I'm calling Douluo, and you want me to look at the door?

Chapter 20: Become your teacher and I will give you a good fortune!
Xiao Yan was so excited that his whole body couldn't stop trembling.

This is a sign of excessive secretion of dopamine.

Three Lives Martial Soul!

An existence that has never appeared in the history of Douluo Continent!

He tried to release the martial spirit.

Xiao Yan couldn't wait to see what his natural second martial soul was.

No matter what it is, even trash like Blue Silver Grass will do.

Xiao Yan closed his eyes and tried hard.

During this process, his face turned red.

at last.

With a poof.

He farted...

As for Wuhun, even Mao didn't show up at all.

Xiao Yan was taken aback.

He subconsciously looked around, but fortunately there was no one else in the Soul Granting Tower.

Otherwise it would be too embarrassing and such a thing would ruin the image.

At this moment.

An old evil smile reached his ears.

"Hey, little guy, what are you looking for?"

Xiao Yan's expression suddenly changed.

He looked around.

Strangely enough, from the outside, the area of ​​each floor of this Soul Granting Tower is not large.

But after entering, I realized that there is a cave inside.

Each floor here seems to be connected to a space, boundless.

And the spaces are not shared between each other.

No matter how many people come at the same time, each person's space is independent.

Therefore, there cannot be a second person here besides myself.

So the question is, who is speaking?

"Hey, stop looking, I'm here."

This time the sound came from directly above.

Xiao Yan looked up and was shocked to find a ghost floating above his head.

The ghost appears to be an old man.

He has white hair and white beard, has a kind face, wears a loose robe, and shows his free and easy air in every gesture.

"who are you?"

Xiao Yan asked with a frown.

Ghost Shadow did not answer this question.

Instead, he looked at the surrounding space curiously and asked with interest:

"What kind of place is this? It's so mysterious. Could it be that the place where my soul came after my death is actually higher than the level of my original world?"

talking room.

He exuded a trace of soul power and briefly understood the rules of this world.

After getting familiar with it, he was immediately confused!

"Douluo Small World? What the hell? Is it such a weak lower plane?"

Seeing that the other party ignored him, Xiao Yan was a little dissatisfied.

He said rudely: "Lao Deng, I want to ask you something."

"Old Deng?"

The ghost didn't seem to understand the meaning of the word.

"That's all, let's make peace with it now that it's here."

He muttered to himself for a long time, and then he looked down at Xiao Yan as if he were a master.

"Little guy, thanks to your selfless dedication over the years, I was able to wake up. To express my gratitude, I decided to give you a blessing..."

He was interrupted by Xiao Yan before he finished speaking.

"Dedication?"

"You mean...soul power?"

"Could it be that the reason why I have lost my soul power inexplicably over the years is because you are up to something?!"

The ghost didn't make any excuses and admitted it openly.

Xiao Yan stared at the ghost figure angrily.

God knows how he got here all these years.

Those long-suppressed grievances burst out at this moment.

"I'll test your code!"

Xiao Yan cursed loudly.

Completely out of control, he jumped up and tried to bite the opponent.

It's a pity that the ghost has no entity at all.Xiao Yan couldn't touch or touch him. He was full of anger but had nowhere to vent, so he could only stare.

The corner of Guiying's mouth twitched, and knowing that he was in the wrong, he quickly comforted him: "Don't be so excited, I said I would give you a good fortune."

Xiao Yan gradually calmed down.

He asked angrily: "What kind of fortune?"

"Accept you as an apprentice."

The ghost stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly.

The voice just fell.

Xiao Yan spat out his saliva.

"I bother!"

"You are not even qualified to carry my shoes, yet you have the nerve to accept me as your disciple."

Ghost Shadow stroked his beard: "Little guy, don't be ungrateful. Do you know that when I was alive, there were so many people who wanted to become my disciple but they never got the chance?"

There was arrogance in his tone.

It was as if it was such a great honor to have him as my teacher.

From his words, Xiao Yan could hear a hint of charity.

The little tantrum suddenly lost control again.

"Are you pretending to be Nima?"

"I used to feel aggrieved by you all these years, but now I'm even more angry."

"Come on, let's have a fight if you can!"

Two or three were greeted cordially.

The ghost was still not annoyed, but changed his words to seduce: "Little guy, I know you are angry, but listen to me first."

"There is a world outside the world, and there is a strong person besides the strong."

"According to the rules of your world, what you cultivate is called soul power, right?"

"Even if your talent is very strong and you can cultivate to the level of a Titled Douluo, to put it bluntly, you are just that kind of weakling. When I was alive, I could kill a whole group of people with just one slap."

"As long as you are willing to become my teacher, I will teach you everything I have learned in my life."

"In comparison, what do the humiliations you have suffered over the years count?"

From a ghosting perspective.

He looked at the world as if humans were looking at ants.

Xiao Yan showed great disdain after hearing this.

"Who doesn't know how to blow? I even said that if I fart, I can break a star. If I take a breath, the world will collapse."

He boasted.

Ghosting emphasized loudly: "I'm not kidding, everything I said is true."

"Me too, every word is true."

Now Guiying was helpless.

"Okay, if that's the case, then I can only let you see it."

"Come on, hit me with your most powerful attack."

He is only in a state of soul now, and his strength is not the same as before.

Even so, in this lower plane, he still has a level comparable to that of a powerful Titled Douluo.

"I stand still, as long as you can hurt me, I lose!"

As the ghost spoke, his originally transparent body became much more solid at this moment.

Xiao Yan was finally able to attack him.

Without thinking too much, he immediately released his first martial soul, the Xuanzhong Ruler, and rushed forward waving it.

Swing, chop, chop, smash!
Although he does not have a soul ring, Xuan Zhongchi, as a top soul master, has astonishing destructive power that ordinary people cannot bear.

"Okay, okay, it's almost done!"

Before Xiao Yan had vented enough, Guiying suddenly shouted to stop.

"Look, it's useless. You can't hurt me."

On the surface, he looked calm and calm, but inside he was actually shocked.

Even though Xiao Yan's attack seemed to leave him unscathed.

In fact, only Guiying knows it in his heart.

Just now, my soul was almost shattered by this magical ruler.

If he were to hit him two more times, he would probably lose his soul.

The ghost is scared.

"Since it can't be hurt, then let me beat you for a while!"

After the strenuous exercise, Xiao Yan gasped for breath.

Obvious.

The ghost still failed to gain his approval.

To prove yourself.

He thought for a moment, then slowly raised his right hand, and a ball of faint blue flame appeared in front of Xiao Yan's eyes.

(End of this chapter)