Douluo: Xiao Yan traveled through time and became the three brothers of Tang Dynasty

At this time, Tang San answered: "You are not a teacher, but you are also called a master, so you must be the leader of the academy."

"Hahaha, you are a six-year-old child, but you are very smart. However, you still guessed wrong. I am not the leader of the academy." The master laughed.

Xiao Yan and Tang San asked in confusion at the same time: "Then who are you?"

The master puffed out his chest and said in a pretentious manner: "I, Mr. Yu, am just a guest here eating and drinking. Just call me master like everyone else. Everyone calls me that, and I even I have almost forgotten my name."

"You guys must understand that the meanings of master and teacher are very different. Don't call me wrong in the future. Unless you are willing to let me be your teacher." The master's eyes flashed with a burning light. He obviously learned from Xiao Yan and There were clues in Tang San's martial spirit certificate.

"Teacher? Are you going to teach us how to cultivate martial arts?" Hearing this, Tang San asked excitedly.

The master turned back to look at Tang San, "Then are you willing?"

Hearing this, Tang San stopped, looked back at Xiao Yan behind him, and then looked up at the master in front of him. He neither said yes nor said no.

"It seems that I have to be persistent again. After all, you are also the third twin martial soul in the past hundred years." Seeing that Tang San didn't answer, the master raised his hand and rubbed his head.

After hearing the master's words, Tang San was immediately shocked. He remembered what his father Tang Hao said to him, that he could not let others know that he was a twin martial spirit.

Tang San now looked at the master with a look of uncertainty. He also quietly raised the wrist of his left hand, revealing the arrow of the Silent Sleeve Arrow.

[The master knows his secret and has a way to die]

Seeing Tang San's face change slightly, the master shook the martial spirit certificate in his hand and explained: "Kid, don't be nervous, I don't mean any harm. I guessed that you were a twin martial spirit because of this martial spirit certificate. If I can’t even see this, so I don’t deserve to be called master.”

Hearing these words, Tang San's eyes gradually calmed down, and he thought to himself, this middle-aged man in front of me knew that I was a twin martial soul just by looking at a martial soul certificate, and he was definitely not an ordinary person.

"I have investigated 647 people whose martial soul is Blue Silver Grass. Among them, only 16 have soul power, and the probability is less than 3%. Even among these 16 people with soul power, No soul power can exceed level one, but you have innate soul power of level ten. According to one of the ten core competitivenesses of martial arts that I studied, the size of innate soul power is directly proportional to the quality of the martial soul. Yours The Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit obviously cannot satisfy you. Therefore, I am sure that you should have another Martial Spirit, and it is also a very powerful Martial Spirit."

"In the past hundred years in the two empires, only two twin martial souls appeared before you, but nineteen with full innate soul power appeared. All of them were powerful beings. And your martial soul But for a useless martial soul like Lan Yincao, the innate soul power is not directly proportional to the martial soul, so I am completely sure that my judgment is correct."

"It's a pity that no one recognizes my theory." The master sighed.

What the master just said to Tang San, Xiao Yan, as a modern person who traveled through time, heard another meaning.

[Master: I didn’t expect it. I spent many years studying the Wasted Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, and also spent many years studying the Twin Martial Souls. In this field, I am a god... Then why don’t others recognize your theory? Master: I shed tears if I talk too much. I chose an unpopular major and couldn't find a job. After waiting for more than ten years, there is neither a Blue Silver Grass Soul Master... nor any other twin martial souls for me to study. 】

Xiao Yan had already vaguely heard the smell of a charlatan.

Moreover, after Xiao Yan came to Douluo Continent, he was pleasantly surprised to find that his mental power was much stronger than ordinary people, especially after he awakened his martial spirit.

He was now within ten meters and could clearly see the subtle movements of the mosquito's wings.

Xiao Yan also used his mental power to detect the master just now, but found that his strength was only slightly stronger than the deacon of Wuhun Palace. Compared with his own alcoholic father Tang Hao, he was simply incomparable.

With such strength at the age of 40 or 50, what kind of inappropriate piece of trash is this? He has no strength but still likes to pretend to be sophisticated and show off his knowledge. There is a lot of melancholy in his words. It must be that he has a good past and his life is not satisfactory, right?

Just as Xiao Yan was thoughtfully analyzing the master, Tang San took a step back, and then he knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to the master respectfully.

"Teacher, please accept me as your disciple." Tang San shouted respectfully.

Seeing this scene in front of him, not only the master was stunned, but also Xiao Yan behind Tang San.

With Xiao Yan's observant mental power, he naturally discovered Tang San's secret use of silent sleeve arrows just now. One second he was preparing to kill the master, and the next second he was about to take him as his disciple.

My 'younger brother' can change his face faster than turning the pages of a book.

This forced Xiao Yan to secretly guard against Tang San, lest he accidentally say the wrong thing or be shot to death by Tang San's arrow.

Just kidding, but not impossible.

In the original work, Tang San had already worshiped the master as his teacher, and said that once he was a teacher, he would always be a father. When he went to hunt for soul rings, he was afraid that his Tang Sect secret knowledge would be exposed, so he considered whether to kill the jade waste. .

If you can kill your father, what does a brother mean?

Therefore, it was very necessary for Xiao Yan to guard against Tang San.

Seeing Tang San kowtow to become his master, the master smiled with satisfaction. His goal had been achieved. He bent down and pulled Tang San up, and said lightly:

"Silly boy, you don't need to kowtow to be a disciple. This is a courtesy that only requires worshiping the king and parents. All you need to do is bow."

Tang San solemnly said: "Once a teacher, always a father. As my teacher, you should be worshiped by me."

Looking at the scene in front of him, a strange yet familiar picture could not help but appear in Xiao Yan's mind:

I saw a transparent and old figure, sitting cross-legged on a piece of bluestone, smiling slyly: "Hey, are you willing? If you are willing, then worship me as your teacher."

"You still want to become a disciple?" The young man asked doubtfully.

"Nonsense, you want me to teach you everything you have without becoming a disciple. What are you dreaming about?" The old man rolled his eyes. Obviously, this old man with a somewhat pedantic temperament seemed to care about these etiquettes.

The young man curled his lips helplessly and bowed respectfully to the old man.

"My name is Yao Lao. As for my origins, you don't need to know yet. You just need to know now that the so-called Alchemy King is... actually just bullshit."

The corner of his mouth twitched, and Xiao Yan returned to reality.

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