Dou Po: Lord of the Great Thousand

About thousands of years ago, the rickety old man was originally a strong man whose strength reached the level of Nine-Rank Douzun.

Once upon a time, he was also a powerful man with a strong reputation in Zhongzhou.

However, during a battle for a secret realm, the old man provoked a powerful semi-saint because of a treasure. During the pursuit, the old man also came to this remote northwest place from Zhongzhou.

What's more, under this long-term pursuit, the old man successfully passed the first bottleneck from Dou Zun to Dou Saint with the help of that treasure, and became a junior half-saint.

However, the enemy's strength was too strong. In the end, the old man was defeated and seriously injured. He finally escaped here and died helplessly!

After listening to the old man's usual story, Tang Ling looked at the old man curiously.

A treasure that can allow a person to break through from a nine-turn Dou Zun to a semi-saint. No wonder the other party would be chased by a strong semi-saint. However, I don’t know if that treasure still exists now.

But then I thought about it, the old man would rather die than hand over the treasure, even if it existed, the other party would not give it to him.

As for robbing by force, Tang Ling had no such idea in his mind. A strong Dou Zun, even if Bai Li successfully broke through to the seventh level, he would definitely not be his opponent.

The difference between Douzong and Douzun is only one word, but the difference between the two is as big as heaven and earth.

What's more, the Dou Zun in front of me was once a junior semi-saint!

As if he noticed the change in Tang Ling's mood, the old man showed a smile and said: "At such a young age, when facing the treasure, you can actually see the situation clearly and not be blinded by the benefits. I really want to accept you as my boss."

Disciple!"

Looking at the old man speechlessly, Tang Ling twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Senior, it's better not to make fun of Tang Ling. I'm afraid that after the three of us enter this core area, you will have decided who will inherit the inheritance, right?"

"Haha, inheritance and disciple are two different things. What do you think, little guy, would you like to worship me as your teacher? Although I can't hand over my treasure to you, I was once a semi-sage. Among the martial arts and fighting skills on my body, but

There are a lot of good things." After hearing Tang Ling's words, the old man said with an expectant smile on his face.

Hearing this, Tang Ling's heart moved, but in the end he gave up on this seemingly good proposal.

It's just some exercises and fighting skills, but it's not worthy of worshiping the old man as a disciple. Moreover, after becoming a disciple, whether the other party will let him help take care of Mo Ling outside is also a question that troubles him extremely.

As for Mo Ling, Tang Ling and she are not really friends now! The only friendship they had was completely dissipated in the intrigue between the two parties.

Thinking of this, Tang Ling said with a strange expression: "Senior, you should have seen what I did in front of the bronze door, right?"

"Haha, if you want to accept the inheritance, you have to go through the test yourself, and it's not your fault!" The old man shook his head and looked at Tang Ling with a trace of regret.

Tang Ling kept silent about becoming his disciple, obviously because he didn't want to be his disciple.

Just relying on some fighting skills to find a strong helper for the girl named Mo Ling, maybe he was too whimsical.

However, the old man's eyes followed the entrance of the hall and looked out. In his deep eyes, there seemed to be two whirlpools that were constantly twisting. It seemed that he had penetrated the barrier of this small world and saw what was still outside.

Mo Ling and two others.

With slightly cold eyes, the old man looked away silently and said to Tang Ling in front of him: "Little guy, are you willing to make a deal with this old guy like me?"

Tang Ling was slightly startled. After thinking for a moment, he frowned and said, "With the strength of the seniors, is there any use for the juniors..."

Hearing this, the expression on the old man's face froze. He did not expect to hear a hint of rejection in Tang Ling's words. However, after an instant, he understood what the boy in front of him was thinking.

The other party obviously thought that this trip must be fruitless. As for the transaction, he must have thought about Mo Ling outside. I am afraid that the boy in front of him did not want to get into any trouble.

However, he, a semi-saint strong man, was rejected twice in a row by a Dou Huang boy. For a while, the old man felt a little depressed in his heart.

However, he didn't want to get angry with a junior over such a trivial matter. He calmed down his emotions and said, "Little guy, I'm afraid you have misunderstood what I meant. Since you came here, are you willing to leave empty-handed?"

After hearing the old man's words, Tang Ling's nervous mood finally relaxed.

