Douluo, what? I became Tang San's father

After a night of tenderness, Qianxunfeng brought the body of the Rakshasa God to the soul world.

The soul world at this time has expanded by dozens of miles than before. However, these ferocious beasts did not slack off, which made Qianxunfeng very relieved.

"Senior, what are your instructions?"

Whenever Qianxun Feng comes, there must be something going on. The six ferocious beasts have become accustomed to it. After all, they can all become gods, so what's wrong with helping with work? This is all for the great revival of soul beasts. As for the Silver Dragon King, I'm sorry, I'm not familiar with him.

"Just keep expanding. The space we have now allows you to bring your relatives in. This also gives you the right of priority entry."

After giving a few instructions to Di Tian and the others, Qian Xunfeng's figure began to blur. When he reappeared, he was already at the core of the golden tree.

The body and soul of the Rakshasa God were thrown directly in. As Qianxunfeng controlled the golden tree, the body of the Rakshasa God was instantly refined as soon as it merged into the core. Even his soul was absorbed without leaving any residue before he could even let out a scream.

After the golden tree absorbed a true god, its leaves radiated pure vitality, and the golden powder condensed by the vitality floated in the wind.

The edge of the Soul Realm began to shake due to the growth of the golden tree. A mountain range like a long dragon was lifted up, covering the golden tree within a radius of hundreds of miles, and then continued to extend outward to form new lands.

The expansion did not stop until it spread outward for about a thousand miles. The body of a first-level god actually directly increased the area of ​​the soul world by one third and created a magnificent mountain range.

"To have built such a large place so quickly, the senior is truly unfathomable."

Di Tian took a deep look at the thousand miles of land that suddenly appeared in front of him, the water source that had already taken shape, and even a place to replenish blood and energy.

At this time, Qianxunfeng did not care about the unusual movements outside, but was looking at the will condensed by the golden tree in front of him.

The will of the golden tree is like a six-year-old child, golden all over, covered in golden light, and difficult to see clearly. A pair of big golden eyes are curiously observing everything outside.

And Chihiro Feng who was observing Him.

"father!"

The Golden Tree stared at Qianxunfeng with its big golden eyes. It felt that Qianxunfeng's breath was very gentle to it, and it couldn't help but lean on Qianxunfeng.

"dad?"

Qian Xunfeng was completely confused. He didn't expect that the golden tree could gather its will so quickly. Just a first-level divine soul was enough.

"Forget it, from now on you can call me Xiao Jin."

Logically speaking, this golden tree originally belonged to Qianxunfeng, so as the will of the golden tree, it is not wrong to call him dad.

Because it was transformed from the will of the golden tree, it was similar to the will of Douluo and had no gender. It just looked like a six-year-old girl.

Picking up Xiao Jin, Qianxunfeng came to the side of Di Tian and other beasts.

"Senior, who is this child?"

Xiong Jun rubbed his head, thought for a while with his underdeveloped brain, and said in surprise: "This must be the senior's child."

"I am considered His father."

Placing Xiao Jin in front of Di Tian, ​​Qian Xunfeng said with a serious expression, "This is the will of the Golden Tree. It concerns the entire Soul Realm. If anything happens to Xiao Jin, the Soul Realm will also be severely damaged. So you must protect him well."

Although the Golden Tree is not weak, its newly born will is still a child and may not even be able to use the most basic strength.

"Don't worry, senior. We will definitely protect the will of the Golden Tree."

Seeing that Xiao Jin had such a special identity, Di Tian did not dare to neglect him at all. He felt that he was a father and he must protect him well.

Qian Xunfeng was still relatively relieved about Di Tian. Although the two auspicious beasts ran away in the original novel, the auspicious beasts themselves were partly responsible, and Tang San was a large part of the reason.

"You call him Xiao Jin, and it seems that Xiao Jin doesn't reject you."

After Qianxunfeng finished speaking, he looked at the newly appeared land.

It was actually equivalent to the result of his two years of continuous injection of divine power. He only needed two more first-level gods to complete the soul world.

"What a shame, there aren't that many gods for me to kill."

Qianxunfeng felt a little regretful, but then she thought of the cunning Poseidon.

"Life or death depends on your choice."

The space suddenly fluctuated, and then a blue shadow appeared in front of Qianxunfeng.

Similar to Xiao Jin, but Xiao Lan looks a little older, like a ten-year-old child.

"Report to the boss, I just felt the breath of the same kind."

As Qianxunfeng's right-hand man, Xiaolan would immediately report to Qianxunfeng any major events that happened on Douluo Star.

However, Xiao Lan gathered his will in advance, and relied on the power of order brought by him when he obtained the position of God of Order, which allowed Xiao Lan to wake up early.

When Qianxunfeng communicated with Douluo's will for the first time, he chose to follow Qianxunfeng. He is truly a capable and capable person.

"Well, the Golden Tree's will has awakened. You and it are of the same kind. You should teach it in the future. It knows nothing now."

As Xiao Lan was from the Douluo Continent plane, there were countless living beings. Once he gathered his will and accepted human emotions, he instantly understood everything.

Xiao Jin's situation is special. There is no living creature in the soul world. He knows nothing when he is born and can't even use basic power. It's a good time for Xiao Lan to teach him.

