Douluo night white sword

Early the next morning, Xuan Ye finished a set of Tai Chi in his room, took a hot shower and walked quickly towards the enshrinement hall.

As soon as he entered the door, Qian Daoliu's voice reached Xuan Ye's ears, "Xuan Ye, can you explain in detail what happened yesterday?"

Xuan Ye knows the horror of the Gods and Demons Body Forging Technique better than anyone else. He doesn't want to wipe out his opportunity to practice the Gods and Demons Body Forging Technique because of this cheap master.

Xuan Ye quickened his pace again and came to Qian Daoliu, bowing respectfully to him, "Good morning, Master!"

Qian Daoliu nodded slightly, hummed slightly and asked again, "What happened yesterday..."

Before Qian Daoliu could finish asking again, Xuan Ye bowed to Qian Daoliu again, "Master, when I absorbed the soul ring yesterday, I entered a void space.

There were two women in the space. They taught their apprentice a set of techniques, saying they would help me master my martial spirit Ye Bai faster. "

In Douluo Continent, it is not uncommon for martial arts to be inherited by martial arts. Sword Dao Chen Xin’s Seven Killing Sword, Qianjia’s Seraphim martial arts, and Poseidon Xuying, the high priest of Poseidon, all have corresponding inherited techniques.

The purpose is to master one's own martial spirit faster and exert superior combat power far beyond that of martial spirits of the same level.

At this moment, a clear baby cry sounded in the worship hall.

Qian Daoliu was so frightened that he quickly stood up from the stone chair, turned around and walked quickly behind the stone chair.

"Nununu."

A series of amusing children's voices spread in the worship hall.Soon Qian Daoliu walked out of the darkness holding a blond baby.

The smile on his face couldn't stop flowing. He sat back on the stone chair. Qian Daoliu gently patted the baby's butt and kept whispering, "Good boy! Take a nap!"

As if he understood Qian Daoliu's words, the baby cried louder and louder.

"Wow wow wow wow..."

At this time, Xuan Ye looked at Qian Daoliu and said, "Master, has this child peed?"

He was stunned at first, then Qian Daoliu's doubts slowly spread from his eyes to his entire face. Qian Daoliu had never raised a child like this. Qian Xunji's growth was completely driven by Qian Daoliu's wife.

Seeing Qian Daoliu's confusion, Xuan Ye quickly stepped forward and said, "Master, let me handle it!"

Qian Daoliu nodded as if he understood, and slowly handed the treasure in Xuan Ye's hand, muttering in a low voice, for fear of disturbing his granddaughter.

"Be gentle, this is Master's precious granddaughter."

"Yes."

After taking the baby girl, Xuan Ye carried her to the stone steps aside and unfolded the swaddling clothes. The stench that hit their faces made Xuan Ye and Qian Daoliu retching.

Taking a deep breath, Xuan Ye took off his coat, folded it and placed it on the stone steps aside. He used the swaddling clothes to clean the dirt on the baby girl's butt.

Putting it on his coat to wrap it up, Xuan Ye said, "Master, do you have hot water and clean swaddling clothes?"

The word "swaddling clothes" was an extremely unfamiliar word to Qian Daoliu, but he understood the word "hot water".

"There is hot water, but no swaddling clothes as you mentioned."

As soon as the words came out, Xuan Ye realized that he had said the wrong thing, and quickly explained, "It's the kind of thick quilt used to wrap children."

After saying this, Qian Daoliu understood, and pulled Xuan Ye towards the small room behind the stone chair.

As soon as I entered the door, all kinds of bedding, clothes and skirts were neatly placed on both sides of the room.

Then Qian Daoliu brought a basin of hot water and placed it next to the baby's crib.

After finding a clean, soft towel and adjusting the water temperature, Xuan Ye wiped the baby girl's body.

By the time all this was completed, 10 minutes had passed.

After returning the newly wrapped baby girl to Qian Daoliu, Xuan Ye said, "Master, regarding my practice..."

