Douluo started from being accepted by Bibi Dong as a disciple

Ling Feng now has in his hand the grass fruit herb that Hu Liena gave him before to increase the speed of absorbing soul power.

And according to what Hu Liena said before, these are enough for Ling Feng to raise his soul power level to level 30.

It's just that all Ling Feng needs now is time.

Therefore, Ling Feng naturally does not have to worry about things like grass fruits and herbs that can improve soul power cultivation.

Moreover, Yue Guan also told him before that if you need anything, you can go to him.

"I wonder if Yue Guan can solve my financial needs... I will have to ask him when I have time!"

With this thought in his mind, Ling Feng slowly entered into the immersive breathing practice.

…

For three days in a row, Ling Feng once again acted like a cultivator and began to practice in a non-stop training mode.

At this time, in the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong, who had also been resting for several days, looked at Yue Guan, who was helping to handle official documents, and asked: "Why has the little guy been so quiet these days? What are you doing!"

"Going back to Your Highness, Your Highness the Son of God has been staying at his residence to practice breathing since he completed the task of annihilating the bandits!"

After hearing Bibi Dong's question, Yue Guan answered truthfully.

"Have you never come out? This little guy is really a cultivator!"

I have long heard about Ling Feng's 'cultivation madman', Bibi Dong pursed her lips and continued with a smile: "Okay, you can handle the rest!"

…

After leaving the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong went straight to Ling Feng's residence.

Feeling the fluctuating soul power that condensed into a vortex in this space and flowed into the residence, Bibi Dong knew that Ling Feng was intensifying his training at this time.

Under this situation, Bibi Dong also took advantage of the situation and waited at the gate.

She knew that if she went in rashly, Lingfeng's breathing and cultivation would be disrupted.

When the subject of cultivation was mentioned, Bibi Dong stared at the door of his residence, a little stunned, and thought to himself: It sounds like he is really incompetent. Although he accepted the little guy as his disciple, he had very little time to actually teach him.

"Master, why are you here?"

Not long after, when Ling Feng was tired from practicing and was about to get something to eat, Bibi Dong's aura fluctuated outside the gate.

Under this, Ling Feng trotted to open the door and welcomed Bibi Dong in.

"Didn't I say that I would be your sparring partner before? Now that I have some free time, I can practice with you!"

After entering the courtyard, Bibi Dong did not follow Ling Feng to the living room, but stood there and let out a soft sigh.

When he stopped talking, he reached out to touch the top of Ling Feng's head out of habit.

However, Ling Feng dodged it again.

The hair style is suitable for those who have just done it after washing up in the morning.

As the saying goes, everything can be cut off, but the hairstyle cannot be messed up...

"Uh... Master, let's forget it. You can be my sparring partner... Should I accompany you, or should you train me... It doesn't work, it doesn't work!"

After hearing Bibi Dong's words, Ling Feng shook his head like a drum.

Just kidding, Ling Feng had seen Bibi Dong's string of soul rings shining red in the black.

With such strength, Ling Feng didn't want to bring trouble to himself.

Of course, the most important thing was that Ling Feng knew that whether it was his Desert Eagle's soul-eating bursts or explosive bullets, it would be difficult to cause any kind of damage to Bibi Dong.

Naturally, it is impossible to test the power of soul skills.

Unless Bibi Dong doesn't take any precautions and lets Ling Feng attack.

But that... is not good after all.

Seeing Bibi Dong's slightly disappointed look, Ling Feng curled his lips slightly and explained to Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong naturally knew Ling Feng's explanation, but it was exactly this that made Bibi Dong disappointed.

I felt depressed because I couldn't really help Ling Feng.

"Well... although you can't accompany me in training, you can teach me some theoretical knowledge, such as how to exert the maximum power of soul skills with the least soul power... For example, breathing like this can quickly improve the soul.

Strength level...and so on."

Looking at Bibi Dong's slightly dim eyes, Ling Feng rolled his eyes and said.

I thought in my heart what happened to my master today...

Is your brain going crazy?

This is the first time I have seen the powerful Pope of Wuhun Palace~!

…

"In this case, I will arrange for a great soul master of the same level as you to train with you another day... Speaking of theoretical knowledge... Well, this is a good idea, and looking at this Douluo Continent, there is no one with theoretical knowledge.

You can surpass me as your teacher!"

After hearing Ling Feng's words, Bibi Dong suddenly changed her depressed mood and said happily at the same time.

Such a scene is quite like the big sister next door...

