Douluo: Wuhun Qian Renxue shocked Bibi Dong

Chapter 56 Obtaining a Favor from Ghost

Chapter 56 Obtaining a Favor from Ghost

Listening to the proud voice of the old chrysanthemum.

The ghost is really itching his teeth with hatred.

He said sternly: "Old Juhua, drive your carriage carefully, don't go astray!"

"Haha." Ju Yueguan sneered.

The ghost looked expectantly, looked at Su Changtian, and said, "How are you, little guy? Is there any?"

"Articles are made by nature, and come by chance." Su Changtian said calmly, "As Yue Guan said, this depends on opportunity."

When the ghost heard this, his body trembled.

He murmured: "The article is made by nature, and it comes by chance. Tsk, tsk, tsk, little guy, you are so talented!"

"Doesn't this poem express the point of view just mentioned by Old Juhua?"

"Yes, Taoism is natural. Articles are made naturally without any artificial addition. They are obtained accidentally by highly skilled people!"

Ghost gained a lot and felt a sudden enlightenment.

Suddenly, Gui Mei felt that his situation had opened up a lot and his horizons were higher.

"Articles are made by nature, but they can be found by chance!" The ghost murmured again, keeping this poem in mind.

Juyueguan, who was driving the carriage, was shaken and looked incredulous.

"What a pure poem. Although it is simple, it enlightens people and makes them understand more about the world!"

Juyueguan's chrysanthemum eyes were filled with excitement.

He memorized Su Changtian's poem.

"Any more, little one!"

"Do you still feel anything now?"

The ghost's breathing was a little rapid and he couldn't help but ask.

Su Changtian touched his nose, and then said: "Yes, yes, but if I give you poetry, you will be equivalent to owing me a favor, and you will have to repay it in the future."

After hearing this, the ghost was startled.

He didn't expect that this little guy would actually start playing tricks on people.

After thinking about it, Gui Mei felt that this little guy Su Changtian's favor should be easy to repay.

After all, he is only six years old.

Therefore, the ghost nodded and said affirmatively: "Okay, then I owe you a favor!"

"Come on, little one, I want to hear your poetry."

Juyueguan, who was driving the carriage, suddenly became interested.

He pricked up his ears, listened carefully to the conversation in the carriage, and said to himself: "The little guy is going to compose poetry again, I have to listen carefully."

Both Gui Mei and Juyue Guan pricked up their ears and began to listen carefully.

Su Changtian didn't show off and said directly: "Ghost, there is a poem that suits you very well."

"You will be a hero in life, and you will be a hero in death!"

"When you live, you must be a hero among men, and when you die, you must be a hero among ghosts!"

"Gift to you!"

After hearing this, the ghost body shook wildly.

"You will be a hero in life, and you will be a hero in death!"

A sharp light flashed in the ghostly eyes, and he couldn't help but repeat.

At the same time, these words were deeply imprinted in Gui Mei's mind.

This awakened a dusty memory from many years ago.

When I was young, the ghost died once.

But because the martial soul he awakened at the age of six was a ghost.

Therefore, the ghost on the verge of death merged with his own martial spirit ghost, and from then on became a very special half-dead state.

He himself merges with the martial spirit.

Therefore, now, when you show yourself to others on the outside, you are actually showing yourself to others with your martial spirit!

Not even the ghost himself can remember his true appearance.

Although he has turned into this special half-dead form, Gui Mei has never given up on practicing.

He practiced crazily, worked hard to improve his cultivation, finally proved himself, and trampled under his feet all those who once looked down on him.

Therefore, this ancient poem is very close to the life experience of ghosts.

<divclass="contentadv">He liked it very much and couldn't help but laugh loudly at this moment and said: "You will be a hero in life, and you will be a hero in death!"

"Hahaha, I, the ghost, have my own poem!"

The ghost smiled very happily and arrogantly.

Now the luxurious carriage is driving on a dirt road, surrounded by dense jungle.

The ghostly laughter scared away many birds and insects.

Juyueguan's body trembled, and he felt that the poem the ghost had obtained was very artistic and inspiring.

"Yes."

"When you're alive, be a hero, and after you die, be a hero!"

"As a soul master, you must have character!"

Ju Yue secretly said with concern.

Although this was a poem sent by Su Changtian to the ghost, Ju Yueguan secretly remembered it and felt that it had the effect of encouraging him to move forward.

The ghost showed a happy smile and said, "Little guy, I like your poem very much."

"Haha, I owe you a favor!"

"When you get back, if you have anything you need me to do, just tell me."

"Okay." Su Changtian replied calmly. He could see that this ghost was very happy.

At the same time, Su Changtian was secretly thinking whether he should write some love poems and give them to Qian Renxue.

For example: Once upon a time, there was nothing like water in the sea, except for Wushan, it was not like clouds.

Or: the clothes are getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it anymore, and I feel haggard because of the beauty.

Another example: When will we know each other when we miss each other? It is embarrassing at this time and night. Entering the door of my lovesickness, you know that my lovesickness is painful. I miss you for a long time, but I miss you for a long time. I miss you endlessly. If I had known that it would be so annoying, it would be as if we didn't know each other at the beginning.

……

In the Douluo Continent, where force is valued, a soul master with strong cultivation and the ability to recite poems and compose poems is really a plus.

If Su Changtian presented a love poem to Qian Renxue, she would definitely like it.

only.

Su Changtian is still young now, so it is not appropriate to write love poems to Qian Renxue.

"And why should I take the initiative?"

"Let this little Xue'er take the initiative."

Su Changtian thought to himself, a little arrogant.

The ghosts were immersed in joy along the way.

The carriage moved quickly.

About half an hour.

The luxurious carriage stopped at the foot of an extremely majestic mountain.

"Little one, we're here."

Juyueguan said.

Afterwards, Ju Yueguan, Gui Mei, and Su Changtian got off the carriage.

Juyueguan began to introduce:

"This Martial Arts Academy is built in this mountain. The academy is very large and stretches ten thousand meters long."

"Moreover, various mimicry training environments have been established in the academy, suitable for martial souls with various attributes to practice!"

"Well, I understand." Su Changtian said.

When Juyueguan was introducing Su Changtian.

At the guard booth at the foot of the mountain, a group of college guards slowly walked over.

They were wearing black helmets and black armor, holding spears and swords in their hands. They were extremely majestic and had a strong sense of oppression.

These guards are the first line of defense to protect Wuhun Academy.

After they came towards each other, when they saw Ju Yueguan, Gui Mei, and Su Changtian, they immediately put down their weapons, knelt on the ground, and saluted respectfully.

"Meet the two elders!"

The guards were extremely respectful and there was no dissenter.

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