Douluo: My Wuhun is Phoenix

Chapter 120 each with their own minds

"However, things like feelings can't be forced, and besides, a cultivation genius like him probably puts most of his thoughts on cultivation, and he is still young, so this kind of thing shouldn't be considered right now. " Chen Xin said again.

He vaguely understood Ning Fengzhi's thoughts.

"It's because he is still young that there is more room for arrangement. If he really waits until he grows up to be an adult, he will say that he has an idea at that time, and I'm afraid it will not be realized!" Ning Fengzhi rarely restrained his smile, The expression is very dignified.

The two argued in the house for a long time, and Ning Fengzhi was not afraid of being discovered, after all, this place belonged to the imperial palace, so there was a night ban.

Coupled with the fact that Chen Xin, the titled Douluo, was by his side, it was very difficult for anyone to get close to him through his spiritual perception.

"Is it really going to be like this?" Chen Xin sighed, unwilling to say: "But you also know the temper of our little princess. She has not been spoiled by us since she was a child. Don't let him know about it. I must not be cruel to you for the rest of my life, and even run away from home in the end."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head and said: "No, I, as a father, don't know what kind of character Rongrong is. Even if she is unruly and willful, she still cares about the sect and us guys..."

"But if she does this, will she really be happy in the future?"

Chen Xin had no daughter since he was a child, and he grew up watching Ning Fengzhi, and for Ning Fengzhi, a lovely daughter, he loved him like a granddaughter.

"Oh, do you think I want to, Uncle Jian..."

Ning Fengzhi sighed helplessly, walked to the window with his scepter in hand, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and expressed his thoughts over the years.

"What is the situation of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, don't you really know, Uncle Jian?"

"It's not so much one of the top three sects, it's better to say it's an auxiliary and business sect. If it wasn't for the economics with the royal family and the nobles, would they really sell us so much face?"

Since taking over the position of suzerain, Ning Fengzhi has been doing his best, consuming all his energy and energy in considering the development of the sect, and carefully establishing good relations with other people all the time.

"They belong to the top three sects, don't you think the person from the Clear Sky School is arrogant, and the patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex will be as easy-talking as me?" Ning Fengzhi went further and further away, and couldn't help asking: " Over the years, do you see how happy I am as the suzerain? Even my own daughter rarely grows up by my side..."

"Why is this, Fengzhi..." Chen Xin sighed and said, "In any case, our Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School is one of the top three schools, and there are countless disciples in the school. All the burden is on me.”

Both Chen Xin and Bone Douluo joined from the outside, they were adopted by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect when they were very young, and they were vigorously cultivated, which allowed them to cultivate to such a level smoothly.

This is also the reason why Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo risked their lives to protect the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School, everything about them came from the sect, even if their spirits were not the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, they were just the elders of the sect, But this can't shake their hearts at all.

"Okay, Uncle Jian, I'm not just thinking about it. Besides, our sect has this tradition since ancient times. If members of our sect want to find a partner, they must find a soul master of the combat department."

Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and said with a smile again: "Although I didn't mention it, it's impossible for Rongrong not to know. I'm afraid he was already mentally prepared."

"But this... is still too early after all..." Chen Xin continued: "Rong Rong is only seven years old, and Ma Hongjun is only eight years old despite his outstanding talent and strength, so I'm afraid he hasn't thought about this at all. "

"Well, what Uncle Jian said is true." Ning Fengzhi patted Jian Douluo on the shoulder, and closed the window again.

"Don't worry, Uncle Jiu, although I have intentions, I won't force them. At most, I will use the relationship with His Royal Highness to bring the two of us closer together. As for the future development path, that will depend on it." They themselves..."

"Well, that's fine."

Sword Douluo nodded, and then slowly pushed out of Ning Fengzhi's room...

.........

As for the other side, Ma Hongjun didn't ask Qian Renxue what her thoughts were when she did that during the day, after all, there lived a Title Douluo not far away, even if she was careful, she could easily be overheard, so just be yourself at this time.

"I'm asleep, I have to get up early to practice tomorrow. My martial arts, my master, are getting more and more difficult to practice..."

Ma Hongjun sighed helplessly, and leisurely entered his dream.

Soon, even snores sounded in the room.

In his previous life, he had read many fragments of ancient books, some of which were complete, but some were incomplete. If he wanted to cultivate, he had to realize it by himself and figure it out by himself.

Fortunately, the soul power in this world can flow in the veins like the true qi written in the book. As long as it is used, martial skills can be displayed like soul skills.

Now, he has opened up 130 two acupuncture points.

Although the follow-up will become more and more difficult, Ma Hongjun has a vague feeling that once he opens up all the 360 ​​acupoints of Zhou Tian in the ancient book, his body will be improved qualitatively, and the fusion of the body of the Martial God is likely to be completely Consummation.

What kind of changes will happen at that time, Ma Hongjun himself can't imagine, but the improvement of strength must be a leap level.

In fact, in his understanding, soul power is also a source of power. As long as he can use it, he will not be limited to the soul skills brought by the soul ring. , I am afraid it can be done.

This is like a bucket of water, some people can only divide it into ten buckets, some people can divide it into a hundred cups, and very few people can divide it into ten thousand drops.

The combination of ten barrels is limited, but the combination of ten thousand drops of water has countless possibilities.

These are the reasons why Ma Hongjun perseveres every day.

Whether it is practicing martial arts?Whether it's still blacksmithing, it's all in the hope of being able to control the soul power more accurately.

Ma Hongjun is ambitious, and he doesn't want to inherit those so-called god positions in the future.

No matter how strong it is, it will be inherited from others after all. Since those people can become gods, why can't they be themselves?

He wants to break through level [-] by himself, and become a god by himself...

On the other side, Qian Renxue was suffering from insomnia.

At this time, she was very hesitant.

She felt that Ma Hongjun's opinion during the day was right, so when she saw the faint light in Ning Fengzhi's eyes looking at Ma Hongjun, she had a different thought.

Perhaps relying on this, the future Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School can be their support.

But after thinking of sending Ma Hongjun to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, she hesitated again.

This feeling is very strange, even she herself does not know why.

Qian Renxue can be sure that she has absolutely no hope of falling for this little guy.

Even this little guy will go against his own decision, making himself very angry.

But that inadvertent relationship gave her a strange feeling, that feeling made her very comfortable, and she didn't feel that she would relax...

She didn't know why, she had only known each other for a short time, but it just made her feel a little attached.

Although he couldn't protect himself like Snake Lance and Porcupine Douluo, and couldn't help him much, but it made him feel happy...

(End of this chapter)