Ling Feng was stunned for a moment.

Could it be that Hu Liena also learned her nerve from her master?

Seemingly aware of the confusion flashing in Ling Feng's eyes and the unusual posture she displayed, Bibi Dong couldn't help but clear her throat and said: "Ahem, little guy, then I will teach you such a precise explanation

Control the soul power to maximize the effect of soul skills..."

…

Time flies. When Bibi Dong came, the sun was still shining brightly. When Bibi Dong left, the Wuhun Hall was already brightly lit.

Ling Feng also benefited a lot from this long day of teaching.

Ling Feng also got the answer from Bibi Dong regarding the recent increase in the life of the soul ring and the unchanging aspects in the process of breathing out the cultivation.

Then, after Bibi Dong left, Ling Feng began to practice breathing while the iron was hot, and at the same time, he analyzed the soul power that had been cultivated into himself, like peeling off the cocoon.

With the experience taught by Bibi Dong and Ling Feng's own knowledge and understanding, Ling Feng still stayed at home for three days.

After continuous breathing training, especially in the last three days, Ling Feng's soul power level was directly raised to level 23.

It fully raised the soul power level by three levels.

This speed of cultivation made Ling Feng feel even more refreshed.

Don’t talk about others, just talk about yourself.

Ling Feng felt that if he relied on himself, he would probably have to wait for more than ten days to upgrade to the third level.

After all, as the level of soul power continues to increase, Lingfeng needs to absorb more and more soul power. The higher the level, the more soul power is needed to upgrade.

Therefore, with this three-level improvement effect, Ling Feng was so satisfied that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.

…

After raising his soul power level to level twenty-three, Ling Feng originally planned to continue practicing breathing.

After all, the higher the soul power level, the higher the difficulty level of the bounty tasks that Ling Feng can complete, and the more bounties he can obtain.

In the previous bounty mission of wiping out the gangsters, Ling Feng not only earned the bounty, but also received more than 20,000 gold soul coins from the gangster's lair.

In this way, Ling Feng is convinced of one thing, that is, currently the only way to earn gold soul coins by completing bounty tasks is the most reliable.

In this way, just when Lingfeng was thinking about it and preparing to continue to enter the breathing practice state, there was a knock on the door.

"Huh? Who will be back at this time?"

Ling Feng, who heard the knock on the door, looked at the window showing a corner of dusk.

Immediately, Ling Feng released a little bit of soul power and explored towards the gate.

"Huh? What's he doing here... It seems like we don't know each other very well!"

Faintly sensing the figure outside the door, Ling Feng said in a deep voice.

Although Ling Feng's current soul power perception and control over soul power cannot really see clearly what the figure outside the gate looks like.

But it was really easy to identify him.

A red battle armor, the soul power of a fiery aura... Yan!

The most important thing is that Ling Feng was so impressed by this Yan.

Right now, Ling Feng could still picture Yan approaching Hu Liena with an attentive look on his face...

"Your Highness the Holy Son, it's me, it's me! I'm Yan!"

Outside the gate, I clicked the door bell a few times, but couldn't hear any movement, so I couldn't help but announce my door to myself.

"I'm practicing, what can I do?"

Ling Feng, who was interrupted from practicing not long after, opened the door and glanced at Yan who looked attentive.

"Hey, I didn't attend the previous banquet hosted by His Highness the Holy Son. It was really because I was busy with official duties. No, as soon as I returned to Wuhun Palace, I came here to offer some of my thoughts to His Highness the Holy Son and also invited His Highness the Holy Son.

Accept it!"

Yan said apologetically, and when he finished speaking, he took out the gift he had prepared long ago from the bag and held it in his arms.

???

Coming as a gift?

"Quick, please come in! If you're not here, then you won't be here. Look, I'm asking you to make a special trip, how troublesome it is!"

Ling Feng really didn't know who came and who didn't come on the day of the banquet. After all, it was all handled by Hu Liena.

Although Ling Feng felt a little unhappy that Yan planned to practice on his own, since he came with a gift, Ling Feng would not reach out and hit the smiling person back.

Facing Ling Feng's 180-degree change, Yan followed Ling Feng directly to the living room without changing his expression.

However, in Yan's heart, he secretly rejoiced: "It seems to be true, His Royal Highness the Holy Son is indeed a man who loves money!"

Yan also did enough homework before coming.

After learning about Ling Feng's hobby of loving money, Yan prepared enough gifts.

