Douluo's lovelorn can become stronger

Dedicated to the residential area, Sword Douluo's exclusive small building.



The second floor is the place where mimicry is practiced, the sword pool.



"Jian'er, are you training your martial soul again?"



Sword Douluo stood at the door and asked in surprise: "Didn't you tell Rongrong a story?"



clank clank...



In the center of the sword pool, countless sword shadows merged into Qin Jian's body and continued to spread out, as if forming a cycle.



He heard the sound at the door and opened his eyes slightly, as if a sword shadow flashed past.



"Teacher, she is still young now, and it is the most important time to lay the foundation. She cannot waste most of her time listening to stories..."



He smiled and said: "So I drove her to practice."



"Rong Rong is actually willing to listen to you now?" Sword Douluo raised his eyebrows.



Qin Jian shrugged and said, "If she doesn't listen, I won't tell her stories at night."



Sword Douluo couldn't laugh or cry, but he still gave him a thumbs up: "You, little guy, still have a way. The sect leader, Lao Gu, and I have no way to deal with her."



It's obvious that you pampered her too much...



Qin Jian curled his lips, but did not say much about it. Instead, he asked: "Teacher, what is the one-year tacit understanding training like?"



"that…"



Sword Douluo still stood at the door and did not come in. He just leaned against the door and said: "That is the largest mimicry training place of our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. Within this year, your 32 groups will be completely isolated, and you will be in each of the mimicry training places. A place where the weather and environment change every other month..."



"What kind of weather and environment is it like?" Qin Jian asked curiously.



Sword Douluo's left eyebrow slightly raised: "The weather is nothing more than ****, lightning and thunder, goose feathers and heavy snow, as well as scorching heat and severe cold..."



Qin Jian's face twitched slightly: "Is it so cruel..."



"That's not all..."



Sword Douluo's other eyebrow also raised: "The landscape environment you are in will also change, forests, oceans, mountains, deserts..."



Qin Jian covered his face and said, "This is torturing people to death, is there anything else?"



Sword Douluo nodded without surprise and said: "Nature will not disappoint you. In addition to the landforms and weather, there will be natural disasters in half a year, such as flash floods, volcanoes, avalanches, earthquakes..."



Before he finished speaking, Qin Jian said in a very sincere tone: "Teacher, I think Jianchi is the best way to hone my martial spirit. I won't go to the tacit understanding training..."



"You don't care about Rongrong anymore?"



Sword Douluo squinted at him.



"Teacher, I think Gu Yue is very suitable for this training because of his rough skin and thick flesh." Qin Jian said seriously.



"Then you don't want to improve your soul power?"



Sword Douluo continued to squint.



"It's just a year's delay, it's not a big problem." Qin Jian said.



Sword Douluo sighed and took out two exquisite wrist guards: "Originally, the teacher prepared all the equipment for you, as well as these two soul guides, and a dozen cubic meters of storage space. Look, It's all in vain, I'd better give it to Rongrong..."



After saying that, he turned around and left, as if he really wanted to go to Ning Rongrong.



But the next moment Qin Jian appeared at the door, and he accurately grasped the metal wristband with both hands: "Farewell, teacher, I will never let you down for your hard preparation. I will go to Got it!"



Sword Douluo turned around and knocked on his forehead angrily: "You know how to show off."



"Hey, thank you, teacher." Qin Jian raised his head and said.



Sword Douluo touched his little head and said, "This year is not only to cultivate the tacit understanding between you, but also to polish the temperament of the little witch Rongrong."



"After all, she is the daughter of the sect master. She cannot continue to be so willful. We all hope that she can grow up through this training..."



Sword Douluo looked down at Qin Jian and said: "So, don't protect her too well. She must be tempered as much as she should be. The sect master and I will watch over you from time to time and we won't really let you fall into a desperate situation. of."



Qin Jian nodded.



A few days passed quickly.



The sun was just right on this day and the breeze was not dry. It was the day to enter the sect's mimicry training ground.



When I arrived at the entrance, I saw many people waiting here.



Each one is accompanied by elders who give endless instructions.



This was even more true for Ning Rongrong. Ning Fengzhi held her little hand and couldn't bear to let go for a moment.



"Dad, it's okay. You just need to live in there for a while. If you want Rongrong, you can come in and see me!" Ning Rongrong said with a smile.



A hint of distress and reluctance flashed across Ning Fengzhi's gentle face, but he followed her and said, "Okay, if daddy wants Rongrong, then he will go in and see you."



"Uh-huh."



Ning Rongrong nodded repeatedly.



Here, Qin Jian saw this scene in his eyes and asked softly to Sword Douluo beside him: "Teacher, doesn't Rongrong know what will happen in this year?"



"She doesn't know yet..."



Sword Douluo also looked a little distressed: "I can't help it. If I tell her that, she will definitely not be willing to go in. Then she will act like a baby and cry, and no one can do anything to her..."



The corner of Qin Jian's mouth twitched slightly: "It was easy for you to trick her in, but I am the one who can endure her crying and tossing..."



"Keep your voice down, they are coming, don't let anything slip." Sword Douluo whispered.



Qin Jian looked up and saw Ning Fengzhi walking over holding Ning Rongrong's hand.



"Qin Jian, in the next year, I will leave Rongrong to you. You must protect her."



Ning Fengzhi leaned forward slightly and placed Ning Rongrong's little hand in Qin Jian's.



"what…"



Ning Rongrong was caught off guard by Qin Jian's hand, and she couldn't help but blush. She didn't notice the looks exchanged between Ning Fengzhi and Qin Jian.



"Sect Master, please rest assured, as long as I am here, she will be fine."



With eye contact, the two men, one large and one small, completed the handover procedure in an instant.



"boom!"



There was a loud sound, and the mimicry training ground was officially opened.



The figures of pairs of boys and girls walked in and disappeared.



"Rong Rong, let's go in too." Qin Jian tightened the small hand in his right hand and said.



"OK…"



Ning Rongrong happily responded, then turned around and said hello: "I'm going in, see you dad, see you Grandpa Jian!"



Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi raised their right hands side by side and waved them in unison: "Goodbye Rongrong!"



"Buzz!"



With a soft sound, Qin Jian took Ning Rongrong's little hand and walked in, disappearing into the depths of the training ground...



"call…"



Ning Fengzhi breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally, we sent this little girl in."



"I don't know how she will deal with it after learning the truth." Sword Douluo said.



"We can see this outside..."



Ning Fengzhi said: "I just hope her temperament can be tempered in a year. As long as she can become more sensible after she comes out, I will be satisfied."



Sword Douluo said: "It's not that easy to come out after you go in. Let's just wait and see..."