Douluo: Reincarnation of the Doctor of Truth, the Son-in-law of the Spirit Hall

Wind Temple!

It is also one of the seven elemental gods. Although the temple is not as good as the Fire Temple, it is far from being comparable to the God of Bad Luck!

No, why is this unreliable guy Flanders recognized by the God of Wind?

Yu Xiaogang thought that he had also defected to the Wind Temple.

But even the lowest-level priests rejected him.

As a result, Flanders became the high priest of the temple?

Comparing people with each other was infuriating, especially the success of his former good brother, which made him grit his teeth even more.

Yu Xiaogang wanted to grab Flanders by the collar and question him.

Why should I be valued by the God of Wind?

Are you like me, being fucked by the God of Wind?

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang raised his butt slightly to relieve the burning pain.

Flanders smiled, shook his head and said:

"I'm just a lucky man of the times. There's nothing to say. I'm not like you, Erlong. I rely on my real abilities."

Flanders sounded shy and looked at Liu Erlong with envy.

When Yu Xiaogang heard this, he immediately became excited. Sure enough, it was impossible for Flanders to become the high priest of the Wind Temple with his true ability.

He grabbed Flanders' arm and said with concern:

"Flanders, have you made any sacrifices for the position of high priest? Don't worry, as a brother, I will not laugh at you. We can face it together!"

As he said this, Yu Xiaogang's eager eyes hoped that Flanders would admit what he had done to him by the God of Wind.

Flanders smiled awkwardly and looked at Yu Xiaogang in confusion, "Xiao Gang, what's wrong with you? Don't worry, what sacrifice can I make?"

"It's just that one day when I was depressed and drinking, I accidentally ran into Master Fengshen. We drank together at a table, and we became drinking buddies. He thought I had a bad temper, so he asked me to join the God of Winds."

"Of all the high priests, I am the most virtuous and unworthy."

Flanders was ashamed.

Yu Xiaogang frowned, "Just drinking? Nothing else happened?"

Yu Xiaogang was very unwilling. How could Flender be safe and sound?

He was stabbed in agony for the position of the high priest of the Temple of Bad Luck, so why would Flanders be safe?

No, we are brothers and we will be stabbed together!

Flanders smiled and said: "Of course, what else can there be? Mr. Fengshen is free and uninhibited."

Zhao Wuji chuckled and said, "Speaking of which, I heard an interesting story."

"What's going on?" Everyone's attention was attracted by Zhao Wuji.

Flender introduced to Yu Xiaogang: "Old Zhao joined the Temple of Hercules and was one of the three platinum priests under the high priest."

"..." Yu Xiaogang forced a smile, but his actual status was actually higher than his own!

"Have you ever heard of the Temple of Bad Luck?"

Zhao Wuji asked first, trying to show off.

"???" Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.

A small temple like the Temple of Bad Luck, which is located in a remote area and has only more than 10,000 believers in total, can survive without being annexed, not because it is strong enough, but because its sense of existence is too low!

Yu Xiaogang's heart trembled, and he felt a sense of panic.

"I heard that the God of Bad Luck is... he likes to place his male pets in the position of high priest. So these five generations of high priests are almost all... hehe, among the gods, this is an interesting fact."

"I only heard about it when I was participating in the God-level Committee with Mr. Hercules. It was so exciting, and it was said that the previous high priests were dismissed because they were out of touch..."

Zhao Wuji chuckled.

Flanders also showed a lewd smile, "The gods still know how to play! Fortunately, that is just an example, otherwise those of us who are closest to the gods will suffer."

Liu Erlong glared at Zhao Wuji in disgust, and said angrily: "You should be beaten for saying such a thing while eating!"

The corners of Yu Xiaogang's mouth twitched and his eyes were slightly red.

That’s it, that’s it!

Judging from the power of the God of Bad Luck, if he comes a few more times, he might have to leave his job and be kicked out by then?

I originally thought that becoming the high priest of a temple would bring glory to the family.

But now it seems that even people like Flanders have such achievements, he, the high priest of the Temple of Bad Luck, is too unqualified!

"Xiao Gang, where have you been all these years? I left the letter in Soto City, but I didn't expect you to receive it. Have you always been in Soto City?"

Flanders asked curiously.

Yu Xiaogang smiled coquettishly. After he became the high priest, he went to Soto City to show off before he received the letter.

Therefore, Flanders and others still don’t know what he has experienced in the past ten years.

