Douluo's opening with a bird

Chapter 120 The Soul Guidance Device Becomes a Lifestyle

After a while, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun woke up one after another.

When Dai Mubai just opened his eyes, he stared at the gorgeous ceiling of the lounge for a long time before realizing belatedly that the game was over.

When his thoughts slowly came back, he suddenly sat up from the sofa as if he had thought of something.

Ma Hongjun, who was holding a glass of warm water, noticed that someone was looking at him. When he raised his head, his gaze happened to hit Dai Mubai's rather evil eyes. It was rare to see clearly the concern hidden in this man's eyes: "Hey, are you awake?"

"Yes." Dai Mubai reached out and pinched the aching forehead. He didn't ask why he was lying here, nor why Ma Hongjun looked a little bad: "Why are there only a few of us, and where are the others?"

Ma Hongjun glanced at Tang San, who was meditating and adjusting his breath, and lowered his voice and said softly: "There was someone knocking on the door just now. The dean followed him out and hasn't come back yet. As for the other people... I don't know very well."

Although the two of them deliberately controlled their volume when talking, no matter how soft the voice was, it seemed extra easy in such a quiet environment. Long Yuchen, who was already a light sleeper, was naturally awakened.

"Well..." Long Yuchen rubbed his eyes and sat up: "You are finally awake."

"The others will follow Old Zhao back to the academy first." Yunhe, who was drawing something on the white paper, raised his head and glanced at Dai Mubai. He answered his question while covering the pen in his hand: "How do you feel now?"

Dai Mubai shook his head: "Xiaoyu's treatment is very effective. All my injuries have healed, but... I still have a headache."

"It's just a headache." Yunhe picked up the half-drawn paper and took a look at the overall effect. He found that it was not much different from the image in his memory before receiving the ring: "The physical scars are easy to heal, but the mental scars are easy to heal. But the fatigue can only be repaired by a good sleep, this..."

"when--"

Before Yun He finished speaking, the clock hanging on the wall reached the top of the hour. The melodious sound of the bell successfully suppressed the half of Yun He's unspoken words back into his stomach.

Kong Wanqing glanced at the door of the lounge, put away the unread book in his hand and stood up: "Let's go when you wake up. It's already very late."

When everyone followed Kong Wanqing and pushed open the door to the lounge, Flanders was leaning on the door frame, his eyes of unknown emotion under black-rimmed glasses quietly staring at an unspecified place in front of him.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned his head and looked at the people walking out of the lounge: "You just woke up, don't you plan to rest a little longer?"

"Now that you're all awake, let's go back to the academy and rest." Yun He shrugged and added: "The staff of Soto City's Great Soul Fighting Arena have come here several times just now to urge us."

Flanders' eyes circled around Tang San, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, and found that they were all in good condition before nodding and saying: "You just woke up, I originally wanted to let you rest for a while. , but since you all want to go back to the academy, I have no problem with it, let’s go.”

Under the expectant eyes of the front desk staff, the five people wearing masks followed the three teachers out of the spirit fighting arena.

……

It was past one o'clock in the morning, and the entrance to the originally bustling Douhun Arena was rare and quiet. In the huge square, there was only a very rustic-looking iron carriage parked near the fountain.

The two horses pulling the cart in front lowered their heads and seemed to have fallen asleep.

As the crowd approached, the two horses opened their eyes alertly and snorted in welcome when they saw that it was the people from Shrek Academy.

Tang San was stunned for a moment when he saw this carriage. He looked at it for a while before reaching out and touching it: "This carriage seems to be different from other carriages."

Ma Hongjun smiled when he heard this: "This carriage was originally a truck specially purchased by the college to transport supplies, but Xiao Mo and Xiao Yan modified the carriage and used it for more than just transporting supplies."

After all... no truck is so luxurious that it not only uses fine iron to make the carriage, but also has no less than ten formation patterns engraved on the entire truck.

'Will the modified carriage... be any different from other carriages? '

Until he got into the carriage, Tang San had this question in his heart.

But it wasn't until he actually sat down and the horses pulling the carriage started running under the command of Ma Hongjun that he realized that the carriage was unusual.

First, there's speed.

Most of the compartments of this carriage are made of fine iron, and there are so many people sitting in it. Logically speaking, the carriage should not move too fast, but in fact, this fine iron horse with the logo of Shrek Academy The car ran like a galloping Mustang, it was ridiculously fast.

The key was that the carriage ran so fast and was still stable enough. Sitting in the carriage, he hardly felt the bumps of an ordinary carriage.

This is amazing!

Not to mention on this continent, even in his previous life, he had never seen such a fast and comfortable carriage!

How exactly is this done?

Tang San couldn't help but touch the carriage. The cold touch was undoubtedly metal, but the surface was not smooth, like a piece of soap that had been rubbed with a brush.

Under his purple devil eyes, these carvings glowed with a faint silver light, as if moonlight was flowing rapidly on them.

I guess this is the difference between this carriage and other carriages.

However...a few scratches can actually make the heavy fine iron become as light as nothing without being frivolous at all. Is this really reasonable?

After pondering for a long time, Tang San subconsciously touched the '24 Bridges on the Moonlight Night' tied around his waist, feeling that his understanding of this continent was a little clearer.

But the more he understood, the more awe he felt.

'Shrek Academy is really secretive. '

No wonder the teacher strongly recommended him to study at Shrek Academy.

……

In Tang San's wild thoughts, the carriage finally stopped in front of a bamboo forest hung with a few soul-guiding lamps.

Shrek Academy is finally here.

After saying goodbye to everyone at the school gate, Kong Wanqing and Yun He walked along the quiet bluestone path to the lake upstream of Shanying Hot Spring.

The transplanted purple bamboos by the lake seemed to like this place very much. In just three years, they grew from a few to a lush purple bamboo forest.

Through the soft light of the soul guide lamp, Kong Wanqing, who was outside the bamboo forest, vaguely saw the half-covered small bamboo building.

——The small bamboo building was naturally the residence built by Yun He and Kong Wanqing themselves.

"Tsk, I just can't stand the trouble at my old age." Returning to his own territory, Yunhe finally relaxed a little, and his handsome face showed a bit of exhaustion: "I'm going to bed first, you Also go to bed early.”

I have to say that he is the most tired person tonight.

After all, Yunhe is a veteran soul beast who has lived for tens of millions of years, and he can never do anything to bully the weak. Therefore, when he faced Chen Xin on the cliff, he did not use any soul power. All the strange phenomena were purely his own way and his own. Caused by the resonance of heaven and earth.

Of course, competing with Chen Xin, a lunatic who plays with swords, is not much easier than fighting to the death.

(End of this chapter)