Speaking of this, Xuan Ye stopped.

Qian Daoliu immediately understood what Xuan Ye meant, and coaxed the sleeping baby girl in his arms and said, "Since it is an inherited technique, you can practice it easily.

You can also see that I have to take care of my precious granddaughter and don’t have much time to guide you. "

Xuan Ye nodded slightly, "Xuan Ye understands! Xuan Ye will never let down his master and cultivate Xuan Ye."

Hearing these words, Qian Daoliu nodded with satisfaction and said softly, "Vice Dean Zhao Zhao's martial spirit is also a giant weapon martial spirit. She will personally teach you the preliminary learning in the future."

"Yes!"

Qian Daoliu waved his hand to Xuan Ye, "Go down and practice!"

"Yes."

Walking out of the worship hall, Xuan Ye was also thinking about the origin of the baby girl in Qian Daoliu's hands.

"Master's granddaughter, it seems that the baby girl is Qian Xunji's daughter.

As for the mother of the baby girl, it is very likely that she is the benefactor Bibi Dong. "

At the same time, a question appeared in Xuan Ye's mind. When Xuan Ye was rescued by Bibi Dong, there was a handsome young man beside her.

During the conversation between the two of them along the way, it was not difficult for Xuan Ye to tell that they had an ambiguous relationship.

It wasn't until some time ago that Xuan Ye learned that his benefactor Bibi Dong was the child bride of Qianjia.

"If a father doesn't come to see his daughter and the mother doesn't take care of her own flesh and blood, there is only one possibility.

The benefactor was tainted by Qian Xunji's garbage. "

After thinking about this, Xuan Ye looked up to the sky and sighed, "The world is really going downhill!"

As for what happened next, Xuan Ye didn't dare to think about it.

Because the birth of this baby girl is enough to explain everything. How much humiliation his benefactor Bibi Dong suffered before giving birth to this child.

Returning to Wuhun Academy, Xuan Ye started his own practice. He knew very well that in this world of the jungle, it would be wrong to even save an ant if he was not strong enough.

When it came to the afternoon practical class, Zhao Zhao stood in a corner of the playground and shouted to Xuan Ye, "Come on, I have been ordered by the Great Enshrinement, Xuan Ye, I will be your future practical instructor."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sighs of countless students spread throughout the actual training venue.

Not because of this so-called big offering, but because of Chu Zhao's bad reputation, many students have recalled the scene of Xuan Ye being beaten horribly by Chu Zhao countless times.

Zhao Zhao didn't talk nonsense to Xuan Ye. He just stomped his feet, which made all the students present feel dizzy.

"Awaken! Hunting Blade."

In an instant, countless bloody cracks appeared on the ground, and a huge snake-shaped shadow with seven heads crawled out from the ground.

It turned into a dark, serrated heavy knife in Joo Zhao's hand. Joo Zhao hooked his fingers at Xuan Ye and said, "Come on!"

Seeing Zhao Zhao summoning his martial spirit so arrogantly, Xuan Ye also wanted to use it as a plastic bag to see how much he could hold.

I saw Xuan Ye slowly closing his eyes and slowly saying "Block it! Ye Bai."

Ye Bai seemed to know Xuan Ye's thoughts, and raindrops formed by condensed soul power began to fall in the clear sky.

The soul rain swayed to the earth like a violent wind, and two dazzling lights, one black and one white, flew out from behind Xuan Ye, drawing a beautiful arc in the air before merging together.

An invisible pressure spread from Ye Bai to every corner of the training ground.

Suddenly, both the tutor and the students were forced to the ground by this coercion. As long as anyone dared to resist, the gravity of the coercion would increase several times.

Even the hunting blade in Yu Zhao's hand couldn't help but tremble.

Zhao Zhao smiled and looked at the hunting blade in his hand, "I thought you were fearless!"

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In this world where the jungle prevails, weakness is the original sin of everything.

——Rakshasa God