Douluo: I Have a Big Golden Bell

The night was getting darker, and except for Qian Changhong who was absorbing soul rings in the center of the camp, everyone was preparing to spend the night in an orderly manner.

Finally, under the concerned eyes of Qian Dong and Zhong Danxue, the fluctuations in the soul power of Qian Changhong disappeared.

"Brother, how are you?"

Flanders, who had been paying attention to the progress of soul ring absorption, stepped forward in two steps, helped Gan Changhong up, who was obviously a little weak, and asked kindly.

Zhong Danxue was stunned on the spot with her hands stretched out. What's going on with the dean?That's her husband-in-law, why are you so concerned?

"I'm fine, just a little dizzy."

As he said this, Qian Changhong became even more confused when he saw Soul Saint coming to help him.

He turned sideways to avoid Flanders' hand that wanted to support his waist, and fell into his wife's arms.

At this time, Zhong Danxue was no longer thinking about Flanders' purpose, and quickly reached out to gently hug her husband, put his head on her chest, and hugged him tightly.

Although Xiaodong told her that Brother Hong had swallowed the fairy grass, it would not be a problem to absorb it for ten thousand years.But seeing the uncomfortable look on Brother Hong's face, she still felt distressed.

Flanders, on the other hand, pushed up his glasses in embarrassment.

I originally wanted to take this opportunity to gain a good impression of Qiandong, but I didn’t expect it!I was actually shown off, it was really... hateful.

This kid Qiandong, if he doesn't hug his thighs tightly now, he won't have a chance in the future when he gets stronger.

Didn't you see that Zhao Wuji and Shao Xin, who looked honest, were rushing to lick it?Flanders cannot lag behind.

No matter what Flanders thinks, Master can’t understand it anyway.

"Xiaodong." The master held the small notebook in his hand and frowned tightly.

"How did you absorb your ten thousand year soul ring?"

The small notebook is filled with Qian Changhong's various reactions when he absorbed the ten thousand year soul ring, including when he felt the most uncomfortable, when his expression was the most painful, and when he struggled the most.

It is completely consistent with the theoretical research he summarized before.

But the more it conforms to the record, the less Grandmaster understands, how did Qian Dong absorb the ten-thousand-year soul ring in Soul Master?

He has read many books, and the limit of the fourth soul ring in them is only 7000 years.As for...how can there be records of dead people who are more than 7000 years old?

Not only was the master puzzled, almost everyone quietly stopped what they were doing and pricked up their ears carefully.Especially Qian Changhong, who was comfortably nestled in Zhong Danxue's arms. He had just absorbed the ten thousand year soul ring.

As for our Qiandong, he was half-leaning against the tree with a piece of grass in his mouth. He didn't pay much attention to other people's eyes and remained dazed, "Let's put it this way, Master."

"You said that only soul sects can absorb ten thousand-year soul rings, so why do some soul masters who have reached the peak of soul sects still die because of absorbing ten-thousand-year soul rings?"

"This..." The master frowned. He didn't understand what was there to ask?The answer is not immediately clear.

"Of course it's because these people's bodies and minds cannot withstand the impact of the ten thousand year soul ring."

"That's it!" Qian Dong spat out the grass and rolled his eyes, "Doesn't my body being able to withstand the impact of the ten thousand year soul ring mean that I can absorb the ten thousand year soul ring?"

"I know all this. What I want to know is how you, the soul master, can withstand the impact of a ten-thousand-year soul ring..."

The master stared at the indifferent Qian Dong seriously, with...reluctance flashing in his eyes.

"That's not what you should be thinking about!"

Qian Dong stood up, reached up with his hands, stretched, and prepared to get up and leave.

He suddenly felt a little boring. What was the point of arguing with a paranoid person?

The master refused to give up and grabbed Qian Dong's arm, pleading with his eyes!

"Xiaodong, please tell me how you absorbed the fourth soul ring of ten thousand years, please."

Qian Dong closed his eyes and tugged at the corners of his mouth helplessly, not wanting to speak. What was this?

Please, have you said this?He used to be a good person, but how could he act like this when it came to interests? It was unsightly.

Flanders, who was on the side, ignored the fun and pulled the master off Qian Dong, "Xiao Gang, please calm down, okay? That's Xiao Dong's secret!"

At this time, the master stared at Flanders with a crazy face, "Do you know how terrifying the fourth spirit ring of ten thousand years is? If, if you can find a way to absorb ten thousand years in the fourth spirit ring, Come out, then..."

"Will that make your master's identity more widely known?"

Qian Dong really couldn't stand this kind of master who said nice things to benefit himself.

"Didn't you see that I exercise under the waterfall every day?"

"In order to improve my physical fitness, I spent time modifying Xiao San's self-created soul skills. Didn't you see that I accidentally injured myself twice?"

"In order to get a piece of herbal medicine, you didn't even realize that I was going to face a ban on my account, and you didn't see the danger in it either!"

"You only saw that I obtained the fourth ten thousand year soul ring very easily, and you didn't understand the dangers involved!"

"Okay, I've told you everything, that's all! You go and announce it."

The more he talked about Qian Dong, the angrier he became. Do you think this herb was brought back casually?One link after another, if he accidentally does something, he will die.

Everyone around them couldn't help but fell silent when they heard what Qian Dong said. It's not like they hadn't thought about where these incredibly effective herbs came from.

Now that I know it, my heart is even heavier.

Zhong Danxue pushed Qian Changhong away, held her son with red eyes in her arms, and touched Qian Dong's bald head distressedly.

"Xiaodong, don't take such risks next time. I just want you to be safe and I don't want any herbs."

"Mom, I'm fine."

Qian Dong shook his head, struggled away from Zhong Danxue's arms, and left the camp alone.

In the past, he felt that although the master's character was not good enough, it was still pretty good.Today I discovered that in the past, he, Qiandong, had nothing to make the master famous.

Zhong Danxue opened her mouth, feeling helpless and at a loss.

"Leave Xiaodong alone! There will be no danger."

Qian Changhong walked to Zhong Danxue and entered the tent with his wife in his arms.He doesn't want to see the master's face now. He used to think he was quite reliable, but now he is so...shameless when it comes to theory?

"Hey"

Flanders also sighed, leaving Yu Xiaogang with a face full of incomprehension, and turned back to the tent.

This is not just once or twice, but also, I have to hunt for soul rings tomorrow.

After everyone left, Tang San came over. After all, the master was his teacher. He wanted to see if he could persuade him, even though he also found it quite uncomfortable.

"Teacher, this matter..."

But before Tang San finished speaking, the master directly grabbed Tang San by the corner of his clothes and stared at Tang San with longing on his face.

"Xiao San, I am doing this all for you. You are about to absorb the fourth soul ring. Think about it if you have the fourth soul ring of ten thousand years, then..."

"Then you, as a teacher, can take a step further, right?"

Tang San was immediately laughed out of anger. He suddenly understood Brother Dong's feelings, which was very boring.

Without trying to comfort him, he turned and left.

Tang San understood in his heart that the relationship between master and disciple was just mutual use. If the master had always been like this...then Tang San was not a fool.

Others paid no attention to the master. They should be busy working and cooking, and did not pay any attention to the lost master who was mumbling to himself.

"I must know..."