I'm picking up fragments in Douluo Continent

Chapter 87 Return to the Star Forest

Star Forest, Soul Hunting Town.

"A five-man team is hunting a power-type soul beast that is over 600 years old. We are short of an auxiliary soul master."

"The Black Fat Mercenary Group undertakes the hunting of various thousand-year-old soul beasts. It is a 28-year-old brand with a guaranteed reputation!"

Lu Feng looked at the people coming and going and listened to the shouts coming from his ears, and felt like he was back home.

At this time, the conversation of several people nearby caught Lu Feng's attention.

"Brother, didn't they say that this area is under the jurisdiction of Black Pheasant? Where did this fat black mercenary group come from?" A thin soul master with pockmarks on his face asked in a low voice.

"Second brother, you are not well-informed." Another tall soul master said loudly.

"A year and a half ago, the Pangshou brothers had a fight with Xu Kun, and Heizhi changed his name to Hei Pang. At that time, the news spread to the three or four nearby soul hunting markets."

As he spoke, the sturdy man's eyes were full of longing, perhaps he was fantasizing about becoming one of the fat and thin brothers.

Lu Feng smiled indifferently and shook his head.

Time flies, and another old friend has passed away.

At the edge of the forest, Lu Feng moved his mind and a yellow puppy appeared at his feet.

"Hey!"

Luo Wupao shook his big head and rubbed Lu Feng's trouser leg affectionately.

Lu Feng lowered his body and rubbed the Five Cannon Dog's head angrily.

Although he has evolved into a golden holy dragon, Luo Wupao still usually looks like a puppy.

First of all, this can confuse the enemy. Who would have thought that a puppy is actually the descendant of the Dragon King with the blood of light?

Secondly, the dragon form consumes a lot of Luo Wupao's soul power.

In his prime, Luo Wupao can fight for about ten minutes, and his combat power is almost the same as that of a Soul Sage.

Its fighting time and fighting power will increase as Lu Feng's soul power level increases. A wonderful symbiotic relationship has formed between the man and the beast. As Luo Wupao protects Lu Feng's growth, he will also become stronger and stronger.

"Wu Pao, can you smell the scent of that white tiger?"

"Hey!"

"It doesn't matter, as long as you still remember the taste, we have plenty of time."

"Hey!"

Luo Wupao walked in front of Lu Feng, shaking his head, and the man and the beast entered the forest.

"Wu Pao, good job, you have a really good nose!"

On the edge of the cliff, Luo Wupao raised his head, squinted his eyes, and enjoyed Lu Feng caressing his big head.

After petting the puppy for a while, Lu Feng tied a rope to a big tree and tied the other end to his waist. He pulled the rope to make sure it was strong enough, then carefully went down the cliff.

On a cliff several dozen meters away from the top of the mountain, there grows a palm-sized Ganoderma lucidum.

The whole body of the Ganoderma lucidum is red, and it looks like a ray of setting sun. This Ganoderma lucidum has been partially pecked away by some kind of bird, and only about two-thirds is left.

This is a thousand-year-old fire Ganoderma lucidum!
When Fire Ganoderma was a thousand years old, it had the functions of removing toxins, nourishing and treating diseases. But after a thousand years, it only had one function left: healing.

No matter how serious the injury is, it can be brought back to life by taking a small piece of Ganoderma lucidum.

Its effectiveness is at least hundreds of times stronger than Ye Lingling's current soul skills.

Speaking of the martial soul Nine Heart Begonia, Lu Feng had already plucked ten fragments from Ye Lingling. However, when Lu Feng was about to synthesize them, he suddenly had an ominous premonition.

At the same time, Ye Lingling on the training ground turned pale and fainted, which frightened Lu Feng so much that he broke out in a cold sweat. He had a premonition that if he insisted on synthesizing this martial spirit, Ye Lingling would die.

Lu Feng quickly decomposed the martial soul fragments, completely cutting off the idea of synthesizing the Nine-Hearted Begonia.

A soul master of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower will never be able to break through level seventy-nine in his lifetime.

There cannot be more than two Nine-Hearted Begonia soul masters in the world.

To Lu Feng, these limitations did not seem like defects of his martial soul, but rather like some kind of curse.

"Click."

Lu Feng did not pull out the Ganoderma lucidum by the roots, but took out a dagger and cut off the fire Ganoderma lucidum.

The thousand-year-old fire ganoderma can almost bring the dead back to life, but it only has this one effect.

The treasures of heaven, materials and earth are inhabited by the virtuous.

However, there is no need to completely destroy some special things after obtaining them. Just like the bird soul beast at the beginning, it only took the part it needed.

Back to the cliff, Lu Feng patted Luo Wupao's big head, and then continued to move deeper into the forest.

Beside an inconspicuous little lake, there were claw marks crisscrossing the ground, and the flowers and plants were roughly overturned, creating a messy scene.

Lu Feng waved his fists, his two soul rings flashed alternately, and he fought with a five-meter-long saber-toothed tiger.

This white tiger is exactly the sacred white tiger from a year ago.

In just one year, its age has grown to 1,500 years.

Such a terrifying talent, I don’t know why there is no trace of it in the original book.

"Five guns, steal its ass!" Lu Feng shouted, and punched the white tiger back.

