In Douluo Continent, I saved Zhu Zhuqing at the beginning.

Of course, this is only a change in appearance.

In addition, there are differences in temperament.

Dugu Bo was once an unruly person, with arrogance in his bones.

Now, however, it has lost that sharpness and instead gives people a more gentle feeling.

It's like a wild horse that has broken free and been tamed.

So who tamed this wild horse, that big shot?

Thinking of this.

Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo subconsciously met each other's eyes, and both could see the shock in each other's eyes.

"Sect Master, Dugu Bo is not to be underestimated now. I sensed a dangerous aura about him."

Beside him, Bone Douluo secretly transmitted his voice.

It seems that Dugu Bo's changes are even greater than I thought... Ning Fengzhi nodded almost imperceptibly.

In their circle, the unit of measurement is Poison Douluo.

One Bone Douluo is equivalent to two or three Poison Douluos without any problem.

Now, a Poison Douluo has actually put Bone Douluo in danger. What a huge leap forward that is!

However.

This isn't unacceptable, is it?

After all, anyone who comes into contact with a big shot experiences a rapid increase in strength.

He had two perfect examples right beside him. His own daughter, Ning Rongrong, after obtaining that terrifying and mysterious cultivation technique, not only gained terrifying power, but her own martial spirit also...

It broke free from the shackles that prevented it from supporting itself.

It's even possible that he could break through the level 79 soul power limit in the future.

And Sword Douluo goes without saying.

The brilliance of that single blade of grass slicing through the ninth soul skill of the Bone-Breaking Douluo was still vivid in Ning Fengzhi's mind.

I ask you, after interacting with that Mr. Lin, how many abnormal examples have you encountered?

"Sect Master, you must always be in awe of powerful figures."

For no apparent reason, Ning Fengzhi recalled Sword Douluo's reminder.

Now, I wholeheartedly agree.

"Your Majesty Dugu, is my teacher here?"

At this moment, Ning Rongrong curiously peeked out her little head and looked into the yard.

"Teacher, who is your teacher?"

Dugu Bo was stunned for a moment.

Ning Rongrong didn't answer, but instead winked at Dugu Bo with a smile, as if to say, "Guess?"

He suddenly realized: "You mean Mr. Lin?"

Ning Rongrong smiled.

"hiss……"

Good heavens, so the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has long been just an accessory on the big boss's lap!?

Dugu Bo gasped, realizing he should seriously consider choosing sides.

After all.

It's obvious that Ning Rongrong is closer to the big boss. What if she supports Xue Beng when it comes time to seize power? Wouldn't she be doomed?

"Brother Dugu, who is it? Please invite them in for me. I can't leave right now."

At that moment, Lin Yan's voice came.

Suppressing his many thoughts, Dugu Bo forced a smile. "Sect Leader Ning, please come in."

Upon entering the courtyard.

It was as if we had entered another world.

Fortunately, Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo had already been warned by Sword Douluo and Ning Rongrong beforehand, so they were mentally prepared.

Even though he was extremely shocked, he remained calm and composed.

Poison Douluo couldn't help but nod in agreement.

As expected of the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, such composure and calmness are not something ordinary people possess.

In no time, this scene appeared before their eyes.

A young man stood behind a mahogany table, watching them with a slight smile on his lips.

Although it was a simple picture, it left Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo stunned for quite a while.

This Mr. Lin certainly has an extraordinary demeanor!

Although he was dressed in a simple blue robe, he gave people a sense of transcendence, as if he were untainted by the mud.

Just like some people who, no matter what they wear, cannot hide their aristocratic air.

The flaws don't detract from the overall excellence. Isn't that right?

Ning Fengzhi's evaluation of Lin Yan was steadily rising.

"Teacher, I'm back."

Suddenly, Ning Rongrong appeared from behind Ning Fengzhi. Then, in a few steps, she was beside Lin Yan, clinging to his arm tightly, her eyes brimming with tears. "I'm back,"

Are you happy? Were you surprised? Were you delighted?

The girl wore a plain-colored long dress, her snow-white, smooth skin looking as if it could be pinched to release moisture. Normally, it would be a shame not to tease her at this moment.

However, Lin Yan was not in the mood for that right now.

"Accident."

Lin Yan's face immediately darkened.

I'm so damn surprised. Why are you back, you little devil? Wouldn't it have been better to come home and inherit your immeasurable fortune?

He was very curious about what Ning Fengzhi was thinking.

"Hehe, Rongrong knew that the teacher would miss me, so she quickly asked my dad to bring me back."

A sly glint flashed in Ning Rongrong's eyes. She chuckled.

"Hmph." Zhu Zhuqing snorted coldly from the side. What a little vixen.

She hadn't expected her nemesis to return so soon.

The joy of being alone with my teacher ended before it even began.

"Lin Yan, I have met Sect Leader Ning."

Lin Yanzhu looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, who had a jade crown, and clasped his hands in a salute.

It has to be said, Ning Fengzhi is very handsome.

If this were in Lin Yan's previous life, a handsome uncle like Ning Fengzhi would definitely have a lot of aunties willing to give him a Porsche for their 70th birthday.

Shifting my gaze, the identity of the guard-like figure became immediately apparent.

Skinny as a stick, he was undoubtedly Bone Douluo, one of the Xuanming Elders of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

"I have met Your Majesty."

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Ning Fengzhi and Gu Douluo then came to their senses.

"Mr. Lin, you can just call me Old Bone."

"Mr. Lin, I apologize for disturbing you."

Uh... this form of address seems to express closeness.

Lin Yan was somewhat puzzled. Could they really want Ning Rongrong to become my disciple?

However, Ning Fengzhi was a very shrewd and diplomatic person. She didn't state her purpose directly, but her gaze lingered on the mahogany table, seemingly very interested in what Lin Yan was about to do.

"It seems Mr. Lin has come to Yazhi to have a painting done?"

"It's just for fun. Don't take it seriously."

Lin Yan smiled. He was being modest.

Although the system has left him, over the past thousand years, under the system's training, his painting skills have long been comparable to those of legendary masters of painting.

I was really bored, so I decided to show Zhu Zhuqing what I could do.

However, unexpectedly, outsiders also came.

“In that case, I’d like to see for myself.” Ning Fengzhi was delighted, for he was a refined person by nature.

"Very well. I'll make an example of myself then."

Lin Yan's eyes lit up. He casually picked up a bright red calligraphy brush.

"This is no ordinary transaction."

Ning Fengzhi suddenly said.

"Haha, I'm ashamed to say. Normally, we use wolf hair brushes or something. Due to limited materials, I could only use dog hair. But it's still pretty good. Ning Zong mainly likes it, so I..."

I'll give you one later.

Lin Yan chuckled awkwardly, his gaze landing on Da Hei with a hint of embarrassment.

Without a doubt, this dog is the victim.

Seeing this, the giant red dog that Ning Fengzhi was cooling off nearby was secretly alarmed.

Sword Douluo has already revealed his identity.