Douluo: Qianxunji's Happy Life

Qian Renchuan looked up and saw the smile on Qian Xunji's lips. He became a little excited. He felt that his father would arrange a devilish training for him that was no less than that of his sister.

After a period of time.

In Haotian Sect, the annual martial soul awakening begins, and the person who awakens is an outer sect soul saint elder.

A group of children dressed in the uniforms of Haotian Sect disciples were queuing up. Among them, there was a little boy with a bruised face and dark blue hair who attracted a lot of attention.

This little boy is naturally Tang San. Ever since Tang Yuehua refused to give the elders' lineage a gold soul coin, the balance between the elders' lineage and the sect master's lineage completely collapsed, and the two forces were in an incompatible state.

Tang San encountered bullying that was ten times more terrible than before. The horror of this bullying was unimaginable. The bruised and swollen face he suffered before was just child's play compared to what happened afterwards. What happened afterwards was psychological torture.

For example, Tang San was thrown out of the grove naked, surrounded by countless people from the Haotian Sect, dragged into the toilet and threatened to eat. So many things.

The darkness of the means brought great devastation to Tang San's soul. Tang San's fear of the Haotian Sect even surpassed his desire for power. He even dared not go to the hill to practice the Purple Demon Pupil every morning, or eat three meals a day in the cafeteria, and could only stay at home.

Tang Xiao felt extremely distressed, but he was powerless to help, so he asked someone to deliver three meals a day to Tang San's room.

No matter how bold those guys were, they didn't dare to break into the house. After all, Tang Hao was sleeping in the house.

"Tang San!"

Soon it was Tang San's turn. Some disciples from the elders' lineage looked at Tang San in a teasing manner, saying that he was just a bastard born out of sexual desire. Even if he awakened the Clear Sky Hammer, what level of innate spirit power did he have?

Under a layer of golden light, the blue color of Tang San's hair seemed to deepen, and his ordinary face became more handsome. He raised his right hand, and a blue grass appeared.

If Ah Yin appeared here, he would definitely recognize that this was the Blue Silver King spirit, but it was very different from the Blue Silver King awakened by Qian Renchuan. One was infinitely close to a hundred thousand years old, while this one was only twenty or thirty thousand years old.

Tang San looked at the blue grass in front of him and the thing tightly grasped in his left hand, and he almost cried. The Blue Silver Grass, the Clear Sky Hammer, and his martial soul had finally awakened!

But he would not show his Clear Sky Hammer spirit. If he showed his Clear Sky Hammer, his twin spirits, and his second spirit was still the Clear Sky Hammer, he would not be able to leave! He wanted to leave the Clear Sky Sect as soon as possible. He wanted to go to Notting City, Notting College, to find his baby Xiao Wu! He wanted to become his apprentice to his theoretically invincible teacher, Yu Xiaogang.

Blue silver entanglement, parasitism, spider web bondage, blue silver cage, his perfect soul skills, the soul skills that allowed him to compete in the Soul Master Competition without a single defeat.

The Haotian Sect is simply not a place for human beings to stay!

"Tang San, martial spirit blue silver grass, innate full spirit power."

113. Chapter 113 Bibi Dong’s Death

113.

"Blue Silver Grass?"

In Haotian Sect's Sect Master's Hall, Tang Xiao looked at the blue grass on Tang San's right hand. There was a silver vein on the grass, but the silver vein was very shallow. Reminiscence appeared in his eyes, as if he saw the former Ah Yin. However, Ah Yin's blue silver grass was Blue Silver Emperor, which was covered with golden veins.

Tang Xiao sighed lightly, feeling a little lost. He had thought that Tang San would awaken the Clear Sky Hammer. If it was the innate Clear Sky Hammer with full soul power, then he would definitely train Tang San to be the next leader of the Clear Sky Sect.

But no one expected that Tang San’s martial spirit would be blue silver grass. Without the Clear Sky Hammer, he would not be a true member of the Tang family, and Tang San’s descendants could not be included in the family tree at all.

