Douluo: My pet is the Blue Silver Emperor!

After Meng De left Luo Feng, he wanted to get some practice methods about swallowing the starry sky from the earth, but he found a very serious problem. He was unable to practice. To be precise, there was something wrong with his body and he was unable to practice the practice of swallowing the starry sky Practice methods.

After all, his body is originally from the Douluo world. If he wants to practice the star-devouring sky system, he must change his body and achieve evolution.

For this reason, Meng De can only temporarily return to the Douluo World. He will wait for Luo Feng to obtain the secret method of seizing the body before returning. With his investment in Luo Feng, it will not be a problem to ask him for the secret method of seizing the body in the future.

After returning to the Douluo World, Meng De rested for more than a year. Because of the rewards he received for winning the Tianxing World, unifying the Douluo World, and helping Luo Feng, the system opened a main system function.

[Life Simulation]

In order to test the power of this function, Meng De started his first life simulation, and the world he was placed in was the large plane where Tang San lived in his previous life.

———World Dividing Line———

In the Tianqi Dynasty, on a large mountain shrouded in clouds and mist outside Lianyun Town, there stood a mountain gate called "Cangyun Sect".

The back mountain of Cangyun Sect is densely covered with ancient vines, with no birds at all, and steep cliffs that are difficult to climb. It is a treasured place that is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

On a huge rock in front of the cliff, a handsome boy of sixteen or seventeen years old wearing luxurious clothes sat on it, closing his eyes and feeling the gentle breeze.

"Xiao Mao, you are here as expected, why don't you like to have morning classes with other disciples?"

A gentle female voice sounded behind Gu Jinyan, Meng De slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were bright and charming.

He jumped off the boulder and turned around to look at the person who had just called him. She was a beautiful mature woman wearing a plain dress, with a dignified and beautiful face, a pair of phoenix eyes that were naturally charming, but also awe-inspiring, and her hair was combed with black hair. Chenghua bun, gorgeous and graceful, plump and attractive figure, huge chest that makes people unable to take their eyes away, slender waist restrained by a cloud belt, a pair of long, flawless white legs looming under the plain dress.

Meng De bowed respectfully to the beautiful mature woman in plain skirt, and said in an indifferent voice:

"Senior Wife, I like to go to morning classes alone and don't like to be with my senior brothers and sisters."

When Yun Wangshu heard this, his dignified and gentle face showed a hint of helplessness, and he said to Meng De:

"Since you don't want to go to morning classes with your senior brothers and sisters, that's fine, but you can't come to such a dangerous place in the back mountain. Go back with your senior wife."

After saying that, he stretched out his jade hand and took Meng De's arm, leading him away from the back mountain.

Walking on the rocky path, a gentle breeze blew through Gu Jinyan, carrying Yun Wangshu's light body fragrance. It was fresh and elegant with the scent of laurel flowers. Meng De liked it very much.

After half a stick of incense, Yun Wangshu brought Meng De back to the morning class room of Cangyun Sect.

In the morning class room, the faint scent of concentration wafted throughout the room. There were 32 disciples sitting inside, some male and female, the oldest was 23 years old, and the youngest was also there. Meng De was 16 years old, seventeen years old, and was a member of the Cangyun sect. The youngest one has just started working for half a year.

The leader of the Cangyun Sect, Luo Qingsong, known as the "Songyun Sword" by people in the world, saw Yun Wangshu bringing Meng De back, his face suddenly darkened, and he did not give him any expression at all, and said softly:

"Hmph! You went to the back mountain to be lazy again, and you have to catch me personally. You are so stubborn and stubborn, you have done it so many times. Cough, cough, cough!"

"Okay, Qingsong, don't be angry. Your injury is just right. You can't be angry."

Yun Wangshu let go of Meng De's arm and saw that Luo Qingsong kept coughing. He quickly told him to calm down and stop being angry. He walked behind him and patted him to calm him down.

Luo Qingsong breathed a little smoother and stopped coughing. He looked at Meng De who was standing unresponsive and snorted coldly.

"Hmph! What are you still doing standing here? Go back to your room. You are not allowed to come out today. You can just shut up and think about your mistakes."

Meng De heard the words and turned around to leave. Yun Wangshu looked at his back with a hint of helplessness in his eyes. Several disciples who were meditating heard the words and turned to look at him with mockery in their eyes.

"I'm so angry. I shouldn't have accepted him in the first place!"

Luo Qingsong looked at Meng De's back and said again. Yun Wangshu's voice was gentle and he said:

"After all, the Meng family has donated a lot of money to our Cangyun sect. Xiao Ma just doesn't like morning classes, so he hasn't caused any trouble."

"Hmph! Morning lessons are the most important thing to check for a martial arts practitioner. He is not even willing to do morning lessons, which shows that he has a bad character."

Luo Qingsong snorted coldly. Yun Wangshu shook her head after hearing this. She had seen Meng De sitting on the boulder in the back mountain many times, still standing motionless in the face of a hundred-foot cliff. This was enough to show that he had a very good character, but he didn't Just willing to go to class early.

