In the next few days, Tang San was still doing his best to help Cao Kun cultivate the iron cloth shirt.

And Cao Kun was very cooperative with cultivation on the surface, but in fact, he had no intention of succeeding in cultivation at all, and every time he wanted to run the entire route, he would deliberately interrupt his cultivation.

Maybe Cao Kun's acting skills were too good, Tang San didn't find anything abnormal, but he would often scold Cao Kun in his heart for being so stupid and stupid, and he couldn't practice such a simple exercise.

During this period, Cao Kun also intentionally or unintentionally asked Tang San if there were any other immortal grass knowledge recorded in that ancient book.

At this time, Tang San would divert the topic, obviously not wanting to say too much.

Seeing Tang San divert the topic, Cao Kun didn't continue to ask, but just showed a depressed mood.

After several times in a row, Cao Kun began to show absent-mindedness when he was cultivating.

In order to make Tang San feel that he was fascinated by the knowledge of those immortal grasses, and he had no heart to cultivate.

Of course, it is true, Xiancao, one of the few plug-ins in Douluo Continent, if he doesn't get his hands on it, Cao Kun will slap himself twice in his dreams.

On this day, after the two of them finished cultivating, Cao Kun and Tang San went to class separately.

In the Junior Soul Master Academy, in fact, as long as you get the first soul ring, then you can apply for graduation, even if you don't apply for graduation, no one will pay attention to you if you don't go to class.

However, Cao Kun didn't understand the basic knowledge of many soul masters, and except for the cultivation time, he usually mixed in the senior class to listen to the lectures.

For example, how to absorb the soul ring was what he learned in class.

And Tang San hadn't been to class since he worshipped the master as his teacher, which meant that he hadn't taken a class at all.

Typical sect thinking, thinking that it is good to just follow a teacher.

Therefore, in addition to learning from the master, Tang San spent most of his time in the blacksmith shop striking iron, or tinkering with his secret weapons.

On this side, Tang San, who was separated from Cao Kun, came to the room where he usually made secret weapons.

"How can there be people with such poor qualifications, who can't learn such a garbage technique as an iron cloth shirt!"

"I haven't worked hard to cultivate, I think about the knowledge of fairy grass every day, and I wouldn't have told him about the strange mushroom Tongtian Chrysanthemum if I knew it."

Tang San slammed his right hand the office desk and muttered in a low voice.

"Forget it, give him this knowledge, anyway, the immortal grass recorded in the Xuantian Treasure Record is not in this world, and these useless things are worth exchanging for his three weaknesses."

"After he succeeds in cultivating, it's not up to me to do what he wants, and there will be more powerful helpers in the future!"

"If he doesn't obey, then let the whole continent know about his weaknesses."

"Assert ......"

Thinking like this, Tang San took out a piece of manuscript paper and collapsed on the desk, carefully recalling the knowledge about the immortal grass on the Xuantian Treasure Record in his mind.

I picked up the pen with my right hand and began to write.

"The first one, Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Product, the best anti-poison fairy grass, any poison within its aroma range will not work......"

After writing about the role of the Yuxiang Qiluo immortal product, he then wrote out the method of picking, and finally drew a sketch at the back, and carefully described its description and appearance next to the sketch.

After writing the first type, Tang San muttered with a smile in the corner of his eyes:

"This time, it's up to you to see if you deserve to cooperate!"

Then he began to write again.

"The second type, the lovesick broken intestine red ......"

"The third type, Kira tulip ......"

"The fire apricot is delicate...... Octagonal Ice Grass ......"

……

At night.

Cao Kun and Xiao Wu walked into the Seven Houses side by side, at this time Cao Kun frowned slightly, and he was thinking of various ways to fool Tang San into giving him immortal grass knowledge in his mind.

And Xiao Wu on the side didn't bother him when he saw Cao Kun thinking, and took out a carrot and gnawed it.

Time passed, and the work-study students came back one after another.

In the past year, because of Cao Kun and Xiao Wu, the work-study students have rarely been bullied.

This made the other work-study students very grateful, and when they saw that Cao Kun was thinking about something, the others did not bother him.

I can't think of any way to gain the knowledge of the fairy grass without attracting Tang San's attention.

It's been a few days, and he hasn't noticed that I've been absent-minded lately, or really takes this knowledge so seriously.

It shouldn't be, or he didn't have such a heavy heart to dig a hole for me.

Taking a deep breath, Cao Kun thought with some distress.

"Brother Kun, you're still thinking about those fairy grasses, look."

At this moment, Tang San appeared next to Cao Kun with a piece of manuscript paper.

Cao Kun was slightly stunned, he was thinking too seriously just now, and he didn't even know when Tang San came in.

He looked at the step of manuscript paper handed over by Tang San, and asked with surprise in his eyes:

"This is!?"

"The fairy grass you want, in the past few days, I have written out the knowledge of fairy grass in ancient books from memory."

"Seeing that you want to know so much, I'll give it to you!"

Tang San said with a smile on his face.

Cao Kun took the manuscript paper with some excitement and flipped through it.

"Youxiang Qiluo immortal products, acacia broken intestine red, star anise ice grass ......"

There are all the fairy grasses that appear in Douluo, and there are also those that don't appear.

Cao Kun didn't know if this knowledge of fairy grass was right, but he had a way to verify it.

He flipped to the lovesick one, which was described.

Acacia broken intestine red: the magic treasure in the fairy herbs, the appearance is like a bloody peony, you need to think of the person you love when picking, and then spit out a mouthful of blood on the flower, and the flower can be picked off successfully.

Cao Kun was very impressed by this fairy grass, so he still remembered the method of picking it.

Seeing that the picking method written by Tang San was the same as in his impression, Cao Kun put his mind at ease and said to Tang San with a happy face:

"Thank you, Xiao San, I've always been interested in these strange things, after listening to you talk about that fairy grass last time, I felt uncomfortable when I thought that there were other things I didn't know."

"I've been cultivating hard these days!"

"Haha, I also saw that you were so interested, so I took some time to write it down, if you like it."

Tang San said with sincerity on his face.

"Thank you so much, junior."

Cao Kun stood up, patted Tang San on the shoulder and said.

"Aren't we brothers, what's the point of worrying about trivial matters!"

Tang San raised his head, and his tone had a hint of justice and awe-inspiring taste.

This semester, Cao Kun has grown a lot taller, and now Tang San needs to look up when he looks at Cao Kun as he speaks.

"Haha, I don't know if we can find a fairy grass?"

Seeing Tang San's appearance, Cao Kun asked with a look of hope on his face.

"Hopeful!"

Tang San replied like this, but in his heart, he was thinking that if he could find it, there would be ghosts, and he would not be in this world at all.

If you don't know what they're talking about, the two of them really look like brothers.

……

In the next week, Cao Kun showed great cooperation with Tang San's cultivation, and finally succeeded in cultivating the iron cloth shirt.

Seeing this, Tang San's eyes lit up, and he became more enthusiastic about Cao Kun.

I just succeeded in cultivating, and now I turn my face and even if I break the cover door, it will have almost no effect, this is to fatten me up and kill again.

Cao Kun muttered in his heart: But I won't give you this opportunity.

Then, on a stormy night, Cao Kun broke himself.

"Poof!"

"I've only been practicing for a month, and now it's not a big problem to break the gong."

Looking at the mouthful of blood spit out on the ground, Cao Kun muttered to himself in a low voice.