The Haotian Sect obviously does not have a deep understanding of theoretical research. In the original novel, Tang San returned to the Haotian Sect. The elders learned that Tang San, the son of Tang Hao, had a blue silver grass as his martial soul. They did not have any doubts at all and were ready to drive Tang San away.

Knowing that it was a twin martial spirit, except for Tang Xiao, the people of the Yi Clan had no doubts about the twin useless martial spirits Blue Silver Grass and Clear Sky Hammer. They just thought that Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was a mutated Blue Silver Grass.

"Uncle, I want to leave Haotian Sect."

"Where do you want to go?"

Tang Xiao did not refuse, because Tang San did not awaken the Clear Sky Hammer, and his martial spirit was the useless Blue Silver Grass, not the Blue Silver Emperor. What was the use of having full innate soul power? Just like Yu Xiaogang, he was killed in the upper limit.

He is not a real member of the Tang family. Even if he is beaten half to death or even killed by those Tang family disciples, the most he can do is punish those Tang family disciples. It is impossible to exchange one life for another. Letting Tang San leave may be the best option.

"I want to go to the border of the Tiandou Empire and study at any junior spirit master academy."

"Why go so far?"

Tang San naturally had no way of explaining that he wanted to go find Xiao Wu. What he had revealed so far was only the useless spirit Blue Silver Grass, a 100,000-year-old transformed spirit beast. If the Haotian Sect knew about it, they would definitely capture it and raise it in captivity. If he displayed two spirits, would he leave the Haotian Sect? He would stay here and practice!

"Uncle, I'm afraid. I'm afraid of those people. I'm afraid they'll come looking for me if I get too close."

As Tang San spoke, his tone actually became tearful, as if he was really traumatized by bullying. In fact, he did have a psychological trauma.

"Okay, okay, uncle will send someone to take you there."

Tang Xiao really felt sorry for his nephew. The bullying in the past two and a half years was really too dark. Xiao Senlin was stripped naked and thrown out once. He ran home naked and covered in bruises. Most people in the Haotian Sect saw it, which dealt a huge blow to Tang San's self-esteem.

Another time, if the disciples of the Min clan had not discovered it in time and called Bai He, Tang San would have been thrown into the toilet. It was because of this that Tang San was so scared that he never dared to go out again until his martial spirit awakened.

"If you feel lonely outside, you can write a letter to your uncle. Your uncle will always be your relative."

Tears welled up in Tang San's eyes. He truly, truly felt what fatherly love was, pure fatherly love. In his previous life, when his father found out that he only had the Blue Silver Grass spirit, his disappointment and indifference, and his love and care after he showed him the Clear Sky Hammer, were a 180-degree contrast to the love he had from his uncle.

Afterwards, Tang San took a lot of gold soul coins and some training resources, and under the escort of a Soul Emperor from the Haotian Sect, he headed towards Notting City and Notting College.

Originally, Tang Xiao wanted Tang San to obtain a hundred-year spirit ring before leaving, but was rejected by Tang San. He was familiar with Yu Xiaogang's theory and knew that the first spirit ring was the most important spirit ring of a martial soul, the cornerstone of the road of cultivation, and laid the foundation for the future road of cultivation.

If the Haotian Sect randomly found a soul ring for him, wouldn't it destroy his talent? It is better to follow the original script and obtain the Mandragora Snake.

In the carriage, Tang San opened the curtain and looked into the distance, with endless longing in his eyes.

Xiao Wu, are you okay? Have you also been reborn like Rongrong and I? I haven't seen you for six years. Do you miss me? Third brother is here to see you. "

As Tang San travels to Notting City, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect also has its annual martial spirit awakening day.

Everyone present was focused on a little girl in a blue miniskirt. She had long chestnut hair draped behind her back, and her facial features were as delicate as a porcelain doll, extremely cute. Her skin was as smooth as silk, without a single hair on it, and as white as snow, so tender that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of it, and she was dragging a pagoda shining with colorful lights in her hand.

