass." He put the red grass into Yang Guyun's hand, "Tempering the soul of the spear and strengthening the foundation."
Yang Guyun wanted to refuse, but Yang Wudi's eyes widened. "Take it."
Yang Guyun didn't move.
Three seconds later, Yang Guyun silently accepted it.
Yang Wudi snorted, turned to Zhou Qiubai, and handed the other one over. "Glazed Heart Lotus, Wen Daoji."
Zhou Qiubai Helpless: "Senior, junior..."
"Don't talk nonsense to me." Yang Wudi interrupted him, "Take it."
Zhou Qiubai looked at his unquestionable expression and suddenly understood why Yang Guyun had that temper.
The grandfather and grandson are almost cut from the same mold.
He stopped refusing and took the Glazed Heart Lotus.
"Thank you, senior."
Yang Wudi waved his hand, too lazy to be polite.
Dugu Bo was watching from the side, his eyes full of smiles.
"Brother Yang, your grandson is exactly the same as you were when you were young."
Yang Wudi snorted, "If he were half as obedient as I was then, he would be refining medicine Grandmaster long ago."
Yang Guyun looked expressionless and pretended not to hear.
Zhou Qiubai couldn't help laughing.
Dugu Yan also burst into laughter and glanced at Yang Guyun secretly.
This man talks very little, but every time he opens his mouth, he chokes people to death.
She was suddenly curious, was it the same when he was with Zhou Qiubai?
Yang Wudi had already walked back to the Immortal Herb plants, his eyes swept over them, and finally landed on the Snowy Swan Kiss plant.
"Brother Dugu." He suddenly said, "I want to take these two plants away."
He points to Aromatic Silk Beauty and Snowy Swan Kiss.
"Aromatic Silk Beauty, you can guarantee that I, Breaking Clan, will have no worries in refining the medicine." He said, "Snowy Swan Kiss, I want to try to see what the most powerful poison in the world looks like."
Dugu Bo nodded. "Whatever, you can take these things as you see."
Although he calls himself Poison Douluo, his venom is actually snake venom, and he knows nothing about other venoms.
Rather than leave these two plants here to eat dust, it would be better to put them to good use.
Just treat it as a gift to a friend.
Yang Wudi was stunned.
"You are the master, why don't you ask me what to do with them?"
Dugu Bo smiled.
"Brother Yang," he said, "Just now you could have hidden it from me and taken it away by yourself. But you chose to tell the truth."
He paused and looked at the Aromatic Silk Beauty: "This flower has saved me for thirty years. And you recognized it and told me about it. I will remember this love."
He looked at Yang Wudi with a candid look. "Although we have just met each other for the first time, I can trust you."
Yang Wudi was silent for a moment and suddenly laughed.
"Okay." He said, "Then I'm welcome."
He took out two cold jade boxes from the medicine box, carefully picked out the two Immortal Herb plants, and sealed them separately.
After doing all this, he stood up and looked at Dugu Bo: "Now, let's cure your poison first."
Dugu Bo cheered up. "Thank you, Brother Yang."
Yang Wudi waved his hand and strode towards the two Ice and Fire Immortal Herb plants.
Red and blue lights intertwined on his face, bright and dim.
Zhou Qiubai stood aside, looking at his back, suddenly filled with emotion.
The Breaking Clan patriarch had a straight face when he arrived, and seemed to dislike his grandson.
However, now he is very busy, collecting medicines and giving diagnosis, and he cares more about it than anyone else.
He kept saying, "I will waste my time refining medicine and specialize in Spear Dao", but when it came time to help, he didn't even say a word of nonsense.
Yang Guyun stood beside him, head lowered, wondering what he was thinking.
Zhou Qiubai touched his arm lightly.
Yang Guyun raised his eyes.
"Your grandpa." Zhou Qiubai lowered his voice, "In fact, he loves you very much."
Yang Guyun is silent for two seconds.
"I know."
Zhou Qiubai smiled.
Yang Guyun sat by the spring, eyes closed, Dragon Blood Tempering Grass, flowing in his body and traveling along his meridians.
The rod Returnless Spear on his knee lay quietly.
Zhou Qiubai stood three feet away, with his hands behind his back, watching quietly.
Further away, Yang Wudi is also watching all this.
Although his face was calm, there was a trace of imperceptible tension in his eyes.
"Don't worry." At some point, Dugu Bo quietly walked up to Yang Wudi, his voice was very low, "I think this kid is much more stable than those old guys in your family."
Yang Wudi did not respond immediately. He knew in his heart that his grandson had always been very calm since he was a child.
Whether practicing marksmanship or other things, he can always calm down, day after day, year after year.
When he practices spears, he concentrates all day long. If others practice a move a hundred times, he must practice it at least a thousand times.
However, the more this happened, the more he couldn't let go.
If something happens to a steady person, it will usually be a big deal.
Just then, a low buzzing sounded in my ears.
Yang Wudi raised his head and saw Returnless Spear on Yang Guyun's knees began to tremble slightly, and the blood-colored lines on the gun body shone brighter and brighter.
Yang Guyun's brows wrinkled slightly, and fine beads of sweat quietly oozed from his forehead.
The power of the medicine is quietly spreading.
Dragon Blood Tempering Grass, as the name suggests, uses dragon blood as a guide to forge human souls and build human foundations.
The power of this medicine is extremely overbearing. If you cannot withstand it, your meridians will be damaged at first, and your soul will be hurt at worst.
"Hold on." Yang Wudi said silently in his heart, "We must hold on..."
Suddenly, Yang Guyun's breath stopped slightly.
Immediately, a clear dragon roar came from the gun body, and even Yang Wudi felt his heart beat suddenly, and even his Soul Power trembled slightly.
The bloody lines of Returnless Spear suddenly bloomed and turned into streams of light, spiraling up the gun body. Where the streamers passed by, fine lines appeared on the surface of the gun body.
At this moment, Yang Guyun opened his eyes suddenly.
In his pupils, two dragon shadows were reflected.
Long Ying seemed to sense something and lowered his head to look at him.
Yang Guyun raised his head and met the eyes of the two dragon shadows.
After three breaths, he slowly stood up.
Returnless Spear shook slightly in his hand, and the blood lines on the gun body gradually stabilized, becoming deeper and more restrained.
He raised his gun and stabbed forward at will.
There is no Soul Power fluctuation, this stab is just an ordinary basic move.
But just where the tip of the gun passed, there was a faint explosion in the air.
Yang Wudi's pupils shrank.
This shot has no blessing from Soul Skill, it is simple and pure, but it is close to the full blow of Power Attack System Soul Emperor.
"Okay." Dugu Bo suddenly clapped his hands with a look of appreciation on his face, "What a boy!"
Yang Guyun put away the gun and looked down at the back of his hand.
Faintly, the bloody lines disappeared in a flash.
He was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Zhou Qiubai.
Zhou Qiubai is looking at him.
Yang Guyun nodded slightly without saying anything, he already understood in his heart.
It's your turn to show up.
Zhou Qiubai walked to the other side of the spring and sat down cross-legged.
He did not rush to take it, but closed his eyes and calmly adjusted his breathing.