The warrior Yu Xiaogang in Douluo

Chapter 125 The Ten Thousand Years Promise with Liu Erlong

"Could it be that my martial spirit can evolve into the Eight Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!!"

Ning Rongrong stood up in shock.

What the Qibao Glazed Sect dreams of is simply staying in this small jade box.

"Okay." Yu Xiaogang replied.

He did not believe that the quality of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda would be higher than the quality of his Golden Holy Dragon. Except for the god-level martial spirit, this 'Golden Pill of Creation' would have some effect.

He refined seven of them in total. He ate one first to test its effect, and it helped his Golden Holy Dragon bloodline to a small extent.

The medicinal properties of the ‘Golden Elixir of Good Fortune’ can indeed bring about the evolution of the martial soul level.

"Xiao Gang, such a thing that defies heaven?! You..." At this time, Flanders gently put down the jade box.

The world of soul masters has never heard of treasures that can help people's "martial soul evolve". The quality of the martial soul in Douluo Continent will be whatever it is from birth.

From the age of six when the martial soul awakens, what kind of martial soul it is and what level of innate soul power qualifications it has determines a person's lifetime achievements.

Only mutated martial spirits are the norm for civilian soul masters, and most mutated martial spirits are rarely passed on to the next generation.

Or they died young because they could not solve the defects of martial soul caused by mutation.

Zhu Zhuqing stared blankly at the jade box on the table.

"Teacher, have you eaten?" she asked suddenly.

"After taking it, the first pill of this 'Golden Pill of Good Fortune' has the best effect. After you take it, slowly use your soul power to consume the effect of the pill. After three days, you will have a chance to reborn and evolve your martial soul."

Yu Xiaogang nodded.

Zhuqing's martial spirit is of high quality and should be able to evolve the martial spirit once.

Rongrong is a top-level martial spirit that can make up for her shortcomings.

Erlong's top mutated martial spirit, Fire Dragon. The quality of this martial spirit is slightly higher than that of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus. I don't know how effective it is.

Then Yu Xiaogang turned his attention to Flanders, his old face, gray hair on both sides, wrinkles covering his forehead, and his gradually aging body.

After the changes at Lake Lake College, even his eyes are no longer as sharp as before.

"Flanders, eat it, don't die so early!" He said solemnly.

This was the last help he gave to his old friend. At this time, he also understood why the ancient gods in previous lives were so ruthless.

This is the greatest power in the world.

Things and people have changed over the past century, and the world has undergone tremendous changes over the past millennium.

In this Douluo Continent.

A titled Douluo will have a lifespan of two hundred years, a super Douluo will have a lifespan of five hundred years, and each level above will have a lifespan of about a hundred years.

Contra can live up to the end of the human body, which is one hundred and twenty years old.

But if civilian soul masters want to hunt soul rings after graduation, they don't have the help of elders and the like.

When he was young, he fought in the wild all year round, experienced life and death, and stretched his potential to the point where he could live to be eighty or ninety years old at most.

When the three of them traveled across the mainland, Flanders and Erlong sacrificed their lives to save him many times, and injuries were commonplace.

It has left a lot of hidden problems over the years.

The conditions of Liu Erlong's family are very good. They use all kinds of rare medicinal baths for hidden injuries, and they have been resting for decades without leaving any sequelae.

But Flanders doesn't have such good conditions.

Flanders was stunned for a moment, and when he met Yu Xiaogang's eyes, he seemed to understand something and nodded immediately.

He held the jade box placed on the table in his hands again, and he realized that the contents of the small jade box in his hands had become extremely heavy.

After Flanders accepted it, Yu Xiaogang turned his attention to Liu Erlong, who had been silent since entering the room.

"Erlong, have you ever thought that after so many years, your talent is the best among the three of us, and you have much more resources than Flanders."

"After all these years of wasting qualifications and wasting practice, I can reach the seventy-fifth level Soul Saint." His expression was serious and his voice was low.