In a small room with a bed and a window, it was simple and extremely plain. Meng De sat on the bed and slowly closed his eyes. Cangyun Sect's "Yunsong Heart Method" was running, but the inner breath could not be born.

Meng De opened his eyes and sighed. It had been half a year and he hadn't produced any inner breath. It seemed that his body was really useless.

People who practice martial arts in this world are divided into nine levels, with the first level being the lowest and the ninth level being the highest. There is another level above the ninth level called: Xiantian, also known as the Grandmaster.

The only strong master in the world is the biggest gang in the world ~ Xiao Ao, the master of Xiaoao Hall, is extremely powerful in martial arts. He has reached the innate level beyond the ninth level. He can swing tens of thousands of kilograms with one arm. His body is invulnerable to fire and water. Once upon a time One person resisted a team of 3000 heavy armored cavalry from the Apocalypse Dynasty without defeat.

Meng De's master, Luo Qingsong, has reached the seventh level of inner energy, and his strength is not bad in the world. He once killed hundreds of bandits with one sword.

"Looks like I'd better practice it."

Meng De remembered the body-training technique called "Great Sun Thunder Body" that had appeared in his mind since he could remember it.

At this time, Meng De is still in a life simulation, with no memory of the past. He is considered another him. He will only recover when the life simulation is over and returns.

As for the "Great Sun Thunder Body", he asked the system to leave it to him in advance. Not only that, there are other good things.

Meng De carefully looked at the detailed annotations and introduction of "Great Sun Thunder Body".

"The Great Sun Thunder Body is divided into three layers. The first layer is called the Copper Thunder Body. It can open up 43 meridians in the body and form a cyclone of vitality under the skin. With a little movement, it can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body and condense the Great Sun Thunder Body. Yuan has the effect of tempering flesh and blood and hammering muscles and bones."

"Can I only practice the first level now?"

Although the Great Sun Thunder Body has appeared in his mind since he was a child, he was explicitly ordered to practice it by himself. He must be 16 years old before he can practice it, and he also needs to take medicinal baths from childhood to strengthen his body.

Although he has not practiced any martial arts, Meng De's strength has reached the point where he can swing hundreds of kilograms with one arm.Comparable to a third-grade warrior

Meng De, who was just about to practice, moved his ears slightly. His door opened and Yun Wangshu walked in. Meng De quickly stood up and saluted her respectfully.

"Don't blame your master, he also hates iron."

Yun Wangshu smiled gently at Meng De and told him not to blame Luo Qingsong, but Meng De remained silent.

He also knew that his talent in martial arts was dull and he had not produced inner breath for half a year. Apart from him, the last disciple in his sect who cultivated inner breath only took two months, so Luo Qingsong hated himself.

Yun Wangshu looked at Meng De, sighed, and said in a gentle voice:

"The Mid-Autumn Festival will be in three days. All the disciples will go down the mountain to spend the festival with their parents. It just so happens that you should go back too."

Meng De nodded. He hadn't gone back for exactly half a year. It was time to go back and take a look. Yun Wangshu stood up and left, but when he reached the door, his delicate body stopped, his face turned a little red, and his tone was embarrassing.

"Well, remember to tell your father not to forget this month's payment."

After saying that, Yun Wangshu quickly moved her beautiful legs and performed Qinggong and quickly left Meng De's room. She didn't want to say this.

However, the money of the Cangyun Sect is low, and the warriors are not interested in farming. The poor are poor in culture and rich in martial arts. Generally, the tuition fees paid by the elders of the disciples in the sect are the tuition fees paid by the disciples of the Cangyun Sect. They all come from well-off and wealthy families, so the donations are paid by the elders of the sect. Not much.

But Meng De is different. His father is the richest man in Yun'an City. He is one of the richest people in the world. Even in the Apocalypse Dynasty, he is also famous as a rich man. Master Meng's eldest son is the current number one scholar, a fourth-rank official, and is the son of the current prime minister. A proud disciple with a bright future.

If it weren't for Luo Qingsong saving Master Meng once, although Luo Qingsong was not bad in strength, he would not be able to get along with Master Meng at all.

The reason why Meng De couldn't generate internal energy for half a year and Luo Qingsong didn't drive him away was because Master Meng paid too much money and Luo Qingsong didn't want to let go of Meng De's cash cow.

As for why Meng De didn't leave, his eyes looked at Yun Wangshu's graceful back as he fled, with a hint of inexplicable meaning.

Meng De thought carefully in his mind. This was the first time in the past six months that he had taken the initiative to ask for money. It seemed that most of the Cangyun Sect's money was used to treat Luo Qingsong's injuries.

Not long ago, Luo Qingsong fought with others and came back seriously injured. In the past few days, he has been using precious medicinal materials to treat his injuries. Their food has also become worse. There is less meat and fish, and it is not as good as before.

Thinking of this, Mengde got out of bed, opened his luggage, and took out a four-inch jade box, which contained a fine 300-year-old blood ginseng, which has the effect of replenishing blood and replenishing qi.