"Boom!" At the same time, a violent explosion sounded. A dazzling white light flashed, and the giant tiger's butt was instantly burnt.

"Ouch~" The giant tiger wailed in pain and fell to the ground. It gasped for breath and struggled for a few times but couldn't get up again.

Lu Feng walked to the white tiger and looked down at it.

"Roar!" A hint of ferocity flashed in the white tiger's eyes, and another roar came out.

"Hmph, using mental attacks in front of me is simply showing off your skills." Lu Feng snorted.

The corners of Lu Feng's clothes rustled in the wind, but his expression did not change at all.

A year ago, he was once put in a very embarrassing situation by Baihu's move.

But now, after Lu Feng's Yin-Yang Eyes' attribute bonus and taking Wangchuanqiushui Dew, even the Soul King-level mental attack has no effect on him.

Seeing that the final attack had no effect, the saber-toothed tiger lay on the ground resigned to its fate without struggling.

The light in its eyes gradually dimmed, and even a hint of relief emerged.

Since finding this white tiger, Lu Feng has been beating it for a month.

[Sacred Attributes] are hard to find.

So far, Lu Feng has only gotten it from Qian Renxue and this white tiger.

Lu Feng had only met Qian Renxue once while in the Imperial Academy, and that was when Qian Renxue "interviewed" him.

Qian Renxue was having a lot of fun pretending to be the prince in the palace. It was difficult for Lu Feng to even see her, let alone pull out the [Sacred Attribute] from her.

Therefore, this white tiger is Lu Feng's only chance.

Lu Feng was not sure whether he could obtain the [Sacred Attribute] after absorbing the White Tiger's spirit ring. Therefore, he decided to extract the attribute first, and then kill the White Tiger to absorb the spirit ring.

The battle between one man, one dog and one tiger lasted for a month.

Now, it's time to end its suffering.

Megalodon: Thank you for listening to me.
Lu Feng's mind moved, and he collected several light balls on the battlefield.

Picked up yellow attribute point [Strength] fragment *1
Pick up yellow attribute point [Speed] fragment *1
Pick up black attribute [holy attribute] fragment * 1
[Black attribute: Holy attribute (10/10) (synthesizable)]

In an instant, Lu Feng's body trembled slightly, and a sacred majesty emanated from his body.

The white tiger was frightened by the aura and opened its eyes. Its eyes were a little dull, and there was fear in its eyes when it looked at Lu Feng. Or in other words, it was a kind of submission of the lower to the higher.

Lu Feng looked at the abnormality of the white tiger and a glimmer of enlightenment flashed in his eyes.

"Holy attribute, light attribute, the combination of these two attributes is really powerful. No wonder the six-winged angel spirit is called the nemesis of the fallen. I am about to kill you, but you still bow your head and repent?"

"I have decided that from now on, my [Tiger Knuckles] martial spirit will be renamed the Iron Fist of Justice!"

However, just as Lu Feng was about to save the white tiger, two figures suddenly emerged from the woods in the distance and quickly attacked him.

"Stop!" the big man in the lead shouted.

A strong soul power burst out from the big man's body. His whole body was covered with thick brown hair, and he looked like a humanoid brown bear.

The big man's original height was about 1.6 meters, but after being possessed by the martial spirit, he was already over 2.5 meters tall.

What's even more terrifying is that around him, there are seven soul rings, two yellow, two purple and three black, rhythmically moving around his body.

Soul saint powerhouse!
Next to the burly man was a sturdy young soul master. He was dressed in white and had long straight blond hair. Strangely, his eyes were golden and blue.

The young man's martial spirit is the White Tiger, with two yellow spirit rings surrounding him.

Lu Feng looked at the combination of the two and instantly recognized their identities.

Zhao Wuji!
Dai Mubai!
"Why are they here?" A hint of doubt appeared in Lu Feng's eyes.

He glanced at the white tiger lying on the ground and immediately reacted.

That's it!

In the original novel, Dai Mubai’s third soul ring must have been the sacred white tiger he killed.

The resistance to abnormal states, attack power, defense power, and strength all doubled at the same time. And the duration is a full half an hour!
What a sacred white tiger!
What a great White Tiger Transformation!

Lu Feng frowned slightly, his eyes flickering, "Looking at the postures of these two people, if I kill this white tiger now, I will definitely not be able to absorb the spirit ring."

"Humph, even if it's wasted, it can't be left to Dai Mubai!"

"No, this white tiger is too precious. Maybe it can be rescued." Lu Feng narrowed his eyes and instantly had an idea.

He just shook his wrist and a small piece of Ganoderma lucidum appeared in his hand.

"Whoosh!"

Lu Feng slightly bent the middle finger of his left hand, and then his soul power surged, flicking the Ganoderma lucidum into the white tiger's mouth.

At the same time, two beams of light, one white and one gold, poured into the white tiger's body at the same time.

The next moment, the white tiger stood up from the ground. The wounds on its body stopped bleeding instantly and scabbed over quickly.

The white tiger looked back at Lu Feng, with a hint of human doubt in its eyes. The next moment, a strong soul power burst out from its body, and it disappeared into the jungle in a few leaps.

"Boy, what did you do? Why did the white tiger suddenly run away?"

At this time, Zhao Wuji rushed to Lu Feng and shouted loudly.

(End of this chapter)