Douluo's broken love can become stronger

"Jian'er, is your soul power still unable to grow?"

The Qibao Glazed Sect is dedicated to the residential area, in a small building facing the lake.

Sword Dou Luo Chenxin stepped up the stairs and came to a closed door on the second floor.

"Kaka."

He pressed the door switch with one hand, and saw two thick doors slowly opening to both sides.

"Jian'er, don't always stay in this sword pool. Although the mimicry training ground will help you understand the self-created soul skills taught by the teacher, it cannot be mastered in a short time..."

Sword Douluo looked inside the door, and a faint smile appeared on his rigid face: "You, don't be too ambitious. After all, it took the teacher thirty years to create it. It can be compared with the Haotian Sect Dasu

It only took you three years to learn Mi Chui’s self-created soul skills, and it’s hard to even get started.”

"Bang bang."

The door was fully opened, and Sword Douluo looked inside, without stopping to speak: "At your current age, it is more important to accumulate soul power. Although you are innately full of soul power, you have not made any progress in three years. Lao Gu's disciples are...

Already surpassed you..."

"Huh? Where are the people?"

At this time, Sword Douluo was suddenly stunned. He glanced at the sword forest in the room and found no one.

"You're not in the mimicry training ground today?"

He murmured in confusion, but the next moment his pupils shrank, and then his eyes focused on the center of the sword forest.

Sure enough, a figure of an eight or nine-year-old boy slowly emerged there.

"Teacher, I have always been here..."

Qin Jian looked at Sword Douluo at the door, with a warm smile on his face.

He was wearing light blue clothes similar to Sword Douluo, and from a distance he looked like a miniature version of Sword Douluo.

It's just that his little face is too delicate, and it's actually much prettier than Sword Douluo.

"This is...my body is like a sword!"

Sword Douluo spoke slowly, unable to conceal his shock.

Qin Jian walked out of the sword pool with small steps, raised his head and smiled at Sword Douluo: "Yes, teacher, it took me three years to finally understand the teacher's self-created soul skills!"

Sword Douluo took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled it to soothe the shock in his heart.

He has never underestimated the talent of his direct disciple, even if he has never been able to improve his soul power, he has never doubted it.

Because he is innately full of soul power, and the awakened martial soul is a killing weapon, a sword!

But Sword Douluo still didn't expect that Qin Jian could initially comprehend his self-created soul skill of man-sword integration at such a young age. What a powerful talent this must be... He couldn't imagine it.

"Let's go, let's go have dinner."

He regained his expression like a dead fish, casually rubbed Qin Jian's soft hair, and took the lead in turning around and walking downstairs.

Qin Jian hurriedly jogged to catch up. At the same time, he raised the corners of his mouth and raised a smile, thinking: "The teacher is pretending again. I bet that he will go to Bone Douluo to show off after eating!"

The dining table in the restaurant was not big, so Sword Douluo and Qin Jian didn't seem far apart when they were sitting opposite each other.

"Thank you teacher for preparing dinner for me."

Qin Jian practiced for a day and was hungry, so he immediately grabbed his chopsticks and started gobbling it up.

Seeing him like this, Sword Douluo couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Eat slowly, don't choke."

"Uh-huh..."

Qin Jian nodded incoherently.

"Besides, this meal was not prepared by the teacher..."

Jian Douluo took a bite of the food and frowned: "The food cooked by the sect's cook is far worse than yours, Jian'er."

Hearing this, Qin Jian finished chewing the food in his mouth and swallowed it. He raised his head and narrowed his eyes at Sword Douluo and said, "Then I'll cook for the teacher from now on."

Sword Douluo looked at the young man's young and delicate face, and his heart moved: "The smile on this child's face is always so warm..."

He held up the chopsticks, his brows furrowed for a moment, and he hesitated slightly.

Qin Jian on the opposite side was a little strange: "Teacher, what's wrong with you?"

Sword Douluo opened his mouth, glanced at Qin Jian again, and then said slowly: "Jian'er, as far as I know, after the soul beast transforms, its cultivation speed is much faster than that of humans..."

"Snapped!"

Qin Jian's face trembled, and one of the chopsticks dropped from his hand and fell on the table.

The sound seemed particularly harsh at this moment.

But Qin Jian's expression returned to normal in an instant. He picked up the chopsticks as if nothing had happened, picked up another dish and put it into his mouth.

While chewing, he said incoherently: "Teacher, didn't you say before that soul beasts transform into humans and have extremely high talents and can practice very quickly? Isn't it normal to be faster than us humans?"

Seeing his seemingly calm appearance, Sword Douluo couldn't help but curl his lips.

Now that he has decided to expose Qin Jian's true identity, he will naturally not give up there.

So, Sword Douluo rested his chin on his left hand and asked seemingly relaxedly: "Then why have you been unable to increase your soul power for three full years?"

"Thump thump thump..."

Qin Jian's heart was beating violently in his chest, and he forced an ugly smile: "Old...teacher, I don't understand what you mean. What does the problem of my inability to increase my soul power have to do with the soul beast?"

"How can it be okay?"

Sword Douluo smiled easily, but the words he spoke made Qin Jian feel as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cave: "Aren't you a human in the form of a soul beast?"

He picked up the food casually and continued to eat.

But Qin Jian across from him was completely stiff. He could only lower his head slowly and said with a hint of luck: "Teacher... don't be joking. How could I be a soul beast..."

Seeing his cautious look, Sword Douluo wanted to tease this little guy for some reason.

He has been looking like a little adult all day long, and he has long wanted to tease him. Even if the soul beast transforms into a human being, when he first becomes a human, his mind should still be that of a child.

"Jian'er, teacher, I have to say that your disguise was very successful. You obviously haven't reached level 60 soul power, but you don't even have a breath of soul beast on your body, so neither I nor Lao Gu could discover your true identity right away.

…”

Sword Douluo stood up as he spoke. He walked to the chair next to Qin Jian and sat down.

"It's a pity that you are my direct disciple. We have been together day and night for the past three years, and some of your habits are still different from humans..." He looked down at Qin Jiandao.

Just like a hunter staring at his prey.

Qin Jian lowered his head, beads of sweat on his forehead streaked across his face and dripped down.

"But teacher, that's just your speculation, right?" He said softly.

Sword Douluo shook his head and said: "If you still refuse to give up, then I will say one more thing. You may not even know this."

He smiled and said: "You think your aura is perfectly concealed, but you don't know that it is also achieved by relying on the existence of soul power in your body. If you exhaust your soul power, you will no longer be able to cover up the soul beast's aura.

…”

Qin Jian's expression changed, he stood up suddenly, took a few steps back, and looked at Sword Douluo in shock: "Teacher...this...is this true?"

Sword Douluo smiled happily.

"Of course it's true!"

“……”