Douluo: Thousand Miles of Practice

Although it was already nighttime, above the clouds, through the gap in the clouds, the hexagonal Wuhun City wall in the south was faintly visible. The hexagonal Wuhun City was built around a hill.

On this hill, there are two very eye-catching buildings. The building halfway up the mountain is the most majestic and can be vaguely seen even from a distance.

"Shui Shui, that's Wuhun City. I was 14 years old when I was level 49. At that time, I was flying here with my sword and looking at Wuhun City from a distance."

He held his hands behind his back and pondered, and the hem of his blue robe was fluttering in the high-altitude wind. At first glance, Qian Shui's temperament came out of the dust at this moment, and he felt a sense of transcendence.

Just the next second, "Teacher, I can't see clearly."

It was dark, it wasn't raining, and I couldn't close my eyes, but I couldn't understand my little apprentice.

The little apprentice tilted his head and felt strange. Why was the master so stunned?

"Ah hahaha! The vision is lost! Shuishui, let me open it for you... Oh no, spirit sharing!"

Soon, the young apprentice became spiritually connected to Qian Shui.

"How about it? Those are the three main halls of Wuhun Palace, Douluo Palace, Elder Palace and Pope Palace."

Pointing to the three main halls in the center of Wuhun City, Qian Shui introduced them to his young apprentice.

"Shui Shui, I actually arranged the previous robbery and murder, so those uncles didn't really want to kill you. It's the teacher's fault for not consulting you in advance."

Sure enough, the little girl didn't understand and just tilted her head and looked at Qian Shui.

Qian Shui held his forehead, but did not dare to look at his disciples. He only looked at Wuhun City in a daze.

Although the little apprentice, who stood with one foot on Wenxin, was wearing the silver uniform of Huangdou Academy, the bun on her head was upright, and the way she tilted her head was beyond her ordinary appearance.

"Everything has a cause and effect. My teacher lost her heart, but you and I can't. If you understand in the future, I will be afraid that there will be discord between you and my master..."

Teachers preach, teach, and resolve doubts. At first, Bibi Dong could not call herself a good teacher, nor did she care about him very much. Of course, there is Qian Xunji's compulsion on her back then, and Qian Shui naturally understands.

But as Qian Renxue said, he has his own ideas. As a disciple, he will not cater to the teacher, no matter how beautiful Bibi Dong is.

At this time, she was also a teacher, but because her little apprentice didn't understand the truth, she regarded her as a family member, trusting her without any complaints.

But she will understand sooner or later, and when the time comes to ask him, as a teacher, it will no longer be a social issue.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it. You and I are master and apprentice. One day you will understand that you should give me a good beating..."

In the distance, Qian Renxue flew over with her son in her arms, followed by Ling Yunzhi and Yin Jin.

"Hey, Brother Shui, are you teaching disciples so late?"

Rolling his eyes at Yinjin, Qian Shui touched his little apprentice's head and said, "Go back by yourself and follow Rongrong. The teacher has something to do and will take you into the city tomorrow."

"Um."

With that said, the young apprentice lowered his sword and returned to the team.

Qian Shui activated his clone technique to fool Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin. After spending the whole night, he took his wife, children, and Yin Jin Ling Yunzhi and ran away first.

"Brother Shui, do you think Shui Shuidi's reaction is too bland?" At this time, Yinjin also came up.

Qian Shui rolled his eyes, "You're the only one who knows?"

"Oh, Brother Shui, you are so twisted, just like we did back then, you are still too obedient! Do you think Shui Shui should look like he has been betrayed, with an expression of fear, uneasiness, doubt, and despair? , and then asked you: "Why? Why! I love you so much, but you want to kill me?"

"Indeed... a piece of wool! Is that still water? Isn't that a bloody Mary Sue?!"

"Uh...what is a 'Mary Sue'?"

"Tsk, it's just a love story. You, Shuishui, will probably grow up and gradually fall in love with the master. You will have to compete with Xiaoxue for my position as a teacher, and then you will be tortured to death. Who will die twice, and then I will do it again. 'Resurrection! I have to love you!' Finally, the whole family is happy."