The previous refusal was not a momentary gaffe on his part, but an attempt to verify something.

It had been less than half an hour since he entered the hall. Although he did not dare to investigate the old man opposite, he still gave him a strange feeling.

Of course, this weird feeling does not refer to the opponent's strength. After the death of a strong semi-saint, it is still possible to leave a consciousness with the strength of a fighting master for himself.

If the other party hadn't been too seriously injured back then, how could a Half-Saint powerhouse have fallen so easily?

Look at Yaochen, a ninth-level Dou Zun, who died of severe poison in his body, but his soul still remains. There is also the Yaotian Fire deep in the Heavenly Burning Qi Refining Tower of Canaan Academy. After so many years deep in the magma, it still remains.

There is still a trace of residual soul left.

Although the current rickety old man has the fluctuations of a heavenly soul, he always feels like he is not a soul.

Thinking back to the scene when the other party appeared, Tang Ling also had a guess about the other party's current state.

I'm afraid that this rickety old man had completely fallen back then. As for the old man sitting cross-legged opposite him now, he should have something similar to the consciousness of taking a picture, and it should have some restrictions.

Just like Bai Lan, whom he met under the ancient glacier road, even though the other party had such terrifying power, it was just a piece of consciousness, and it was difficult to step out of the ice tomb.

It was precisely because of this that Tang Ling had deliberately spoken to slightly stimulate the other party. Moreover, even if his guess was inaccurate, since the other party proposed a deal, they would definitely not attack him immediately.

"Senior, just tell me what you have to say!" Tang Ling pretended to be polite and said with a smile, "Senior, of course, I won't be willing to leave empty-handed."

Seeing Tang Ling's expression, the old man's mood improved a little. He pointed at a stone room on the right and said, "How about I use the things in the stone room on the right for you to take action three times?"

Frowning slightly, Tang Ling looked at the closed stone door, shook his head and said with a smile: "The power of the senior Dou Zun, the junior is only a four-star Dou Emperor, so what's the use of taking action?"

"Haha, the little guy really doesn't let go of the rabbit before he sees it!"

After taking a deep look at Tang Ling, the old man said pointedly: "I watched you pass the level before, so I guess you have made great achievements in formations..."

"Senior, do you want me to protect Mo Ling three times in the future?" Tang Ling asked after hearing this.

Seeing this, the old man nodded slightly and said, "Not bad!"

"I'm afraid I will disappoint my senior. It's not that I don't want to do this deal, but the power behind Mo Ling is definitely not comparable to that of Tang Ling." Tang Ling shook his head and said calmly.

Mo Ling, who is a powerful servant of the Douzong, will have at least as many forces as the Four Pavilions behind him.

Although Tang Ling has confidence in himself, he also knows that there is still a big gap between him and Si Ge.

What's more, since the old man has a close relationship with Mo Ling, the other party will definitely know Mo Ling's true identity in the end. If Tang Ling doesn't make it clear at this time and makes a deal with the other party, he may be in trouble later.

However, when the old man heard this, the smile on his face became more obvious and he said: "I don't know the power behind that girl, but I have great confidence in you little guy."

At this point, Tang Ling began to think seriously about whether it was worth selling three times for some formation knowledge.

As if seeing Tang Ling's hesitation, the old man raised his hand and a small iron piece appeared in front of the two of them.

"Don't make a decision in a hurry, take a look at the things above, and then make a decision before it's too late..."

The old man was very satisfied with Tang Ling's performance. You should know that he could exchange for his knowledge of formations by casually agreeing to take three shots. Tang Ling's ability to consider carefully undoubtedly showed that he would not go back on his word.

After Tang Ling carefully inspected the iron piece, he reached out and grabbed it in his hand, and a wisp of soul perception quietly wrapped around it.

After half a stick of incense, Tang Ling grasped the iron piece tightly with his palm, looked at the old man with ardent eyes, and asked word by word: "Senior, what's the record on this?"

Seeing Tang Ling's reaction, the old man nodded and said with a smile, "Nothing I said above is false. How about this deal? What do you think of this deal?"

Suppressing the heat in his heart, Tang Ling was about to agree, but something moved in his heart and he said with some embarrassment: "To be honest with you, senior, this junior came to the Black Skull Tomb at Mo Ling's invitation for one thing."

