In a pavilion in the Jugui Hall, two figures sat opposite each other, and several ancient and heavy green altars were placed on the stone table in front of them.

Ju Douluo Yueguan slapped off the two altar covers with his palms, and a quiet and intoxicating fragrance suddenly emerged like a tide, filling the pavilion in an instant.

The private crafts of Yueguan, chrysanthemum wine.

He handed a jar of chrysanthemum wine to Gui Douluo Guimei opposite, but Guimei just looked at it calmly. If he had been normal, he would have tilted his head to drink, but at this moment he was really not in the mood to drink. This fine wine, known as ""Melt-Brewing Melon Condensation", seemed to suddenly become boring.

"Old ghost, why don't you drink?"

After all, after hanging out with ghosts for a lifetime, Yueguan keenly discovered ghosts’ abnormalities.

Gui Mei put down the chrysanthemum wine in her hand and sighed: "Chrysanthemum Pass, you are drinking alone today, I want to go back to practice."

"Because of the Pope's Crown?" Yueguan asked.

"Yes." Gui Mei nodded to show her affirmation.

Yueguan tasted the wine he had made himself and said helplessly: "I didn't tell you that our martial soul limit is level 95. No matter how hard you try, you can't break through to level 96.

If you don’t believe it, look at Mu Yao. She is restricted by the Yan Diao and has been stuck at level 89 for more than six years. Unless the martial soul truly turns into a Yan Feng, she can advance to the title Douluo.

The same is true for us. Only by improving the origin of the martial soul can we complete the next breakthrough."

The ghost's lips hidden under the mask buzzed a few times. How could he not know what Yueguan knew, but he was unwilling to give up!

Unwilling to stop at level 95 for the rest of my life!

Finally, he said, "Anyway, we have to try it. Maybe we can do it, and you don't want to fail the next mission."

Hearing this, a hint of shame flashed in Yueguan's eyes. The elder of the Dignified Martial Soul Palace failed to be in the Xingluo Empire several times, and it was a joke if he said it!

He picked up the wine jar and poured it hard until he drank the last drop of wine. He threw the wine jar to the ground.

"Bang--"

The wine jar hit the ground and exploded into pieces, making a crisp cracking sound.

"If you have something to do, you can't enjoy it. Let's go back to practice!"

Yueguan waved his sleeves, put away the unopened chrysanthemum wine on the table, and raised his foot and wanted to leave.

"Grandpa Ju, Grandpa Ghost."

At this moment, Qingyue's warm voice came, and two figures, one white and one red, walked slowly forward and behind.

"Xiaobai, Mu Yao?"

Yueguan and Guimei were a little surprised. They didn't expect Ling Bai and the others to come here.

Ling Bai smiled and sat at the stone table. Mu Yao nodded and greeted the two titled Douluo and sat next to Ling Bai.

Seeing this scene, the two titled Douluo had to accompany him again.

"I heard the sound of the jar falling from afar. What trouble did the two grandpas encounter?"

Yueguan and Gui Mei looked at each other and saw each other's thoughts through just eye exchanges.

They have never had any children in their lives, and they have watched Ling Bai grow up since childhood. They are like the relationship between Sword Bone Double Douluo and Ning Rongrong. Ling Bai is like the grandson of the jujube ghost. Moreover, that matter is not a secret, so it doesn't matter to tell Ling Bai.

"Your Ghost Grandpa is suffering from his poor strength and is trying to break through to level 96."

Yueguan is so sophisticated. It not only points out the core of things - cultivation, but also picks out oneself.

In front of children and grandchildren, grandpa always has to be a little majestic and stylish.

"Chrysanthemum keeps you from farting!"

Ghost snorted coldly and said without any face: "We have been stagnant at level 95 for many years, but we have never found a way to break through. Just now, Juhuaguan was excited and smashed the wine jar."

“Oh~”

Ling Bai showed such an expression, which made Yueguan feel a little embarrassed and couldn't help but glar at the ghost.

"Why? Isn't it just a breakthrough in soul power? What a big deal? I have a way to help the two grandpas."

Ling Bai's tone was relaxed, as if the two chrysanthemum ghosts were at a loss for him.

The two of them were indeed caught, but they were still suspicious, Yueguan Qing frowned:

"Xiaobai, when we reach our level, we will never provide any help. We will rely more on the origin of the martial soul, which is the most difficult thing for the soul master to change. Because when the martial soul awakens at the age of six, the origin of the martial soul is already destined."

Ling Bai's smile remained unchanged and said lightly: "Has Grandpa Ju heard of fairy grass?"

"Immortal Grass!?"

Yueguan stood up from the chair, frightening the ghost beside him. Mu Yao was also confused. Why did Yueguan suddenly become so excited?

Yueguan's throat surged for a moment, as if he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said with difficulty: "This thing should only be found in the sky. How many times can I hear it in the world? This is the immortal grass. It has the ability to cleanse meridians and marrow, reshape the roots and bones, and enhance the origin of the martial soul. Xiaobai, do you know the location of the immortal grass?"

After saying that, he stared at Ling Bai's handsome and elegant face with a eager look.

Yueguan is a smart person. He understands that Ling Bai will never be aimless, so he will only say it after the news of the immortal grass!

"Of course."

Ling Bai's answer did not disappoint Yueguan. After hearing Yueguan explain the role of the immortal grass, Mu Yao and Gui Mei subconsciously turned their attention to him.

"And it is the most suitable fairy grass for Sister Mu Yao and her two grandfathers. I promise that if you absorb them, you can all break through to the next level."

Ling Bai's words were like thunder, and they exploded in the hearts of the three strong men, and he continued:

"Qirong Tongtianju, the meaning of absorbing the immortal products of the same clan, Grandpa Ju knows the meaning of Grandpa Ju, and the Daffodil Jade Bone and Qirong Tongtianju are born with each other. Grandpa Gui and Grandpa Ju have martial soul fusion skills, so there is no problem taking it.

The cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower, it can purify the phoenix bloodline of Sister Mu Yao’s martial soul. The day when you transform into a flame phoenix is ​​the time when you break through the titled Douluo.”

As Ling Bai slowly dawned the three immortal herbs, the three of them's eyes became brighter and brighter. Mu Yao grabbed Ling Bai's shoulder and said anxiously:

"Where is the fairy grass? Take us there!"

She was stuck in level 89 for many years and was in a very anxious mood.

Ling Bai patted the jade hand on the shoulder and pretended to be a pity, saying, "The place where the immortal grass is located has been occupied by a strong man in advance, which is a pity."

"Which strong man! Can't the three of us work together to deal with him?"

The ghost said solemnly, "burning" can make Mu Yao burst out with the titled Douluo-level combat power in a short time. He and Yueguan also have the martial soul fusion technique "two-pole static field". Even if the titled Douluo of Level 96 comes, they are not afraid!

"Poison Douluo."

After Ling Bai said that, he waited for the reaction of the three of them with a look of bad taste.

After a long silence...

"Dugu Bo?"

"Old poison?"

"Just him?"

Mu Yao's tone was contemptuous.

Yueguan smiled coldly.

The ghost is ready to beat his hands.

"Hmph!"

The three of them started to move their muscles and bones at the same time...
Chapter completed!