Douluo's Spiritual Pearl Divine Sword

"Well, kid, there's no need to be so outspoken. We will be a family from now on. If you like, you can call me Uncle Ning." Ning Fengzhi smiled kindly.

"Okay, Uncle Ning." Tianlin was not pretentious at all. After all, calling someone by name is also one of the ways to get closer.

Ning Fengzhi is definitely the most qualified sect leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect. He treats his own people with both majesty and kindness, and he always looks like a spring breeze to outsiders.

Therefore, since he succeeded as the sect leader, the Qibao Glazed Sect has had an excellent reputation in the soul master world.

Perhaps Ning Fengzhi's smile is 70% true and 30% false, and there is some suspicion of a hypocrite. However, if a person can only be a hypocrite for a moment, then once exposed, he will naturally be spurned by thousands of people. If a person can be a hypocrite for a lifetime, then he and the saint , there is no difference.

It was under the leadership of Ning Fengzhi that the Qibao Glazed Sect reached its current position as the second sect in the world.

"Then I will call you Xiaotian from now on. Come on, Xiaotian, come up to the main hall and let us see your martial spirit!" What Ning Fengzhi is most concerned about is naturally what Tianlin's talent is.

After all, it was just a message from an outer disciple, and he only believed that seeing was believing.

"Yes!" Tianlin stepped forward, stretched out his right hand, and summoned the magic sword with his mind.

In an instant, the sword intent condensed in the hall, and countless sword shadows seemed to appear in all directions. In an instant, thousands of arrows could pierce the enemy's heart.

"What a terrifying martial spirit. It doesn't even have a soul ring, but it has such sword intent!" Chen Xin said in surprise. With his attainments, he could certainly see that these sword intent did not come from Tianlin, but from that sword. itself.

"Grandpa Jian, I'm afraid!" Ning Rongrong held her mouth shut, as if she was about to cry. She buried her head deeply in Chen Xin's arms and did not dare to show her face.

Being locked by such a huge sword intent, as if the sword was right around her neck, how could a little girl not be afraid?

"Rong Rong, don't be afraid, grandpa is here!" Chen Xin waved his hand, and the stronger Seven Kills Sword Intention spread, instantly dispersing Tianlin's Demonic Sword Intent.

As expected of Sword Douluo, his skill with the sword was unrivaled in the entire continent.

Tianlin composed himself and said, "Uncle Ning, Your Majesty, this is my martial spirit, the Demon Suppressing Sword. The sword intention just now is the innate soul skill of my martial spirit, the Afterimage Sword, a sword Turn into ten thousand swords and kill all your enemies!"

"The innate soul skill is indeed extraordinary, old swordsman, it seems to be similar to your sixth soul skill Wanjian Guizong!" Bone Douluo Gu Rong sighed.

Chen Xin nodded, "That's right, and it's even more powerful than my Wanjian Guizong, because this innate soul skill can grow as Tianlin's level increases, and may be able to rival some titled Douluo in the future. Maybe the ninth soul skill."

"Uncle Jian, I think this kid is quite destined to be with you. How about you accept him as your disciple? Haven't you passed on him yet?" Ning Fengzhi suddenly suggested.

When Tianlin heard this, he felt grateful. This was the main purpose of coming to Qibao Glazed Sect.

Chen Xin thought about it and said, "I can allow him to call me teacher first, and then I will be responsible for guiding him in his cultivation."

He did not agree directly. Teachers and masters are completely different things. There are teachers everywhere in the academy, but there can only be one master. Chenxin is very strict in selecting people. In addition to talent, perseverance, character, and character are all within his scope of inspection. Inside.

However, Tianlin also got an opportunity. Chen Xin did not reject it directly. Instead, it was equivalent to giving Tianlin an inspection period. Only when he was satisfied would he officially accept his disciples.

"Thank you teacher, I will definitely devote myself to cultivation and strive to be recognized by the teacher as soon as possible!" Tianlin walked up to Chen Xin and bowed.

Seeing this, Chen Xin was even more satisfied. He had completely guessed his subtext. With such talent and intelligence, I'm afraid it won't be long before he really has another direct disciple.

"Your name is Tianlin, right? My name is Rongrong, and I am the eldest lady of the Qibao Glazed Sect. Since you have joined the sect, you must listen to me and be my younger brother." Ning Rongrong's heart jumped from Chen Chen's arms. She came out with tears on her face, obviously very dissatisfied with Tianlin for scaring her just now.

"I can protect you, but I won't be your little brother." Tianlin immediately refused. He didn't want to spoil this little witch.

"Grandpa Jian, look at him!" Ning Rongrong immediately complained without saying a word.

"Okay, Rongrong, it's enough for Tianlin to promise to protect you. If you want to be a good friend with him, you must not overpower others." Ning Fengzhi immediately taught him a lesson.

As an auxiliary soul master, what he needed most was to find a comrade who could trust him. With Tianlin's talent, he hoped that he could be the person Ning Rongrong needed.

Just like himself, he would never put on any sectarian airs in front of Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo. In his heart, the two Douluo were his comrades-in-arms and family members of Ning Fengzhi.

"Rong Rong, listen to your father. Tianlin's martial spirit does not allow him to bow to anyone." Chen Xin is a swordsman. A swordsman with a sword heart must not bow to anyone or anything. Only by moving forward can he Reaching the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

"Huh, you all don't help me, Rongrong hates you!" Unfortunately, Ning Rongrong is too young now and cannot understand the good intentions of her father and grandfather. She makes willful mistakes and just takes care of herself without saying hello. He ran out.

"Oh, this child." Ning Fengzhi sighed, looked at Tianlin and said, "I'm so sorry, Tianlin, my daughter has been spoiled by me. You should go and rest first. Uncle Jian will take you there early tomorrow morning. Go to the Soul Hunting Forest and get your first soul ring."

"It's okay, Uncle Ning, I'll take my leave now." After Tianlin finished speaking, he exited the hall.

A disciple has been waiting here for a long time. He was arranged by Ning Fengzhi and was responsible for taking Tianlin to the room where he would live from now on.

The wealth of the Qibao Glazed Sect is indeed unimaginable. A new disciple of him actually has a private room, which is luxurious and spacious. Living in such a place every day is so luxurious that it will be struck by lightning.

Of course, this is Tianlin. After all, with his talent, he is a pre-titled Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and other disciples do not have such treatment.

Tianlin was not in a hurry to rest, but came to the desk, took out paper and pen, and began to consider his own soul ring configuration. No one knew the magic sword better than him, so how to choose the soul ring must be considered by himself.

The growth method of the magic sword is a little different from other swords. The soul rings that need to be absorbed are not sharpness, hardness, etc., but various attributes.

Water, fire, wind, thunder, earth.

After different fusions of these five attributes, different soul skills can be born, with dozens of permutations and combinations.

Tianlin wants to select the nine most powerful and practical soul skills from these dozens of types!