After a pause, he said again:

"I, Yu Xiaogang, have a martial spirit that has evolved into the Golden Holy Dragon, and then sublimated to the original martial spirit. I have lived for more than a thousand years, and the road to becoming a god is right in front of me."

"Erlong, you are not sure whether you can become a Titled Douluo or not. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I don't want to become a god in a hundred years and then watch you turn into dust!!"

"Erlong, since you haven't thought about the second thing, I will give you a great fortune. You try hard to catch up. I will wait for you in the future!!"

He slowly stretched out his hand and stared at Liu Erlong with bright eyes.

<divclass="contentadv">Goodbye today, Erlong's eyes are empty and confused, no longer as bright as before, as if he has lost the meaning of life.

These words.

He just wanted Erlong to cheer up, and he would pursue this tiny bit of hope throughout his life.

Cultivation, self-understanding, the road to becoming a god, etc., outsiders could not help him. He only had a small hope for Zhuqing.

In a hundred years, a thousand years, or ten thousand years, everyone present may disappear.

He is not the omnipotent Creator and there is nothing He can do.

Liu Erlong, who hung his head sadly, was shocked when he heard these words. He clenched his hands into fists and his body trembled slightly.

He suddenly raised his head and met Yu Xiaogang's bright eyes.

The two looked at each other.

There was silence for a while.

"Can I?" she asked suddenly.

That day at Lanba Academy, Yu Xiaogang could use the 'Golden Holy Dragon' with just a thought, and she couldn't shake it at all with all her firepower.

In the third ring of Ten Thousand Years, coupled with the words of eldest brother Flanders, what punch can defeat Haotian Douluo is as good as Kendo Chen Xin.

These are all well-known big figures in the mainland. As top soul saints, they can better understand what it means to compete with a titled Douluo in the soul saint realm.

This is no longer something ordinary people can do.

Liu Erlong had mixed feelings in his heart.

She understood the gap between the two and didn't even have the courage to catch up.

"Eat it and I'll teach you."

Yu Xiaogang's voice was full of determination.

Glancing at the jade box on the table, he saw that the 'Golden Pill of Good Fortune' inside would lay a good foundation for Erlong.

At least there was no bottleneck before she broke through the ban, and she had to rely on herself for the rest of the journey.

Liu Erlong silently stared at Yu Xiaogang, took a deep breath, and the confusion in his eyes disappeared.

She had made up her mind.

Stand up suddenly.

"Okay, I will definitely catch up. We will become gods together. I will accompany you for hundreds, thousands, or ten thousand years."

She responded proudly, with an irresistible determination in her voice.

Then he grabbed Yu Xiaogang's hand and lunged forward.

She held Yu Xiaogang's waist tightly with her hands and held him tightly in her arms, as if she wanted to engrave this oath in his heart.

Placing her cheek against his shoulder and feeling his strong heartbeat, the fear and anxiety in her heart disappeared instantly.

"However, I, Liu Erlong, am not your disciple! You promised to wait for me."

She whispered in Yu Xiaogang's ear.

Yu Xiaogang was a little stunned by her sudden attack, but quickly reacted and gently let go of Liu Erlong.

"Okay, today I will accept a disciple on behalf of my master. From now on, you and I will be treated as brothers and sisters."

With his reaction, he could have avoided this sudden hug, but his body instinct had no defense against Liu Erlong.

Then he turned to look at Flanders next to him.

After thinking for a while, he slowly spoke.

"Zhuqing, my master has broken through to the Contra realm. He has to go out to hunt for the eighth soul ring. He may have to leave for a while. After you have absorbed the 'Golden Elixir of Creation', spend some time teaching Erlong and Flender Wuji Zhuang. .”

"is teacher."

Zhu Zhuqing agreed without hesitation. He had previously taught Rongrong, an idiot, and watched her guide Wuji Zhuang step by step.

It was as if I was following Rongrong's train of thought and going through it all over again. The feeling was completely different from practicing Wuji Zhuang on my own.

Sometimes it also gives her some inspiration.