Who else could this little girl be other than Ning Rongrong? Elder Ning Que, who awakened for Ning Rongrong, looked at her appearance. If her long chestnut hair was dyed pink, she would be exactly like the little princess Bibi Dong when she first came to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. The two looked so much alike, as if they were cut from the same mold.

However, Ning Que had some guesses in his heart, but he didn't dare to say them out loud, because two years ago Ning Fengzhi ordered the sect's disciples to regard Bibi Dong's affairs as a taboo, and anyone who dared to say a word about it would be punished according to the sect's rules.

Bone Douluo suddenly said: "Feng Zhi, take a look, Rongrong's Seven Treasures Glazed Tower seems to be a little different from yours!"

Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi also stared at the martial spirit in Ning Rongrong's hand, "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, eight? Eight floors, Eight Treasure Glazed Tower!"

Ning Fengzhi felt a surge of blood rushing up his chest. It was worth it, it was too worth it. In the secret room, Bibi Dong got Gu Chen, a super genius with twin martial souls and full innate soul power! He also got the Eight Treasures Glazed Pagoda! This means that the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect can be renamed the Eight Treasures Glazed Sect in the future! !

The thing Ning Fengzhi was most grateful for in his life was the decision to keep Bibi Dong in the secret room and let her, a traitor, become the genius production machine of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect!

At the same time, a hint of murderous intent flashed across Ning Fengzhi's eyes. Bibi Dong was no longer of any use, and it was time to let her disappear from this world.

Ning Rongrong was stunned in place, and then she was ecstatic. Eight Treasures Glazed Tower, is this the benefit of rebirth? If I take the Qiluo tulip given by my third brother, will it evolve into a Ten Treasures Glazed Tower?

Ning Fengzhi came to Ning Rongrong with the crystal ball, "Rongrong, come here, put your hand on it."

Ning Rongrong placed her palm on the crystal ball, and the entire crystal ball suddenly lit up.

"Eight Treasures Glazed Tower, full innate soul power! God bless the seven treasures!"

In the Qibao Hall, in a dark secret room.

A man had a collar on his neck and arms. He was skinny and looked extremely old. His hair was as rough as straw and seemed to have no nutrients at all.

If this person were thrown into the outside world, no one would believe that she was Bibi Dong, the little princess who once charmed the entire Tiandou City and the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, and who was rumored to have been dead for fifteen years.

Bibi Dong was wearing a long skirt, but there was nothing underneath. Everyone knows the reason.

The door to the secret room opened.

Ning Fengzhi and Gu Douluo walked in.

Ning Fengzhi stared at Bibi Dong without a trace of emotion in his eyes, let alone a trace of pity or sympathy. Seeing Bibi Dong's current state, he didn't even want to touch her. Bibi Dong seemed to have lost her soul, with only a walking corpse left. She hadn't made a sound for a long time, including doing that kind of thing.

"Uncle Gu, kill Bibi Dong and make her disappear from this world completely. Don't even leave any bones behind."

Hearing this, Bibi Dong's empty eyes seemed to regain a glimmer of light and she moved her fingers.

"Bibi Dong, everything that happened today is your own fault. Don't blame us. This old man, Feng Zhi, and that old bitch have given you countless chances, but you didn't seize them."

“Gah~~~!!”

A hoarse voice that seemed to be inhuman came out of Bibi Dong's mouth. Bibi Dong's shattered spirit recovered. Her face was as ferocious as a ghost. The chains on her arms and behind her neck vibrated. She stared at Ning Fengzhi and Gu Douluo, as if she wanted to eat their flesh, sleep on their skin, drink their blood, dig out their bones, and cut their bodies into pieces!

The soul will be ripped out and tortured for eternity!

