Douluo's Susuo Buddha

I don’t know how many times, Bibi Dong’s sword was placed on Yunshan’s neck again. No matter how he tried to dodge, he couldn’t dodge it without using his divine power.

Like a ghost, Yunshan is always half a beat slower than Bibi Dong.

"Huh, huh."

One hand was supporting the ground, and a lot of sweat fell from his forehead and dripped on the ground.

The afternoon passed in a flash, and he was beaten to pieces by Bibi Dong. This sword technique was so weird, it was better to call it a sword technique than a body technique.

His sword skills are mediocre, and his body skills are weird and unpredictable. They seem simple and unpretentious, but in fact, his moves are deadly.

Even with his Sharingan, he could only get a rough look and had an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

Copied, but not completely copied.

It's like you're standing at the door of a house, but you just have that little feeling that you can't get in.

Even Bibi Dong was a little tired after the afternoon of abuse.

Sheathing the sword, he walked straight to Yunshan and helped him up. He stared at his three magatama Sharingan and said:

"I have been studying this swordsmanship since you left last time. Your eyes are both beautiful and terrifying. In order to prevent us from becoming enemies in the future, I need some protection.

Who knew that the more he studied, the more he felt that this set of swordsmanship was unfathomable. It took several years of work with more than a dozen titled Douluo to deduce this set of inexplicable swordsmanship. "

"Teacher, I will not leave you, not now or in the future."

It's terrible. Is this a sword technique aimed at me?

If he didn't have the Mangekyō Sharingan, he would probably be instantly killed in one encounter.

Thinking about the terror of this set of swordsmanship, Yunshan felt a little weak. Coupled with the strength of Bibi Dong's level 99 ultimate Douluo and the God of Death domain, even a titled Douluo below level 95 would be instantly killed.

"I believe in you. As the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace and the next Pope of Wuhun Palace, you have to improve more than just your soul power.

Starting from tomorrow, follow me to learn this set of swordsmanship in the morning, and follow me to handle official duties in the afternoon until you reach adulthood. Do you understand? "

Ignoring the already-shattered training ground, Bibi Dong and Yunshan walked out one after another.

"Teacher, I'm still young. What's more, Xue'er is more suitable to be a pope than me. I can help her."

嘭

A figure flew out at extremely fast speeds.

"The pope of the Wuhun Palace will no longer be named Qian. He can be anyone, and he cannot be the owner of the angel martial soul."

Wiping the mud that was not on his body, he blocked it with Susana just now, and there was no injury at all.

He doesn't care about rights at all. If you have strength, you have rights, money, and girls.

Without strength, even if I give you these, you won’t be able to hold on.

This is not the world of ordinary people in previous lives. Even in previous lives, great men once said that policies come from the barrel of a gun.

He doesn't want to hang around with people for trivial matters, he just pushes them aside, kills them if they don't accept them, and kills them as a warning to others.

Maybe it's too harsh to say this, but he doesn't want others to love him. He's not a gold soul coin and everyone likes him.

In this world, no matter how well you do, there are still people who will find fault. Even the most heinous villains still have followers.

"Teacher, didn't you say yesterday that you were planning to accept a disciple? It is said that the martial spirit is a demon fox, and she is born with full soul power. I think she is good. Foxes are generally smart. With my assistance, she will be fine."

Yunshan didn't want to be fixed in the position of Pope for the rest of his life, even though Wuhun Palace might unify the continent in the future, that wouldn't work.

His original dream was to lead the villagers to get rich, and then travel across the mainland, covering thousands of mountains and rivers, and seeing all the scenery in the world.

Unfortunately, the first dream was gone, and he had a new goal.

That is to become a god and take Daji to lift the nine-tailed fox's imprisonment that prevents him from cultivating for 10 years.

That kind of thing is still a long way off, so the first step is to be prudent. One person, at most, can take a little Daji with him to travel.

Seeing her disciple so out of touch, looking disgusted but afraid to express it, Bibi Dong really felt both love and hate.

Genius? Very genius. Unprecedented and unprecedented.

It's the kind of person who doesn't know how to turn his head, accepts death, and doesn't listen to anything he says.

Fox spirits are smart, but you are smarter than a fox. Look at little Daji following you every day.

The fox spirit beast with thousands of years of cultivation is like a pet by your side.

"I have my own conclusion on this matter. Hu Liena's life experience is also quite tragic. She and her brother were dependent on each other. After she was discovered, I arranged for her to study in the Junior Soul Master Academy of Wuhun Palace.

Now she has level 25 soul power. As a senior brother, you have to take good care of her. "

Seeing Yunshan's resolute attitude, Bibi Dong also knew that she could no longer persuade him, so she could only give up and let Yunshan take more care of this little junior sister who had not yet started.

"That's for sure. I'll go see this little junior sister tomorrow."

As he said this, he hurried on his way, and before he knew it, he had arrived at the place where Yun Shan lived.

"Don't go back on what you promised to Yueyue. This is your dignity as a father. You have a kitchen in your house. Go and cook. Make more. We will have guests tonight."

After sending Yunshan to her place of residence, Bibi Dong said a few words and left, leaving Yunshan looking at her in confusion.

Oh my god, I was tortured all afternoon, my back hurts and my legs cramped, and they asked me to cook. This is too much.

"Holy Son, the bath water is ready. Why don't you go wash up first and I'll cook."

Ye Lingling, who had already received the news, saw Bibi Dong leaving and walked to Yunshan and asked.

She had stayed in Wuhun Hall for several years and had been trained as a professional waiter. In addition, she was talented and intelligent and knew how to observe people's emotions. Naturally, she could tell that Yunshan was very tired at the moment.

He took the initiative to take over the cooking job.

"It's up to me to do the cooking. Yueyue's temperament is very out-of-the-box. Thank you for your hard work."

Rejecting Ye Lingling's proposal, Yunshan handed her an herb that could help increase soul power, kissed her sleeping daughter, and walked to the bathroom to take a comfortable hot bath.

"Comfortable."

Lying in the tub, Yunshan put a towel under his neck and wanted to take a nap.

Suddenly, a pair of cold hands pressed on Yunshan's shoulders. He was so frightened that he almost jumped up. He quickly took a piece of clothing and spread it on the water.

The water is so clear that you can see it at a glance.

"I can take a bath by myself, I don't need anyone else to take care of me."

He was really helpless, he couldn't do it once in the past few years. Who asked Ye Lingling to do this, to make a lonely goddess in the original work become like this.

At this time, Ye Lingling's hands were shaking slightly, but thinking of her mother's instructions, she gritted her teeth and started to squeeze Yunshan's shoulders.

"This is what I should do. I hope the Holy Son will not refuse."