The Eternal Saint Master of Douluo

After getting rid of the miscellaneous fish blocking the road, Mo Wen arrived at Qibao City without any hindrance. As he grew older, his status in the Qibao Glazed Sect became higher and higher. The carriage drove directly into the city gate and did not need to stop at the city gate. At the door.

In the voice of the guards shouting, "Elder Mo Wen, welcome back to the sect."

Mo Wen consciously got off the carriage, asked Uncle Li to stay in the hotel in Qibao City, and took Qing Yi to the mountain gate of Qibao Glazed Sect.

From a distance, Mo Wen saw a lovely girl wearing a glazed dress. Except for her curves, which were not too obvious, she had high scores in other aspects. Naturally, she was his beloved disciple Ning Rongrong.

Seeing Mo Wen's figure, Ning Rongrong jumped up to him, and pulled his sleeves coquettishly, her voice was very sweet, "Mo Wen, Mo Wen, you are back, this time is even better." It was late before, it couldn't be because of the date that delayed the time."

Qing Yi, the tool man standing behind, was very happy when he heard it. He even went on a date to discuss the Holy Way of Mind together?Mo Wen doesn't have any romantic qualities at all. He can only find a girlfriend in this life because of God's mercy. He doesn't want anything given to him for free, so what else do he want.

The traitor was as clingy as ever, giving Mo Wen a particularly familiar feeling. The one who warmed him the most in the Qibao Glazed Sect was Ning Rongrong, even though it was annoying sometimes.

He smiled and touched Ning Rongrong's dog head. It felt very silky. He got a bunch of fairy herbs. Mo Wen was in a good mood. Even if Xuexing sent people to intercept and kill him, it would not affect his good mood. Mood: "How are you? Did you complete the homework assigned by the teacher? I came back with a very good gift this time."

"Of course...of course." He stuttered a little, and Ning Rongrong felt guilty. He said it was done, but in fact he didn't move a word. He upgraded to level [-]. Ning Fengzhi didn't care about his most talented daughter. It was even less possible for the two titled Douluo to urge her.

Ning Rongrong's embarrassment was immediately noticed by Mo Wen, but he was not ready to let her go. She would need to be punished for not completing her homework, which was not easy even for Gu Rong. He raised the corner of his mouth and lowered his head to look at her. The traitor said meaningfully, "Really? Then I'm relieved. I didn't expect that Rongrong has made progress now. Bring me your homework later and let me see it. If I know you lied to me, you know the consequences."

"Gudong." He swallowed. Of course Ning Rongrong knew what the consequences would be. When Mo Wen came back from the competition, he checked her homework.

But just as Mo Wen guessed, Ning Rongrong wrote the beginning, which was only a few dozen words. Mo Wen, who maintained the style of a strict teacher, slapped him hard, and Gu Rong was so angry that he almost had a heart attack, Chen Xin While controlling his anger, he stopped Bone Douluo.

As a result, Ning Rongrong's hands were swollen for several days. She finished editing the article in tears and completed the assignment within the deadline.

The big man named Gu Rong, who was actually "Rong Rong Kong", was even more displeased with Mo Wenhe. He kept talking about the runner-up in the competition, secretly and openly. His words were full of cynicism and he was really not a good person.

However, Mo Wen remained calm. The championship was not without a chance, but compared to the effect of the second martial soul's trump card, a championship in a competition was useless. Seven years later, his greatest confidence in being upgraded to a titled Douluo was the second. Wuhun.

As long as he cultivates to level 82 and adds eight 8-year-old soul rings to the White Phoenix Spirit, Mo Wen will definitely be able to break through to the level 92 titled Douluo realm. There is no need to compete with Gu Rong for a while. Wait until he reaches level [-] Ten With eight soul rings, he helped the old man amputate his limbs. He had long been unhappy with the big man.

Leading the restless Ning Rongrong towards the back hill of Qibao Glazed Sect, Mo Wen always wanted to punish her. Yang Lin, Du Qianqiu and Jiangzhu could be said to be better behaved than the other, and none of them had the chance to embody the majesty of their master. , only the traitor can allow him to give full play to his abilities. He must seize this rare opportunity and experience it well.

At this moment, Ning Rongrong felt like she had hemorrhoids, her buttocks were uncomfortable, so she followed Mo Wen up with her legs folded, walking as slowly as possible, and supporting her for as long as possible.

Ning Rongrong kept thinking about ways to solve the problem. Suddenly Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up and she came up with a plan to get the best of both worlds. She looked at Mo Wen nervously and asked softly, "Mo Wen, Mo Wen, can I stop being your apprentice?" There is a more cordial relationship than master-disciple, how about we develop it."

Mo Wen, who was thinking about alchemy, heard Ning Rongrong's words. The relationship was more cordial than master and apprentice. He thought of Liu Erlong for a moment. In terms of relatives, a sister is enough. With a sister like Ning Rongrong, he I feel like my life will be shortened.

He immediately shook his head and refused. Mo Wen's words were very firm, "Impossible. A sister is enough for a relative. The old dean is half a relative of mine. You can be my apprentice if you don't want to, unless you can defeat me."

Faced with Mo Wen's steady performance, Qing Yi's mouth twitched. It was just as she expected. Looking forward to the big boss' enlightenment, it would be better to believe that in addition to the Pope and him, there is a twin martial soul on the mainland. It is really exciting. stand up.

After receiving such an answer to her expectant inquiry, Ning Rongrong's mood suddenly changed. She couldn't bear it on her face. She ran up two steps, her pretty face flushed with anger, and said loudly, "Mo asked you this Big idiot, wait, I want to find a place that can improve my combat power, and then beat you hard, huh."

After the words fell, Ning Rongrong ran away quickly, and Qing Yi seemed to see two crystal tears falling on the ground.

Scratching the back of his head, Mo Wen looked confused. He was scolded for what happened. However, in his opinion, Ning Rongrong was still too naive. It was impossible to find a contemporary who could defeat him. Yes, if she wants to find someone who can teach her to defeat him, it would be better to find a million-year-old soul beast. It is simply a daydream.

Shaking his head secretly, Mo Wen continued walking up, maintaining the same pace as before, step by step.

In the end, Ning Rongrong's homework naturally failed to pass the inspection, and she became inexplicably angry. She disappeared, and the homework came to nothing.

After applying to Ning Fengzhi for a secluded place, Mo Wen planned to retreat to refine the elixir first, which was also a way of practice.

During the process of refining the elixir, some of the scent of the immortal herbs will definitely escape. Mo Wen can absorb some of it to improve his cultivation. After eating the immortal herbs, he can no longer eat them, but he can still breathe in and out.

Maybe Mo Wen's cultivation level will reach level 59 after he comes out of seclusion. When the competition opens, he will be able to reach around level 65, and his combat power will reach that of an intermediate soul saint, and he will be a soul saint using the true form of the martial soul.

Mo Wen planned to take a good rest before refining the elixir. Once he started refining the elixir, there would be no time to rest.

Lying in bed early, he quickly fell asleep.

At the same time, a figure sneaked out of Ning Rongrong's seven-story villa, wrapped himself tightly, walked out of the Qibao Glazed Sect's mountain gate, happened to bypass the patrolling guards, and ran out of Qibao City.

The three figures on the top of the city looked at the figure running out and started a conversation.

"Is it really okay? What if something happens."

"Just think of it as giving her a chance to rebel. After this matter is settled, it's time to learn how to govern the sect. Don't worry, I'll arrange for two soul saints to follow her. There will definitely be no problem with her safety."