You must not let Flanders and others know that you are the current high priest of the Temple of Bad Luck!

Yu Xiaogang put his hands in his pockets, remained silent for a moment, pretended to be profound, shook his head and said:

"Don't delve into what I said, it's confidential."

Flanders was stunned, "Secret?"

Yu Xiaogang nodded and said: "Yes, otherwise how could I disappear for ten years? Because I am doing some confidential things."

When Flanders heard this, his face turned green. He stared at Yu Xiaogang and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Gang, it's not that I doubt you, but if you are still targeting Saint Master Latio, then no one can protect you. You!”

In ten years, Holy Master Latio never showed up again.

But the gods and all the forces have a consensus, that is, they are all under the Holy Master Latio.

So in today's era, even if the people they respect most are the gods of various temples, their beliefs have changed.

But they all know that Holy Master Latio is the strongest and greatest.

Yu Xiaogang shook his head slightly. He originally had this plan, but now he has given up.

"No, why am I still calling Zhen?"

"Flanders, after three days apart, you should look at me with admiration. Not to mention that we haven't seen each other for ten years. I have changed much more than you imagined."

Yu Xiaogang patted Flender on the shoulder and said sincerely.

Flanders breathed a sigh of relief, just don't provoke Holy Master Latio.

He looked at Yu Xiaogang's appearance, which looked like a white-skinned pig, and laughed and said: "Xiao Gang, you have really changed a lot. You are white and fat. It seems that you are living a very good life!"

Yu Xiaogang nodded proudly. When he went out, his identity was given by himself, so he couldn't just pretend?

"Okay, let's not talk about those things anymore. We are reunited after a long separation, so we should talk more..." Yu Xiaogang changed the subject.

Flender nodded with deep understanding, and then introduced other members of Shrek Academy to Yu Xiaogang.

Like the Shrek Seven Devils, except for Tang San and the dead Dai Mubai, they all came.

"Qin Ming! He is also a believer in the Fire God Temple now and is very valued by the Fire God. Perhaps the next High Priest of the Fire God will be Qin Ming!"

Qin Ming waved his hands repeatedly, not daring to admit it.

Liu Erlong smiled and said: "We are all members of our own family, why are you so polite! God of Fire also told me that if I don't want to do it anymore, I will give you my position directly!"

When Yu Xiaogang heard this, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Rong Rong, you are now the young master of the Qibao Glazed Sect. This sect is much more powerful and still maintains its independence. Now the soul tool industry has penetrated into almost every aspect. Among every three people, there must be someone who has used the soul of Qibao Company. Guide products!”

"Furthermore, there are now more than ten god-level experts in the Qibao Glazed Sect. How do you think they are powerful?"

Flanders said with a smile.

Ning Rongrong chuckled, shook his head and said, "Dean, please stop praising me. The development of our sect has nothing to do with me."

Although Ning Rongrong was modest, the pride in her eyebrows could not be hidden.

Such as the Qibao Glazed Sect, a former top power.

They all want to maintain their original pure bloodline and will not surrender or merge into a certain temple. They all know the future potential of Douluo Continent.

So as long as they get through the initial tough time, things will get better and better for them.

There are only a dozen god-level experts now, but there may be a hundred in the future!

They are no match for the gods in the divine world now, but what about as time goes by?

One day, when their potential is developed, they may not be inferior to the temple.

Of course, privately they will definitely let their disciples attend the temple to make friends with the temple.

"Fat Man is also from the Fire God Temple, and has been blessed by the God of Fire. The disadvantages of evil fire have been eliminated! Maybe he can become a subordinate god of the God of Fire in the future!"

"Xiao Ao, Xiao Ao is the high priest of the Temple of Food, he is very promising!"

"..." Yu Xiaogang felt even worse when he heard this.

Although the Temple of Food is also at the end of the road, its main temple can be opened in Wuhun City, and it can benefit from all directions. It is not something that the Temple of Bad Luck can touch.

He can't even compare to Oscar?

Flanders continued: "Zhuqing, she is a disciple of Holy Master Latio. How many disciples does the Holy Master have in total? You can imagine her status! I heard that the God of Speed ​​is very optimistic about Zhuqing, right? ?”

Zhu Zhuqing said coldly: "I have no friendship with her."

"Zhuqing just has a cold temper."

Flanders didn't take it seriously and looked at Xiao Wu again, "Where's Xiao Wu? He is now a diplomatic figure in the Soul Beast Merchant Group, which can be said to have a prominent status."