The old man was slightly startled, frowned and began to think.

For thousands of years, Tang Ling and the others can be said to be the ones who have truly entered this core area.

And the things outside the core area are just some low-level things he randomly arranged. Is it possible that there are some treasures that he missed?

Sensing the old man's doubts, Tang Ling also reacted and quickly said: "Senior, I misunderstood. This junior is here to obtain the complete Void Spirit Sword."

As he said that, a light flashed on Tang Ling's hand, and the scroll that Mo Ling had given him that day appeared, recording the Void Spirit Sword, and he immediately handed it to the old man.

"Void Spirit Sword?"

The old man gave Tang Ling a strange look. After taking the scroll and examining it, he said with an even weirder look, "You came to the Black Skull Tomb just for this thing?"

After saying that, a look of surprise appeared on the old man's face, and he said with a smile: "That's right, the gap between your strength and soul realm is too big. Although this Void Spirit Sword is no more than a high-level Xuan-level sword, it can give you the ability to defeat an elementary-level fighter.

The strength of the powerful sect..."

Nodding affirmatively, Tang Ling looked at the old man expectantly and said, "Senior, can you use this Void Spirit Sword as a supplement? In the future, I will take action three times for Miss Mo Ling!"

Hearing this, the old man laughed loudly, pointed at Tang Ling with his finger, and said with a smile: "You little guy is really a person who doesn't suffer any loss, but this time you have done something unnecessary!"

"Huh?" Tang Ling was confused for a moment, but then he thought of something and asked a little excitedly, "Senior, are you talking about the formation outside?"

"That's right!" The old man nodded and said with a smile, "This Void Spirit Sword is originally recorded in the formation knowledge."

"In that case, this junior will agree to this transaction!" After getting what he wanted, Tang Ling was not too greedy and nodded and agreed.

call out!

A jade tablet suddenly appeared from the old man's body, and was grasped by the old man in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, the old man's palm changed, and ink-colored soul marks were imprinted on the jade tablet one after another.

After the jade tablet was covered with ink-colored lines, the old man's finger condensed with an inch-long fighting spirit sword light. The sword light was directed at the jade tablet from top to bottom, and the jade tablet was immediately divided into two.

Immediately, the old man waved his sleeves and one of the jade tablets was shot at Tang Ling.

"Take this jade token, and when the light flashes on it, you can find the girl's location by following the guidance." Rubbing the jade token in his hand, the old man's expression suddenly became extremely serious. He stared at Tang Ling and said, "Little guy,

Although you and I only made a verbal agreement, I believe you are not one to break your promise."

Holding the jade tablet in his hand and looking at the dense soul imprints on it, Tang Ling's eyes couldn't help but be filled with shock.

Hearing this, Tang Ling nodded cautiously. He was never one to break promises, not to mention that he had taken a huge advantage today.

If it weren't for Mo Ling not being good at formations, I'm afraid the old man's knowledge of formations wouldn't have fallen into his hands with just three simple opportunities to make a move.

Seeing Tang Ling put away the jade plaque, the old man stretched out his hand and waved to the right. The ink-colored light flowing on the closed stone door of the room on the right caused the stone door to sink slightly downwards.

"Go for it!"

After waving to Tang Ling, the old man slowly closed his eyes and said nothing again.

Seeing this, Tang Ling felt happy, but after standing up and saluting the old man respectfully, he moved softly towards the stone room with the door open.

As soon as Tang Ling entered the stone room, the stone door that had just sunk slowly rose again, sealing off the room on the right again.

Turning back and looking deeply at the re-closed room, the old man's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light.

Although the soul entering Tang Ling's body was like a mud cow entering the sea, the perception of the soul outside Tang Ling's body still allowed him to get some information.

Recalling the aura that made him feel a little palpitated when his soul was exploring Tang Ling, his eyes revealed curiosity and shock.

He had a clear answer in his heart about what kind of existence it was that could make a powerful man like him, who was once a semi-saint, feel a hint of palpitations.

That was why he could always talk nicely to Tang Ling, and even gave away his most important knowledge of formations in order to ease the conflict between Mo Ling and Tang Ling.

Thinking of the conflict between Tang Ling and Mo Ling, a coldness filled the old man's eyes again, and he looked faintly at the entrance to the small world...