Douluo: Qianxunji's Happy Life

I remember in my previous life, when I was tricked by the deacon into joining the Spirit Hall, Teacher Flanders appeared at about this time and pulled me back to the right path from the hands of the Spirit Hall deacon.

"Little brother, don't you really want to consider it? Believe me, you can get the best training in the Spirit Hall." The Spirit Hall deacon said earnestly.

"Okay, he doesn't plan to join the Spirit Hall, do you still want to force him to join the Spirit Hall?"

Flanders' voice reached the ears of the two. He appeared in the small house with his hands behind his back. He had been doing odd jobs nearby to add assets to Shrek Academy. When he passed by the Grass Chicken Village, he felt a sense of oppression, just like a grass chicken meeting the blood pressure of the king of birds, the Phoenix, and came over. I didn't expect to meet such a good seedling. I have to bring him to Shrek Academy to do harm.

Ma Hongjun turned around and saw Flanders. He was immediately excited. He quickly came to Flanders' side and hugged his thighs. "Teacher, I don't want to go to the Spirit Hall. This guy wants to force me!"

The Spirit Hall deacon's pupils widened, "Little friend, how can you spit bloody words at me! When did I ever force you?"

Although Flanders was puzzled by Ma Hongjun calling him teacher, he would definitely be happy to have such a gifted disciple. He patted Ma Hongjun on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I'm here, no one can force you to join a place you don't want to join."

"Do you understand? I will protect this child. He will not join your Spirit Hall." Flanders said domineeringly. The Spirit Hall deacon felt Flanders' terrible mental pressure and said, "You, you dare to go against the Spirit Hall!"

"Go against? The Spirit Hall is so powerful. This child doesn't want to join the Spirit Hall. Going against your Spirit Hall's wishes is to go against the Spirit Hall! Do you really think that the Spirit Hall can control the entire continent?"

Flanders unfolded his martial soul, which was yellow, purple, black and black, with seven soul rings. He completely believed what Zhao Wuji said. In this regard, the Spirit Hall was actually an evil and shameless force under the guise of justice.

“You, you are the Soul Saint.” The Spirit Hall deacon’s voice trembled. There was actually a Soul Saint in this small place!

"Now that you know, why don't you get out of here!"

“Yes, yes, yes.” Upon seeing this, the Spirit Hall deacon gave up the idea of ​​inviting Ma Hongjun to join the Spirit Hall and left Caoji Village in shame.

"Teacher, you are so handsome!"

Flanders came to Ma Hongjun, squatted down, put his hands on Ma Hongjun's shoulders, and said, "Child, my name is Flanders, don't be afraid. You just called me teacher, do you know what the word teacher means?"

"Of course I know, it means a guide!"

Of course Ma Hongjun was not afraid, his face was full of respect. After all, this was his beloved Dean Flanders, his teacher in his previous life.

Flanders gently rubbed Ma Hongjun's head and said, "Little friend, you are very smart. Since you recognize me as your teacher, I will call you Hongjun. You are gifted and have a strong martial spirit. You just lack a famous teacher to guide you. Are you willing to join my Shrek Academy? I promise to train you into a little monster."

"Yes, yes!"

Ma Hongjun almost jumped up with excitement. "Shrek Seven Devils, my brothers and sisters, we are going to be together again. And Xiangxiang, this time I will definitely practice hard, inherit the throne of the God of Fire, take you to the realm of gods, and live a shameless life!"

"Well, let's go with the teacher. Shrek Academy is not far from here!"

Spirit Hall, conference room.

Qianxunji put his legs on the table in an untidy manner and dozed off.

"There are more and more termites in the Spirit Hall. Oscar and Ma Hongjun's talent list haven't even been submitted yet!"

Ma Hongjun doesn't care about Qianxunji, this loser. He has invested so many resources but still hasn't become the God of Fire. Why does he need this guy? Wouldn't it be more likely that Yan will become the God of Fire if he invests so much resources on him?

What he wanted was Oscar, a rare innate full soul power food-type soul master. If he was trained well, he could become the God of Food as long as he was awarded the title before the age of 40. He could definitely be the future team of his con man.

Afterwards, Ning Rongrong fell in love with Qian Renchuan, but she couldn't get enough of this lovelorn man, so she chose Oscar as her second choice. Isn't the whole thing equivalent to the God of Cookery and the Nine-Colored Goddess becoming the team of his con man?

