After transmigrating to the Douluo Continent, I became the favorite of the group

Chapter 35

Luo Qingyue looked at Matthew Nuo apologetically, "Grandpa Matthew Nuo, I'm sorry, I have a clan, so it's not convenient to enter the Spirit Hall."

Matthew Nuo thought that Luo Qingyue made such an excuse because she didn't want to enter the Wuhun Hall, but the other party refused so tactfully, so he didn't force it, so as not to make it too ugly.

Matthew Nuo let out a long breath, calming down the excitement in his heart, "I'm sure, you have a good tutor at Notting College, I wonder if I have the chance to know who he is?"

Luo Qingyue scratched her head, "Huh? My teacher is not the teacher of Notting College, he is the suzerain of my clan." It's just not in this world.

'Tongtong, why do these words sound so familiar? '

【Because he said something similar to Tang San in the original book】

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Matthew Nuo said in surprise, "Then I don't know which sect you belong to among the seven major sects?" In fact, he already had a choice of clan in his mind, and if he guessed correctly, he belonged to the next four sects.

Luo Qingyue just thought about it, her mother's clan doesn't seem to be among the seven major sects.

"Well, my suzerain is a hermit, not among the seven suzerains."

"Is that so..."

Matthew Nuo packed up his mood, picked up a yellow crystal ball from the table beside him and walked up to Luo Qingyue, "Inject your soul power into it, and let me see how many levels you have reached. According to the theory For me, you should be thirteen..."

Before Matthew Nuo could say a single word, the crystal ball he handed to Luo Qingyue had already shone with a yellowish brilliance.

The light is very strong and extremely clear.

"This, this is... the sixteenth level of soul power." Matthew Nuo looked at Luo Qingyue a bit like he was looking at a monster, "Is it because the soul ring itself is strong, and the soul power has increased? But, also You shouldn't have skipped six levels in a row... Child, can you tell me, what kind of spirit beast did you get this spirit ring from?"

Luo Qingyue blinked, "It seems to be...a red bird."

Luo Qingyue didn't know what it was called either.

Matthew Nuo frowned, "The red bird..."

Luo Qingyue interrupted him, "Okay, Grandpa Matthew Nuo, it's time for Tang Xiaosan."

Matthew Nuo immediately shifted his attention, "Yes, yes, your name is Tang Xiaosan, right? Just like Luo Qingyue did just now, release your own martial spirit."

Tang San nodded, "Okay."

Then he corrected solemnly, "Grandpa Matthew Nuo, my name is Tang San, not Tang Xiaosan."

"Okay, okay, I got it."

Seeing this, Tang San stopped talking, walked to the center of the marking pattern on the ground and stood still, raised his right hand, calmed down, the inner strength of Xuantian Kung and the heat brought by the Blue Silver Grass martial spirit slowly poured out from the palm of his hand.

Thick blue-silver grass leaves swarmed out, sagging to the ground in an instant, a bright century-old mandala snake spirit ring rose from Tang San's feet, moving up and down with his body as the center.

Matthew Nuo was stunned, "This, is this Blue Silver Grass?"

"Yes, Grandpa Matthew Nuo." Tang San replied while looking at him lightly with blue eyes.

At this moment, his attention shifted to the yellow spirit ring on Tang San, "The century-old spirit ring...it turned out to be a century-old spirit ring. No wonder, even the Blue Silver Grass has undergone such a big change."

Matthew originally wanted to ask Tang San if he had a teacher, but with the lessons learned from the past, he was no longer curious.

Take the crystal ball to him directly, "Just inject your soul power into it."

After a while, the crystal ball he handed to Tang San lit up with a layer of yellow brilliance, the radiance was not so powerful, but it was extremely clear.

(End of this chapter)