Chapter 115: Tongue Martial Soul

[Correct answer: Option 4, King of Medicine – Sun Zhongjing. ]

The answer was announced in the live broadcast room.

However, this answer was beyond the expectations of the audience and Dugu Bo himself. After all, each of the five options had a prefix related to poison, such as the snake king, the deadly scorpion, and the green-eyed poisonous toad. Just by looking at them, you can tell that they are highly poisonous.

But option four has the prefix "Medicine King", which obviously has nothing to do with poison.

Fortunately, the live broadcast room responded quickly.

[Detecting the questioner's intention…]

[Start playing the answer…]

The video in front of me flashed, and the background quickly changed.

The picture seems to be a dilapidated village somewhere.

In this small village, there is a wooden house which can be considered very luxurious.

At this time, many people were gathered in this wooden house. Most of them were children, but there was only one young man. Judging from his clothes, he was a spirit master of the Spirit Hall.

"Okay, kids, stand still. Uncle will help you awaken your martial spirits." The young man said with a smile.

About eight children stood in a row, and then came forward one by one to ask the young man to help them awaken their martial spirits.

[Oh, this is the Spirit Hall going to a small village to help people awaken their spirits. ]

[Where is the Medicine King? ]

[Why are there only children? ]

A series of barrages passed by.

In the video, children came forward one after another. After awakening, their martial spirits were basically sickles, hoes, blue silver grass… the standard configuration of these useless martial spirits. There was not a trace of soul power.

Until the last child.

The light flashed, but the child's hands were empty.

The young man was stunned and said strangely: "No martial spirit? That shouldn't be the case."

At this time, the child said weakly: "Uncle, I actually have a martial spirit…"

"Oh, then release your martial spirit and let us see it." Said the young man.

"Uncle, my martial spirit… is my tongue." The little boy said somewhat embarrassedly.

"Tongue…"

The young man was silent. He had traveled far and wide to help many people awaken their martial spirits, but this was the first time he had seen such a strange martial spirit.

"I did hear from some colleagues that some people's martial spirits are part of their bodies… I didn't expect to meet such a rare person today." He shook his head, then handed the crystal ball to the boy and said, "Test the spirit power!"

The little boy put his hand on the crystal ball.

In an instant, the light shines!

[Oh my god! It's the innate full soul power! ]

[What a pity, the martial soul is the tongue… What can such a part do? Even if it is the legs or hands, at least there is a certain amount of attack power. ]

[Speaking of which, this kind of martial soul is the martial soul of a certain organ in the body. Is it a beast martial soul or a weapon martial soul? ]

[I think this kind of thing shouldn't be called a martial spirit at all! ]

[I think this should still be a beast martial spirit, right? ]

[That's right. After all, beast spirits can possess bodies, and this thing is also on the body, so it can be explained that it can be barely classified as a beast spirit…]

A series of comments flashed across the live broadcast room.

In the video.

The young man looked at the glowing crystal ball in amazement, then looked at the boy with extreme regret and shook his head, saying, "What a pity! Even if your martial spirit is a leg or an arm, at least it can have a certain attack power… a tongue. I can't imagine what this thing can be used for? To taste something?"

When the little boy heard him say this, he immediately lowered his head with a look of disappointment.

Soon, many children went back to their homes.

The scene suddenly jumped.

When it appeared again, it was a wooden house.

The boy with the tongue spirit came to the cabin and opened the door. A thick smoke came out and he ran into the door. The camera angle moved with him. Everyone gradually realized that this boy might be the protagonist of the video.

The little boy ran to the stove, took a medicine pot off the stove, then took a bowl and poured it carefully.

A stream of black liquid flowed down.

Even through the screen, everyone seemed to be able to smell the bitter taste.

Soon, after pouring the medicine.

The boy carefully carried the medicine to a room. On the bed lay an old man, dying. "Grandpa, it's time to take the medicine."

"Ahem…"

The old man coughed violently, then asked, "Zhong Jing, has your martial soul awakened? What is a martial soul? Do you have innate soul power?"

"Grandpa, my martial soul is my tongue. The big brother who helped me awaken it said that it is a useless martial soul. But my soul power is innate full soul power…" The little boy said, not knowing whether to be happy or disappointed.

"Tongue?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and touched the boy's head when he saw his appearance, saying kindly, "Child, don't be disappointed… Everything in the world has its uses. This includes your martial spirit. Maybe your martial spirit cannot be used for fighting, but maybe it has other great uses in other aspects."

It was obvious that the old man was just trying to comfort him, and even the people in the live studio could see it. But the little boy believed it and cheered up. He said firmly: "Grandpa, I know! I believe my martial spirit is not useless, it's just that I haven't found its true purpose yet!"

"well..."

The old man smiled kindly, "Think more, observe more, and summarize your experience… Over time, you will become a wise man sooner or later."

"Um!"

The little boy nodded firmly.

After serving the old man the medicine, the little boy left the room and let the old man rest alone.

There was a stone outside the house. The boy came here and sat down, looking up at the sky. At the same time, he couldn't help but mutter to himself: "Tongue… What can this martial spirit do? Can it taste?"

At this point, he seemed to realize something. He immediately turned around and ran back to the wooden house, to the place where he usually boiled medicine. At this time, the place was already filled with many herbs, all of which he had picked by himself.

Although there are doctors on the Douluo Continent, the medical field is not well developed because of the existence of spirit masters. Especially for these poor country folk, how could they know any medicine? These herbs were only passed down from generation to generation, through experience and exploration, and gradually they understood which herbs could effectively relieve or even cure certain diseases.

The boy's family is a doctor in this small village.

Usually, if the villagers have a headache, fever or diarrhea, they will come to his grandfather for treatment. Unfortunately, his grandfather fell ill recently, and since there are only the two of them at home, the task of finding herbs fell on the boy.

According to grandpa's description, he found many herbs.

However, even his grandfather could not fully identify which of these herbs were useful and which were useless. He only knew from the "prescriptions" passed down by his ancestors that boiling a few herbs together could have a certain effect on the disease.

Now, looking at those unfamiliar herbs.

The little boy hesitated for a moment, but finally picked up a herb, took off a leaf, and gently put it in his mouth to chew…

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