Douluo: Thousand Miles of Practice

Although the girl looked at him unkindly, Yu Xiaogang felt very familiar with her appearance, and her height was indeed similar to Bibi Dong.

So Yu Xiaogang still admitted it, "Yes! Excuse me..."

But the girl in front of him didn't seem to want to pay attention to him, but looked behind him, "You mean, this girl?"

Yu Xiaogang turned around suddenly, but saw Bibi Dong behind him.

"Xiaogang, come to me quickly! This woman is not simple!"

In Bibi Dong's eyes, the aura of the blonde girl was as majestic as the abyss. She had never seen such a young girl in her life, and she had obvious hostility towards Yu Xiaogang.

If this hostility was not too obvious, she would even think that the girl in front of her was just an ordinary person who could not practice. After all, even soul warriors have subtle soul power fluctuations, but this girl does not.

She has seen such a person before, that is the great worshiper of the Spirit Hall, Qian Daoliu!

Youth does not represent anything, just like Qian Daoliu is over a hundred years old but looks like a middle-aged man.

At this tense moment, a stall nearby caught fire. It seemed to be a fire ignited by soul power. The fire spread quickly, and the lanterns hanging on the wooden frame were smashed towards Bibi Dong.

"Dong'er..."

Yu Xiaogang, who originally wanted to pull Bibi Dong away from the spot, was stunned.

The golden figure seemed to be a fluttering butterfly, holding the stunned Bibi Dong in his arms and taking her away from the spot.

Tap, tap, Bibi Dong's purple high heels knocked on the ground, and her purple eyes met. The girl's pupils reflected her own purple eyes.

After a moment of distraction, Bibi Dong, who was leaning on the girl's arms, felt warmth and kindness.

"With your strength, you shouldn't be like this." Listening to the golden girl's slightly blaming words, Bibi Dong left her arms and sorted out her clothes at a loss.

"Fire leaks wood, but this flower protects the lantern and is not burned by the fire at all?" Seeing the scene of green plants spreading next to the fire stall, Bibi Dong also changed the subject with some regret.

Yu Xiaogang seemed to have noticed this scene, and approached to ask the owner of the plant martial spirit, "Shopkeeper, your martial spirit is clematis, right?"

"Are you mistaken?" The owner of the fire stall found it incredible.

"Nonsense! He can't be wrong!" Bibi Dong hurriedly defended Yu Xiaogang.

"How could a useless martial spirit like clematis..."

Before the stall owner could finish refuting again, Bibi Dong couldn't wait to ask back: "What level is your martial spirit?"

"Level 22..."

Then, Bibi Dong asked the stall owner of the clematis martial spirit, "What about you?"

"Level 35."

"This shows that there are no useless martial spirits, only useless people!" Yu Xiaogang said his wise words.

The sound of applause suddenly sounded, interrupting the onlookers' desire to cheer.

"You are right, so you are a waste?" A voice as gentle as jade sounded, and it was obvious that his words were directly aimed at Yu Xiaogang.

"The Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong, would actually fall into the mortal world and fall in love with a waste. If this gets out, I'm sure the Spirit Hall will lose face, right?"

The young man who was walking with the little girl in black clothes in front of him immediately revealed the identities of Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang. Although he looked like a gentleman, his words were full of sarcasm, which immediately aroused Bibi Dong's anger.

"Who are you? Why do you say that about Xiaogang!"

The young man in front of him looked very familiar. Bibi Dong felt as if she had seen him somewhere before. She guessed that this must be someone from other forces who happened to meet him.

Moreover, a boy, a girl and a child, the golden girl and the little girl in black dress seemed to be carved from the same mold. They were probably a family of three, right?

However, the young man in front of him, who also looked like he had no cultivation, spread his hands and pointed the finger at Yu Xiaogang, "Your Highness the Saint must have reached the level of Soul Emperor. Why don't you ask the person next to you to introduce himself? Isn't it clear to everyone?"

The little angel beside him understood what Qianshui was doing.

He pointed out the cultivation level, but only asked Yu Xiaogang to introduce himself. This kind of routine in front of people directly brought out the embarrassment of his own cultivation level.

"Why don't you introduce yourself?!"

At this time, the angry Bibi Dong was stupid, but she didn't seem stupid. The test in her words and her appearance and clothes made Bibi Dong recognize Qianshui.

