The mountain wind is biting and the mist is steaming!

In the medicine garden, an old man and a young man were sitting facing each other.

"... Repeat this every day, and supplement it with the Po Zhi Clan's unique medicinal bath. Over time, both your will and your body will make a qualitative leap."

Dugu Bo was stunned. He looked at Yang Pojun blankly and opened his mouth to speak, but a mysterious force stuck in his throat, rendering him speechless.

It is said that people become better with age. During the process of Yang Pojun's narration, Dugu Bo always stared at Yang Pojun's eyes. His eyes were clear and bright, without a trace of dodge. This also proved that what he said was definitely from the heart.

hair.

However, after listening, Dugu Bo fell silent. Although Yang Pojun's voice was calm, Dugu Bo's heart was filled with all kinds of feelings.

When he looked at Yang Pojun again, in addition to admiration, there was also a bit of pity in his eyes.

Looking at Dugu Bo quietly, Yang Pojun did not continue to speak. He did not hide anything about his trial method. Of course, the secret of the fairy grass would never be told to him.

Although the relationship between the two people has improved, the stakes are too high to allow any hidden dangers.

After a long time, Dugu Bo stared at Yang Pojun with complicated eyes, and sighed: "That old boy Yang Wudi is simply not a son of a man. How can such inhuman training be endured?"

"Haha, old man, you can't play the best song in the world without bleeding fingers!" Standing up and opening his arms, Yang Pojun's knife-like face reflected perseverance and confidence in the warm sunshine.

Looking at Yang Pojun, Dugubo did not refute, but he was thinking about another question in his heart, why was Yang Wudi so desperate?

revenge?

Who to seek revenge from?

Soon, a crazy idea flashed through my mind.

Dugu Bo was stunned, his face became extremely ugly, he was breathing heavily, trying to calm down the turmoil in his heart, with a trace of regret in his eyes, he said meaningfully: "The Wuhun Palace can stand on the mainland for hundreds of years without falling.

, not without reason, its power is beyond your imagination."

"Uh..." He looked at Dugu Bo in confusion and shock. After a moment of silence, Yang Pojun realized what he was doing. He looked at Dugu Bo dumbfounded and said, "Old man, you don't think that our Po clan wants to take revenge on Wuhun Palace.

Bar?"

"Humph, isn't it?" Dugu Bo sneered: "Boy, I really like you, so I kindly advise you not to try to challenge Wuhun Palace, even if you have cultivated to the realm of Titled Douluo, its power is

It’s something you can’t imagine.”

Yang Pojun sneered: "Old man, you are wrong. The reason why I endured inhuman pain to temper myself is just to find a stable life for the Po clan in this shitty continent."

"The reason why the Po clan ended up like this is because we were not strong enough and relied on others, and as a result, others stabbed us in the back.

My stance is different and I followed the wrong boss. I can’t blame anyone else for that.

However, every time you suffer, you will gain wisdom, so I want to make myself strong, strong enough to support my people.

Although I am not very old, I also know that our Po Clan actually has no hatred towards Wuhun Palace. We are just taking the blame for others.

Why was the Po clan almost wiped out in the first place, but the protagonist was able to get away with it?

It’s because they are powerful enough that even the Spirit Hall doesn’t dare to take advantage of them, so my purpose is very simple, to become stronger so that my clan can rely on them, that’s all!”

Dugu Bo nodded and stroked his beard, and suddenly said: "You have a deep grudge against the Haotian Sect!"

"Generals die in hundreds of battles, and strong men return after ten years. They die in battle and are wrapped in horse leather. Our Po family will never frown, play tricks, or stab in the back? Sooner or later we will have to settle this account!" Yang

When Po Jun said this, he did not hide the murderous intent in his eyes.

"Haha... Haotian Sect is not easy to deal with either!" Dugu Bo smiled and shook his head.

"A real man has something to do and something not to do. To live, you have to do something, right?" Yang Pojun looked at Dugu Bo quietly, with no wave in his eyes.

"Do you know why Wuhun Palace does not dare to kill the Haotian Sect?" Dugu Bo showed a contemptuous smile on his lips: "Because they are not sure whether the ninety-nine-level peerless Douluo is still alive."

As a member of the older generation, Dugu Bo had naturally heard of Tang Chen. He admired Yang Pojun's senselessness, but he was also very unsympathetic to his ignorance.

Do you really think Haotian Sect is a soft persimmon?

The former number one sect in the mainland did not deserve its reputation for nothing.

"To live, you have to live to bare your chest and bare your back to face thousands of arrows, and still be able to raise your head and smile at the sky. Old man, the blood of my clan has not been dried yet. If this revenge is not avenged, my clan will not be able to hold its head up!"

Yang Pojun ignored Dugu Bo, turned around, and plunged into the eyes of Binghuo Liangyi.

Seeing that the two eyes of ice and fire had returned to calmness, Dugu Bo remained silent for a long time, but there was a turbulent wave in his pupils with green light.

Taking a deep breath, Dugu Bo felt that he still underestimated this kid.

half year later……

Dugu Bo, dressed in green, with white hair and a white beard, was sitting on a stone bench, holding a glass of wine in his hand and silently looking at the Ice and Fire Eyes in the distance.

After the past six months of organization, Dugu Bo's appearance has changed a lot. His originally pale green hair has turned into normal gray. Except for his eyes, his green color has basically faded.

After taking medication for half a year, Dugu Bo no longer suffers from the pain caused by the backlash of toxins.

But after all, the toxins have been in his body for many years, and it is almost impossible to get rid of them all.

Dugu Bo is already very satisfied with the current situation. He naturally knows his own situation, and he is also certain that using the same method, the poison on his granddaughter can be removed without any problem.

After half a year of getting along, Dugu Bo had already lost his wary of Yang Pojun. Therefore, I don't know when, Dugubo no longer sealed Yang Pojun's soul power.

In the past six months, Dugu Bo finally saw how hard Yang Pojun practiced. To be honest, the more he understood, the more Dugu Bo admired him.

But he still has some regrets...

If he hadn't taken into account the resentment in Yang Pojun's heart and his fear of Tang Chen, Dugu Bo would have really wanted to bring him together with his granddaughter.

There is no doubt about Yang Pojun's talent, but Dugubo doesn't think he can overthrow the former No. 1 sect on his own.

The foundation of the Po Zhi Clan is too weak. The most powerful one now is the clan leader Yang Wudi, who is just a Soul Douluo, even though he is said to be on par with Titled Douluo.

Even if Yang Pojun successfully advances to the realm of Titled Douluo in the future, a person's power is still limited after all, so Dugubo is not optimistic about Yang Pojun.

"Old man, what are you thinking about? Are you so absorbed?" Climbing out of Binghuo Liangyi's eyes, Yang Pojun saw Dugu Bo's unfocused eyes.

"Huh..." After sighing, Dugu Bo looked at Yang Pojun, who was close at hand, with complicated eyes.

"Boy, my poison is almost cured. It's time for you to leave here. Today you will bleed more, and I will make more medicine. Yanyan has inherited my martial spirit, and there are also people who are the same as me.

Something is wrong, so..."

Dugu Bo's words were like a thunderbolt hitting Yang Pojun's head. He looked at Dugu Bo in shock. Yang Pojun felt a chill creeping down his back: "You... you know everything?"

"Hmph, no matter what, I am still a titled Douluo. If I can't even smell the smell of blood, wouldn't my life be in vain?" Dugu Bo glanced at Yang Pojun jokingly. Like Douluo's Blood Dragon Zhen
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