Douluo's Golden Saint Cloth

Ning Fengzhi took Ning Rongrong's hand and walked over, "Hello, children of Shrek Academy."

Although they were far away before, the Shrek Seven Devils and the four substitutes all recognized the sect leader and hurriedly saluted.

Ning Fengzhi smiled and said: "You're welcome, I'm just Rongrong's father now.

Don't think of me as some sort of sect leader, I'm just your elder."

Ning Fengzhi's approachability undoubtedly endeared him to the Shrek Academy team members. Ning Fengzhi's eyes fell on Tang San, smiled slightly, and said: "Congratulations, Xiao San. I didn't expect that you already have a ten-thousand-year soul ring."

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Even your father didn't have such achievements back then.

What a pity, what a pity, mistress, it would be great if you were my son."

Ning Rongrong stuck out her tongue at her father, "What? Are you embarrassed to have a daughter like me?"

This time, it was Bai Ge's turn to overturn his jealousy. Aquarius Absolute Zero's unique trick, the cold air machine, was locked onto Tang San.

The cold sweat on Tang San's forehead suddenly fell down: "Uncle Ning, you praise me too much. As the saying goes, a son-in-law is half a son-in-law. Among the twelve of us, the best one is Brother Bai!"

There are no outsiders here, so let me tell you the truth, Xiao Bai is already the Sixth Ring Soul Emperor.

Moreover, Xiao Bai’s fourth soul ring is not only fifty thousand years old, but his fifth and sixth soul rings are also one hundred thousand years old!

A few days ago, Xiaobai had a competition with my father, and even my father didn't get a single advantage.

Bai Ge received the blow from his father's Clear Sky Hammer head-on.

Moreover, Rongrong is also the fourth ring of ten thousand years, you really deserve it."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head and said with a smile: "Xiaoge, Rongrong, you guys!

Especially you, Rongrong, others forget about their mother when they have a daughter-in-law, does this count as you forget about your father when you have a lover?"

Rongrong's pretty face turned red with embarrassment: "Dad, you are annoying, I will ignore you!"

Xiao Nizi stamped her feet and hid behind Bai Ge.

Ning Fengzhi continued: "Rongrong is my most outstanding child, and he is also the originally scheduled next sect leader.

But, Xiaoge, if a genius like you is allowed to marry you, it will not be a marriage, but an enemy.

In this case, when Rongrong gets married, I will have to choose an heir from among her brothers."

"Although, I hope that the next sect leader will be the child of you and Rongrong who inherits the martial spirit of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, but..."

Ning Fengzhi smiled bitterly: "The quality of your golden holy clothes is far superior to that of the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda. This is almost impossible."

"No", Bai Ge smiled: "According to family records, the martial spirit inherited by my mother's family is very strange and is collectively called the Holy Clothes.

According to different talents, there are a total of twelve golden holy clothes, twenty-four silver holy clothes, and forty-eight bronze holy clothes.

(There are eighty-eight constellations in the sky, and some of them with ugly names like the Archer will not appear.)

Those with innate soul power have the right to use all twelve golden holy garments and have the potential to awaken into the holy garments of God.

If you are at the ninth level of Xiantian, you can only own one of the twelve golden holy clothes.

As for which one it is, it seems to be related to the month of birth.

From level 8 to level 5, it is a random one among the twenty-four silver holy clothes.

Below level five, choose one of the forty-eight bronze holy clothes.

If Rongrong and I’s child has an innate soul power of level nine in the future, there is a high probability that he will possess the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda Martial Spirit, or twin Martial Spirits.”

"That's right!" Ning Fengzhi nodded.

"Oh, by the way." Bai Ge took out a jade box and opened it.

Inside lies a Qiluo tulip quietly.

This is what Bai Ge paid for with 10,000 points.

But Bai Ge can be sure that when Ning Fengzhi's Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda evolves, it will definitely make a profit rather than a loss.

"By taking this Qiluo Tulip, Uncle Ning, your Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda can also evolve into a Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda.

In terms of the lifespan of a titled Douluo, it is enough for you to see your great-great-grandson born."

Ning Fengzhi suddenly burst into tears. Level seventy-nine, this bottleneck that had troubled him all his life, would no longer exist.

As for giving it to Rongrong's brothers, Ning Fengzhi had not thought about it.

There is only one strain of fairy grass, and it is a matter of who gives it to whom and who not to give it to.

For this reason, brothers may even turn against each other.

Moreover, in this generation, there is already Rong Rong.

If there is another one, if it goes wrong, there is no disrespect to Rongrong, Bai Ge is really good at killing people.

As the leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect, Ning Fengzhi was confident that he would never be wrong.

In Bai Ge's eyes, Ning Rongrong is more valuable than a hundred Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

Even his own father has been honored by Rongrong.

If you give this fairy grass that is filial to your elders to others, you will undoubtedly let down the child Bai Ge.

Moreover, Ning Fengzhi sighed softly in his heart: "This can be considered a betrothal gift!"

…

In the second qualifying match, in the lounge, the master looked solemn: "Your opponent in the second qualifying match is very strong.

Now you have three choices:

The first is to give up this game and preserve our strength.

After all, the top five teams in the qualifiers can advance to the promotion round and the finals.

Second, the lineup from the previous game went into battle, but your winning rate was probably not even 1%.

Third, fight with the entire main lineup, but even if you can win, your strength will definitely be fully exposed."

"Expose your head!"

Bai Ge decided he couldn't bear it anymore: "You coward! I'll just take the second martial spirit!"

The master has nothing to say.

Even Liu Erlong, who always had a hot temper, stopped talking.

Damn it, you have big fists, you kid has the final say, okay!

No way, this master is really untouchable.

When he opened his eyes, even Haotian Douluo was pressing down and beating him ruthlessly!

This is totally unreasonable. Give us ordinary people a way to survive.

…

Today, there are two more people watching the game in the VIP stands.

Except for Tiandou Prince Xue Qinghe, Qibao Glazed Sect leader Ning Fengzhi and Platinum Bishop Salas.

One of the two extra people is none other than Bone Douluo Gu Rong, one of the two titled Douluo from the Qibao Glazed Sect.

The other person is more special.

Using special to describe it seems a bit inadequate. This person's body is simply too huge.

Although he was sitting there, his body was much taller than that of an ordinary person standing.

Bone Douluo's body and frame are already very tall, but compared to the person next to Platinum Bishop Salas, he is not even a bit inferior.

This person's height is estimated by visual inspection to be at least two and a half meters tall. He alone occupies three spacious seats in the VIP table.

Sitting there, it's like a mountain.

His skin is dark and his eyes are like copper bells.

There seems to be a special layer of light on the dark skin, and the whole person sitting there gives people a very powerful feeling.

His beard and hair are all white, and he looks to be at least seventy years old.

Ning Fengzhi did not expect that this person would actually appear at the VIP table. Bone Douluo next to him sent a message to him and asked: "Fengzhi, why is this old boy from Tianxiang Huyanzhen also here?"

Ning Fengzhi also responded with the same sound-sounding method: "You will understand who the Elephant Academy's opponent is today.

Salas called Hu Yanzhen here probably because of them."

I'll take a nap first and write the fourth update at 3pm. I can't bear it anymore. I'll leave the subscription to my brothers and sisters.