Yinjin: "Hey...it's so stupid, but it sounds so interesting! Brother Shui, please write it down!"

Ling Yunzhi: "It's indeed interesting. I'm interested too."

Qianshui: "Rolling ball!"

While making jokes with Yinjin, several people finally arrived. And at their old place on the outskirts of Wuhun City, old friends were already waiting for them.

Although Yinjin still looked like a mouse meeting a cat when he saw Chensha, hiding behind Qian Shui with erratic eyes.

Times have changed, and the last time I left Wuhun City was ten years ago, but I didn't expect that the tidal flat outside Wuhun City had also changed.

Feng Jingyi returned to Wuhun City ahead of schedule. At this moment, the seven members of the team finally gathered together again.

"Xiao Shui, you are finally willing to return to Wuhun City!"

After greeting her teammates one by one, Chensha was wearing a long dress with a red background and silver edges. Her long hair was tied up high and without any decoration. She also gave Qian Shui a strange look.

"Sister Shasha, are you blaming me for not helping you out in the first place~"

"Forget it, you have your reasons. We have figured it out over the years. If we depend on your care for everything, we will never grow much." However, Chensha still held Feng Jingyi's hand. Hand, "The only thing that makes me panic all day long is Xiaofeng. Fortunately nothing happened, otherwise I will never forgive myself for not stopping her in this life."

Chensha was talking about herself, but she was actually talking about Qianshui. At least from her point of view, a letter was enough.

But it is not right to say that Qianshui is cold and Qianrenxue is ungrateful, otherwise the 100,000-year-old soul bone and the two immortal grass-level medicines would not fall on Feng Jingyi, so she only talked about herself.

"Qingyu, this is Uncle Ruoyou, Uncle Yuzhou, and Aunt Chensha~" Qianrenxue introduced her son to him, holding his hand. Reunion is a happy event, but if the topic is too dull, it will be over the original intention.

It's just that the child is sleepy and didn't understand what happened when he woke up. He just looked around blankly.

"Xiaoshui, except that the face looks like you, the hair is the same as Miss Xue~ Come, Aunt Qingyu hug~"

"Hi! Her bloodline is strong~"

According to Qianshui, Qian Qingyu is a standard yellow-haired stinky boy, but this is also good, the hair color is the same as Xue's family, so Qianshui doesn't need to dye her son's hair.

Qian Qingyu, who had just woken up, finally saw the beautiful woman with her hair in a bun in Chensha's arms, "Hehe, mom, I want to marry this auntie too~"

Qian Renxue stroked her forehead. Her son couldn't get over the issue of marrying a daughter-in-law. He saw a girl and said he wanted to marry one.

"Hahaha, little Qingyu is amazing~ Grow up quickly, and when you grow up, auntie will marry you, okay~"

"Okay!"

"Sister Shasha, don't coax this kid, what if he takes it seriously?" Qianshui was embarrassed, even though his face was pierced by his son, and he hurried to hug him back.

Chensha refused, and turned sideways to prevent Qianshui from hugging him, "A child~ Xiaofeng, don't you think so~ Qingyu, when you grow up, I and your auntie Xiaofeng will marry you~"

"Oh oh! Marry another one!"

Although their son made the couple a little socially dead, the dull atmosphere turned back.

Except Qianshui and Qian Renxue who brought their sons for a purpose, Yinjin and Lingyunzhi did not bring their families. They had to go back and follow the main force into the city. Tonight was just a gathering.

"Xiaoshui, we invited you this time. Yinjin, come on! We won't beat you!"

"Shasha, you said so!" Only then did Yinjin pull his head out from behind Qianshui.

Ruoyou, who always wears black clothes, dodged and hugged Yinjin's arm, "Don't be afraid, although Shasha only said that she won't beat you, she didn't say that we won't beat you!"

With a face full of panic, Yinjin pretended to break free, "Don't... don't... I was beaten badly enough in the previous robbery!"

Walking this way, Lingyunzhi explained jokingly: "Well, I testify that my shirt was torn to pieces."

