The heavens began with Douluo

"If you want to practice this skill, bring the sword from the palace"

Zhou Yuan stared at the last sentence of the martial arts introduction in the Sunflower Book on the list and felt a chill on his crotch. The anticipation for the special price technique disappeared all at once, as if someone had poured ice water on him.

“Cheap but not good”

Zhou Yuan frowned, and he just asked why a skill worth four thousand fortunes was sold at a discount. It turned out to be the well-known magic skill of cutting chickens.

This Sunflower Book is said to be indestructible, but it can be quickly refined to the state of Dacheng. It is full of true energy and looks like a ghost. It has almost broken away from the scope of martial arts and has broken the threshold of cultivating immortals.

Dongfang Bubai, the most powerful man in the world, was able to defeat all the masters in the world with just one embroidery needle, even though he only practiced with two-thirds of the remaining volumes of the Sunflower Book.

It's a pity that practicing the Sunflower Manual not only requires cutting off chickens, but also gradually leads to psychological abnormality, feminine and vicious, and neither male nor female like a shemale. It is obviously not suitable for a simple, kind-hearted and promising reincarnation person like Zhou Yuan.

So, after a few seconds of ideological struggle, Zhou Yuan bought the Sunflower Book.

Well, Zhou Yuan just studied and researched. He didn't ask the Lord to teach him the power, and he definitely didn't know how to practice it himself.

What's more, if you don't practice this manual yourself, you can also practice it for others. These days, there are many werewolves who dare to cut chickens in order to become stronger.

The Marrow Cleansing Sutra has five hundred fortunes, and the Sunflower Book has four hundred fortunes. Zhou Yuan's original one thousand fortunes are only a fraction.

As expected, this Lord is also a money-hungry person.

Now that it was over, Zhou Yuan glanced at the big ball of white light above his head and asked, "Can I still return to the Douluo World?"

"But reincarnation number 0001 has the right to enter and exit the main god space at any time in a non-combat state, but he is not allowed to reveal the existence of the main god space to any living beings. Violators will be forced to practice the Sunflower Book."

After hearing the Lord God's words, Zhou Yuan immediately tightened his legs and trembled.

There is a kind of pain that hurts just thinking about it.

Glancing at the big ball of light above his head again, Zhou Yuan slowly said, "Lord God, come back."

"What do you people do for a living? Why did you let assassins sneak into the Duke's Mansion and even break into Yuan'er's study?"

"Check, find out the identity of the body"

"The healing soul masters from Wuhun Palace are here. As long as they revive Yuan'er, I will give them whatever they want."

While he was groggy, a majestic and anxious female voice came to Zhou Yuan's ears. Zhou Yuan was very familiar with the woman's voice. It was none other than his mother in this life, Xue Yue.

Opening his eyes, Zhou Yuan found himself lying on the bed in the bedroom, surrounded by waiters from the Duke's Palace. When he thought about it carefully, Zhou Yuan understood that he who entered the main god's space was also a soul body.

After all, if Zhou Yuan's body also entered the main god's space, the people in the Duke's Palace would only find him missing instead of unconscious, and it would be impossible to move him from the study to the bed.

This main god's space is indeed a broken version. It can only accommodate souls, not even the body.

"Yuan'er, wake up"

As soon as Zhou Yuan opened his eyes, Xue Yue, who had been staring at him, said in surprise.

At this moment, Xue Yue's eyes were a little red and swollen, and there were unwiped tears on her face. She looked at Zhou Yuan who had woken up, and was overjoyed. She could no longer maintain her majesty when she had just scolded the people in the Duke's Mansion, and threw herself directly beside Zhou Yuan's bed. Holding the back of Zhou Yuan's neck, he pulled him into his arms and cried hard.

"My Yuan'er, you finally woke up. Mom was so worried that I would never see you again. You are my only concern."

"I'm fine, mom, don't worry."

Zhou Yuan looked at Xue Yue who was crying inconsolably, and a warmth emerged from his heart.

"As long as it's alright, it'll be alright, as long as it's alright"

Xue Yue murmured a few words and finally calmed down her frightened mood. She took out her handkerchief and wiped the tears on her face. She raised her slender eyebrows and a murderous look appeared on her originally gentle face. "Yuan'er, mother." We have already gone to check the identity of the assassin. According to Mr. Xuan, the assassin’s body contains majestic soul power, so he must be a high-level soul master, and he cannot be nameless."

Speaking of this, Xue Yue said fiercely, "When mother finds out who is behind the scenes, I will definitely avenge you, even if I ask your emperor uncle for this, I will not hesitate to do so."

Looking at the murderous Xue Yue, Zhou Yuan subconsciously shrank his neck. Although his mother was usually as gentle as water, as soon as his life and death were at stake, she immediately transformed into a tigress and became decisive in killing.

Even if the princess of the Tiandou royal family is kind-hearted, she cannot be that simple. Xue Yue, who has witnessed royal struggles since childhood, is not a good man or woman.

After a pause, Xue Yue looked at Zhou Yuan with some confusion, and asked softly, "Yuan'er, how did you escape the assassin's assassination? Isn't your soul power only at level nine?"

"This"

Zhou Yuan's tone was stagnant. The showdown in the dream last night was really weird, unpredictable and extremely dangerous.

If he hadn't come from the earth in the age of information explosion, and the weapon moves he imagined were beyond the limits of the old man's imagination, otherwise he would never have been able to defeat a soul saint above level .

While Zhou Yuan was racking his brains to think about what to say to Xue Yue, a familiar feminine voice happened to come.

"Master Pacquiao, please come in."

The next moment, the bedroom door was opened, and Mr. Xuan led a middle-aged man in.

The middle-aged man has an ordinary face, narrow eyes, and is dressed in a black robe. In the center of his chest, there is a fist-sized soul character. This is the standard attire for personnel directly under the Wuhun Palace.

On the left chest of the middle-aged man, there is a badge engraved with a star crown. There are four interlaced star crowns on the badge, which means that the old man is a soul master of level or above, and he is a very rare assistant among soul masters. A soul master.

In fact, the Master Pacquiao mentioned by Mr. Xuan is a healing spirit master of the martial spirit Qianyehua.

Although healing soul masters generally have no offensive or defensive soul skills, their ability to heal injuries and diseases makes them one of the most precious types of soul masters.

Even though Pacquiao is only a level soul king, even Xuan Lao, a level soul king, is slightly inferior to Pacquiao in terms of status, and even calls him the master.

"Hello, Master Pacquiao, I have to trouble you again this time." Xue Yue stood up and nodded slightly.

"Your Highness Princess, you don't have to be polite. You donated a large amount of gold soul coins to our Balak Wuhun Main Palace. I should do this."

Facing the imperial princess, Pacquiao did not dare to show off, and immediately bowed slightly and returned the greeting.

Then, Pacquiao looked at Zhou Yuan who was half lying on the bed. A flash of unbelievable horror first flashed in his eyes, and then he pretended to be happy and said, "It would be great if His Highness the Duke wakes up."