Douluo: I Am Not an Evil Soul

Du Bushui quickly released his martial spirit and opened the door to the gods again.

I saw Xue Tong jumping out of it and landing smoothly in the main body hall.

After Xue Tong stood up, he said respectfully to Du Buushi: "I've seen the teacher. The disciple is back."

"Well, your boy is really different from others. Regardless of the number of Soul Master disciples who have entered over the thousands of years, the longest one stayed for 74 hours, which is a little more than three days. As soon as you entered, you were six God's time, tell me, why did you stay for so long?" Du Buushi said.

Six days?Has it been six days since you went in?There really is no Jiazi in the mountains. I just feel that such a long time has passed after a few punches and kicks.

Xuetong said in surprise: "Teacher, after I entered, a piece of guidance appeared in my mind, and then I unconsciously began to practice various fists and kicks. Then when I woke up, I found that my soul power was exhausted, so I came back. Already Has it been six days?”

"Yes, your experience is the same as that of most other people who went in. Do you know why you didn't tell me about what was going on inside before you went in?" Du Buushi asked.

"The disciple doesn't know, please tell the teacher clearly."

"Because, once I tell you, you will unconsciously take the initiative to resist or actively accept the spiritual power. No matter which situation occurs, it will greatly affect the efficiency of your entering that kind of enlightenment state. This is also a number. Thousands of years of experience. Therefore, I have issued a silence order to you. Everything about the land of gods is strictly discussed in the sect, let alone spread outside. To prevent it from spreading to the ears of new disciples of the sect and affecting their future cultivation."

"Yes! Disciple obeys!"

"The longer that state lasts, the better the effect will be. And do you know where that place is?" Du Bushu suddenly asked with interest.

"Disciple, I don't know. I just feel that there is an endless distance from here."

Du BuShu showed joy on his face, nodded and smiled: "Hahaha, yes, it is not easy for you to realize this. You are right, he is indeed infinitely far away from us. Because it is not in Douluo Continent at all. Above. According to the old sect leader’s last words, Douluo Continent is a sphere, which means it flies in one direction and will eventually return to the starting point. We humans and soul beasts live on the surface of this huge sphere. And our sect The land of God's favor is not on this sphere, but in a space outside the sphere."

Du Buushi sighed and continued: "Oh, the strength of this old sect master is really unfathomable. I have vaguely felt the threshold of the Ultimate Douluo, but I still can't understand what the old sect master said, and I can't pry into it. Where is the limit of his strength?"

Du Bushu waved his hand: "Go down, you are allowed to view the spiritual power cultivation method in the sect's scripture collection pavilion. If there is anything you don't understand, just ask me again."

"Yes, teacher. Disciple, please leave."

Xue Tong turned around and left the main body hall, heading towards the residential area where the fourth generation disciples lived.

When Long Aotian saw Xue Tong coming back, he greeted him: "Xue Tong, have you finished your retreat?" Because the Noumenon Sect strictly discussed matters about the land of gods, it gradually evolved to use the word retreat to describe it.

"Retreat? Ah, yes. The harvest is good."

Since the Noumenon Sect did not allow us to talk about the land of gods, Long Aotian only mentioned one sentence and stopped discussing it: "You have been busy with seclusion as soon as you came back. We have been separated for so long, and we still have nothing to do. We didn’t have time to have a proper chat! How was your training at Shrek? Is the No. [-] Academy in the Mainland comparable to our No. [-] Sect in the Mainland?"

Xuetong chuckled: "What? Is it because the teacher doesn't let you go, and you are envious?"

Long Aotian showed a wry smile: "It's impossible to say I'm not envious. Di'ao Academy is so boring. There isn't even anyone who can beat me. There isn't even an opponent at the same level who would let me use the Second Awakening."

"The students at Shrek Academy are still very strong, and I learned a lot of useful things there. Shrek's strength should also be amazing, and I'm afraid he won't be weaker than the sect. Any first-year teacher is a soul saint cultivator. for."

"By the way, didn't the teacher say that we have a grudge against Shrek? Are you in danger somewhere?" Long Aotian suddenly thought of something and asked worriedly.

"Hey, luckily I didn't think about you in vain, and you still care about me. Teacher Shrek is very alert. I was discovered to be a member of the Noumenon Sect as soon as I arrived, but I didn't receive unfair treatment. Everything is as usual."

Long Aotian raised his eyebrows: "Oh? What do you mean you haven't missed me in vain?"

"Hey, didn't you ask me about those combat skills before? We left in a hurry and didn't have time to teach you. Although I later sent some combat skills to Uncle Langya in letters, and he brought some back. But it’s not finished yet. There is another combat skill that complements your skin martial soul."

"Ah! What kind of combat skills are they?" Long Aotian is a martial arts fanatic. Lang Ya brought back many combat skills. He has watched many of them and selected some of them to practice regularly.

When he heard that there was a combat skill that was extremely suitable for his martial spirit, his eyes suddenly seemed to light up.

"Don't be anxious, look at how anxious you are. Listen to me slowly. This combat skill is called Tongren Hunyuan Gong. After you practice it to great perfection, your skin will be like copper and iron, extremely hard and hard to be hurt by swords. Invulnerable to water and fire.”

"Good junior brother, please give it to me quickly. I can't wait to start practicing." Long Aotian scratched his head anxiously.

"Here, come on, hey, by the way, I haven't practiced this combat skill, but if there is any formula you don't understand, you can ask me. As for cultivation, it's all up to you. I don't understand it either. "Xuetong no longer tempted Long Aotian and handed him a book.

After Long Aotian finished the books, he walked to a big rock behind the dormitory without looking back, sat down cross-legged and began to study combat skills carefully.

Xue Tong muttered: "What a martial arts madman. I haven't awakened for the second time yet. You should be equipped with a lot of soul tools now, right? With your temperament, you may disdain the use of direct attack soul tools, but There will be many auxiliary ones, I’m afraid I’m still no match for you. I have to hurry up and catch up with you.”

However, Xue Tong silently added in his heart: "That's because I don't have the confidence to beat you in the competition. It's a life and death battle. Hehe, you need to fight to know."

Ever since Xue Tong obtained the third soul skill, he no longer had a very accurate estimate of his own strength. After all, he couldn't test it.Because if you want to test your ultimate combat power, you must burn your vitality, and the thing with the most vitality is the drop of immortal blood condensed by the blood martial spirit.In other words, only when you burn your life to the point where you need to use immortal blood to maintain your life, you are close to your endurance limit.But how precious is immortal blood? !Every drop you use is a drop less. It is really a waste of resources to use life-saving things to test combat effectiveness.

Therefore, I am afraid that I will only truly know what my ultimate combat power is when I encounter a strong enemy.