Clown Douluo of Douluo continent

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The Qibao Glazed Sect has recently begun to work hard to build those hidden weapons. What Ning Fengzhi did not expect was that no matter how hard their skilled craftsmen from the Qibao Glazed Sect studied, they would not be able to assemble these hidden weapons. They had no choice but to send them all to Tang San after they were finished. .

Xu Mo was sitting in Sword Douluo's residence in the back mountain, holding a sword straw in his hand. He still didn't know anything about it, and Sword Douluo also frowned more and more.

"My Seven Kills Sword Technique is really difficult to practice. With your current practice progress, you will be able to master it in about ten years."

Sword Douluo looked at Xu Mo in front of him and said. Xu Mo bit his lip. Ten years was too long. He had obtained this powerful soul skill, but had no ability to use it. It was a waste of this soul skill. His own The swordsmanship is so bad that it is impossible to use it in actual combat.

"Boy, don't worry, practicing swordsmanship is boring, and it's even more difficult to reach the peak of your swordsmanship. As long as I'm here, you will still have a chance in the future."

Sword Douluo could only comfort him like this.

Xu Mo stubbornly began to practice Sword Douluo's Seven Kills Sword Technique. His dream was to become a figure like a sword immortal. It seemed impossible to break the galaxy with a sword energy.

But the next moment, Xu Mo stopped the sword in his hand, causing Sword Douluo to raise his brows, indicating that he was about to give up.

Xu Mo inserted the sword straw into the ground and looked at Sword Douluo excitedly:

"I shouldn't stick to one move or another. The difference between an ordinary swordsman and a soul master is soul power."

Sword Douluo looked at Xu Mo doubtfully, isn't this common sense? Although his Seven Kills sword technique is powerful, it also requires the blessing of his soul power.

Xu Mo pulled out the sword straw, and his soul power gathered on the sword straw. He waved it out gently, and a black soul power surged out, easily bringing up a large piece of broken grass to fly all over the sky, but this sword energy was not exhausted. , did not dissipate until dozens of meters away.

"What a sharp sword spirit"

Sword Douluo raised his eyebrows. Such sharp sword energy was rare. Even he who was at the same level back then might not be able to release such sharp sword energy.

Xu Mo looked at the sword straw in his hand excitedly. He had no moves, so he used sword energy. The simplest sword energy, the irresistible sword energy.

"Thank you for your guidance."

Xu Mo saluted happily to Sword Douluo. Sword Douluo shook his head. Only Xu Mo could do this method. After all, only Xu Mo's sword straw could possess such sharp sword energy. He could fight solely by sword energy. too dangerous.

Xu Mo was very excited after he figured it out. He even used his sword energy to create a set of seven-kill sword techniques that were both tangible and godless, cutting the earth around him into shape. With such a powerful sword, straw, anything that has a god can only be tangible. enough

Sword Douluo also didn't expect that such a freak would appear after the collision between Xu Mo's terrifying straw sword and his seven-kill sword technique that wasn't even half a bucket of water.

"came back"

Zhang Na sat on the bedside, shaking her legs and looking at Xu Mo who was covered in grass with a smile. Xu Mo nodded, and Xu Sanduo beside her also looked at the two smiling people:

"When will I give my grandpa a great-grandson?"

Xu Mo and Zhang Na paused at the same time, looking at each other awkwardly, their faces turned red, and they looked away at the same time:

"Grandpa, what are you talking about? We are still young."

Xu Sanduo snorted:

"You're still young. When I was your age, your dad would call me dad."

Xu Mo coughed, and then looked at Zhang Na. Today, Zhang Na has waist-length black hair, a good face, and a good figure. She is very tall and slim, especially her long legs. Compared with Luo a few years ago, Li looked simply too big.

Zhang Na felt Xu Mo's gaze, took the pillow from the edge of the bed, covered her legs, and glared at Xu Mo, who looked away awkwardly.

"I'm going to take a shower"

Xu Mo used Bath Escape and left this embarrassing situation.

