People in Douluo, transformed into soul beasts

After Ning Rongrong left, Lu Ze touched the side of his face that Ning Rongrong had kissed, and then looked at the awkward Zhu Zhuqing, secretly having a headache.

"Zhuqing?"

"Leave me alone, don't you still want to find Ma Hongjun? Go and do your work."

Of course, Lu Ze was not that stupid. He left his girlfriend to find a fat guy, stopped Zhu Zhuqing who wanted to go back to the dormitory, and whispered for a long time, and finally coaxed her back.

Before leaving, Lu Ze was also confused and confused, "According to Zhuqing's temperament, he shouldn't behave like this. Has he been taught bad things by others? Huh, that must be the case. Don't let me know who it is, otherwise..."

The village was very deserted. Lu Ze returned to the boys' dormitory and came to Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun's house.

There's not that much going on here. Lu Ze and the others often drop by and just open the door and go in: "Are you fat?"

Ma Hongjun hurriedly covered his face, but unfortunately it was too late. He had gained weight again after losing weight, and his face was swollen like a balloon. It looked like he had been maliciously beaten with soul power.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Ma Hongjun explained his experience to Lu Ze.

To sum up, he went to Soto City to fight the evil fire, but the girl had other guests there. How could Ma Hongjun's temper be tolerated? Moreover, he felt that his strength had greatly increased in three months, so he lured people into the alley to teach them a lesson.

Unfortunately, he seemed to be unlucky. The girl's regular customer turned out to be a soul sect, so he ended up like this.

"Then you didn't seek revenge on him?"

Lu Ze didn't believe that the fat man had such a big heart.

Ma Hongjun chuckled: "Boss Dai and Xiao Wu Tang San and I went there just now, and that old boy was taught a lesson by us."

Lu Ze didn't bother to care about this, he was not a good bird anyway.

"Then they didn't come back?" Lu Ze asked.

Ma Hongjun hid behind the quilt and said in a muffled voice: "Xiao Wu is going shopping, Tang San is going to blacksmith, and Boss Dai and Oscar are nowhere to be found."

Lu Ze nodded, lifted the quilt and said angrily: "Stop hiding, it's not like I didn't see your face."

As he spoke, he took out a flaming red quivering, soft and silky fairy grass. It looked very simple. It was just composed of a few red grass blades. The top of the grass blades looked like a chicken's crown, which is also the origin of its name. If you look closely, you can see the veins of the leaves. It turned out to be red gold. As soon as the grass came out, the temperature in the entire room suddenly rose significantly.

Lu Ze explained the efficacy of the fairy grass and told him to keep it secret for the time being.

"This thing is called Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower. It cannot be chewed or swallowed. No matter how painful it is, you have to bear with it, otherwise you will be in vain.

Your phoenix flame is impure, that's why you have evil fire. With this fairy grass, it should be able to solve your problem and greatly increase your soul power and flame. "

Ma Hongjun could no longer hear anything else. Although the evil fire could go to Soto City openly, the pain caused by the evil fire had been with him for several years. He wanted to solve this problem all the time, but even his teacher Flanders There was no other way but to find a way to alleviate it, so what could he do?

But now as long as he takes this fairy grass, his martial spirit can take out the side effects, how can he not be tempted.

"Brother Lu! You are my biological brother. I will definitely repay you in the future!"

Ma Hongjun ignored the severe swelling on his face, took the cockscomb phoenix sunflower, and absorbed the medicinal power according to Lu Ze's instructions on how to output soul power.

Lu Ze stood aside to prevent Ma Hongjun from suffering any accident.

But in order to deal with the evil fire, Ma Hongjun should have enough determination.

Sure enough, the temperature in the room rose suddenly and then quickly recovered. The cockscomb and phoenix sunflower had turned into ashes, and the essence was absorbed into Ma Hongjun's body.

He skillfully summoned the phoenix to possess him, and the flames faded away. Under Ma Hongjun's control, he didn't even set the quilt on fire. He didn't feel like he was about to explode. He had never felt so relaxed since his martial soul awakened.

The look he looked at Lu Ze was filled with gratitude.

"Thank you, Lu Ze. I didn't expect that you would still think of me if you had the chance. Now that I am going to become a Soul Lord and be able to unleash the true Phoenix Flame, I will be able to escape with confidence when the Soul Lord comes over."

Ma Hongjun was excited to get familiar with his flames, but Lu Ze was not too excited. After all, they all knew about it.