Of course, this gift is the simple gold soul coin.

What is this called?

This is called doing what you like!

"Ahem, I don't know how to make tea. There is juice here that the waiter sent before. You can just drink it!"

Glancing at the gift box that Yan had just put down at his feet, Ling Feng shrugged and said, then took the juice from both sides and handed a bottle to Yan.

Although Ling Feng didn't open the gift box that Yan brought, he could see the faint yellow light from the gap in the gift box and the sound of the gift box just falling to the ground. Ling Feng didn't need to guess, but he knew that the golden soul was inside.

currency.

And there are still a lot of gold soul coins.

Under such circumstances, Ling Feng would naturally not let others put down their gifts and leave, but would politely offer them juice.

"Thank you, Your Majesty the Holy Son!"

As a result, the fruit juice Yan was polite.

Afterwards, Yan coughed lightly and continued: "Ahem~! Your Highness, the Holy Son, to be honest, this time, in addition to sending gifts to His Highness, I have something to ask for!"

Yan is not one to beat around the bush, so he goes straight to the point.

"Well, tell me, I will help you with whatever I can do!"

After drinking a few mouthfuls of juice, Ling Feng nodded to Yan and said.

Ling Feng was not surprised when he heard Yan's words.

It's strange that he came over so diligently and offered gifts and was polite. It's nothing to do.

If something happens, it's only in line with common sense.

Otherwise, Ling Feng would really doubt Yan's intentions...

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son should also know something about me, right?"

After hearing Ling Feng's words, Yan immediately said.

Seeing this, Ling Feng raised his eyebrows and motioned for Yan to continue.

However, Ling Feng was speechless for a while: I know a ghost, I have nothing to do with blindly knowing what a man does...

Although he thought so, Ling Feng naturally couldn't say it. After all, the gift box was still at his feet~!

"I feel ashamed to say it. I have always had something in my heart for so many years, but... Nana has never responded, so... So I want His Highness the Holy Son to help me say a few nice words in front of Nana. After all, Nana is the same

Your senior sister, and His Royal Highness the Holy Son speaks much better than others!"

"In this gift box are all the savings I have accumulated over the years, a total of 30,000 gold soul coins. I hope His Highness the Holy Son can help me with this!"

Yan shook his head helplessly and sighed, while pointing at the gift box and said.

Yan's intention and implication were very clear, which meant that if Ling Feng agreed to help, the 30,000 gold soul coins in the gift box would belong to Ling Feng.

But if you don’t want to help...then that’s a different story.

Lingfeng suddenly felt unhappy about Yan's meaning and the way he did things.

Mad, didn't you come to bring me a gift? Why did you threaten me along the way?

If you don’t help, you won’t be able to get the 30,000 gold soul coins?

The duck that reached its beak flew away?

No, of course it cannot!

"Haha, it turns out that's what happened. It's easy to talk about!"

"Well, Nana is my senior sister, so don't call me His Royal Highness the Holy Son. It's weird. Maybe you will still be my senior sister-in-law from now on, right?"

"Don't worry, this matter is completely left to me!"

Ling Feng readily agreed to Yan's request, and put his hand on Yan's shoulder in a familiar manner.

"Haha, thank you Holy Son..."

"Oh? You can't ask His Majesty the Holy Son to take control!"

Seeing the faint smile on Yan's face, Ling Feng stretched out his finger and shook it slowly, indicating that he was not comfortable with the name he was addressing.

"Hehe, okay, brother Lingfeng, from now on the two of us are brothers!"

Faced with Ling Feng's enthusiasm, Yan completely let go of her worries.

Before coming, he was worried that Ling Feng was not far behind to help with this matter, but now it makes Yan feel warm in his heart.

In Yan's opinion, with Ling Feng's help in the future, he will definitely be able to completely impress Nana and make her bow down to his valiant and heroic appearance!

When Yan's smiling eyes were slightly confused, Ling Feng quietly put away the gift box.

Seeing that the drinks in the Yan bottle were almost finished, Lingfeng put away the gift box and took out two more bottles of drinks.

"Brother Lingfeng, Nana will be back in half a month. At that time, a grand singing banquet will be held in Wuhun City. How about you help me invite Nana out?"

Not long after, Yan said while drinking a drink.

"Oh? Singing banquet? Invite senior sister out? It's easy to say, but... I'll give you a few nice words, but if I ask senior sister out, I have to pay extra, brother!"

After hearing Yan's words, Ling Feng thought for a moment and then said seriously.