Yuzhou, who was wearing a red-bottomed and silver-edged uniform in the same style as Chensha, took out a can of wine from the soul guide, shook it, and said happily: "Leader, this We'll have to drink a few more glasses when we get together."

"Forget it, forget it. We'll be in the Pope's Palace soon, and it's not good to be drunk. Later, we'll be in Wuhun City for a long time anyway, so we can drink to our heart's content then!"

"That's a deal!"

"It's a deal."

...

"Nana, how do I use this soul guide for taking photos?"

"Oh, teacher, this is how it is. Just aim at the person or thing you want to take a photo of and press this button."

The Pope's shop, shrouded in the night, was still brightly lit. Bibi Dong, who had finished a day of hard work, called in her little disciple.

Originally, it was so late, and Hu Liena thought Bibi Dong summoned her to entrust her with something about the finals of the elite competition, but she didn't expect that she was fiddling with a large square box.

"Is that so?"

He pressed the switch to Hu Liena, and with a "click", a small card was spit out from the inside of the square box.

Chapter 256: Breaking through Bibi Dong, Dai Mubai's frustration [6000 words]

"In the art of war, attacking the heart is better than attacking the city. Psychological warfare is better than military warfare. Xiaoxue, this is what I think of our mother."

"If you want to fight, I should be able to beat her, but her Soul Devouring Spider Emperor is a bit restrained by me, especially the sixth soul skill, Eternal Creation. In fact, I can't guarantee it unless I fight her."

The streets of Wuhun City were deserted. It was already the middle of the night and naturally there was no one around. Qianshui's face sank when he walked into Wuhun City. The perception he subconsciously opened did not make him feel how clean this sacred and glorious city was.

Especially the Pope's Palace!

Bibi Dong changed her practice method after entering the Rakshasa Secret Realm. Now she is almost the same as an evil soul master!

The family of three walked side by side and held Qian Qingyu in the middle. Suddenly, a person appeared in front of the three of them. When they looked closely, it was the Ghost Douluo who was completely black.

Qianshui smiled and said, "Uncle Gui, we meet again."

"Miss, young master." Ghost Douluo bowed slightly to Qian Renxue.

"What about me?" Qianshui pointed to his nose, but Ghost Douluo rolled his eyes and ignored him.

Qianshui also understood. After all, he was not of high status and had never been a decent person since childhood. Ghost Douluo always called him "boy". Now that his realm is high, it may be difficult for him to change his name for a while.

"Forget it, Qingyu, this is Guimei, Elder Ghost, call me uncle."

"Hello, uncle."

Guimei nodded slightly to Qian Qingyu, but no expression could be seen.

"Xiaoshui, you should call me grandpa..." Qian Renxue reminded him.

Qianshui also called him "Uncle Gui", so the seniority was not different.

"Uh... It's the same! Uncle Gui, we are going to the Pope's Palace."

Qianshui has never been willing to get entangled in things like seniority. He would not go to the three major halls if he could. Therefore, this is one of the reasons why he may not even call out the full names of the titled elders in the Hall of Elders.

"Tianfeng, you take them." Guimei shouted back, and another elder who had the strength to be a title appeared in Qianshui's perception.

The elder was wearing heavy armor, and his style was similar to that of the warriors guarding the Pope's Palace, belonging to the same style, but more luxurious. The straight mask showed the meticulous character of the elder.

This person was probably promoted in the past ten years, so Qianshui didn't know him, which made him a little confused.

Qian Renxue knew Qianshui, and introduced him through voice transmission: "You know the Holy Emperor Warriors directly under the Pope, you need to have at least the Soul Emperor cultivation to be selected. This elder Tianfeng is the leader of the Holy Emperor Warrior Corps, his martial soul is Tianfeng Falcon, and he is a Titled Douluo at level 92."

However, Qianshui only had an impression of the Holy Emperor Warriors, not to mention their leader, but he still suppressed his embarrassment and greeted him: "Hello, Elder Tianfeng. Qingyu, say hello."