"Leave it to me, boss."

After saying that, Xiao Lan ran away and dived into the pool under the golden tree.

“It’s still too out of touch.”

After all, they have only been formed for a few years, so Qianxunfeng didn't care. Ten thousand years will transform them.

Arriving at the precious land that replenished blood and energy, Qianxunfeng felt the bloody smell filling his surroundings as soon as he approached, almost condensing into substance.

As I got closer, I saw a huge cave about ten meters high. On both sides of the cave were walls with scarlet liquid constantly dripping down, wriggling like real flesh and blood.

The deeper we went, after walking for several miles, the stronger the bloody smell became. When we reached the end, a pool of blood with a diameter of 50 meters appeared before our eyes.

The blood pool seemed to be boiling, bubbling. Qianxunfeng directly used the Angel's Eyes to look into the depths of the blood pool.

I saw a heart in a pool of blood. Every beat of the heart would cause the blood in the pool to roll.

"The God's Falling Ground, formed by the essence of the Rakshasa God's corpse, was used to imprison some bloodthirsty soul beasts."

There are evil soul masters among humans, and there are evil soul beasts among soul beasts. Like evil soul masters, they grow by devouring flesh and blood. For example, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger constantly devours flesh and blood to upgrade, and the entire soul beast world is hunting them down.

"But as the continent expands in the future, this place will have to be relocated."

After all, it is too close to the golden tree, only a few thousand miles away. It seems far away, but it is still a bit unsafe, so it is better to move away just in case.

So as to avoid regrets later if trouble occurs.

After packing up everything, Qianxunfeng returned to the Pope's Palace to check on the recent movements of Tang San and the others. After all, he hadn't started to have any fun yet.

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Chapter 57: Flanders, one of the three lickers of Douluo

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, six years have passed.

Soto City.

"Brother Chuan, this store looks weird."

Xiao Wu pointed curiously at a dilapidated shop on the side, with a broken corner of the sign on it. There were no words on the sign, but there was a circular symbol engraved with elements such as swords, mammoths and hammers.

Similar to the Elders' Order issued by the Spirit Hall, the lights were not on in the room, making it somewhat dark and unable to see the situation inside the hall clearly.

"Shall we go take a look?"

Qian Renchuan looked at the dilapidated shop and felt that there was something waiting for him inside. Just as he was about to go in, he found that Tang San had rushed in front of him.

"Xiao Sanzi, why are you in such a hurry?"

Xiao Wu looked at Tang San who rushed in with an unhappy expression. She had no good feelings towards this follower, who was disturbing her and Qian Renchuan's world of two.

"Hey, why bother with him? Let's go in and take a look."

In response to this, Qian Renchuan's eyes moved slightly. He knew that Tang San was a little special, and was not inferior to him in terms of hidden weapons.

He thought he should be from the same world as him, but what made him unhappy was that this kid was actually interested in Xiao Wu, which made him feel unhappy.

Moreover, he also had a strong hostility towards the Spirit Hall, which made Qian Renchuan feel that this person was ready to die.

What is the Spirit Hall? It is his home and will be his property in the future. You are a waste. Even if you and I are from the same world, I must kill you.

However, he was not going to rely on the help of his elders. He wanted to severely humiliate Tang San, who came from the same place as him, and finally make him regret becoming an enemy of the Spirit Hall.

As soon as he entered the door, it was indeed pitch black inside. Based on his memory, Tang San quickly found the hair crystal containing the dragon beard needle.

"Boss, how much is this hair crystal?"

Looking at Flanders, who was wearing glasses, had a hooked nose, and looked like a profiteer, I felt very close to him. Shrek's companions, we will meet again soon.

"One hundred gold soul coins."

Flanders looked up at the three of them and spoke lazily and casually.

"One thousand gold soul coins, I want them."

Qian Renchuan possesses the eyes of an angel, so he can naturally see what is contained in the hair crystal. A piece of plate crystal contains a large amount of plate crystal hair gold, which can be used to refine the Dragon Beard Needle, the eighth hidden weapon of the Tang Sect.

"Yinchuan you!"

Tang San gritted his teeth and glared at Qian Renchuan who was bidding. If it weren't for Qian Renchuan, Xiao Wu would have been with him long ago.

Damn Yinchuan, you are already seeking death. When I become a god in the future, I will be the first to make you live a life worse than death and unable to die.

"Ahem, this is fine, but you have to pay first."

Hearing the price of one thousand gold soul coins, Flanders' eyes lit up. He immediately took the hair crystal from Tang San's hand and asked, "This customer, do you want to increase the price? If not, this hair crystal belongs to this customer."

"Dean Flanders, you just agreed to sell it to me. How can you go back on your word?"

Tang San suppressed the anger in his heart. Although he knew that Flanders was a little greedy, he was actually greedy for money in front of him, which was simply a way to seek death.

"you know me?"

Flanders looked at Tang San in surprise, wondering if his Shrek Academy had spread so far that even outsiders knew about it.

"I know him. He's the Flying Horn of the Golden Triangle, the Four-Eyed Owl Flanders. My teacher is the Wisdom Horn, and he's an old friend of yours, Dean."

Tang San lifted out his old, wet little anus.