"Oh~ There is no soul power fluctuation on your body. I was wondering why you look so familiar. I have seen the Ning Sect Master of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. I am afraid you are the rumored good-for-nothing eldest son of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Shui!"

"My name is Qianshui!"

Wipe the non-existent cold sweat on his forehead, the little angel said that the chickens were fighting each other. Both the mother and Qianshui were irritated by each other.

Bibi Dong was young and immature; Qianshui was also imprisoned for many years and had a problem with his mentality.

The battle between the master and the apprentice in the Spirit Hall was fierce, but I didn't expect that there would be a possibility of a fight now.

In the eyes of the little angel, Qianshui must not like his high-ranking teacher in his subconscious, right?

When Qianshui and Bibi Dong stared at each other, Yu Xiaogang was particularly excited. He seemed to be immune to the title of good-for-nothing. When he saw Qianshui, he was very friendly. "You are the eldest son Ning?!"

"Get out of the way!" Qianshui shook him off and rushed up, like Yu Xiaogang who met a soulmate in a foreign land.

Qianshui is Qianshui. He has practiced purely with the spirit method and has not neglected physical training. Even with this only way, his physical fitness is abnormal. With this swing, Yu Xiaogang flew out as if he was hit by a car.

"Xiaogang!" Bibi Dong, who took Yu Xiaogang, had purple light in her eyes. Two yellow, two purple and two black spirit rings suddenly appeared around her body, and she slammed towards Qianshui with one palm.

After eating the snacks on hand, a certain inner demon clapped his hands and turned to look at Qian Renxue, "You don't save your man?"

"No need." Bibi Dong didn't even possess the Death Spider Emperor, but only used soul power to attack, and had no killing intention. The little angel had no intention of helping at all.

Bibi Dong at this time was stupid, but not bad. On the contrary, at this time, she did not experience all the hardships, nor did she go to the Killing City. It is better to say that she is an overly kind and innocent.

If not, she would not be able to look at someone like Yu Xiaogang.

They broke apart at the first blow. The experienced Bibi Dong could naturally feel Qianshui's true strength. He was not as weak as he seemed on the surface, nor was he the waste as rumored.

At least Yu Xiaogang, who was regarded as a double waste of the top three sects and had already fallen to the ground, was far inferior to him.

Bibi Dong, who had put away her soul ring, spoke in a better tone and said crisply, "Young Master Ning is indeed quite powerful, but Xiaogang is in the same situation as you. Why do you mock him for no reason!"

"The same situation?" Regardless of the real self, he knew how miserable he was and how broken his mentality was. "I am not as lucky as him! I was actually favored by a beautiful, rich, and powerful girl like you!"

If the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect could let him go, he would not be so miserable. It is not impossible for him to establish his own power through business.

Bibi Dong asked why he was mocking her. You should know that until Qian Renxue came to him, Qianshui was extremely jealous of Yu Xiaogang and wanted to replace him.

"Ah... Really... I'm not that good~" Bibi Dong, who was praised for her beauty, seemed very shy and her face turned red.

Helping Yu Xiaogang up, Bibi Dong defended him, "Xiaogang is the wisest person I have ever seen! He is not a waste! He has decided to take the pure research route. In the future, he will definitely be a famous theoretical master in the mainland!"

"Dong'er!"

"Xiaogang! I believe you!" Just when Qianshui was about to spit out the overnight meal, Bibi Dong pointed at Qian Renxue again, "Isn't your wife also powerful and beautiful? Don't you both have such a lovely daughter?"

The most feared atmosphere solidified in an instant, why did Bibi Dong have to provoke irrelevant people?

"Ha? Ha! Daughter?! Who is her daughter!" The demon who was originally eating melons immediately exploded.

Logically speaking, she is also Qian Renxue, and Bibi Dong is her biological mother, but the inner demon is completely from Qian Renxue, so what Bibi Dong said is not wrong. But she is a inner demon, how can she care so much?

The dark soul power suddenly erupted, and instantly targeted Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang. The ending of Yu Xiaogang, who was physically weak, was not unexpected at all, but also unexpected.

"Xiaogang!"

Qianshui, who covered her mouth and nose, was even more disgusted, and said in a muffled voice: "You are too much!"

