Douluo's monastic career

Chapter 107 Untitled
As soon as I opened the door, I saw a woman in a goose-yellow gown, as bright as fat, with picturesque eyebrows and autumn eyes, holding a handful of grass in her hand, feeding a magnificent horse.

There are two maids beside her who are grooming Ling'er's hair.

"咴咴~咴咴!"

Ling'er discovered her master first, and stopped eating her after-dinner snacks, licked Bibi Dong, bowed her head, and ran towards her master.

"First!"

Bibi Dong followed Ling'er with her eyes, and suddenly found the person she had missed for a long time, her face was full of surprise, she dropped the grass in her hand that Ling'er had half eaten, and ran over.

The two maids quickly followed.

Taking a first look at the maid who was following Bibi Dong, she greeted with a smile: "Auntie, I'm back!"

Bibi Dong also slightly restrained her joy when she heard the words: "It's good to be back! I've heard about your affairs in Tiandou City, and I'm worried about you. It's good that you come back now!"

"Didn't I come here to report my safety just after I came back and deal with trivial matters!" Said Yiyi, taking the maid's tools and brushing Ling'er's hair.

Ling'er hadn't seen Number One for a long time, and now that they reunited again, she kept wanting to turn around and lick Number One with her tongue, which added a lot of difficulty to Number One's job.

Bibi Dong watched with a smile on the side, and asked questions from the side.

First, he used the words he learned from his father to talk about what he had seen and heard along the way. The two maids were attracted and exclaimed again and again.

Seeing Bibi Dong rolled her eyes.

After a commotion, the first time they saw that it was getting late, they left a portion of mandarin duck stew and left with Ling'er. If they didn't leave, the two maids probably passed the news to the Pope.

After going back, I thought I could have a good rest, but I didn't expect that Feng Ming and other friends were already waiting for me. Everyone talked about life, ideals, and plans after graduation. After the carnival, it was a mess.

In one day, I met five waves of people, and fell asleep the first time I returned to the room.

Time flies, and a month has passed, during which Yiyi has officially obtained his graduation certificate and has become an "adult" soul master.

Since I still need to stay for a while, I temporarily got the approval of the dean to stay in the college, and the rest of the students have already set off towards their dreams.

On the first day, he practiced martial arts in the morning, went to the library of the Wuhun Palace in the afternoon, and copied the bone pattern documents collected in the Wuhun Palace, and practiced internal strength in the evening. The day was full.

During this period of time, while copying the bone patterns, I learned a lot from comparing the scrolls of the "human scroll".

And the documents of Wuhundian's storage of bone pattern data filled half the room, which also let the first understand the background of Wuhundian.

The first is also very fortunate to have joined the Wuhun Temple, otherwise it would be impossible to collect so much information in a short period of time.

During this period, Yiyi also purchased a large amount of materials, drew the blueprints, and asked the two old men Qianjun Jiangmo to help him find someone to make many small flags with a length of one foot.

Occasionally, I also chat with Bibidong about life, and my life is very fulfilling.

Not long after the first copied a copy of those materials, he got the news that his array flag had been made and was just waiting for his own acceptance.

Good things come in pairs!
Hurrying to the residence of the two priests, they saw two large wooden boxes placed in the yard.

The two priests got together, fiddling with the array flags, with puzzled faces, obviously not knowing why so many materials were wasted to make so many small flags.

First pick up an array flag. The flagpole is one foot long and the thickness of a little finger. It is made of deep-sea sunken silver, and there are mysterious patterns on the flagpole.

The flag surface is woven with ice silk for thousands of years, it is as white as snow, and it is still a half-finished product.

Check it carefully first, and finally nodded with satisfaction, it's exactly right.

It's a pity that my luck value is not much, and I can't deduce the way, and learning the formation has already restrained a lot of my energy.

If you want to practice martial arts, you can only ask others to help you build these.

"What is this for?" Qianjun asked curiously.

No. [-] smiled mysteriously: "I'm also in the process of researching it, and I don't know if it will succeed. You will know in the future."

The two looked at the sloppy No. [-] and stopped asking questions.

The first put away the array flag, followed the two to the wine table, and while drinking, listened to the two of the things that should be paid attention to when traveling in the mainland.

The two already knew that First One was going to leave, and this was considered a farewell drink, so they waved for First One to leave.

Three days later, in the afternoon, light rain.

The first one was wearing a green shirt, with a wine gourd hanging from his waist, leading Ling'er, and slowly walked out of Wuhun City.

Looking back at this place where I have lived for six years, I felt a little melancholy for a while.

"咴咴～"

Ling'er gently rubbed her head against the first one, as if comforting in a low voice.

After taking a sip of wine, he touched Ling'er, who was full of spirituality:

"From now on, you won't have the good days you used to!"

"Bee!"

"Haha~"

Regardless of the drizzle falling from the sky, she turned on her horse for the first time, pinched the horse's belly lightly, the wind was blowing under Ling'er's feet, like a sharp sword, she rushed into the distance.

The slanting wind and drizzle lightly lift the sword, and sing proudly in the rivers and lakes.

