Douluo soul bone boy

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, three months passed.

Li Mang also started training with a group of kids who were several years older than him from the second day. Because on the first day, he inadvertently praised Luo Ka, so these days, although Li Mang worked hard, he didn't receive anything. Making things difficult, and even more fortunately, Li Mang actually broke through level 18 under intense training, and was not far away from level 19.

"Xiao Mang, someone is here to pick you up. Come out quickly." Luo Ka knocked on Li Mang's door early in the morning before training started.

"Who is it?" Li Mang sat cross-legged on the stone bed to practice his soul power. When he heard Luo Ka's voice, he immediately opened his eyes and stopped practicing.

"Just leave quickly." Roca seemed anxious. So Li Mang quickly got out of bed, tidied his clothes, and then followed Luo Ka out the door.

When he reached the gate of the training ground, Li Mang couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Ju Douluo?!"

"Ju Douluo!?" Although Luo Ka discovered that Ju Douluo had stronger soul power than him, he thought he was at most a soul master who had just entered Contra. Unexpectedly, the person in front of him turned out to be a titled Douluo.

"Nothing, little guy, come with me." Yue Guan waved his hand, and then waved his hand again, signaling Li Mang to leave here with him.

"Uncle Ju Douluo, what's going on this time?" Li Mang suddenly thought of what he had said about getting a soul bone for Qian Xunji in three months.

"Of course the Pope is looking for you, little guy." Ju Douluo looked back at Li Mang, with a hint of...charming in his eyes.

Li Mang's body trembled, and along the way, Li Mang didn't dare to say a word to Ju Douluo.

After a while, the two people arrived at the Pope's Palace. Ju Douluo bowed and finished speaking before turning around and leaving.

"Come, it's right here. I found the soul beast corpse you need." Qian Xunji stood in front of Li Mang. There were only two people and one soul beast corpse in the entire Pope's Palace.

The spirit beast in front of him was a grass-green mantis, which was as tall as an adult. The sharp mantis knife reflected the cold light.

"Li Mang, since I am your teacher, let me take it and tell you about the origin of this soul beast. This is a -year-old jade mantis, suitable for soul masters of all sword-type martial souls to absorb. There will be no rejection reaction. The person who absorbed the spirit ring of this spirit beast is a deacon in our spirit hall. His spirit is the storm dagger, which matches this spirit ring very well." Qianxunji Squatting on the ground and stroking the two sharp knives of this soul beast.

"Teacher, do you want the soul bone of this soul beast?" Li Mang said respectfully.

"Hahaha, it's already here, can it be another soul beast?" Qian Xunji stood up and laughed.

"Then... okay." After Li Mang finished speaking, Qian Xunji automatically took a few steps away from Li Mang.

Li Mang put his hand on the body of the jade mantis, and the soul power fluctuation immediately appeared. Li Mang thought that this was too easy, no, he had to torment himself and pass out.

So Li Mang used his mental power to stir up the soul power fluctuations, and swam back and forth in the Jade Mantis' body without stopping. At the same time, he kept inputting soul power, just to make himself as miserable as possible.

Half an hour later, the corner of Li Mang's mouth twitched, feeling that his mental power was about to be exhausted, and then he squeezed his abdomen with his soul power. He originally wanted to squeeze out some blood and spurt it out. In the end, Li Mang was still not cruel enough. He retched twice and then stopped. Before his mental power was exhausted, Li Mang casually threw the soul power wave somewhere on the body of the jade mantis, and then fainted gorgeously.

"Huh?" Qian Xunji has been looking at Li Mang not far behind Li Mang. He also felt the fluctuation of soul power, but he did not discover the mystery of it, nor did he see that Li Mang did it deliberately. You have tormented yourself so miserably.

Qianxun quickly called to the people outside the door and sent Li Mang to a resting place in Wuhun Palace for Li Mang to live.

……

"Really!" Qian Xunji cut open the body of the Jade Mantis and found a piece of emerald-green left arm soul bone. It was the same soul bone that had never been used before at the auction.

Qian Xunji held the soul bone in one hand, walked to his throne with blurred eyes, and sat down.

He hesitated. If such a monster cannot be controlled by Wuhun Palace, then he must be destroyed. An inexplicable voice in Qian Xunji's mind told him that he must kill this little guy, otherwise Wuhun Palace will destroy him in the future. A huge fall in his hands.

"Huh..." Qian Xunji closed his eyes and threw the soul bone casually on the ground.

He was reluctant to kill Li Mang, not because of the soul bone, but also because of Li Mang's cultivation talent. At the age of 7, level 18 was already incredible, and he already had the opportunity to challenge and become the youngest titled Douluo. Moreover, Wuhun is also a top-notch weapon soul, and one that matures precociously, not to mention the ability to create soul bones. This kind of person is very suitable to be in charge of Wuhun Palace. If Li Mang can sincerely loyal to Wuhun Palace, then There is a high probability that the next palace master will be Li Mang.

Li Mang, who was sleeping soundly, didn't know that he was almost appointed as the next master of Wuhun Hall by Qian Xunji.

Qian Xunji picked up the soul bones thrown on the ground, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and went to another palace deep in the Pope's Palace, where his father Qian Daoliu lived and practiced.

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The next day, in the morning, Li Mang woke up leisurely. His energy had been fully restored, so he felt very comfortable.

"Dear Lord Shengzi, hello, I am your maid Mo Xiang." A girl of about 20 years old stood beside Li Mang's bed and looked respectfully at Li Mang who had just woken up.

"Holy Son? Me? Are you my maid?" Li Mang looked at the maid Mo Xiang in confusion.

"Yes, that's right. The Pope appointed you as the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace this morning, and I was chosen by the Pope to serve as your maid." Mo Xiang patiently explained to Li Mang.

"It's so hasty, I'm not ready yet." Li Mang didn't seem to have turned around yet. Qian Xunji must have been too anxious.

"By the way, the Pope told you to go to the Pope's Palace to find him when you wake up, and I will freshen up and tidy up for you." Mo Xiang quickly used the warm water that had been prepared to clean up Li Mang.

After all, Mo Xiang had received professional training, so Li Mang came out of the house quickly, wearing a yellow dress. I heard Mo Xiang said it was a gorgeous dress worn by a saint, but in Li Mang's opinion, it was just a yellow dress. Feather suit.

Originally Li Mang didn't want to wear it at all, but as soon as Li Mang said that he didn't want to wear it, Mo Xiang started to cry. Now Li Mang couldn't stand it. His single life in his previous life made Li Mang unbearable when girls cried, so in the end he decided to wear it. Li Mang compromised.

Li Mang walked to the Pope's Hall with familiarity, but today there was an extra seat in the Pope's Hall. On the seat was a gray-haired old man, who looked very much like Qian Xunji.

"Little guy, here we come." Qian Daoliu looked at Li Mang in front of him with a smile.