Douluo night white sword

Qian Daoliu slowly explained to Qian Renxue, "Back then, your brother Xuan Ye came to Wuhun City in rags.

When he woke up, there was lightning and thunder in the sky, as terrifying as the hurricane on the sea. "

Qian Daoliu told Qian Renxue what happened that year, word for word.

It was at this time that Qian Renxue completely believed that her beloved brother Xuan Ye was really, as he said, a little beggar who was beaten by others.

After telling what happened that year, Qian Daoliu began to explain to Qian Renxue the advantages and disadvantages of the three god-level spirits in Douluo Continent.

"Xue'er, let's first talk about our Qianjia's Seraph Martial Spirit."

Qian Renxue nodded obediently, "Yeah."

"Qianjia's Seraph Martial Spirit is known as the King of the Sky.

Its advantage lies in the integration of offense and defense, which can essentially crush most martial spirits.

The shortcomings are also obvious.Without the support of strong soul power, the consumption of Seraph's martial soul is several times that of other martial souls. "

Qian Renxue nodded her head as if she understood.

Qian Daoliu continued, "Another god-level martial spirit is the Poseidon of the Poseidon Island overseas.

This martial spirit is not an inheritance, but an inheritance. "

Qian Renxue scratched her head and said, "Grandpa, what is the difference between inheritance and inheritance?"

Qian Daoliu rubbed Qian Renxue's little head and answered with a smile, "For example, our Qian Family's martial arts belong to inheritance.

Inheritance is like Xue'er having a piece of braised pork. After grandpa brings the braised pork over, the piece of braised pork becomes grandpa's. "

This time, Qian Renxue finally understood that the inheritance of feelings was to take food from my mouth.

"Grandpa, what are the advantages and disadvantages of this Poseidon?"

Qian Daoliu stroked his beard, "Of course.

For example, the martial spirit of Poseidon can exert [-]% of its combat effectiveness in the sea.

Once it leaves the range of the sea, the Poseidon Martial Spirit can only exert its power to 50.00% at most. "

Hearing this, Qian Renxue frowned, "Hey, no wonder Brother Xuan Ye often says, don't eat food from strangers."

For a moment, Qian Daoliu was a little confused by Qian Renxue's words.

After a few seconds, Qian Daoliu, who wanted to understand, shook his head helplessly. The little girl Qian Renxue was so pampered by Xuan Ye.

Especially when it comes to food, Xuan Ye has never been stingy with money. As long as Qian Renxue dares to order it, Xuan Ye dares to do it.

And he still did it until Qian Renxue was satisfied.

At this time, Qian Renxue asked the question she was most concerned about: "Does brother Xuan Ye's martial spirit have advantages and disadvantages?"

This time, Qian Daoliu no longer smiled.With a straight face, he looked quietly at the door leading to the secret room.

"Whether it is the Seraph Martial Spirit of our Qian Family, or the Poseidon Martial Spirit inherited by the high priests of Poseidon Island in the past generations, in front of your brother Xuan Ye's Martial Spirit.

They are just scraps. "

At this moment, Qian Renxue's little inner world was greatly shocked.

If Xuan Ye's martial spirit is also a god-level martial spirit, why are the other two martial spirits just leftovers?

This made Qian Renxue's little head confused.

Looking at the confused Qian Renxue, Qian Daoliu said, "Xue'er, do you think the person and the shadow are the real person?"

Qian Renxue immediately replied, "Human."

"That's right! Your brother Xuan Ye's martial spirit, Ye Bai, is this person.

Our Qianjia, the two god-level martial spirits of Poseidon Island, are the shadows on the ground.

When your brother Xuan Ye becomes Soul Saint, the gap between him and us will become wider and wider. "

Speaking of this, Qian Daoliu gently rubbed Qian Renxue's little head. While sighing at Xuan Ye's strength, Qian Daoliu also lamented why Qian Renxue was not born seven or eight years earlier.

If that were the case, he could bring the two of them together and make them become the biggest pillars of Wuhun Palace and aspire to dominate the God Realm.

Holy Spirit Village.

A hunchbacked old man walked slowly towards a hut outside the village with a cane.

Five or six meters away from this hut, a strong smell of alcohol and sour musty smell, mixed with a hint of smoke, slowly floated out from the hut.

The old man still resisted the smell and walked quickly towards the hut.

"Dong dong dong."

"Who is it?"

A childish voice came from inside the house, and then a thin boy wearing linen clothes pushed the door open.

"Grandpa Jack! Are you here like this?"

Old Jack smiled and rubbed the child's little head, "Mistress! Tomorrow there will be a distinguished soul master coming to awaken the martial soul in our village.

You'll have to dress appropriately when the time comes. "

Tang San smiled and replied, "I understand, Grandpa Jack."

Old Jack just glanced into the room, shook his head, and left.

After closing the door, Tang San returned to the stove and continued to cook porridge.

At this time, a slovenly man came out of the back room with a wine bottle, "Xiaosan, what did Old Jack say to you just now?"

Tang San smiled and replied, "Dad! Grandpa Jack just said that a spirit master will come to awaken the martial spirit for us tomorrow."

"Do you want to become a soul master?"

Tang Hao's abrupt words made Tang San a little flattered. This was a topic that Tang Hao had taken the initiative to ask him about for so many years.

Tang San smiled and shook his head, "I want to stay with dad."

Immediately afterwards, Tang San filled out two bowls of porridge, placed them in front of Tang Hao, and handed a pot of wine to Tang Hao.

"Dad, let's eat first!

I will go to the mountains to chop firewood later. "

"Um."

In the Guda Mountains, Xuan Ye has been walking in this primitive jungle for more than a month.

Except for the space-time hurricane that struck from a tricky angle from time to time, Xuan Ye didn't see a single soul beast.

"That's weird. Is that unofficial history fake?

It shouldn’t be!This kind of eyeball monster is also recorded in the archives of Wuhun Palace!

It is called the Evil Eye Tyrant, and only the king among them can be called the Evil Eye Tyrant Lord. "

Just as he was thinking about it, a space-time hurricane was released only one meter away from Xuan Ye's forehead.

The night white in Xuan Ye's hand independently blocked the oncoming space-time hurricane when Xuan Ye was deep in thought.

Ye Bai's independent action brought Xuan Ye back to reality.

At this moment, he no longer dared to fall into deep thought. If he hadn't had Ye Bai at that time, he would probably be a corpse now.

Quickly calming his mind, Xuan Ye began to look for traces of the evil-eyed tyrant in this primitive jungle.

More than half a month later, Xuan Ye had crossed the entire primitive jungle and arrived at the seaside.

On the soft beach, Xuan Ye stepped on the soft sand with his bare feet. Xuan Ye remembered that the last time he came to the beach was 80 years ago.

At that time, he was still in good health and could play poker with several blonde beauties and discuss their card skills.

In the evening, Xuan Ye lay on the beach blowing the sea breeze, eating lobster caught in the sea, and thinking about the authenticity of the unofficial history.

At this moment, a huge tentacle stretched out from the sea and stabbed straight towards Xuan Ye.

Hitting the ground with one hand, Xuan Ye performed a backflip of dozens of levels of difficulty, and quickly summoned Ye Bai in his hand.

"Young bastard! I worked so hard to find you!"

PS: Analysis

Trying to surpass genius is an insult to genius.

A true genius can make continuous progress even by breathing.

——Pei Yuan