Douluo: I Have a Big Golden Bell

In this way, while Qian Dong was enjoying life, he was also secretly studying his own soul skills. Time passed slowly for a week...

Qian Dong didn't know that there was someone secretly inquiring about his martial soul. This person was the master.

At dusk that day, Qian Dong was eating the pancake in his hand, and his soul power emerged from time to time in his legs, because he was slowly thinking about the feasibility of the soul skill of shrinking to an inch, because for a lazy man, It’s really tiring to walk step by step.

"Kids in front, can you wait a moment?" Hearing the old voice coming from behind, Qian Dong continued walking without looking back and quickened his pace.

Who is a kid? It's ridiculous. Even if you kill yourself, you won't admit that you are a kid.

"Hey, kid, please wait a moment." The voice from behind came reluctantly.

After all, Qian Dong was a sensible child. He swallowed the last bite of the hand cake and turned around to look.

But when Qian Dong saw the man who called him, he was shocked. Could this be the legendary ex-boyfriend of the Pope and current dragon knight, Master Yu Xiaogang?

He still had a straight round head, and the anxiety in his expression could not hide his deep eyes. When he saw Qian Dong turning around, he waved his hand anxiously.

Qian Dong stopped immediately. Not to mention the master's wealth of knowledge, just the fact that he won the hearts of two top goddesses with half a level of talent was worth learning from Qian Dong.

The master trotted all the way and finally ran in front of Qian Dong. At this time, Qian Dong was still slightly dazed, and he definitely didn't think about the two anime goddesses.

"Hello, kid, I am a teacher in this college. Others call me master." The master looked at Qian Dong, who was a little dazed, and unconsciously raised his voice.

"Oh oh oh, hello, master, what can I do for you?" Qian Dong finally walked out of the future that was hugging him from left to right, and bowed respectfully.

"Kid, can I take a look at your martial spirit? I heard that your martial spirit is the combination of your parents' martial arts, and it is a rare mutation for the better, so I want to study your martial spirit. "When he mentioned 'mutating in a good direction', there was still a hint of sadness in the master's eyes.

Well, it’s a master. We haven’t known each other for two minutes and already you want to see my martial arts spirit, Qian Dong thought silently in his heart.

Because saying to a stranger: I want to study your martial spirit is like saying to the other person: Can I take a closer look at your hands? It makes people uncomfortable.

If it had been anyone else, he might have walked away long ago.However, who is he doing? He doesn't care about trivial matters. This is nothing, let alone the guidance of a theoretical master.

Without saying a word, he released his martial spirit, and suddenly a golden little yellow bell floated in Qian Dong's hand.

The entire clock face is engraved with birds, beasts, fish and insects, the four-level replacement, the celestial signs... it looks extremely extraordinary.

The master was stunned. He stared at the pattern above and drew it in his notebook for a long time. Then he closed his eyes and carefully felt the pressure of the golden bell. Then he changed the pattern to study...

Qian Dong looked at the master who was immersed in research and couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. After all, the martial spirit was part of his body.

"Bear it, bear it, bear it." Qian Dong closed his eyes and silently endured this look.

Although there are many people saying that the master's theoretical research is wrong, some even go so far as to directly absorb the first soul ring for thousands of years.That's because of various plug-ins and the author's power.

The three-year data of 420, as long as it is accurate to single digits, you will know that this is definitely a more reasonable number.

Yu Xiaogang was born in the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect, and became friends with Bibi Dong. There are so many parameters and records in Wuhun Palace, and no one has broken through this number for tens of thousands of years, which shows its accuracy.

Anyway, Qian Dong had no idea of ​​absorbing it beyond the age limit at that time. After all, he only had one life, and who would be willing to die if he had a father and a mother.

And he has no system or plug-ins, he just practices faster and his martial soul mutates.

Not to mention the master's emotional intelligence, nor the high-level soul masters' disdain for the master, etc., just the fact that the master has contributed his own theory to let soul masters across the continent know how to add soul rings is worthy of respect.

However, the master is weak in feelings and let two women get hurt because of him. He is a scumbag. Qian Dong cannot refute this.

No one is perfect, you can get to know him later and enlighten him slowly, Qian Dong thought in his heart, it is absolutely unforgivable to make two beautiful women sad.

Getting back to the topic, Qian Dong came back to his senses and saw that the master was still looking at his martial soul in rapt attention. He couldn't help but remind him: "Master, have you finished reading? Can you read it after you haven't finished it? I still have time to go. It’s time to practice on the mountain.”

Ever since most of the bedroom was destroyed due to contact with the Spiral Clock, Qian Dong has never experimented at home again.

