Douluo's Elemental Realm

He appeared beside the bed in an instant and confirmed with the master at the door: "Is his name Tang San?"

The master was very dissatisfied with the sloppy old man's attitude, but he still nodded and said: "He is indeed Tang San, the Tang San you are talking about."

After confirming, the sloppy old man immediately grabbed Tang San's wrist, probed into his soul power to check the situation, his expression gradually became serious.

"Mr.

A few minutes later, Elder Xuan was still checking Tang San's situation. Grandmaster, Huo Yuhao, Wang Dong and Xiao Wu stood aside.

Xiao Wu was panicking, she was instinctively afraid of the titled Douluo in front of her, worried that he would kill her.

"Don't be afraid, you are the ancestor of our Shrek. Mr. Xuan will only respect you and will not hurt you," Wang Dong comforted.

"Yeah" Xiao Wu nodded timidly, comforting herself in her heart, but still a little scared.

Xuanzi put down Tang San's hands, stood up with an ugly expression, and said angrily: "That Bibi Dong is really cruel!"

"Your Majesty, how is the situation of the mistress? Is there any chance of recovery?" the master asked quickly.

Just now Huo Yuhao also explained Xuanzi's strength and origin. After knowing that this was a super strong man, the master's heart ignited hope.

Maybe this person in front of him has the ability to restore Tang San's cultivation.

Xuanzi's face was as dark as water, he shook his head and said helplessly: "I can't help it, the martial soul of Tang San's ancestor was forcibly drawn out and shattered."

"This kind of brokenness is permanent and irreversible. Even I can't do anything about it."

"This..." The hope that the master had originally raised was shattered in an instant. His body swayed and he was unsteady. He sat on a chair beside him, feeling helpless.

Xiao Wu's eyes became dim. For some reason, Wang Dong couldn't help but feel heartbroken when he heard this.

"Mr. Xuan, is there really nothing you can do?" Huo Yuhao said.

"According to legend, Tang San's ancestor finally became the Poseidon, which shows that he can cultivate."

"The deactivation of Wuhun now should only be temporary, and there is a possibility of recovery. Otherwise, how could he become the God of the Sea?"

Hearing this, not only the masters and others, but also Xuanzi himself lit up.

Yes, this should be recoverable. According to the historical process, Tang San's ancestor will become a god. How can he become a god if he does not recover?

"However, in the records of Shrek Academy, there is no mention of the ancestors suffering from this, let alone a solution."

Xuanzi frowned and tried to recall the records about Tang San, but found that he had no memory of being deposed.

"Could it be that the ancestors felt that this incident was too embarrassing and were not allowed to be recorded?" Wang Dong asked in a low voice.

"Um..." Xuanzi and Huo Yuhao looked at each other and felt that this was not impossible.

After all, everyone hopes that history's records of themselves will be more gorgeous, and it is not incomprehensible that Tang San's ancestors had this request.

"Mr. Xuan, is there really no record of this in history?" Huo Yuhao asked again.

"No." Xuanzi shook his head seriously and said, "I remember the historical records of my ancestors very clearly."

"I can guarantee that there is absolutely no record of this matter, let alone a solution."

"Then what should we do?" the master said impatiently, almost shouting.

He was not very afraid of Xuanzi. Although he was a titled strong man, he came from ten thousand years later.

According to Huo Yuhao, this person has to address himself as an ancestor, and he doesn't have to be too restrictive about his descendants.

Everyone fell silent.

"Let me think about it carefully. If it really doesn't work, just let nature take its course. According to history, our ancestors will definitely recover in the end."

Xuanzi said that he was not very worried about this problem. After all, the answer given by history was that the ancestors would be fine.

"This is the only way we can do it." Huo Yuhao and others looked helpless. They had no other solution.

"You guys go pack your things quickly. I'm here this time to take you to Shrek Academy in Tiandou City," Xuanzi said.

"Isn't Shrek Academy over there in Soto City?" the master wondered. He had been to Shrek Academy before and knew its location.

"Where it was before, but it was already being targeted by people from Wuhun Palace, so I took Dean Flender and the others to Tiandou City."

"Anyway, according to history, Shrek Academy will also move to Tiandou City in the future. This is just ahead of schedule."

"Now Shrek Academy has merged with Lanba Academy, and its name is temporarily called Lanba Academy."

"When the time comes and we have the strength to fight against the Spirit Hall, we will change its name to Shrek Academy," Xuanzi explained patiently.

He still has great respect for this legendary master. He is one of the three founders of Shrek and one of the glorious founders of Shrek Academy ten thousand years later. He needs to be in awe.

"So that's it." The master understood, and then he realized something was wrong, and frowned: "Why did Wuhun Palace suddenly target Shrek Academy? Could it be that Flanders went to provoke them?"

Xuanzi smiled awkwardly and said, "I don't know that either."

"It's better not to discuss this now. You should pack your things first. We'd better go to Tiandou City early."

"Okay." Huo Yuhao and the others nodded and started to go back and pack their things. Xuanzi injected soul power into Tang San's body, using it to sort out his meridians and nurse his injuries.

...

In Wuhun City, Jingxuan got up early and started practicing element control as planned after breakfast.

The three elements were controlled by him and transformed into various shapes: flying knives, green vines, water waves, and ice.

In addition to the specific elemental form, he also began to attack with pure elemental energy. Compared with flying knives, pure energy is more offensive, like elemental cannonballs.

Of course, high attack power also consumes more soul power.

It wasn't until his soul power was exhausted that Jingxuan stopped and began to sit down to summarize and think carefully.

After his soul power recovered a little, Jingxuan stood up, simply packed up, and walked towards Pope Mountain.

In the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong looked at Jingxuan who walked in, put down the letter in his hand, looked at him with a smile, and said, "Xiaoxuan, what can I do?"

Jingxuan smiled slightly and joked: "I missed my teacher, so I came to see you."

After entering, directly close the palace door.

Bibi Dong saw Jingxuan's action and said angrily: "I don't know you yet, kid. If you have anything to do, tell me quickly."

"It's nothing serious. I just have a secret that I want to share with you, teacher." Jingxuan walked up to the steps of the throne.

"Secret?" Bibi Dong turned sideways and looked at Jingxuan curiously. She really wanted to know what secrets this boy could have.

Jingxuan kept a distance of more than two meters from Bibi Dong, with a mysterious look on his face, and slowly raised his left hand.

Bibi Dong looked at Jingxuan's left hand, and when she saw soul power surging on it, her pupils suddenly tightened. Could it be...