Douluo Continent's Soul Handwriting

"The important condition for victory in a two-on-two martial spirit duel is tacit understanding. Nine Heart Begonia and Blue Silver Grass have no compatibility at all. Xiaosan's strange steps greatly reduce the chance of him being injured, and Li Xuan's first martial spirit cannot be used at all. "

"Li Xuan's second Wuhun Qiankun Hunyuan Pen cannot be blessed individually. In a few days, Xiaosan will have an interactive exchange meeting between Notting College and Kading Junior College. The two-on-two competition is entirely up to you. Li Xuan's Wuhun can't help you."

The carriage drove through the fields and jungles, and the beautiful scenery made Li Xuan's irritable mood become comfortable. Li Xuan looked up at the sky and lay down next to the horse driver to bask in the sun. Tang San walked out of the carriage shed and slowly sat next to Li Xuan.

With her legs together and her plum blossom fingers close to her trouser legs, Li Xuan glanced at Tang San who was training next to him, and continued to learn to cultivate and improve his soul power.

Li Xuan has zero foundation in training, and Li Xuan has absolutely no idea how to improve his soul power. His only way now is to imitate, and there is no need to imitate even if he has it.

Cross-legged, he felt with all his heart the fluctuations caused by the martial soul and soul ring in his body. Among the two martial arts in his body, the martial soul Qiankun Hunyuan Brush was like a coiling dragon impacting Li Xuan's soul. It was venting its dissatisfaction. The Qiankun Hunyuan Brush had its own consciousness. Ability is one of the most difficult martial arts to control and use.

Li Xuan's heart was free to perceive the fluctuation of the martial soul released by the Qiankun Hunyuan Pen. The Qiankun Hunyuan Pen floated in the center of his mind, surrounded by black chains that controlled the Qiankun Hunyuan Pen. Li Xuan's pain became more comfortable.

Li Xuan slowly opened her eyes. Seeing Tang San's strange gaze, Li Xuan quickly backed away, folded her arms and asked rationally: "What are you going to do! I'm not interested in boys."

"Be a low-key person. If people don't offend me, I won't offend. If anyone offends me, I will punish them." Tang San stared at Li Xuan with locked eyes. What did he seem to be hoping for? Li Xuan's mind was a little confused and he couldn't turn around. He thought Tang San was going to write a poem, so he casually said something.

"You must not bully your master and destroy your ancestors, commit adultery and lust, or bully others by relying on your power. I admit that I cannot follow your poems and that I am not good at learning."

Li Xuan suddenly realized that his eyes were fluttering, and he looked at Tang San without knowing what he was doing. What he just said should be one of the Tang Sect rules, and I was smart enough not to say anything more.

"The ghosts are worried when they see the red rock mountain coming out. Inside the mountain's hidden door is a sealed treasure record. The weapons are made of iron and jade, and the hands are immune to poison. The purple light and shadow control the dragon to capture it."

Tang San said that he turned around and walked into the carriage shed, leaving behind Li Xuan who was still thinking in a daze. The scene outside the carriage kept changing. The carriage entered Notting City for several hours, and two girls, Cailing Xiaowu, stood outside Notting College.

"Brother Li Xuan, you are finally back." Cai Ling quickly ran into Li Xuan's arms, her little horns exposed and slightly pressed against Li Xuan. Li Xuan tenderly stroked Cai Ling's long hair, "Cai Ling, I will always protect and love you. "

"Brother Li Xuan," Cailing shyly raised her head and gave Li Xuan a warm smile, "I believe you, brother Li Xuan, I want to eat." Cailing rubbed her stomach that was already growling.

"Teacher, can you postpone going to Wuhun Hall for a few hours?" Li Xuan's eyes drifted towards the master, looking at him with pleading eyes. Without the teacher, Li Xuan would not dare to take Cai Ling to dinner.

"Hmm! Cai Ling, I'll take you to eat outside the college." Facing Master Cai Ling, he turned serious into a smile, and pulled the two girls towards the Notting Hotel.Notting Hotel is a high-end hotel in Notting City. It is built on the oblique corner in front of the Wuhun Hall in Notting City. The master's intention is very clear to take Li Xuan and Tang San to test the current level of soul power.

"Little San, what does the poem you read in the car mean?"

"Guijianchou is the place where I died and was reborn. Li Xuan, you are not a six-year-old child at all. You are from another world like me."

"How did you find out? I obviously didn't." Li Xuan asked in confusion. Tang San was smarter than he thought.

"When I took out the concealed weapon, I didn't feel surprise or curiosity in your eyes. You didn't seem to be interested in the concealed weapon I used at all. Instead, you were interested in my pace."

"The soul power you released when you were cultivating on the carriage is similar to the internal power of my Xuantian Kungfu, and there is a special sense of familiarity."

"In addition, one of the Tang Sect rules is the one you accepted, so you can be sure that you are from the Tang Sect like me."

Li Xuan faced Tang San with a smile. Tang San was right, "Although my past life in Bashu is like a dream, I have no regrets about entering the Tang sect in this life." This sentence is not for nothing.

"My disciple Li Xuan, there is no Tang Sect in the Douluo Continent, Xiaosan, don't you plan to create a Tang Sect here?"

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