Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 13 The Little Witch of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School

The hall of the Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect was silent for a moment. The two titled Douluo were admired by Ning Fengzhi's wisdom and surprised by Tang San's message.

In the end, it was Gu Rong who broke the peace, "Feng Zhi, why did you say that Tang San is Tang Hao's son? Is his surname Tang?"

"Of course it won't be that simple." Ning Fengzhi shook his head and fell into memories. "This involves a very famous thing in the Soul Masters."

"Six years ago, the former Pope of the Spirit Hall brought two titled Douluo to hunt soul beasts and failed and was seriously injured by Haotian Douluo and was almost well-known."

"I was thinking at the time that what kind of soul beast needs to be dispatched to such a large team. The most important thing is that it failed. Everyone was passing it on. It was Tang Hao who defeated them and grabbed the soul beast and then became the titled Douluo."

"But I think the order should be wrong. At that time, Tang Hao had only eight soul rings. No matter how strong the Soul Douluo was, he could not be able to defeat the three Titled Douluoes. Therefore, the order should be that he would defeat them after he became Titled Douluo."

"However, there is only one possibility for one soul Douluo to win three titled Douluo!" Ning Fengzhi speculated.

"Sacrifice!" Chen Xin Ancient Banyan blurted out.

"That's right, only the soul beast can explain all this. I have conducted an investigation on Tang Hao and found that he had married a woman with a martial soul, Blue Silver Grass as his wife. It was at a critical moment when he was about to become the title Douluo. At that time, I was ignorant and laughed at him for being deceived by beauty. Now I think about it, I am afraid that the woman is not the soul master of Blue Silver Grass, but the soul beast transformed by the Blue Silver Emperor for 100,000 years!"

"Tang San, surnamed Tang, is exactly six years old, with a martial soul blue silver grass, and is innately full of soul power. If there are too many coincidences, it is not a coincidence!" Ning Fengzhi said firmly.

Speaking of this, Gu Douluo and Jian Douluo no longer doubted him. Gu Douluo even said directly, "Since that's the case, should we kill that child in the cradle? Twin martial souls and innate soul power. Once they grow up, I'm afraid that the old sword man and I will not be his opponents in the future!"

"No need, although the upper three sects occasionally have conflicts, they are still in common. Haotian Douluo is powerful, and we have no reason to get along with him." Ning Fengzhi stopped him, "Besides, Uncle Gu, have you forgotten that Tang Hao has Tang San, and we have Xiaotian."

Hearing this, Gu Rong calmed down, "Yes, Xiaotian's two terrifying martial souls, let alone the bead, is that sword, not to mention the sword, not to mention the sword."

"It's still wrong!" Although Chen Xin cherishes his words like gold, his words are filled with confidence in Tianlin.

At this time, the child trusted by the three big bosses was hiding in their room, devoted to practicing new meditations.

After the soul power had been in the body for a large circle, Tianlin opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

"What a powerful meditation method of Emperor Wa. Not only is the cultivation of soul power nearly half faster, but it also has its own purification effect. This way I will save a lot of time to sort out those soul powers." Tian Lin, who opened his eyes, was extremely excited.

With the practice of Emperor Wa, the meditation method of the Holy Spirit Pearl, with his current cultivation speed, fourteen years can be equivalent to the practice of ordinary innate soul masters for more than twenty-seven years.

This suddenly increased his confidence. After all, what he lacked the most now is time.

"I'm hungry, it's almost time to have supper!" Tianlin pushed open the door of the room and realized that it was already dark. He meditated for the whole afternoon without realizing it.

Dinner time has passed, and the cafeteria may have been closed. Tianlin had no choice but to pick fruits from the orchard to eat.

Just as he left the room, several small figures secretly followed behind him.

Tianlin came to the orchard, found the ripe fruit and picked it off, prepared to wash it, pad it and lasted tonight. At this moment, a long thing flew over, and Tianlin, who sensed the danger, flashed sideways.

But the fruit in his hand fell down. At this time, another unknown thing shot, just shot the fruit and nailed it to the treetops.

Only then did Tianlin see clearly that this was actually a bone.

"Who is sneaking me out and come out?"

After Tianlin finished speaking, several figures came out of the woods. Ning Rongrong was the leader. "Hmph, come out as soon as you come out. I am still afraid that you will not succeed."

"Little witch, what are you going to do? Are you bullying your fellow disciples for no reason?" Tianlin teased.

"You dare to call me a little witch, damn it, I must teach you a good lesson today." Ning Rongrong winked at the people behind him, and they stepped forward together to surround Tianlin.

"Do you want to bully the less?"

"Hmph, I'm scared. I've been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, because it's the first time you, Grandpa Jian is raped by me. I'll give you another chance now. As long as you promise to be my little follower, I'll let you go today!" Ning Rongrong said proudly. This little brat really holds grudges. He remembers those little things from the past until now.

Tianlin shook his head, "Sorry, I'm still saying that, I don't have the habit of being a follower, so I still refuse."

"Damn it, you guys, teach me a lesson!" This was the second time she was rejected in her life, and she could no longer bear it.

"Boy, don't blame us. Who told you to offend Miss Rongrong!" said the young man in the lead. He was about eleven or twelve years old, and his soul power was the highest among them.

Tianlin looked at the person who was speaking and asked, "Did you ejaculate the bone just now?"

"That's right, my name is Gu Ran, a martial soul skeleton war horse, a level 22-level strong attack war soul master!" Gu Ran introduced himself, and two yellow soul rings on his body flashed.

"Guran, I remember Gu Douluo has no son under his knee?" Tian Lin guessed whether this person and Gu Douluo were related to blood. Maybe he should be gentler when he started.

"I have no relatives with Lord Mianxia. I am just an orphan adopted by the Seven Treasures Glazed Li Sect. Because I awakened the skeleton-like martial soul, I was taken to the Bone Douluo Mianxia as a registered disciple and joined the Imperial Hall." Gu Ran explained, "Boy, you are too young and cannot be my opponent. I don't want to attack you. As long as you agree to the eldest lady's conditions, everyone will be at peace."

Guran was still persuading him kindly, but Ning Rongrong couldn't wait, "Guran, why are you talking to that guy so much? Hurry up and beat him up."

"You are kind-hearted, but unfortunately, my martial soul is a sword. My sword heart does not allow me to bow my head, so I can only let you down." As he said that, the soul ring on Tianlin's body lit up, and the magic sword had already come to his hands.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next