Not long after the first one left, several spies hiding nearby scattered around.

papal palace

"The Pope, the number one has already left. He once said that he would go back to spend some time with his parents, and then practice in various parts of the mainland." A spy of the Wuhun Palace reported the number one's movements to Chihiro Ji.

"You said that you have been transcribing and studying the lines on the soul bone for a while?" Chihiro Ji asked.

"That's right, he will come to the library on time every afternoon, until it gets dark, for a month, and it has been like this." Xiashou replied respectfully.

"Make another copy of the small flag he once asked two enshrined priests to make, and do more research to see if we can find anything!" Chihiro Ji exhorted solemnly.

The person who can be the pope is not stupid. Although he has always regarded the number one highly, but looking back, looking at the things the number one has done, it all shows that he still far underestimated the number one.

He didn't believe that the first evildoer would make some useless things, so he asked his subordinates to do more research.

"Well! Let everyone pay close attention to the movement of the first, and step back!" Qian Xunji waved his hand.

After that, Chihiro Ji stopped thinking about it and started to deal with the religious affairs from all over the world. It is not easy to be the pope.

At this moment, Bibi Dong was holding a letter in her hand, biting her lower lip tightly, tears welling in her eyes, although she already knew that there would be a separation for a while, but it was too late to prevent it.

Tears wet the letter paper, lines of verses can be seen faintly:

The body has no colorful phoenix wings and wings, and the heart is a little bit better.

Then with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he wiped his eyes lightly, came to the desk, took a pen, recorded the first poem he wrote to her, put it in the storage space, and then wrote something on the paper.

Zooming in and taking a closer look, isn't it exactly the story that the first told her before!She's been finding time to put those stories together in a book.

Perhaps this has become a way for her to miss the first, and here are their unique topics.

Firstly, he was not comfortable at this time. He lit a fire in an abandoned shabby house, took shelter from the rain, and stayed overnight. How chic he was when he left, and how embarrassed he is now.

I have strength to protect my body, coupled with a steady stream of true energy, a little wind and rain are nothing, but Ling'er can't do it, and she doesn't want to hide in the storage bag.

Linger's hair was disheveled, and she huddled in the room, while eating the roast rabbit that Yiyi had just made, she looked at Yiyi complainingly.

The first combed his friend's hair, and his mind was already on the avatar.

While the body was still studying the bone pattern in Wuhun City, Qin Feng and No. [-] Qinglan had already completed the moving work and settled down.

Now the husband and wife and their younger brother are living in Tulip City, the capital of Andal Principality. Qin Feng studied at the Austrian Law Advanced Academy here, so he is quite familiar with it.

Coupled with the fact that several people have passed through Yirong, it is as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack to find a few people on the mainland.

The clone left after making arrangements for its parents, and returned to Lianyun Mountain to practice hard, put on a mask, and train its younger brother as a peerless master.

Lianyun Mountain, the top platform.

The first one sat cross-legged, beside the burly Zhang Xiaohu striding forward with his eyes closed.

He was already level 41 not long ago, and he was only 19 years old. In terms of the aptitude of the eighth level of innate soul power, he is already very good. After all, Zhang Ruohan is 24 years old now, and he is only level 51.

"Carefully feel the strength in the body, and vibrate with the muscles and bones..."

"Don't mess up, don't be impatient, every martial art can't be accomplished overnight..."

Firstly, since last year, I would spare a few days every month to teach Zhang Xiaohu how to practice. At the beginning, I only taught a set of superficial white level palm technique "Huashan Fuhu Palm".

Some time ago, Zhang Xiaohu finally cultivated Fuhu Zhang to the level of perfection, comprehended the dark energy, and then he further taught him the yellow martial arts "Bao Yuan Jin".

As the first younger brother who took refuge in him six years ago, No. [-] was not stingy at all, and taught him this very special martial art, and let him contribute a little luck to himself by the way.

The four martial arts of Huashan Fuhu Palm, Baoyuan Jin, Hunyuan Palm, and Broken Jade Fist complement each other, from the outside to the inside, superimposed layer upon layer.

Crouching Tiger Palm and Baoyuan Jin are only top-level yellow martial arts, and their power is only equivalent to the top century-old soul skills, but once you learn the purple martial arts Hunyuan Palm, they will not be weaker than ordinary black martial arts.

In the end, if the Broken Jade Fist is successful, it will undergo a terrifying transformation, and it will not be weaker than many red unique arts.And those who have learned this set of martial arts are honored as "Fist Master".

Zhang Xiaohu knelt down on one knee and kowtowed: "Thank you for your guidance, senior. I wonder if I can be accepted as a disciple."

Then he said with some embarrassment: "Senior, I still have a boss who is extremely handsome, can you pass on the method you taught me to the boss, and we will worship you as a teacher together!"

First, listening to the "I" that my little brother said, I broke out in a cold sweat, I don't know where he learned it, it was quite normal back then.

Seeing that he did not forget himself even after receiving benefits, he felt a little relieved that he did not waste his knowledge of martial arts.

(End of this chapter)