"Twist! Feng! Zhi——" (Ning Fengzhi)

"Gu! Rong——" (Ancient Banyan)

Bibi Dong's words were already unclear, but her voice was filled with murderous intent and hatred to destroy the world. She hated, she hated Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong!

She hated Chen Xin who had left her alone, she hated Qian Xunji who had sent her to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, and she hated everything in this world except Yu Xiaogang!

Ning Fengzhi waved his hand calmly, as if to shoo away a fly.

Bone Douluo slapped his hands casually, and the black soul power covered Bibi Dong, shattering her into pieces, turning into a ball of blood foam and bone residue, and was teleported to an unknown place.

114. Chapter 114 Ma Hongjun: Even dogs won’t go to the evil Spirit Hall

114.

In Caoji Village, in the Wuhun Branch Hall, in an old wooden house, the Wuhun Hall deacons awakened one by one, but in the end they were disappointed. The children in Caoji Village basically awakened martial spirits related to chickens, and none of them had soul power at all, and could not become soul masters.

When the deacon awakened the last one, a handsome little boy, a ball of blazing flame suddenly erupted in the golden light shield, and there was some dark flame in the flame.

If a soul master with a high level of cultivation could see clearly at a glance, this was not black flame at all, but impurities, and the little boy's martial soul was defective.

"Is this a turkey martial spirit?!"

The Spirit Hall deacon looked at the little boy. The boy's appearance had changed a little. His thin body had swelled up, and his short black hair had turned fiery red.

"What turkey? This is a phoenix!"

The little boy's tone changed from flattering to arrogant, and his expression seemed to not take this great soul master-level soul branch hall deacon seriously at all. This little boy was Ma Hongjun, the reborn Phoenix God.

As an existence who has cultivated to level 100 to become a god, a great soul master is nothing but a great soul master of the Spirit Hall. He was not as talented as his third brother and had never participated in the battle of gods, but in the battle of Titled Douluo, he was a god descended to earth, and he beat up the third priest of the Spirit Hall, Qingluan Douluo, and knocked away Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Even the evil Spirit Hall, the bread and butter of this great spirit master, was destroyed by him and his friends.

"Come, test your innate soul power." The Spirit Hall deacon did not notice the change in Ma Hongjun's attitude, because he was looking forward to awakening a genius and getting a promotion and a raise.

Ma Hongjun pressed his hand on the crystal, and instantly, a dazzling light flashed in the crystal.

"Ninth-level innate spirit power, Phoenix spirit, oh my god, I'm rich!" The Spirit Hall deacon was extremely excited, "Little boy, what's your name?"

"My name is Ma Hongjun."

Ma Hongjun looked full of pride, and even lifted his bangs with his hand. This is the talent of a monster!

"Little brother Ma Hongjun, are you willing to join the Spirit Hall? Your innate soul power is as high as level nine. You will definitely receive the best training and even break through to the pinnacle of soul masters and become a Titled Douluo!" After being excited, the Spirit Hall deacon quickly grabbed Ma Hongjun's hand and asked urgently.

Ma Hongjun's eyes showed disdain. Tsk, the pinnacle of the Soul Resurrection Master, a guy who has never seen the world, the gap between Titled Douluo and Titled Douluo is bigger than that between humans and dogs, and the pinnacle of this world is the Divine King, which is the realm that only the third brother can reach. The two women in the Spirit Hall don't have this talent! In the future, he will follow the third brother to destroy the evil Spirit Hall! Even dogs won't go to such an evil place as the Spirit Hall!

"Little kid, don't you know the benefits of joining the Spirit Hall? Our Spirit Hall is the most powerful force in the continent and the holy land of spirit masters across the continent!" The deacon was obviously unwilling to let go of such an outstanding talent like Ma Hongjun, and hurriedly pulled Ma Hongjun aside and talked a lot about the benefits of joining the Spirit Hall.

"I said I won't join the Spirit Hall, so I won't join. Are you annoying me?" Ma Hongjun said with annoyance, looking around for any trace of Flanders.