I wore a fake Douluo

Tangshan didn't know if that soul power was aimed at him, or even how strong that soul power was. Anyway, there was nothing to lose by running for two steps. How about running directly to the wall of the Spirit Hall next time when there was no place to sleep?

Why do you feel that soul power is getting closer and closer?

Tangshan glanced back.

Good guy, flying with swords.

The person standing in front of Feijian Shang was a middle-aged man with white hair, white eyebrows, white robes, and shoes, and a majestic expression.

Standing behind him was a man wearing elegant clothes... He also looked middle-aged, with a joking expression on his face.

Sure enough, this expression is just because you want to fuck yourself, right?Wait, how come the situation between these two people is similar to that of Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi, the leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

Looking at her leisurely look, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to run away, so I just stood at attention and took a look at the situation.

The flying sword stopped in front of Tangshan. Ning Fengzhi stepped off the flying sword and looked at Tangshan for a while.

"Don't run away? The little doll is quite clever."

Ning Fengzhi stepped forward and pinched Tangshan's cheek. Well, children's faces are just so funny.

"Hey, I'm only a little one or six years old, how can I outrun something that can fly." Tangshan pretended to be calm and said with a smile: "Uncle, what do you want from me?"

Looking at Tangshan's calm eyes and slightly trembling legs.

'This kid's kungfu is still not good enough. It's amazing that a six-year-old kid can do this. '

"Little baby, what's your name?" Ning Fengzhi showed a gentle smile, trying to eliminate the fear of the child in front of him.

Tangshan stabilized his trembling legs and his face turned red. After all, Ning Fengzhi didn't hide anything when he looked at his legs.

"My name is Tangshan, the mountain of peaks."

"So Tangshan, are you willing to come with me? I see you are all alone. I am a high-level sect leader. Do you want to study in my sect?"

Tang Shan thought to himself: "Ning Fengzhi is the eighth grader. It seems good to go with him, but he has to go to Notting College, and his wife is still here."

"Uncle, I came to Notting College to study. I have prepared my admission certificate. Even if I leave with you, I will still come back to school when school starts."

Ning Fengzhi frowned: "The teachings in my sect are ten thousand times better than those taught in this college. Why come back to school?"

"My uncle lives not far from here. I can go home and see my dad when I have time to go to school here. If my dad doesn't see me for a long time, he will miss me. I will also miss my dad very much." He endured the discomfort. Pretend to look pitiful.

Ning Fengzhi's heart melted after hearing this. What a wonderful child. A child who loves his father so much must have a good heart.

"Good boy, but it will be a while before school starts. Why don't you go stay with your uncle for a few days first, and ask Grandpa Jian to send you here after school starts." Ning Fengzhi touched Tangshan's head and pointed to the slumped face next to him. Sword Dou Luo Chenxin said.

Tangshan was overjoyed, this feeling was so good, he was worried about being tired from working in the blacksmith shop all day long.

"Uncle, then I'll leave a note for the place where I lived before. I won't bother you for the next few days." Tang Shan bent down towards Ning Fengzhi.

This should be an gesture of thanks, right?interesting.

Ning Fengzhi touched his not-so-smooth chin and said, "I learned calligraphy very early. Just write it. I'll wait for you on the sword." After saying this, Ning Fengzhi climbed onto the flying sword again.

Tangshan scratched his head, I don't have any pen or paper, are you really not going to get me a set?Forget it, just carve it on the wall.

He jogged a few steps and returned to the door of the blacksmith shop. He picked up a brick and used his soul power to carve a few big characters on the wall.

After carving the words, he clapped his hands and said, "Okay, although there are not many words, the meaning is expressed." Tangshan nodded to his words.

Ning Fengzhi looked at the eight characters "Elders come to see you again by fate" written on the wall and sneered.

"Okay Xiaoshan, come up, it's time to return to the clan."

Ning Fengzhi moved back and motioned to the center of Tangshan Station.

Stepping on the flying sword, as Sword Dou Luo Chenxin raised his hand, the flying sword took off.

Bone Douluo on a certain rooftop followed closely.

And a figure appeared on a certain roof.

Tang Yuetian looked unnatural, "What Guawazi said is quite reasonable. If I have such a well-behaved son, I can let you go far away... It should be considered a far away trip for a child."

Tang Yuetian raised his head and looked at the sky, "If I join the Qibao Glazed Sect, I can also find time to do what I need to do..."

After flying for an unknown amount of time, Tangshan, who was holding Ning Fengzhi's thigh tightly, felt that his speed had slowed down. He opened one eye and turned his head to look forward.

What caught the eye was a shocking scene. Putting aside some of the spanned attics, the tall tower in the middle made Tangshan say "f*ck" in his heart. (Although the most spacious attics are n times better than your own home)

The flying sword slowly fell in front of the tower. The door on the bottom floor of the tower opened a small crack, and a cute little head came out.