He got up and walked out of the room after Yun Wangshu.

Meng De quickened his steps and saw Yun Wangshu's graceful back from a distance. He opened his mouth and shouted:

"Master Wife, wait a moment."

Yun Wangshu, who was thinking about whether he had been too rude just now, stopped when he heard Meng De's shouting. He quickly speeded up and ran to Yun Wangshu.

"What's wrong, Xiao Zhi?"

There was a trace of doubt in Yun Wangshu's eyes and he asked Meng De. He handed the jade box to Yun Wangshu and said:

"I know that the master was injured not long ago, and most of the money sent to him was used to buy expensive medicinal materials for the master. I have a good 300-year-old blood ginseng, which will also help the master's injury."

Looking at the three-inch blood ginseng exposed after opening it, Yun Wangshu's beautiful nose twitched slightly, and he smelled a faint smell of blood and a strong smell of medicine, and a hint of horror appeared in Yun Wangshu's eyes.

The 300-year-old blood ginseng, which was so well preserved, was worth at least several thousand gold, which was several times more expensive than all the medicinal materials used by Luo Qingsong combined. Yun Wangshu subconsciously wanted to refuse.

But Meng De quickly blocked Yun Wangshu's hand and forced the blood ginseng to her, but Yun Wangshu still refused. After all, it was too expensive, and Meng De's monthly payment was only a hundred gold.

There were only two people who pushed and refused, going back and forth several times. The disciples who were passing by after the morning class just saw it, but it had another meaning.

It just so happened that the disciple didn't deal with Meng De, maybe because of jealousy. He was born better than him, had better appearance, and had a better background. Meng De was often ridiculed by him in the sect, but Meng De didn't pay attention to such a small role. .

Du Guang watched Meng De and Yun Wangshu entangled with each other, with a hint of horror in his eyes. This loser dared to touch his wife. This was bullying his master and destroying his ancestors!You must tell the master.

Du Guang then turned around and ran to the practice room to find Luo Qingsong.

After a while, Luo Qingsong and a group of disciples came here under the leadership of Du Guang, and happened to see Meng De extending (pushing) his hand towards Yun Wangshu again.

Suddenly anger appeared in Luo Qingsong's eyes, and he jumped up like an eagle, with the light blue inner energy in his hand surrounding him. He moved his palm quickly and powerfully, as if he was going to kill Meng De.

Yun Wangshu saw Luo Qingsong's palm facing Meng De, his gentle face showed surprise, and he quickly stretched out his hand to pull Meng De behind him. The light blue inner energy was also condensed in his jade hands, and he touched Luo Qingsong's palms.

"collapse!"

The collision of the two palms produced a fierce aftermath, which directly knocked down the surrounding fences. The disciples around him were also knocked back by the aftermath and fell to the ground.

Yun Wangshu is also a seventh-grade warrior, and his strength is even stronger than Luo Qingsong, and he is in the mid-seventh grade.

He was already injured, and his strength was not as good as Yun Wangshu's, but he was knocked back by Yun Wangshu with a palm. He fell into the arms of his disciple, his inner breath was a little confused, and he looked at Yun Wangshu in disbelief.

There was also a trace of anger in Yun Wangshu's eyes. She was fully aware of the power of the palm just now. Even a fourth-level warrior would die if he was hit, let alone Meng De, an ordinary person. She asked Luo Qingsong.

"Qingsong, what are you doing? Why are you so cruel to Xiao Zhan?"

"I want to ask you, why are you protecting him? Du Guang has already told me. Meng De, this little beast, is simply bullying his master and destroying his ancestors by doing something to you!"

Luo Qingsong stood up, pointed at Meng De, his eyes full of anger, and cursed. His words made Meng De's eyes flash with a cold light, and an inexplicable power was reviving in his body.

When Yun Wangshu heard this, did he touch her?What nonsense.How could she let Meng De touch her with her strength? Then something came to her mind.He asked Du Guang sharply.

"Du Guang, what did you see just now? Don't add insult to injury. Tell it exactly."

Du Guang was at a loss when his gentle wife suddenly became harsh. He said that he had just seen Meng De reaching out to flirt with his wife. The wife refused, but Meng De still extended his hand reluctantly.

After listening to Du Guang's words, Luo Qingsong looked at Meng De angrily, and suddenly Yun Wangshu's beautiful eyes showed shame and anger. It was completely nonsense that Meng De was frivolous towards her.

Raising his hand, a line of light cyan inner energy turned into a slap and hit Du Guang's face from the air, leaving an obvious slap mark.

"That's nonsense. I just wanted to give this blood ginseng to me so that I can use it to heal your master's wounds. However, the blood ginseng is too precious and I don't want to accept it. How could you think that in your eyes, he is contemptuous of me? "

Yun Wangshu angrily scolded Du Guang, and Luo Qingsong also saw the blood ginseng in Yun Wangshu's hand. He smelled it with his nose, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes. It was really a good blood ginseng. It is three hundred years old. Could it really be that money tree? given?