"Then I'll go back to practice. You can get familiar with it gradually. Remember to keep it secret for now and let the dean take you to find a suitable soul ring."

Waving with his back to Ma Hongjun, Lu Ze returned to the empty dormitory to practice his physical fitness.

But there are many things he doesn't know.

Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School.

Zongmen Hall.

Sitting on the high seat in the middle is an elegant middle-aged man, as gentle as jade, dressed in a white gown, spotless, with an inconspicuous jade pendant around his waist, which has the effect of removing dust and purifying the spirit. It costs at least [-] gold coins outside. up.

It is the suzerain of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School, Ning Fengzhi.

In addition to being famous in the mainland for its powerful auxiliary capabilities, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda can also help soul masters appraise treasures. Therefore, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect has easily amassed a considerable amount of wealth, making it a wealthy country.

Because their spirits have no attack ability, they are used to funding and supporting talented spirit masters, and their partners usually look for powerful spirit masters.

Sitting next to Ning Fengzhi, the old man with a withered face was like this. He was the enshrined elder of the Qibao Glazed Sect, a Bone Douluo, an Ancient Rong, and a level 95 titled Douluo. His martial spirit was his own bones, which could be regarded as an original martial spirit.

The old man in white with his eyes closed on the other side, full of sharp sword intent, is another titled Douluo of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, a level 97 Sword Douluo, Chen Xin, and the Seven Killing Sword of Wuhun. He is one of the few strong men on the mainland.

For example, Dugu Bo, the worshiper of the Tiandou Empire, probably wouldn't be able to withstand Sword Douluo's full sword strike.

Of course, with the close connection between the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect and the royal family, Sword Douluo would not do this.

At this time in the hall, the disciple who reported the news had already gone down. Ning Fengzhi smiled and said: "Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, don't pester me. Isn't that girl back? I let her go out for the sake of the sect. Otherwise, the sect All the disciples there have been so tormented by her that they have no intention of practicing."

The two old men watched Ning Rongrong grow up, so they doted on her very much. Ning Rongrong's little witch daughter was also raised in this way.

Sword Douluo snorted coldly, "You can't send it to that crappy academy. I've never heard of it. You even specifically aroused Rongrong's curiosity. You are already the master of a sect, and you are plotting against your own daughter. Both of us are hiding this."

Bone Douluo nodded from the side, but why did he sound so uncomfortable?

This old swordsman is looking for an opportunity to hurt me again. Isn't it because he doesn't want to compete with you? Why is he so stingy?

The strength gap between Title Douluo at each level is huge, even bigger than the gap in the previous stage. The two of them are two levels apart. They say it is a competition, but when it comes to fighting, it is just Sword Douluo finding a convenient sword stake. Douluo is strong.

Because Wuhun is his own bones, Bone Douluo's whole body has a big frame, and it looks like his skin and clothes are supported by the skeleton. Sitting on the sofa for two people also looks like a single seat.

"Chen Xin, don't be so murderous all day long. It's better to learn how I drink tea than to practice your sword skills."

The fragrance of tea leaves wafted out of the cup in front of Gu Rong, filling the hall.

Sword Douluo ignored him. Bone Douluo's martial soul potential had ended here. He had been stuck at level 95 for many years without improving. He didn't have this trouble, but he didn't need to irritate Old Man Bone.

"Dad, Grandpa Bone, Grandpa Jian, this lady is back."

Ning Rongrong came to the hall and excitedly threw herself into Ning Fengzhi's arms. The disciples behind him retreated. He had to go and report to the disciples, telling them not to worry about it recently and not to be targeted by the little witch, otherwise they would have to admit it to themselves. Tough luck.

"Our little princess is back. Let me show you Grandpa Jian. Oh, she has lost weight. She must have suffered a lot outside. If Rongrong cannot come back, what other academy can teach her better than us?"

Sword Douluo was smiling, completely unable to see the sharp and sharp look he had just had with his sword intent. The same was true for Bone Douluo beside him, with a kind face and a huge frame, which was quite strange.

However, Ning Rongrong grew up here and has become accustomed to it.

She pouted and pulled Sword Douluo to sit down, "I had a good time in the academy and made friends with my classmates. I came back for other reasons."

Ning Rongrong put her hand on Sword Douluo's hand, "Grandpa Jian, don't use your soul power. Guess what level my soul power is. If you guess correctly, you will get a gift."

