Douluo: Xiao Yan traveled through time and became the three brothers of Tang Dynasty

This person is Yue Guan, the elder of Wuhun Palace, who is in charge of the criminal law of Wuhun Palace. Together with Ghost Douluo Gui Mei, he is a die-hard supporter of Pope Bibi Dong.

His skin looks as delicate as a baby's, and his charming appearance gives people a special feeling. He is wearing a red dress with golden armor that only titled Douluo are qualified to wear. Especially the golden heart on his chest is shining like a baby's fist. The large and small gems are full of luxury.

If it weren't for the Adam's apple on his neck, no one would think he was a man.

Ju Douluo Yueguan's martial soul is the plant-neutral fairy grass Qiantantianju. He is extremely fond of flowers and grass fairy products, and his level of understanding even exceeds that of Poison Douluo Dugubo, who has studied medicine for many years.

"His Majesty the Pope, what do you want from me?" Yueguan put his right hand on his left chest, bowed slightly and saluted Bibi Dong.

Hearing this, Bibi Dong, who was sitting on the throne, suddenly opened her eyes. She waved her palm lightly, and surging soul power surged out. The letter placed on the table in front of her was directly It flew into the hands of Ju Douluo Yueguan.

"Xiao Yan, born with full soul power... Wuhun is a kind of strange flame. He is currently studying at Notin Junior Soul Master Academy. Tang San, with Wuhun Blue Silver Grass, is also born with full soul power..." Ju Douluo Yue Guan slowly Xu opened the letter and read it carefully. After a moment, he asked aloud: "Your Majesty, do you want me to bring these two children back to Wuhun Palace?"

"No." Bibi Dong stood up from the throne, her tall and enchanting figure flashed slightly, then turned into a ball of purple light, came to the front of Ju Douluo Yue Guan, waved her hand and said:

"I want you to investigate. The life experience of the child named Tang San behind him. His martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, and he also has innate soul power. Don't you think it's strange?"

"Blue Silver Grass? Innately full of soul power? His Majesty the Pope, do you think the person who registered made a mistake? How could a useless martial spirit like Blue Silver Grass be innately full of soul power?" Ju Douluo Yueguan Said a little confused.

After all, it is difficult for a useless martial soul like Lan Yincao to even awaken its soul power. How could it be possible to have full innate soul power? Is it a mutation? But it doesn’t seem to be mentioned in the information.

Bibi Dong replied impatiently: "Yueguan, don't have so many questions now, immediately set off for Holy Soul Village, investigate Tang San's life experience, and then come back and report it to me."

"Yes, His Majesty the Pope, I will do it right now." Ju Douluo Yueguan has followed Bibi Dong for many years and is aware of her weird temper. Seeing that Bibi Dong's face was a bit ugly, he responded respectfully and then withdrew from the Pope. temple.

"Tang San...surnamed Tang, was six years old, and the time was just right. The man who seriously injured the previous pope also disappeared on this continent six years ago. He happened to have a child with that spirit beast at the time, and this Tang San's The martial spirit happens to be the same as the blue silver grass and that spirit beast."

Putting all this together, Bibi Dong seemed to have discovered something.

……………

Notting City.

In order to be able to practice the art of casting well and make it easier for him to build the Tang Sect's hidden weapons in the future, Tang San came to the blacksmith shop in Notting City and prepared to become an apprentice.

"Uncle, do you think I can be an apprentice like this?" Tang San found the owner of the blacksmith shop and asked.

Hearing this, the boss glanced at Tang San, was stunned for a moment, and said angrily: "Kid, at your age, you have come to the blacksmith shop as an apprentice, are you sure you are not here to make fun of me?"

Tang San explained: "Of course not. Don't worry, uncle. My father is a blacksmith in the village. I have learned the art of casting since I was a child. Being an apprentice in a blacksmith shop shouldn't be a big problem."

"Really?" After hearing Tang San's words, the blacksmith shop owner's expression softened a bit. Thinking that they were all blacksmiths born in poverty, he suddenly felt a little sympathetic and said, "Okay, since you are willing to come, then Come on. By the way, you just said you studied with your father since you were a child. What did your father teach you? "

"Of course it's the art of casting. Even though I'm small, I have a lot of strength. There's no problem casting ordinary pig iron." Tang San said.

"Are you a little man casting pig iron?" Hearing Tang San's words, the owner of the blacksmith shop burst into laughter and threw a casting hammer in front of Tang San, saying: "Well, if you can take this casting hammer, Rise up and I will trust you to cast.”

"Okay." Tang San responded, stretched out his hand to grasp the handle of the hammer, and directly raised the casting hammer, and raised it straight in front of him.

"Hey."

Tang San was seen staring at the pig iron on the stove with burning eyes, exhaling loudly, and violently swung the casting hammer up, hitting a piece of pig iron heavily.

There was a loud clang, which turned the smiles of all the blacksmiths into astonishment.

Then, Tang San quickly turned around and swung the casting hammer in his hand again. There was another loud noise, and the casting hammer landed on the red-hot pig iron heavier than before.

Circle after circle was drawn in the air, and the rhythmic tapping sound continued in the blacksmith shop.

"This...is this the most powerful continuous casting technique, the Cloak Hammer Technique?"

"The random cloak hammering technique? What is that?"

"The so-called random cloak hammering technique is a continuous hammering and casting technique that can fully exert one's own power through relay force."

Not far away, a burly middle-aged man wearing a black robe looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but reveal a happy smile.

After a moment, his figure disappeared.

The next day.

Notting College, teaching building.

"Classmates, Xiao Yan, Tang San, and Xiao Wu from our class have become glorious soul masters. Everyone applauds and encourages us! Three students, please introduce yourself to everyone." The class teacher of the first-year work-study students is a Female teacher.

She looks to be in her thirties, wearing a dignified and beautiful white dress, plump and high breasts, and long wavy brown hair.

I saw Xiao Yan walking up to the podium, looking around at the group of children below, and holding back only one sentence: "Hello everyone, my name is Xiao Yan, and I am now a one-ring soul master."

One second, two seconds...more than ten seconds passed.

"That's it?" The female teacher looked a little surprised.

"Yes." Xiao Yan nodded slightly, stood up and returned to his seat.

"Haha, okay." The female teacher smiled awkwardly and said, "Then please let Tang San and Xiao Wu continue to introduce themselves."

Hearing this, Tang San and Xiao Wu walked up to the podium together. Tang San and Xiao Yan could be said to be exactly the same. It took them half a day to hold back the words "My name is Tang San" and then they were gone. Xiao Wu kept talking to them. A group of children below started talking.

Looking at Xiao Wu who was having fun on the stage, Xiao Yan yawned out of boredom and started to look around.

In the end, he got really bored, so he started to pick up a pen and draw on the paper on the table. He had done this kind of thing in his previous life at Blue Star. He hadn't done this for many years, and now it was interesting to revisit it suddenly.

When he was practicing some time ago, Xiao Yan tied his second martial soul to his back, but the black ruler was too heavy and had the effect of suppressing the soul power. In addition, he was a bit young, so he couldn't do it. Practice normally.

This gave Xiao Yan the idea of ​​​​making an iron black ruler first to make a transition.

Taking advantage of this time, Xiao Yan began to draw the design of his second martial soul, Black Ruler, by memorizing it in his mind on the paper on the table.

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