Douluo's Golden Crocodile

Even Gu Rong, who had always had some prejudice against Tianchen, had to admit that Tianchen's talent was indeed unprecedented in the soul master world.

Even Tang Hao, who was known as the youngest titled Douluo in the entire continent, was already nearly thirty years old when he reached the level of Soul Emperor. Moreover, Tianchen was still so young, only seventeen years old.

"Grandpa Bones, are you telling the truth? Tianchen's soul power is really level 63?" Ning Rongrong also covered her mouth in surprise at this time, but she was not surprised, but pleasantly surprised.

Gu Rong's frown slowly relaxed, his eyes filled with doting and helplessness. He was no longer as resistant to Ning Fengzhi's proposal as before.

"Rongrong, ask him yourself."

Under Ning Rongrong's expectant gaze, Tianchen nodded calmly.

"What Bone Douluo said is right."

After receiving Tianchen's affirmative reply, the charming smile on Ning Rongrong's face became a little bit wider. Then she seemed to have thought of something, and there was a bit of ridicule in her glazed eyes.

"The Shrek Academy I went to before said that it only accepted monsters, but now it seems that compared to you, it's not even worthy of carrying your shoes. Hehe."

"Rongrong, you even cursed yourself." Looking at Ning Rongrong's silly look, Tianchen also felt a little funny.

Ning Rongrong's pretty face turned red, and she stabbed the piece of meat on the plate in front of her with her fork, and kept muttering, "Humph, why are you so annoying?"

However, in the eyes of everyone, Ning Rongrong was just acting coquettishly towards Tianchen.

Ning Fengzhi, who had a clear view of the interaction between Tianchen and her daughter, was distracted for a while, not knowing what she was thinking. It was not until everyone had dinner that Tianchen was left alone.

Watching Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo and Ning Rongrong gradually disappear into the distance, Ning Fengzhi stood up and walked to Tianchen, smiling warmly.

"Rongrong has caused you a lot of trouble these days, hasn't he?"

"Sect Master Ning is overly worried. Although Rongrong is a little arrogant, he is just a little spoiled and is not really pregnant by nature." Tianchen nodded slightly and saluted. What he said was true, and Ning Rongrong had never acted arrogantly in front of him.

Miss temper.

Ning Fengzhi smiled and nodded, patting Tianchen's shoulder a few times with his right hand.

"We soul masters live much longer than ordinary people, and the soul master world has always focused on strength rather than seniority. You are about the same age as Rongrong, if you don't mind, you can call me Uncle Ning.

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In fact, if we really talk about seniority, Tianchen is one generation higher than Ning Fengzhi. After all, his grandfather, Golden Crocodile Douluo, is as famous as Sword Douluo's grandfather.

However, as Ning Fengzhi said, the soul master world always pays more attention to strength, which can also be equated with status.

The Qibao Glazed Sect is not only strong in strength and a double Douluo sect. At the same time, their financial resources are always ranked first among the seven major sects. As the leader of the sect, he is also the leader who stomps his feet in the entire Douluo Continent and makes the sea tremble.

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It was not a disadvantage for Tianchen to call him Uncle Ning.

Of course, his mentality did not change, he just saluted again.

"Uncle Ning."

Ning Fengzhi raised his head and looked at the sky, then turned to Tianchen and said kindly.

"Let's go out for a walk together?"

"Okay." Tianchen responded and followed Ning Fengzhi slowly.

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The crescent moon hanging high is like petals blooming in the blue night sky, and the silver moonlight is scattered in the courtyard, as if it is covered with a layer of gauze.

In the pavilion in the center of the courtyard, Tianchen and Ning Fengzhi stood side by side, looking down at the various water lilies and clear water beside the pavilion, talking softly.

On the shore more than two hundred meters away from the pavilion, Ning Rongrong was holding her pretty face in her hands, looking at the figures of Tianchen and Ning Fengzhi in the pavilion with a depressed expression.

The crystal sandals under her feet had been taken off at some point, and she was sitting on the wooden board, her white and tender feet swaying gently, touching the clear water from time to time, causing ripples.

Sword Douluo Chenxin and Bone Douluo Gurong stood behind Ning Rongrong, and their eyes converged on the center of the pavilion.

Both of them are Titled Douluo-level cultivations, and the distance of more than two hundred meters will not have any impact on them.

The reflected moon moves lightly, and time gradually passes.

Ning Rongrong kicked the water angrily and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Grandpa Jian, Grandpa Bones, what do you think dad and Tianchen are talking about? It's almost half an hour ago, and I plan to take Tianchen to the sect later."

Let’s look elsewhere.”

At this time, Tianchen and Ning Fengzhi in the center of the pavilion seemed to have ended their conversation, and at the same time looked towards the direction of Ning Rongrong and the others and walked over.