However, a certain inner demon did not seem to realize the key to the matter, and was still angry, and even increased his strength, "It's none of your business!"

Facing the yellow and white things all over the ground, Qianshui could no longer bear it, turned around and pulled Qian Renxue and turned around and left, "Even if you are pressing people, you can't open it so hard, right?"

The only pity is that all the vendors ran away when the matter got out of hand, otherwise Yu Xiaogang's miserable condition would have been known throughout the Douluo Continent the next day.

…

“Fengzhi! Your son ran away!”

Early in the morning, in the meeting hall of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi, who was sitting on the carved chair in the main seat, was frowning and looking at a document.

The voice just now was vigorous and powerful, and it sounded in the hall. The sound seemed to come from all directions, shaking the hall.

“Uncle Jian, please take a look!” Ning Fengzhi frowned even deeper after handing the document to the person who suddenly appeared in front of him.

After quickly reading the document, Jian Douluo Chenxin’s mouth twitched, “Did you push him too hard? This kid doesn’t even want his surname?”

“Humph! Evil creature! The reason why he was kept in the sect was to prevent him from suffering the fate of the kid from the Yu family, but he is fine!”

Father and son have always been enemies, but it is actually extremely rare for the relationship between father and son to reach the level of Ning Fengzhi and Qianshui, which also gave Ning Fengzhi, the young leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, a headache.

On one hand, his martial soul talent is weak, and on the other hand, he is unique in other aspects, just like this mechanism that can quickly transmit information, which was built by his eldest son, Ning Fengzhi.

For example, the fight between him and Yu Xiaogang, the son of Yu Yuanzhen of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Sect, and Bibi Dong, the Saint of the Spirit Hall, could be put in front of Ning Fengzhi overnight, which was actually due to Qianshui himself.

Chen Xin actually had a very good impression of Qianshui. On the one hand, he was polite and well-behaved (pretending to be timid), and he was also very smart; on the other hand, he liked swords. Although he was not talented, he was extremely diligent (too idle to do anything).

It can only be said that the only difficulty is that his martial soul talent is really too poor, otherwise, as the eldest son, he must be the next leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

"Feng Zhi, he is a man of deep thoughts. The more you trap him, the more he rebels. Don't you think about it? Has he ever called you father since his martial spirit awakened? He has become more and more irritable and impulsive in recent years, so it is understandable that he acts impulsively."

Ning Fengzhi, pinching the bridge of his nose, understood that maybe he was really too young and couldn't even understand his own son. He wanted to protect him from the wind and rain, but in the end, what he wanted was the wind and rain.

Exhaling a breath of turbid air, Ning Fengzhi slowly said: "Uncle Jian, let's go to Yelin City..."

"We should go! If the girl from the Spirit Hall is really... hehe..."

Ning Fengzhi was not so optimistic, "It's not that simple. You should ask how that kid left the sect quietly and appeared in Yelin City in an instant!"

"Yes! Even if it was me, I only found out that the kid was missing after hearing the servants enter his room and make a noise early in the morning." Picking up the information, Chen Xin read it carefully again, "Blond beauty? Could it be this person?"

Standing up, Ning Fengzhi made a decision, "Uncle Jian, no matter who it is, who can come and go freely in the sect, whether it is for that kid or not, we have to go!"

"Fengzhi, I will go with you."

"Father!" "Grandpa Jian!"

A hoarse voice sounded in front of the door of the hall, and the man was full of white hair and untidy beard, but the whole person was filled with the sharpness of the sky.

The one who can make Chen Xin call him father and Ning Fengzhi call him grandpa is no ordinary person.

The man in front of him said that the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect could firmly sit on the second largest pillar of the world after Tang Chen. He was praised as the first person under the peerless Douluo, the swordsman with the best attack in the whole continent, and the previous generation of Sword Douluo - Chen Jianjun!

Chen Jianjun, with a hoarse voice, said all this very calmly, seemingly without any emotional fluctuations, but very seriously.

"I am very interested in being able to take people away under the old man's perception."

Chapter 297 Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong, conjugated mother and daughter [8000 words]

"Qi sinks into the Dantian, Qi sinks into the Dantian... Feel the shape meridian... Bah! Feel the meridians..."