"Dad!" When Ning Rongrong saw that it was his father, he jumped out and ran to Ning Fengzhi and hugged the other thigh. "Huh? Dad, who is he? Have you accepted another apprentice?" Ning Rongrong blinked her amber eyes. He asked, staring at Tangshan with curious eyes.

"Ah hahaha, Rongrong, your father would like to accept this apprentice, but Xiaoshan seems reluctant." Ning Fengzhi touched Ning Rongrong's little head and smiled.

"Wow?⊙!" Ning Rongrong showed a surprised expression, "Little brother, you are really not afraid of death! Brother Qinghe doesn't even dare to reject my father."

Tangshan:……

As expected of you, Ning Rongrong, who said the most irritating words in the cutest manner.

Ning Fengzhi stepped forward and opened the door and walked to the center of the hall. A pile of railings appeared out of nowhere, covering Ning Fengzhi tightly.

Not long after, the railing automatically moved away, and Ning Fengzhi, wearing the aura of a gold soul coin, appeared.

Although I already knew who this was, I still had to pretend.

"Wow~ Uncle, your clothes are so beautiful⊙w⊙" Tang's acting skills activated, "Uncle must be very high."

"Xiao Shan, you may not have heard of my name when you are young." Ning Fengzhi unfolded his aura as a sect leader, "This is the Qibao Glazed Sect, one of the top sects in the mainland. My uncle wanted you to join the Qibao Glazed Sect. Zong, I have to give up because of my filial piety towards you, but the Qibao Glazed Sect can always accept you, and my uncle can still make the decision on this."

"Thanks...thank you, Uncle."

'Is this the aura of a strong man? There are hundreds of millions of points of praise. '

Tangshan showed a sincere smile to Ning Fengzhi.

"My surname is Ning. From now on, just call me Uncle Ning." Ning Fengzhi put away his domineering attitude, "From now on, you can call me Grandpa Jian. Also, Uncle Gu, don't hide, come out and recognize your face."

A scrawny old man fell next to Ning Fengzhi, "You can call me Grandpa Bone from now on." After saying that, Ning Fengzhi put her hand on Ning Rongrong's head and said, "This is my uncle's daughter, her name is Ning Rongrong. Just now I feel your bone age and I see that Rongrong is a little younger than you, so I can call you sister."

"Sister Rongrong is so cute." Tangshan could finally please people without pretending, after all, little Rongrong made him look so cute.

Ning Rongrong's face turned red quickly when she heard this, "Thank you, brother, what is your name?"

"Tangshan, the mountain of peaks."

"Okay Brother Tangshan, ah! Brother Tangshan, you are bleeding!"

"No problem, no problem! I'll do it myself."

Tangshan wiped the blood from his nose and cursed in his heart for not living up to expectations. It was obvious that the blood on his face was just an exaggeration of rhetoric. Damn it.

"Haha... It seems that you two have similar personalities. By the way, Xiaoshan, what is your martial spirit? My uncle can show it to you so that you can avoid taking some detours in the future." As soon as Tangshan wiped away the blood, Ning Fengzhi came together again Come up.

Tangshan showed an unnatural expression...

After all, on the surface, his martial spirit is Blue Silver Grass. If Ning Fengzhi sees his martial spirit, will he take back his words that he can always be taken in?After all, I am not the original protagonist. The small world competes for energy and my physique cannot be improved quickly. It is true that I may not be able to maintain the progress of the original protagonist.

"What's wrong? Is the martial spirit weak? You don't have to be inferior to Xiaoshan. How can a weak eighth-level innate soul power be any weaker? Your uncle has never seen anything in the world." Ning Fengzhi thought Tangshan was afraid of seeing such a big business in his family. The martial soul he released was despised by him.

Then Tangshan released his own martial spirit, Blue Silver Grass...

Ning Fengzhi:......

I have never seen this world before!

"Ahem... Xiao Shan, here... there are no weak martial spirits, only weak soul masters, so don't be discouraged, and your Lan Yincao's innate soul power can actually reach level eight. What if your Lan Yincao is a Where's the mutated martial spirit, right? It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Ning Fengzhi said softly.

"Uncle Ning, I think so too. As long as you work hard, even Lan Yincao can become a titled Douluo!"

puff!

Ning Fengzhi had just taken out the kettle from the soul guide and wanted to drink some water to calm down when he heard such confident words of ambition, uttered by a Blue Silver Grass soul master.

What a big heart...

"You two play together first. Uncle has some time to go up in advance. Rongrong, take your brother Tangshan around. Uncle Gu, please arrange a place for Xiaoshan to live." After saying that, Ning Fengzhi put his forehead on his head and headed to the upper floor of the sect leader's tower. He muttered in a voice that only he could hear: "Strength is not important, strength is not important... Tangshan is very filial, Tangshan is very filial... Hard work will bring miracles, hard work will bring miracles..."