Sword Douluo subconsciously wanted to cheat. He and Gu Rong had given countless gifts to Ning Rongrong over the years, but they had never received a gift in return from the little princess.

But he endured it and guessed: "Three months is not a long time. It is only level 28 at most."

Bone Douluo on the side retorted to Sword Douluo, "Old Jian, you still don't believe me when I say you've become stupid while practicing swordsmanship. How could Rongrong be so happy if he was only promoted to one level, I guess level 29."

"you!"

Sword Douluo glared at Bone Douluo, wishing he could have a fight on the spot.

Ning Fengzhi chuckled, "Then let me guess, it can't be level [-]." He laughed as he said that, no matter how hard a soul master is, he can't practice so fast, unless he uses evil methods to squeeze his vitality. Improve soul power.

Ning Rongrong was dumbfounded, her red lips were pouted and she was about to hang the oil bottle, and she acted coquettishly at Ning Fengzhi: "Dad, why are you like this? Each of you guesses one, how can you not guess correctly? Isn't this a gift that they jointly deceived me?"

Ning Fengzhi's face turned solemn. Sword Douluo grabbed Ning Rongrong's wrist and inspected it before saying, "It is indeed level [-], but I don't see any side effects."

But none of the three people's expressions relaxed, maybe it was a new evil method.

Ning Fengzhi became serious and said: "Rong Rong, tell us your experience during this period, and don't miss anything."

Ning Rongrong saw that the three of them had serious faces and did not dare to hide anything, but what they said was even more suspicious.

"A 12-year-old Soul King? He can still defeat Soul Douluo. I've heard that Dragon Duke and Snake Lady are from a small sect. He even rescued people from the Titan Giant Ape. Rongrong, you are not talking. This story is here to make us happy."

Although Bone Douluo looks serious, after he failed to improve his cultivation, he actually liked the customs and anecdotes on the mainland, so he learned more about them.

Ning Fengzhi coughed lightly, "So, the two people you mentioned also used fairy grass to increase their soul power?"

Ning Rongrong nodded quickly, probably because he was afraid that he was not convincing enough. As the nine colors flowed in his palm, the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda slowly emerged.

"Dad, my martial spirit has evolved, and you still doubt Lu Ze."

Ning Rongrong pinched her waist, she was really unhappy.

Ning Fengzhi passed through each level, and it was actually the ninth level. He looked at the two titled Douluo.

Sword Douluo checked it carefully and nodded: "Fengzhi, yes, it is indeed the Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda, which can be attached with nine soul rings."

Although Ning Fengzhi is a level 79 soul saint, his hands are shaking a little at this time. He is too excited. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda has always had a flaw, that is, he can only become a soul saint, so he is stuck at this level for his whole life.

Now that his daughter can break through this obstacle, he is very happy for this, both as the leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect and as the father of a daughter.

"Rongrong, is it still possible to get the Qiluo Tulip? You can even give up most of the sect's wealth, as long as you get the fairy grass."

Ning Fengzhi said excitedly, worried and already having suspicions.

As expected, Ning Rongrong shook his head, "Lu Ze said you can't force immortality. There is only one at the same time. I don't know when the next time will be."

"I'm greedy." Ning Fengzhi saw that Ning Rongrong was very happy when he talked about Lu Ze. His face remained calm and he said, "Rongrong, tell daddy about Lu Ze."

Ning Rongrong didn't think too much and told her three closest people everything she knew.

After listening, the three of them were silent. Ning Fengzhi changed the subject and said with a smile: "Rongrong, I guessed it right just now. Are you going to cash in on the gift?"

"Hmph, here it is."

Ning Rongrong took out the hand crossbow she bought from Tang San and said: "This is the one that can make our auxiliary spirit masters have good lethality. As long as we give more money, I am sure to convince Tang San to sell it to us. "

As Ning Rongrong demonstrated, even if the Soul Sect was unprepared, he might die of hatred.

Ning Fengzhi became interested and took the crossbow and looked it over, "Rong Rong, let's talk about Tang San. This thing is of great use to our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. It can protect the disciples below. What you did this time good."

Ning Rongrong had a proud expression on her face, and Ning Fengzhi was also very pleased. He didn't expect that his daughter, who was giving her a headache, would also have a day of peace of mind.

"However, you originally brought this to me, but you actually took it as a gift. Rongrong, not counting this time, remember you still owe dad a gift."

Of course Ning Rongrong disagreed. She wanted to let the two grandpas deal with her father because she wanted to do something coquettish, so she would not suffer any loss.

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