"Forget it. When the time comes, I will send Xiaochuan to Tianshui College. When we pass through Soto City, I can easily capture these two people with my skills and send them to Tianshui College!"

Qianxunji had thought about the next plan. As for the talent lost by the six-year-old Oscar, it would not be a problem for the Spirit Hall. As for the termites in the Spirit Hall, when the situation on the continent becomes a little chaotic, Qian Renxue would clean them up and use them to spread the faith of the Angel God. The Spirit Hall has a lot of blood, and the blood sucked by those termites will be regarded as the necessary loss for spreading the faith of the Angel God.

115. Chapter 115 Tang San, Xiao Wu, Yu Xiaogang

115.

Nottingham City, not far from the gate of Nottingham College.

Tang San arrived here after a month's long journey in a carriage.

"Uncle Tangdi, please go back. I can do it alone."

Tang San urgently wanted Tang Di to leave quickly, because he was going to find Xiao Wu and become his disciple from his teacher in his previous life, Da Shi Yu Xiao Gang. With his teacher's invincible theory, who was the best in the continent and his intelligence, he could tell at a glance that he had twin martial souls. If Tang Di knew about this, wouldn't he be immediately captured and taken back to the Haotian Sect?

Tang Di nodded slightly and left without saying a word. As a member of the Tang family of the Clear Sky Sect, if it weren't for the Sect Master's entrustment, he would really think that Tang San was willing to stay with this bastard outsider who didn't even inherit the Clear Sky Hammer.

Originally, Tang Xiao had asked him to help Tang San obtain the first spirit ring, but Tang San asked him to leave, so how could he not leave? In this small place, a low-level spirit master academy, it was not difficult for the teachers and the dean to obtain the first and second spirit rings for Tang San.

So what if Tang San’s first spirit ring is a ten-year spirit ring? He is not a member of the Tang family, so even if he dies, it has nothing to do with him.

"What are you doing? Is this a place where a brat like you can come?! Go away!"

The young man guarding the door waved at Tang San, as if he was chasing a child away.

Although the Haotian Sect is the number one sect in the world, the clothes they wear are not gorgeous, but mainly strong and wear-resistant. Therefore, Tang San's clothes are no different from those of the ordinary people in the city.

Tang San remembered that this young man seemed to be the gatekeeper in his memory. Although he didn't like him, he still said politely: "Uncle, I'm here to register for Notting College."

"Register? The registration time for the academy has long passed. I've seen a lot of brats like you. You want to be a soul master, and the learning environment of a soul master. You should find a better excuse!"

The young man waved his hands again, "Get out of here, get out of here, don't get in the way!"

This guy is still so contemptuous!

The third rule of the Tang Sect Xuantian Baolu General Guidelines is to make sure that your opponent is an enemy and show no mercy as long as he has a way to kill you, otherwise it will only add to your own troubles.

Tang San narrowed his eyes slightly, and gathered the inner force of Xuan Tian Gong in his palm. With a flash of blue light, he slapped out. The young man didn't react in time, and was knocked away with a cry of pain. His body hit the iron door and fell to the ground, and the iron door vibrated twice.

"You little brat!"

The young man was furious. Just as he was about to get up, a foot stepped on his wrist and an extremely cold voice was heard.

"That was just a warning. Open the door, or I'll cripple your hand!"

Tang San had passed through the City of Slaughter in his previous life, so his combat experience was so terrifying that breaking bones and tendons was a piece of cake for him.

The young man looked up, met Tang San's cold eyes, then stood up and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, the young man ran towards Notting College and shouted, "Just wait, you little brat! I'll get the people from the college to deal with you!"

"The clown."

Disdain appeared in Tang San's eyes again. What a waste he was, he only knew how to bully the weak and fear the strong, and he brought up his elders.

Tang San quickly looked around the familiar Notting College. Relying on his past memories, he ran towards the seventh dormitory with Ghostly Steps, his heart pounding.

"Xiao Wu, my Xiao Wu, are you in the academy? We are finally meeting!"

In the seventh dormitory.

Transformed into the appearance of a god, the extremely adorable Xiao Wu sat on the bed with her head supported by her hands, her face full of sorrow.

