Douluo's Steady Douluo

While the few people were chatting and laughing, the direct disciples on the square also absorbed the potion one after another according to their own levels.

What shocked Xie Chun was not that the Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda did not appear, which he had expected, but that there were still some disciples whose martial spirits had not changed?

"Those people haven't absorbed yet?"

Ning Fengzhi glanced over the group of direct disciples, after all there were only dozens of them, and he could still remember the general situation of each of them.

"Those who have not changed are all disciples whose innate soul power is below level four. Such talents are not enough to support the evolution of martial souls."

Xie Chun silently memorized this, that is to say, only the innate soul power of level nine or above will have the chance to evolve the martial soul into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tower?Looking at it this way, the next suzerain is not a certainty.

As the only soul master of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in the sect, Ning Rongrong can prepare for inheriting the sect in advance without any accidents.

So if you catch her, you don't have to work hard?

Xie Chun turned his attention to Ning Rongrong, who was concentrating on observing the disciples in the square. He was young and should be easy to deceive. After they really get together, they will have another twenty or thirty years at most. When Ning Feng dies, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect will be his. The world is under heaven.

The only problem is that the time cost is a bit high. Qian Renxue doesn't dare to say that it will take twenty or thirty years to go undercover. He will leave it as a backup plan for the time being and consider it later.

In order to prevent any fish from slipping through the net, Ning Fengzhi gave another order to distribute another soul power potion to those disciples whose martial souls had not evolved.

It can only be said that there are enough raw materials, or that there are too few direct disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Judging from the number collected now, it is not a problem for each person to awaken three or five times.

And according to his thoughts, Xie Chun estimated that the sect would add a new business - planting, and allocate a piece of land in the distance specifically for the cultivation of these two medicinal materials.

Ning Fengzhi looked at the scene of cultivation in the square, rubbed his daughter's hair, and sighed: "Rongrong, it will be great when you can work harder."

Ning Rongrong suddenly became unhappy: "I have been working hard. I have cultivated from level 25 to level 28 in three months. Isn't this amazing?"

The girl said and patted Xie Chun's arm. He immediately understood and echoed: "Rong Rong has really worked hard in the academy recently. He concentrates on practicing in his room every day."

"Really?" Ning Fengzhi is very familiar with her daughter. She has never liked practicing since she was a child. Although she is very talented, she is always forced to practice for a while. Most of the levels she has been promoted to are not enough. It's just the benefit brought by the evolution of martial soul.

However, he didn't tell the truth when he saw it through, and saved some face for Ning Rongrong, he just told her: "Xiao Chun, you must supervise her carefully in the future."

"I will, I will." Xie Chun said casually, and he ran away as soon as the matter happened. Who cares about Ning Rongrong's cultivation matters?

After the results of the second batch of evolution came out, it turned out that there were no fish that slipped through the net. If the talent was bad, it was bad. No matter how many times they couldn't evolve, it also made Ning Fengzhi dispel the idea of ​​using medicinal materials to pile up in the Nine Treasures Glazed Tower.

"The direct disciples in the sect have all evolved, and the disciples who have been training outside have all been recalled. It is expected that most of them will be able to return in three or four days."

"No hurry, let's leave first, just take this matter slowly, if you have an urgent task, you can delay it later." Ning Fengzhi paused, glanced at Xie Chun and Ning Rongrong, and then confirmed : "Xiao Chun, are you sure you don't want to announce your elder status now?"

Generally speaking, young people are very willing to show off, after all, there is no harm.

"No need, Uncle Ning, you can arrange it normally." Xie Chun stepped back cautiously.

Finally, the first martial soul evolution ceremony of the Qibao Glazed Tile Sect has come to an end. As a judge of this year, Xie Chun’s only feeling is that the Qibao Glazed Tile Pagoda’s martial soul cultivation speed is not fast enough. For such a large sect, not even one person can master it. There are no geniuses. If Ning Rongrong hadn't appeared, he would probably have fallen.

After a luxurious dinner in the hall, a maid with a beautiful face and a curvy face took him to his residence tonight.

The treatment this time was obviously different from the last time he visited. The last time, maybe because of his status, he was only given a side hall to live in, and he didn't seem to be taken seriously.

But this time, Xie Chun finally stopped in front of a small courtyard. Compared with before, the grade was raised by at least ten.

The maid stepped forward and opened the door, bowed and waited there.

Xie Chun looked around the courtyard, which was full of various flowers. Judging from the neat shape, it is estimated that there are gardeners who are responsible for caring and pruning.

It is true that the evil capitalists.

Xie Chun thought of this and smiled, could he also live the life of a capitalist?With the current situation, even if he lived in the Qibao Glazed Tile School for the rest of his life, Ning Fengzhi didn't have anything to say.

"Master, please come here." The maid led the way to the bedroom.

What do these mean? Want to get a head start in the pillow business? Is Xie such a person?

Xie Chun stroked his chin, and re-confirmed the face and figure of the maid in front of him. It seems that it is not impossible, but he still needs to ask clearly.

"How old are you?"

"Ah?" The maid was stunned for a moment when she was asked, but she quickly came to her senses, lowered her head and whispered softly: "Nineteen years old."

Good to be an adult.

"Come on then, I'm ready." Xie Chun was already gearing up and couldn't wait.

"Huh?" The maid tilted her head in confusion, "Sir, are you satisfied with the layout of this room? They are all restored according to the last time."

Good guy, no wonder Xie Chun looks so familiar, he thought that the rooms of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School all look the same, so they were restored on purpose.

"I'm interested, I'm very satisfied." As long as he doesn't sleep on the street or under a bridge, he can accept the residence, and it doesn't need to be luxurious. The experience of ordinary people is fine.

"As long as you are satisfied, you can go to the house next door to find me if you have any questions." The maid nodded and was about to go out.

"That's it? Nothing serious?" Xie Chun glanced at the bed and hinted.

"Business? Do you have anything else to do? If you need help, please apply to the logistics department." the maid reminded.

"...It's okay, you can go back and rest."

"Good night, son."

Xie Chun sighed, what's the matter with the maids in this place, they are not good at all, don't those powerful subordinates in the novel all deliver the goods to the door by themselves?The maids who are as beautiful as celestial beings rushed to post themselves on the protagonist's bed, wanting something to happen.

Could it be that he is not the main character?

It suddenly made sense.

Xie Chun looked at the time. It was nine o'clock in the evening, and he didn't feel sleepy at all. Real cultivators always go to bed early in the morning.

Go for a walk.