Just after taking a shower, I saw Zeng Ji standing respectfully in the main hall. When he saw Xu Mo coming out, he took a few steps forward and said:

"Holy Son, the sect master invites you to go to the main hall to discuss the mainland soul master competition."

Xu Mo nodded and went to the main hall with Zeng Ji. As soon as he arrived at the main hall, Xu Mo could see that Ning Fengzhi was discussing something with Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo, and his expression was very solemn.

"Meet the sect leader and make offerings to your lord."

Seeing Xu Mo coming, Ning Fengzhi and the other three stopped their discussion. Ning Fengzhi looked at Xu Mo and said:

"You should already know about the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Competition, right?"

Xu Mo nodded. This is a grand ceremony for young soul masters across the continent. Countless young genius soul masters under the age of 25 will participate.

"The Soul Master Competition is a big competition. At that time, I will leave the sect to preside over the opening ceremony. If you are not interested, you can stay in the sect with Uncle Gu for a while."

Since the current situation in the mainland is unclear, Ning Fengzhi does not want Xu Mo to go out and show his face at this juncture.

Xu Mo didn't refuse. This grand event had nothing to do with him, so he might as well concentrate on training. If he really wanted to find out the identity of Tang San's time traveler, he would have to at least be on an equal footing with him in the future.

"Recently, the ministers of Wuhun Palace have been living in seclusion, and their movements are unknown. Except for Ju Gui and the two of them, it is almost impossible to find out the news."

Sword Douluo said slowly, and Xu Mo also raised his eyebrows, what is the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect?

Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly. Now that the major forces on the mainland have been stabilized, what confidence does Wuhun Palace have to compete with so many forces? You must know that a few decades ago, Wuhun Palace was even slightly inferior to Haotian Sect.

Rubbing the center of his eyebrows, Ning Fengzhi asked Xu Mo to retreat first, and Xu Mo left after saluting.

"Uncle Jian, if Wuhun Palace really takes action, how certain are you that our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect will be immortal?"

Ning Fengzhi stared at Sword Douluo, who frowned slightly:

"Fengzhi, what are you talking about?"

Ning Fengzhi shook his head:

"Tell me, Uncle Jian."

Sword Douluo took a deep breath:

"There are currently eleven Titled Douluo that Wuhun Palace can investigate. What's more, there is still that one here. If Wuhun Palace's true army invades the territory, plus the old bone dragon, the certainty is less than [-]%."

Ning Fengzhi sighed and smiled slightly, Wuhun Palace, Wuhun Palace

Sitting cross-legged in the hall, Xu Mo stared blankly at the moon. He couldn't see clearly. At first, he just wanted to use his identity as a soul master to make a lot of money and support his grandfather. Later, he showed his talent and successfully got into Ning Qingzhe's employ. Work, now he is the Holy Son of Qibao Glazed Sect.

The Qibao Glazed Sect's personnel transfers have also been very frequent recently. He also knows that some people in the mainland can't stand it anymore. He has seen a lot of conspiracies and tricks in his previous life, but Xu Mo has no clue now.

"Why, I've been watching the moon again for three years. Don't you get tired of it?"

A scent of fragrance floated to the tip of his nose in the wind. Xu Mo smiled slightly and looked at Zhang Na who was sitting next to him with his head propped up.

Zhang Na looked at Xu Mo:

"Why, it's okay to be worried again. You are the Holy Son after all."

Xu Mo shook his head:

"No, the sect master has already taken care of things inside and outside the sect in order. I, the holy son, don't need to worry about it. Maybe it's really me who is looking for trouble."

Zhang Na shook her head and stretched out her hand to wrap Xu Mo's scarf:

"When you sit in this position, you should think. You must have your own ideas. Whether it is your own future or the future of the sect, you need to think about it. This is your responsibility."

Xu Mo shook his head. He was just a Soul Lord with low cultivation. All he could do now was practice well. Thinking too much might not be right.