"Dad, what are you and Tianchen talking about for so long?" Ning Rongrong looked at the expressions on Ning Fengzhi and Tianchen's faces with doubts on his face, but after a long time, he couldn't see anything strange at all.

Ning Fengzhi touched her daughter's little head and smiled warmly.

"It's nothing, just chatting casually, and I forgot about the time for a while. Okay, you can take Tianchen to the inner guest room to rest. Uncle Jian and Uncle Gu, I and I will continue to walk outside."

After Ning Fengzhi asked her to take Tianchen to the guest room, Ning Rongrong did not hesitate on this issue and took Tianchen out of the courtyard with a smile.

Just after Tianchen and Ning Rongrong left the courtyard, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in front of Ning Fengzhi and the other three. The person who came was a middle-aged man about forty years old. He had an ordinary appearance but a strange figure.

The body is extremely thin and the head is huge, like a big-headed doll.

The few sparse hairs on the big head are not much better than the bone banyan tree.

Seven soul rings, one white, two yellow, two purple, and two black, gradually emerged from his side. The black seventh soul ring was emitting dazzling light. However, his body did not change due to the release of the martial spirit.

No changes occurred. The only difference was that his eyes seemed to be emitting a golden and silver light.

"I've met the sect master, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo." The middle-aged man's eyes were very strange and surprisingly soft, as if there was an invisible magic power, which made it easy for people to fall deeply into it.

Ning Fengzhi nodded to indicate that he didn't need to be polite, and looked at the middle-aged man along with Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.

"how?"

"Sect Master, my subordinates have been paying attention to his mental power fluctuations from the beginning, and have not found anything strange. Moreover, I just used my seventh soul skill and heard his voice. Everything is true." The middle-aged man

Said respectfully.

The martial soul of a middle-aged man is very special, because his martial soul is neither a beast martial soul nor a weapon martial soul, but his own brain. To be precise, the martial soul of a middle-aged man should be called the original martial soul.

.In Douluo Continent ten thousand years later, it will definitely be regarded as the top spiritual attribute martial spirit, but now, the soul masters who possess this kind of martial spirit often have difficulty in achieving success because they do not develop the method correctly.

This middle-aged man's luck is quite good. He was born as a commoner and his innate soul power when he awakened his martial soul was at level nine. If spiritual beasts were not too rare and hindered his development, maybe he

It is far beyond the current achievements.

His seventh soul ring is called mind-reading, which allows him to see through other people's true thoughts. Under certain circumstances, this soul skill can definitely work wonders.

But this soul skill also has many limitations. Not only does your own mental power need to far exceed that of the target using the soul skill, but it also takes a long time for your mental power to gradually invade the consciousness of the target, otherwise it will be very difficult.

It is easy for others to notice. In the few hours since Tianchen came to Qibao Glazed Sect, he has been lurking in the dark to activate his soul skills.

Gu Rong frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Feng Zhi, if this is really the case, I will no longer object to your previous proposal."

Ning Fengzhi sighed, "Uncle Bone, Uncle Jian, you haven't left the sect for a long time, and you have nothing to do with the outside world. However, have you ever felt that in the past twenty years, the entire mainland soul master world has been a little too peaceful.

In this continent, the soul master worlds of the two empires are terribly quiet. But I can vaguely feel that a storm is coming."

Chen Xin's expression changed slightly, "Fengzhi, you're saying that Wuhun Palace is likely to take action in the future?"

Reminiscent of Ning Fengzhi's previous conversation with Tianchen, Chen Xin instantly thought of the reason for Ning Fengzhi's worry.

Ning Fengzhi smiled bitterly, "This is why I want to make friends with Tianchen. Now Bibi Dong is not the only voice in Wuhun Hall. And with this child's talent, he is likely to become the strongest person of this era in the future.

If he can become the next pope of Wuhun Palace in the future, and then tie his heart to our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect through marriage, this is definitely the best choice. Alas, it’s a pity..."

"What's a pity? Don't Rongrong have a good feeling for him? Haven't you always been very optimistic about him before?" Both Gu Rong and Chen Xin looked at Ning Fengzhi with puzzled faces, feeling a little confused for a moment.

Ning Fengzhi’s true thoughts.

The bitterness in Ning Fengzhi's eyes became even more intense, "Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, do you know? His character, talent and background are all the best choices. As for Rongrong, if he didn't come from the Qibao Glazed Sect, I'm afraid

He can't even gain a foothold in the soul master world. It's a pity that he didn't come from a commoner, but from the Spirit Hall. If he was born as a commoner and could join the sect, the sect would definitely develop to a level that we can hardly imagine in the future.

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