"Oh, okay." The master reluctantly looked away from the Donghuang Bell, with a lot of joy and excitement in his eyes.

Looking at that look that looked like a lover, Qian Dong shuddered hard and was about to turn around and leave. It was really unbearable.

As for guidance, if you look at the look in the master's eyes, you will know that there will be another chance, so don't rush.

"Kid, can you wait for me here at dusk tomorrow? I can guide you in the direction of your martial arts training." The master stared at Qian Dong with longing eyes.

Nonono, isn’t this opportunity coming?Qian Dong was very satisfied with his martial soul. Although it looked like the big bell that killed him, it was so beautiful.

"Okay, Master, I will still be here waiting for you tomorrow." Qian Dong immediately agreed and said seriously: "Also, Master, you can call me Qian Dong or Xiaodong, but you can't call me kid."

When the master heard that Qian Dong agreed, he automatically ignored the second half of the sentence, held his notebook with joy in his eyes, turned around and left.

Qian Dong also continued to think about his soul skill "Golden Light", because shrinking the ground into an inch seemed to involve space, which was not easy to study.

. . . . . .

In the blink of an eye, it was the evening of the next day. Facing the afterglow of the setting sun, Qian Dong held a burrito half as big as his face and skipped towards the agreed place.

Looking from a distance, I can see the master writing and drawing in his notebook with his head down.

"Master, I'm here." Seeing that the master was still immersed in his own world, Qian Dong called out.

When the master heard someone calling him, he raised his head and found it was Qian Dong. His eyes suddenly turned hot and he said, "Xiaodong, you're here, release your martial spirit."

How could he ask to see someone else's martial spirit when they met, but Qian Dong still obediently released his own martial spirit, letting it float in mid-air for the master to observe slowly.

After all, he had admired this kind of scientific researchers in his previous life.

But he was thinking about how he should use his soul power to simulate a resistance-free ground.

The two figures, one large and one small, accompanied by the golden light of the Donghuang Bell, looked so serious and harmonious.

. . . . . .

"Hey, why is it so cold?" Qian Dong was blown by the night wind and finally came to his senses.

Seeing that the moon was already high in the sky, he couldn't help but remind the master who was still intoxicated with martial arts: "Master, can we watch it tomorrow? It's getting late, it's time to go to bed."

Qian Dong recalled his warm bed and wanted to go back even more.

At this time, the master also came back to his senses, looked up at the moonlight, secretly annoyed, lost track of time while studying, and asked a child to wait beside him.

However, this child's martial spirit is a perfect combination of his father's and mother's martial arts. He is domineering yet gentle, dazzling yet simple. He is such a lucky boy.

"It's so late, I'll take you back, Xiaodong, and talk about your martial arts on the way." The master suggested.

"Okay master, let's go."

Figures one large and one small walked slowly on the campus, listening to the master speak slowly.

"Xiaodong, do you know that no martial spirit is perfect?"

"Ang? Where is the best beast martial spirit in the world, the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex?"

"The Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus is more domineering but lacks delicacy."

"What about the first auxiliary martial spirit, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?"

"The support of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is powerful but not perfect. It will not be able to break through level 80 in a lifetime."

"What about the No. [-] offensive spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer?"

"The Clear Sky Hammer is invincible in power, but not agile?"

"There is also the Seraph Martial Spirit, which is very powerful, but it is rare to encounter in a hundred years and is not easy to pass on." The master then added.

"All martial arts have their own shortcomings, but your martial spirit, Xiaodong, gives me hope. Because through my theoretical research, I found that the martial arts of parents will have a certain impact on the martial arts of their children, regardless of their innate nature. Qualifications are still martial soul qualities.

Then, I began to study whether I could make the next generation's martial arts more perfect by complementing the martial arts of my parents? "

"Master, have you discovered anything?" Qian Dong became interested. After all, his own martial arts was influenced by his parents.

"Not yet, I just have this assumption, but your appearance gives me hope."

"Oh~~, then I will let the master study it tomorrow."

"Hahaha, good boy, tomorrow I will analyze the direction of your martial soul and soul ring with you. Fortunately, your first soul skill was added correctly."

"See you tomorrow, Master."

Seeing that he was about to return to the dormitory area, Master Qian Dongchong waved his hand and rushed towards the warm bed. This was the first time he slept so late.

"What a good boy." The master muttered silently.He also knew what kind of character he had, but Xiaodong didn't lose his temper at all and was very obedient and allowed him to study. This moved the master who had been looked down upon.

"I will give Xiaodong a gift tomorrow." The master made up his mind.

See you tomorrow.