Su Yuntao, the boss behind the scene of Douluo

Chapter 9 Who is Bibi Dong?
Wang Miao was stunned for a moment.

as early as possible?

Su Yuntao brushed past him.

Su Yuntao said to his father and mother: "Father, mother, I'm leaving. Don't worry, I will come back to see you as soon as possible."

Su Mu looked at him worriedly.

Su's father said in a deep voice: "After arriving at the Wuhun Palace, keep a low profile and don't offend the master soul master of the Wuhun Palace. Study hard and strive to stand out."

No matter which world you are in, parents always hope that their children will succeed.

Su Yuntao nodded: "I will."

After finishing speaking, he boarded the carriage of Wuhun Palace.

Father Su approached Wang Miao, stretched out his hand and handed out a heavy cloth bag, and said with a smile on his face, "Master Soul Master, my child is still young and ignorant. If there is any trouble, I hope you can help me." He takes care of it."

The corner of Wang Miao's mouth twitched.

Your child is ignorant?
Wang Miao sighed and said, "I think he knows too much, don't worry, I will take care of him more. But you don't have to give me the money."

He also came from a poor background, knowing that people in the village can't earn much money all year round, so he didn't want to accept Su's father's money.

But Su's father enthusiastically stuffed the small cloth pouch into Wang Miao's hand: "A little kindness, please accept it."

Wang Miao saw that if he didn't accept the money, Su's father would not feel at ease, so he had no choice but to accept it: "I will accept the money, but I will give it to Su Yuntao."

Father Su nodded again and again: "As long as you accept it."

Wang Miao smiled helplessly, and he turned and boarded the carriage.Under the driver's control, the carriage creaked and moved.

Su father and mother watched the carriage go away like a statue.

in the compartment

Wang Miao handed the small cloth pouch to Su Yuntao, who smiled kindly: "I don't want the money from your parents, so you can keep it."

Su Yuntao didn't even raise his hand: "Do you think I look like someone short of money?"

Wang Miao's expression froze.

Su Yuntao whispered: "Take it, it's hot, buy some popsicles."

Wang Miao has a toothache.

He felt that Su Yuntao didn't take him seriously, he is a great soul master, is he short of money to buy popsicles?
But he still stuffed the little cloth pouch into his bosom.

Oh, don't be in vain.

Su Yuntao stretched out his right hand, and a little gray wolf emerged from his palm.The little wolf jumped up and down on him, bit his clothes lightly, and whimpered from time to time, full of spirituality.

Wang Miao asked in surprise, "Why is your martial spirit so lively?"

Su Yuntao smiled without saying a word.

The change of the little wolf is naturally going in a good direction.

There have been studies in the 25th century, and the spiritual particles related to the body can be guided to become things like incarnations outside the body through special training methods. They can have their own spiritual intelligence, and the aggregates of spiritual particles with spiritual intelligence are better than those without spiritual intelligence. is more than ten times stronger.

The spiritualization of the little gray wolf has just begun, and most of its actions are carried out under Su Yuntao's control.The world lacks professional equipment and can only use the most efficient method of training, which is expected to take about three years.

Fortunately, Su Yuntao is still young, he has plenty of time.

The little wolf jumped into Su Yuntao's arms and turned around, exposing his belly.Su Yuntao gently scratched it with his hands, and the little wolf writhed comfortably.

Wang Miao curled her lips: "Amusing yourself?"

Su Yuntao asked: "What is your martial spirit?"

Wang Miao stretched out her hand: "The red-tasseled gun."

A small red tasseled gun was spinning in his palm.

Su Yuntao said casually: "If you have nothing to do, you can use it to prick yourself more, it will be good for it."

Wang Miao frowned.

Prick yourself?I'm sick!

At this moment, Wang Miao saw Su Yuntao's little wolf turned over, and it bit down on Su Yuntao's arm, piercing Su Yuntao's arm with two short fangs.

Wang Miao bowed nervously: "What are you doing?"

Su Yuntao himself was very calm.

Soon, Wang Miao saw the little wolf pull out his teeth,
Where Su Yuntao was bitten left two light red marks, but there was no bleeding, it seemed that some force healed the wound the moment the little wolf pulled out the tooth.

The little wolf looked up to the sky and howled.

"Aww! Aww!"

Halfway through howling, the little wolf was obviously out of breath, and the slightly majestic wolf howling turned into a milky babbling sound.I don't know if it was an illusion, but Wang Miao felt that the little wolf's spirituality was a little stronger.

The little wolf lazily jumped onto Su Yuntao's head and lay down on his stomach.

Wang Miao asked in confusion, "Why did you bite yourself with the spirit?"

Su Yuntao glanced at him: "Because it's good for it, why don't you try it too? It doesn't need to be pierced too deep, as long as it sees blood. Three times a day, persist for three years."

"Who told you that doing this is good for the martial soul?" Wang Miao interrupted, "Correct evil ways, misleading people's children! I have been a soul master for more than 20 years, and I have never heard of anyone cultivating martial souls like this."

Su Yuntao was noncommittal, he leaned against the back of the chair and closed his eyes.

Of course what he said was the truth, but he didn't expect Wang Miao to believe him, and even if he believed it, he might not be able to hold on.

The famous philosopher Socrates in the previous life assigned homework to his students and asked them to shake their arms three hundred times a day.Such a simple thing, after a while, only one student persisted.That student was also called Plato.

The roads in the countryside are relatively rough, the carriage bumps up and down, Su Yuntao and the little wolf on top of him are shaking non-stop.Su Yuntao thought in his heart.The industrial standard of Douluo Dalu is really too bad. It doesn't even have a carriage damping system. It should not be able to produce the equipment he needs in the future.If he wants to engage in scientific research comfortably, he must first revitalize the industrial system of Douluo Continent.

The turmoil in Su Yuntao's heart quickly calmed down.

Although there is no life science and technology in the Douluo Continent, practice itself can increase one's lifespan. The lifespan of a level 99 Ultimate Douluo exceeds 1000 years.With him as a 'guide', it must be no problem to develop a technological civilization.

The only thing that needs to be considered is that the various physical constants of Douluo Dalu may be different from those in the previous life and need to be recalculated.

Wang Miao couldn't bear the loneliness: "Why are you so quiet, are you not curious about soul masters at all?"

Su Yuntao closed his eyes and said, "No one understands soul masters better than me."

Wang Miao didn't believe it: "Do you know how many ranks there are for soul masters?"

Su Yuntao replied without hesitation: "Every ten levels is one level, a total of one hundred levels and ten levels. From top to bottom are Title Douluo, Soul Douluo, and Soul Sage."

He really understands soul masters.

He even knew that there was a wild land on the other side of the sea.

Wang Miao asked again: "Then do you know who the Pope of our Spirit Hall is?"

Su Yuntao replied very quickly: "Pope Chihiro Chihiro, Grand Elder Qian Daoliu, Saint Bibi Dong."

Wang Miao laughed: "What are you showing off? The Pope and the First Elder are right, but who is Bibi Dong?"

Who is Bibi Dong?
Bibi Dong is not
Su Yuntao was stunned.

Hasn't Bibi Dong become a saint yet?

He frowned remembering.

In the original "Douluo Dalu", Qian Renxue is eight years older than Tang San, and he is 20 years older than Tang San.So at this time, there are still 12 years before Qian Renxue's birth, and 11 years before Bibi Dong is defiled.

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(End of this chapter)