Xiao Wu, who is now in her twenties, has lost her youthfulness, has long, thick hair tied behind her head, and has a slight smile on her beautiful face.

"Dean Flanders, don't brag about me, it's embarrassing."

Flender introduced other people in turn, all of them were outstanding people, and Yu Xiaogang felt like a light on his back.

How abominable!

Why do these people have such abilities and status?

Why did he have to sell his ass to become the high priest of a temple of bad luck?

Is this too shocking?

The hand he put in his pocket tightly held the token of the Temple of Bad Luck.

"Xiaogang, what's in your trouser pocket? Why do you feel so hard?" Flender suddenly noticed Yu Xiaogang's abnormality and asked curiously.

"nothing……!"

Yu Xiaogang suddenly became nervous. He couldn't let these people know that he was the new high priest of the Temple of Bad Luck.

Otherwise, his reputation will be ruined!

"Where's the mistress? And Dai Mubai?" Yu Xiaogang hurriedly changed the subject.

When he mentioned the two of them, Flanders sighed and shook his head slightly.

Yu Xiaogang's heart skipped a beat, "What happened to them?"

Flanders sighed: "That kid Dai Mubai is too stubborn... He died ten years ago..."

"What?!" Yu Xiaogang looked shocked.

"He is actually the second prince of the Star Luo Empire. When the Free Alliance infiltrated the Star Luo Empire, the Star Luo Emperor passed the throne to him. Unexpectedly, he directly wielded a butcher's knife against the people. He was overthrown afterwards and beheaded on the spot. ”

"As for the mistress, we don't have much contact. I inquired later and found that he had a quarrel with Tang Hao and did not enter the Haotian Sect."

Flanders was hesitant to speak, as if he couldn't bear to talk anymore. He looked at Yu Xiaogang, with an inexplicable emotion flashing in his eyes.

Yu Xiaogang said angrily: "Don't say half of your words!"

Although the two of them were almost done with each other, he was the one who was wrong to Tang San at that time, and he came back this time to make it up to Tang San.

Flanders continued, "Xiao San is also stubborn. Because you have a problem with Master Latio, he will never use those theories. But in this era, how can you go far without following Master Latio's theories?"

"Six years ago, he violated the Soul Beast Protection Law and poached soul beasts privately... You know, hunting active soul beasts is not allowed now."

"Tang San killed a thousand-year soul beast in order to obtain the fourth soul ring and was caught by the Soul Beast Merchant Group."

"Then it was discovered that his third soul ring was also poached privately, and it happened to be the second day after the Soul Beast Protection Law was established."

"Two crimes were combined, Tang San's two soul rings were taken away, and he was imprisoned for five years. This was even after we and Xiao Wu pleaded for him."

"After that, Tang San came out and disappeared. I think he should be nearby, but he was just embarrassed to come out..."

Flanders sighed. Tang San used to be the most talented among the Shrek Seven Devils.

But now he is probably far behind.

In the era of the Latio Saint Master, everyone's soul power was increasing rapidly.

In ten years, Xiao Wu and others have reached the level of Soul Saint and Soul Douluo.

What about Tang San?

He was only a Soul Sect six years ago, and was imprisoned, so he could hardly practice.

Now he is probably still a Soul Sect.

Yu Xiaogang covered his face, ashamed and painful, sobbing: "I'm sorry Xiao San..."

In fact, even he, the teacher, secretly used the theory of the Latio Saint Master in private.

...

Outside the Qibao Hotel, a cloth-clothed figure stood at the door and hesitated to go in. He should be a young man with blue hair, but his face had a sense of vicissitudes.

He was Tang San ten years later.

Unlike the original work, because he had a falling out with Tang Hao, he did not get the baptism of the Blue Silver King. His originally ordinary face looked old because of ten years of destruction.

As Flanders guessed, his soul power cultivation was also left behind.

Six years ago, he was a Soul Sect, level 41, but because he had two soul rings removed, it was difficult for him to practice in prison.

He has only recovered to level 36 now.

The third soul ring was earned by working, and he could only afford a hundred-year soul ring.

"Alas, how can I face them now?"

Tang San murmured.

At this time, a big hand pushed him away, "Get out of the way!"

A man in a mink coat walked into the Qibao Hotel and said to him unhappily.

Tang San's face changed drastically, and the anger in his heart suddenly surged out.

This person has already chosen his own death!

Tang San decided to launch a hidden weapon to defend his dignity! (End of this chapter)