Chapter 2 Innate Soul Power
Chapter 2 Innate Soul Power
In a courtyard of the Qibao Liuli Sect, there are green trees, birds singing and flowers blooming. In a pond next to a rockery, some fish and shrimps are swimming happily. Under an ancient green tree, a swing is swinging non-stop. A little girl in a white dress and short pink hair puffs up her cheeks and looks at three figures sitting on stone benches in the distance with dissatisfaction, her slender legs kicking the air non-stop.
"Humph! Bad dad! Stinky dad! You won't let Grandpa Gu and Grandpa Jian play with me! Humph! I'll kick you to death!"
On the stone bench in the distance, Ning Fengzhi, who looked elegant and gentle, and was wearing a spotless white robe, looked to be in his forties, with gentle eyes, and looked like an ordinary person. At this moment, he was talking about something with a sad face.
"Alas, I wonder when the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect will be able to produce another Sea-Suppressing Divine Needle."
Upon hearing this, the skinny old man next to him hurriedly comforted him.
"Feng Zhi, we all know everything you have done for the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, but genius is hard to come by, all we can do is wait."
On the other side was an old man wearing a spotless snow-white robe, with white hair and beard. His long silver hair was neatly combed behind his back. He had a simple appearance and a face as delicate as that of a baby. He also fits the description.
"Yes, Feng Zhi, you have done a great job. Over the past few decades, the sect has continued to grow, and Lao Gutou and I have witnessed it."
"Alas." Ning Fengzhi, who was sitting in the middle, sighed deeply. "Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, Rongrong has a ninth-level innate soul power. I will definitely pass on the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect to Rongrong in the future, but you also know that the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Tower has its flaws. Fengzhi has no regrets in having the company of the two elders in his life, but as the leader of a sect and a father, I have to be fully prepared for what will happen in the future."
Just when Ning Fengzhi was about to say thank you, a hurried shout suddenly came from a distance.
"Sect Master! Sect Master!"
The three of them looked and saw an old man running towards them quickly.
"Ning Xi greets the Sect Master, and greets the two Douluo Jian and Gu." Coming up to the three of them, the old man straightened his clothes, and then saluted each of them one by one.
"Fourth Elder, why are you here so hastily? Is there something urgent?"
Strange, the Fourth Elder should be in the process of awakening his martial soul at this time, which made him rush here in such a hurry. Could it be that a genius appeared when awakening his martial soul?
Thinking of this, Ning Fengzhi felt excited and kept praying that things would be as he imagined.
"Master, you can finally put down the heavy stone hanging in your heart."
As the Fourth Elder finished speaking, Ning Fengzhi stared at the Fourth Elder in front of him with joy.
"Are you serious? Our sect has produced a ninth-level innate combat spirit master?"
Hearing this, the fourth elder smiled and shook his head.
Seeing the Fourth Elder shook his head, Ning Fengzhi's expression instantly became a little depressed.
"That's an innate level 8 combat spirit master?"
Hearing this, the Fourth Elder shook his head again, and then he saw that Ning Fengzhi's expression had dropped a little again, so he decided not to keep the secret any longer and spoke excitedly.
"Why don't you dare to guess in the big direction, Sect Master? If it was an innate level 8 combat spirit master, I wouldn't have rushed here so hastily, Sect Master! God bless our Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect! Your decades of continuous recruitment of civilian children have not been in vain! Today, a child with innate full spirit power has joined our Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect!"
"real!"
After hearing what the Fourth Elder said, Ning Fengzhi, who was always elegant and easy-going, was overwhelmed with joy. He quickly walked to the Fourth Elder, held the Fourth Elder's shoulders tightly with both hands, and spoke excitedly.
“Hahahaha! God bless our Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect! Tell me quickly, what kind of martial spirit is he!”
"Replying to Sect Master, it is a silver-white sword."
Looking at Ning Fengzhi in front of him, who was as happy as a child who got his favorite toy, the Fourth Elder felt happy in his heart as well. After all, he had watched Ning Fengzhi grow up.
"Big sword, big sword." Ning Fengzhi kept muttering something after getting the answer. Then he looked at Jian Douluo beside him. His expression changed from joy just now, and he asked seriously.
"Uncle Jian, Feng Zhi needs your help."
"You want me to take him in as my apprentice, right? You don't even need to tell me that. When I heard that his martial spirit was a sword-type martial spirit, I had already made the plan to take him in as my apprentice."
After answering Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin said to Gu Rong beside him with a teasing look on his face.
"Haha, I didn't expect that my first disciple would have innate full soul power. Finally, someone has inherited my skills. I'm not like someone who can't even find a disciple. He has all the skills but can't pass them on. Oh, how pitiful."
After hearing this, Gu Rong, who was beside Chen Xin, said with a hint of anger in his tone and unconvinced.
"Who are you talking about, you bitch! Who knows how you got such a lucky chance to meet such a good child? I'm afraid you must have used up all the blessings from your previous lives. Besides, that child hasn't agreed to be your disciple yet."
"What did you say, Bones?"
"I said you got damn lucky!"
"Say it again if you can!"
"Just say it, shit luck, shit luck, shit luck!"
"I'm an old man, but I'm good at talking. Come and fight me if you can!"
"Come here! Who's afraid of you!"
"come!"
Ning Fengzhi, who was standing by, was also upset when he heard the two people bickering.
What do you mean by having shit luck? Isn't this cursing the entire Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect?
Then he coughed twice, interrupting the bickering between the two.
"Fourth Elder, take me to see the child quickly."
"Master, this way please."
After saying that, he walked to the front and led the way for Ning Fengzhi.
Upon seeing this, the two Douluos snorted coldly and followed, competing with each other to see who would arrive first. They bumped into each other along the way and had verbal disputes from time to time.
Ning Rongrong, who had been swinging on the swing in the distance, saw that everyone had left the courtyard, so she jumped off the swing and followed them curiously.
The group hurried to the inner courtyard hall, only to see a handsome young man with long hair eating in small bites.
After seeing the group of people outside the door, the boy immediately put down the food in his hand, hurriedly stood up from his chair, and walked in front of them.
"Su Li greets Sect Master Ning and the two Douluo."
At this time, Ning Fengzhi had regained his usual elegant and gentle appearance, and his deep gaze kept sizing up the small figure in front of him.
"Don't be so formal. From the moment you joined the sect, we have been a family. From now on, you can call me Uncle Ning."
"Okay, Uncle Ning."
"Well, okay, I will call you Xiao Su from now on. Xiao Su, summon your martial spirit and show it to Uncle Ning."
"Okay, Uncle Ning."
After saying that, an exquisite sword with a mostly silver-white color, black base, light gold decoration and gray carvings appeared in front of everyone.
Feeling Su Li's soul power in front of them, Ning Fengzhi and the two Douluo nodded silently.
"Okay Xiao Su, take your martial spirit back."
"Let me introduce you. The person next to me is Gu Rong, Gu Douluo. You can call him Grandpa Gu."
"Hello, Grandpa Gu." Upon hearing this, Su Li turned and said to Gu Rong.
"Oh, okay, okay, I will call you Xiao Su from now on." After saying that, he did not forget to glare at Chen Xin, as if to say, look, Xiao Su called me grandpa first, not you.
As a long-time friend, Chen Xin understood what Gu Rong meant. He blew his beard and glared back at him.
"This is Sword Douluo Chen Xin, you can call him Grandpa Sword."
Hearing this, Su Li called Chen Xin "Grandpa Sword" again.
Please give me more suggestions. The author has been under pressure for ten years. I am not afraid of no one criticizing me, but I am afraid that no one will say anything.
(End of this chapter)