Although she easily replaced Xiao Chenyu and his gang and became the big sister of Notting College as before, she no longer had to do any work as a part-time student and could leave it all to her younger brothers.

But she couldn't be happy at all because her most important third brother was not there!

In a world without her third brother, what is a big sister? What is cultivation? What is play? Nothing at all. She spent every day in Notting College like a year, missing her third brother all the time.

No one knows if Xiao Wu will end up like the girl in the story of Acacia, where she vomits blood and dies from longing for her lover.

"Little dance!"

The door to Dormitory 7 opened, and Tang San shouted excitedly.

Xiao Wu turned her head and looked at Tang San. Although her appearance and voice had changed, her eyes filled with endless emotions had not changed.

With just one glance and one name, Xiao Wu recognized that the man in front of her was her third brother!

Tears appeared in Xiao Wu's beautiful eyes, "Brother San San?"

"Xiao Wu!" "Third brother!"

"Little dance!"

The two people who had not seen each other for six years hugged each other excitedly and expressed their longing for each other.

"Third brother, I miss you so much. When I knew you were gone, I was so scared that I would be reborn alone and I would never be able to be with you again in this life."

Tang San gently wiped away Xiao Wu's tears, "Silly girl, no matter how many years have passed, no matter how many times I have reincarnated, I, Tang San, will always love only you."

"Brother, you are so ugly now."

Tang San couldn't help but smile bitterly, although he was not as good-looking as when he awakened the Blue Silver Emperor in his previous life, his current appearance was still much better than when he was six years old in the Holy Spirit Village.

"But no matter what you look like, you are the most handsome in my heart."

Tang San was overjoyed again after hearing these words, and even wanted to kiss Xiao Wu.

"Xiao Wu, why do I feel like you're a little different than before?"

Xiao Wu turned in front of Tang San, her long scorpion tail swinging as she did so. She smiled and said, "Third brother, I look cute now, don't I? I was transformed into a god."

"So that's how it is. Then I, Tang San, am truly blessed."

Tang San finally felt the benefit of being reborn. Xiao Wu is so beautiful. She will probably be the most beautiful woman in the whole continent when she grows up, and she is his wife!

"Third brother, have you seen Dashi? Let's go find Dashi now."

"Teacher, not yet. I came to see you as soon as I arrived at Notting College."

"Then let's go quickly."

Xiao Wu took Tang San's hand, and the two walked towards the residence of the master of Notting College.

Along the way, the students of Notting College saw the elder sister and the younger sister dancer, whom they regarded as fairies and goddesses, holding the hands of a strange little boy. The two seemed to be very affectionate. Their hearts exploded to the extreme, and the sound of heartbreak continued.

Yu Xiaogang lives in a room in the corner of the top floor of the dormitory building. The room is not big, only about 30 square meters. The things inside are also very simple, with only a bookshelf that occupies two walls and is filled with various books.

In front of the desk, Yu Xiaogang was flipping through his own theory book, feeling powerless. He didn't understand why no one thought highly of the theories he had spent more than twenty years researching. Those big families all said that these were useless clown theories.

During the years at Notting College, he thought that by publishing the ten core competitive strengths of the martial spirits he had researched, his reputation as a great master would become known in the world of soul masters. However, who knew that what he would be greeted with was abuse and disdain from all the major families in the world of soul masters, as well as endless insults.

What made Yu Xiaogang even more heartbroken was that his own family, the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan, announced that his name would be removed from the family tree because of the theory he published.

He didn't understand why God did this to him!

Boom boom boom!

Hearing the knock on the door, Yu Xiaogang quickly calmed down and said, "Come in."

"Big wet."

"Oh, it's Xiao Wu, what's the matter?"

A smile appeared on Yu Xiaogang's stiff face, because in the entire Notting Academy, and even in the entire soul master world, calling him the master was ironic, except for Xiao Wu. He could see that Xiao Wu really regarded him as the master.

Tang San walked into the dormitory and said respectfully: "Master, I want to become your disciple!"

"Oh, little friend, what's your name? What's your martial soul? What's your innate soul power?"

It was obvious that Yu Xiaogang had his own requirements for accepting a disciple. In the entire Notting Academy, only Xiao Wu caught his eye, but Xiao Wu was obviously not interested.