Douluo Soul Emperor

Liu Ding didn't have a good rest that night. Being able to see Xiaozhi tomorrow made him feel excited, but he also felt vaguely uneasy, as if a storm was coming.

He thought of Xiaozhi's weak willow facing the wind, and seemed to understand the meaning of Liu Yandong's words.

Since I couldn't sleep, I simply practiced the martial arts of the Five Soul-Forging Cauldrons: Qilin Movement.

In the cultivation of the first four tripod realms of Soul Casting Realm, Liufu's unique four martial arts skills of Suzaku Dance, Dragon Walk, Fuhu Fist and Xuanwu Shield correspond to the most basic martial arts of soaring, moving, attacking and defending.

Although Qilin Dong has the word "moving", strictly speaking, it is not considered a martial skill. It is just motionless. A movement is shocking. This is the true meaning of Qilin Dong.

Liu Ding recalled that when Liu Ji went crazy, he used Qilin Dong's attack. With just a simple palm, he really felt the threat of death. It would be unimaginable to have more terrifying martial arts.

This is why the successful cultivation of Soul Casting Five Cauldrons can condense powerful soul power in the body. Therefore, Qilin Dong's cultivation involves sitting quietly like a bell, condensing soul energy, and waiting for an explosion.

Liu Ding sat cross-legged, with his hands making strange mudra on his legs. It looked like he was sitting in Zen, but his soul sea was surging like a tide, and the spiritual energy from all around was pouring in. First, the white tiger was fierce, then the green dragon was walking, and then the Suzaku was high. , and finally Xuanwu precipitated.

This precipitated soul energy gradually condenses and forms a swirling vortex. As long as it condenses to the Dantian, it can transform soul power.

But unfortunately, the whirlpool that had just condensed seemed to have lost its concentration and dissipated among the limbs and bones.

"Huh" Liu Ding slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, his eyes suddenly opened, and a strong aura flashed through his dark eyes, silently.

"I'll go, is it so difficult to practice?" Liu Ding almost cursed when he felt the remaining soul energy disappear.

He could lift the four soul-casting cauldrons with one hand, but at the level of the five soul-casting cauldrons, he was so embarrassed that Liu Ding couldn't help but smile bitterly. He sat blankly for a long time before lazily getting out of bed and stretching his numb limbs. , the fatigue of breaking through the realm makes its energy haggard.

Unknowingly, the sky became bright, and Pearl's voice came from outside the room: "Young Master, the family is holding a meeting, and the sect master invites you to go to the ancestral hall."

"Just come." Liu Ding agreed, changed out of his wet practice clothes, walked out of the room, and faced Zhu'er's reddish eyes.

Last night, Liu Ding came back, which surprised Pearl very much. What surprised her even more was that the young master seemed to have changed and he had been practicing all night, so she also kept watch all night.

"Master, the days are long. Don't be too hard on your practice. Staying up late is not good for your health," Zhu'er said.

"Oh" Liu Ding agreed casually, but then he noticed that Zhu'er's eyes were slightly red. He was stunned for a moment, and with a hint of warmth in his heart, he said: "Sister Zhu'er, I have grown up, you don't have to worry, you can go and rest. "

"Young Master" Pearl's voice was choked with sobs. After a serious illness, the Young Master was a blessing in disguise. It seemed that he had really returned to normal.

"Go to sleep." Liu Ding gave her a smile, walked through the courtyard corridor, and came to the outside of the family ancestral hall. He waited for the guardian clan member to announce before stepping in.

The hall of the ancestral hall is very spacious. Almost all the important tasks of the Liu family are here. The person sitting at the top is not the family leader Liu Yandong, but Liu Canglong, who Liu Ding should call his great uncle. Even the elders of the Taishang clan are attending. , it seems that this family meeting is unusual.

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bsp;In the middle below Liu Canglong is Liu Yandong, and on both sides of him are two rows of clan elders, all of whom can influence family affairs.

On both sides were the capable monks from the Liu family. The uncles were all sitting. Behind them was the younger generation like Liu Ding. When they saw Liu Ding coming in, they all had strange expressions, some looked embarrassed, and some looked at them with malice. , but there is also no lack of schadenfreude.

Liu Ding was a little confused, but when his eyes fell on a corner, he immediately understood.

Xiaozhi just sat there timidly, with sad eyes, which made me pity her.

"Xiao Zhi." Liu Ding whispered, and quickly stepped forward to hold her little hand, but saw that her hands and feet were locked with black iron chains. Without thinking, he sat down next to her, Comforting in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, Xiaozhi, I'm here."

Seeing Liu Ding, Xiaozhi's dull eyes became a little brighter, and she seemed to be very aggrieved and put her little head on his shoulder.

Xiaozhi's intimate behavior made the younger generation members standing around look jealous, especially Liu Ji, who had a gloomy look on his face. He gritted his teeth and winked at his grandfather.

Nie Zheng pretended not to see it and mocked: "Everyone who is supposed to be here is here, and what is not supposed to be is also here. Sect Master Liu Yandong, should you give me an explanation on how to deal with the witch?"

"Oh, now that I've said everything I shouldn't have said, Nie, tell me how to deal with it," Liu Yandong sarcastically said.

Nie Zhengxu twitched the corner of his mouth. Liu Yandong deliberately omitted his last name, obviously mocking him for being the dog that takes advantage of the mouse. "Humph, Liu Yandong, don't think that I don't know what your intentions are. But today you made a miscalculation. I have more powerful tricks for you to try."

Nie Zhengxu knew that no matter what solution he proposed, Liu Yandong would definitely deny it with the privilege of the clan leader. Instead, he smiled and said: "Actually, the little white fox has been with the clan for seven years since he was a child, so he is considered a part of the family. , it is really inappropriate to treat it as theft by foreigners."

Well, Liu Yandong frowned. What kind of dirty tricks did this old fox come up with?

Thinking of Xiaozhi's identity as a spiritual beast, Liu Yandong couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat. He grabbed the big hand of the Taishi chair and couldn't help but expose the veins. He suppressed the anger in his heart and said calmly: "Oh, it's rare for Nie to be so open-minded. What do you want to say? What, release it quickly?”

Although Liu Yandong omitted the word "have a fart", the disgust in it was obvious. Nie Zhengxu couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth and said: "But those who are not of my race must have different minds. Therefore, I suggest that the punishment can be No, but this little white fox must form a contract with the most promising young man in the family."

"Then who do you think is the most promising young man in the family?" Liu Yandong had already guessed.

"Other than my descendant, who else can claim this honor?" Tu Qiong saw this, and Nie Zhengxu sneered.

"Bang!" The handle of the Taishi chair that Liu Yandong was holding suddenly turned into powder.

Above the hall, the atmosphere was a little strange. The expressions of the tribesmen were different. Many of them looked at Liu Yandong, and they couldn't help but be full of sarcasm:

"Hehe, Nie Zhengxu's move was really cruel. It seemed to absolve the little white fox, but in fact it severely squeezed out Liu Yandong and made his position as the sect leader a joke."

A group of young bulls who were originally aggrieved, their expressions suddenly became wonderful. What does it mean to show affection and die quickly? They gloated at Liu Ding and Xiao Zhi who were standing next to each other.