Lord Yunzhong in Douluo

Chapter 12 Four Years
In a small courtyard on the outskirts of the village, a boy in white was standing tall and straight, but the strange thing was that the boy was not standing on the ground, but was floating half a meter above the ground.

This young man is Fan Yun, and at this time, he stepped on a leaf, and through the effect of the first soul skill and the use of soul power, he made his body lightly stand on the leaf, leaving the ground, and then manipulated the cloud to make his body light. The leaves can't float all the time, so they make themselves stand like this all the time.

Another four years have passed, Fan Yun is now 12 years old, and his own soul power has reached level [-] a month ago, but because he was worried about the old man's health, he never asked to find the soul ring.

Two years ago, when Fan Yun was ten years old, he successfully obtained his second soul ring, a [-]-year-old Yunhe. Originally, he wanted to obtain a soul skill that could manipulate cloud energy, but the soul skill effect he obtained But it was beyond his expectation, even the old gentleman did not expect it at all.

Fan Yun's second soul ability is called Ethereal Bird's Whisper, and it is another soul ability with permanent effects, but unlike the first soul ability, this soul ability has no active effect for the time being.

The ethereal birdsong gave Fan Yun the ability to communicate with birds, and if Fan Yun was recognized and grateful by a certain bird, he could also get a trace of strange white air, which would gather on Fan Yun's left chest , forming a fuzzy pattern.

The situation of this soul skill made both the old man and Fan Yun very strange, because soul skills are generally released on their own initiative, and a resident soul skill like Fan Yun's is really strange.

And Fan Yun also discovered the effect of the pattern formed by the strange white gas in his two years of life.

With every trace of white air, the pattern on Fan Yun's chest will become clearer, and the effect of Fan Yun's breathing method will also be enhanced. In addition, the white air will make Fan Yun's body lighter and more agile, just like a bird The same, that is, the current pattern looks a bit strange, and I can't see what it is.

But the old man has become more and more lazy in the past few years, and this person is a little bit unmotivated.

This made Fan Yun very worried, but the old man was very open-minded, and every time he waved to Fan Yun, saying that there was no major problem, it was just that he was getting older.

At night, Fan Yun was still practicing volley operations in the courtyard, in this way to exercise his operational accuracy.

The study room is still lit tonight. For several nights in a row, the old man would go into the study room to write something after nightfall, which seemed to be something like letter paper.

There was a trace of worry in Fan Yun's eyes. Now that the old man's health is not good enough, he still writes letters every night, just in case...

Don't think about it!Putting distracting thoughts out of his mind, Fan Yun stopped practicing, went into the room, picked up the kettle, took out the old man's cup, made a cup of hot water, carried a blanket, and walked into the study.

The old man was still writing letters under the lamp. In recent years, the old man's back has become more and more stooped, and his steps are not as vigorous.Fan Yun put the water glass on the table, put the blanket on the old man, stepped aside, picked up a book, sat down, and read.

The next day, Fan Yun prepared breakfast and went to the study to ask the old man to have breakfast.Two years ago, the old man began to teach Fan Yun how to cook, and gradually handed over the family's meals to Fan Yun.

"Grandpa, come to eat!"

"Okay, okay, come out immediately." The old man's words came from the study.

Soon, the old gentleman came out of the study with several letters in his hand, wrapped in envelopes.

After breakfast, the old gentleman handed the letter to Fan Yun, "Stinky boy, you can go to the post office in the city later and post these letters."

Fan Yun took the letter and nodded.

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At the gate of the post office, Fan Yun was a little puzzled holding these letters. The addresses of these letters were different. One was from Notting City, which he knew. The old man often communicated with Notting City these years. A man named Xiao Gang exchanged letters.As for other places, I have no impression.

Could it be said that there are friends of the old man in these places? Fan Yun paid attention to it in his heart, and planned to go to these places in the future to look for them...

After sending the letter, Fan Yun was ready to go back to the village. Of course, he bought some desserts from the city along the way.

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A few days later, Notting City, Notting Junior Soul Master Academy.

Six-year-old Tang San saw his teacher sitting at the table, reading the letter intently, and couldn't help being a little curious. Whose letter was it that made the teacher who had always had a stiff face become expressive.

"Teacher, is this a letter from your old friend? Seeing your expression, I miss you very much."

Tang San's teacher Yu Xiaogang also thought about this question, and slowly replied, "It is indeed an old friend. This letter was sent to me by a spirit master. He is really using spirit power. People who have studied thoroughly can also be regarded as my life mentors.”

Tang San nodded, teacher's mentor, isn't that very powerful?
Although I haven't been with the teacher for a long time, the teacher can tell the secret that I have twin martial souls from just one certificate.The teacher is so thorough in the study of martial arts, isn't the teacher's mentor...

"We generally call him Mr. His soul power level is not high, he is just a soul master, but with years of research on soul power and his penetrating knowledge of his own martial soul, his combat power is still very powerful. An ordinary soul If the emperor is careless, he may be crushed to death by him."

Tang San:"!?"

Tang San was shocked, with such a big difference in spirit power, he could still smash the opponent to death, what kind of master is this!Moreover, the teacher called him Mr. This word seems to have never been used by other people in the Douluo Continent. It is the only way to call that master. Could it be that...

Yu Xiaogang continued, "If my research is about how to better develop my own martial soul and maximize its future potential; then my research is about how to maximize my existing strength. level of performance."

"Originally, if possible, I wanted you to go to him to practice for a while, but now it seems... oh..."

Yu Xiaogang's eyes were a little disappointed, he looked at his bookshelf, there was a book given to him by his husband, and it was precisely because of that book that the master recognized the old man as his life mentor.

The master looked at the book on the bookshelf with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.

And in the master's bookshelf, among the many research books, there is a book with a particularly different name. The name of this book is "The Sky of Fate"...

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Outside the gate of the Pope's Palace in Wuhun City, a temple guard took out a token, and the other knights opened the door to let them go. The temple knight walked into the hall, lowered his head, and held a letter high in his palm.

"Your Majesty, here is a letter from you, sent by a man named Fan Zhe."

Hearing the knight's words, the pupils of a luxuriously dressed woman holding a scepter on the high seat in the hall trembled slightly.Without any hesitation, she immediately took the letter and waved to all the knight guards around:

"You all go down, no one is allowed to come in without my order!"

The voice of this noble and beautiful woman changed from the usual soft and pleasant, the feeling of spring breeze is gone, instead there is a hint of undeniable majesty.

The Pope took the letter and walked to the window sill, the sun shone on her face, her fair skin and almost perfect face seemed to be shining, sacred, noble, and not to be looked at directly.

After everyone left, the pope opened the letter and read the entire letter word for word.

After a long time, the pope raised his head, looked at the sky outside the window, raised his face at a 45-degree angle, but a teardrop fell from her face.

"Didn't you say that when you look up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, tears won't flow down?"

"Sir, you really lied to me..."

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(End of this chapter)