Douluo: Simplify Cultivation, Holy Angel

The reality is outrageous, and the novel is even more nonsense... The newly grown brain storage place.

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Notting City, a small hotel.

"Wang Sheng, right? How about the thing I asked you to pay attention to?" Sitting on the wooden chair, Li Xuanji looked at the various soul beast information in his hand without raising his eyelids.

"Replying to your lord, there are no work-study students at Notting College this year, and the master did not accept a disciple. Instead, it seems that his enemy came to his door and beat him. He is still unable to get out of bed."

After hearing the question from the young man sitting on the seat, Wang Sheng answered respectfully. The young man in front of him could hold dozens of gold soul coins with just a wave of his hand. The fluctuations in his soul power were comparable to those of a great soul master, so he must have a profound background.

"Haven't it appeared yet? You continue to keep an eye on it and report to me every five days. This is your reward this time.

Remember, I don’t want a third person to know about this except you and me. "Putting down the information in his hand, Li Xuanji threw a small bag of gold soul coins into Wang Sheng's arms with an unhappy expression.

"Yes, I will resign, villain."

Huan Wangsheng was still a soul master at this time. He didn't even get the subsidy from the Wuhun Palace before he became a soul master. He lived in poverty and had to take the exam to work at Notting College to make money. Naturally, he valued this kind of windfall.

"Xiao Wu, Tang San didn't come, and you didn't come either. Is it really the consciousness of the world that is secretly controlling this?" Li Xuanji said in his heart as he raised his head forty-five degrees and looked up at the blue sky.

Noting College had already started school. Under Li Xuanji's calculations, Tang San hadn't even awakened his martial spirit, so naturally he wouldn't enroll in Notting College.

But Xiao Wu, the hundred thousand year transformed soul beast, also did not come to Notting College, which made Li Xuanji very distressed. Hundred-thousand-year-old soul beasts are extremely rare. Whether it is a hundred-thousand-year-old soul ring or a hundred-thousand-year-old soul bone, they are rare treasures in the world.

The combat power of a hundred thousand year old soul beast is equivalent to that of a titled Douluo, and those with strong bloodline are equivalent to a level 95 super Douluo. Moreover, most of the hundred thousand year old soul beasts will also stay in groups for warmth, in groups of three to five.

Normally, to hunt down a 100,000-year-old soul beast, at least two titled Douluo would need to risk their lives to help.

The transformed soul beast abandoned the powerful body of the soul beast and the cultivation of one hundred thousand years, and transformed into a six-year-old child and walked into the human world. During this period, it had almost no resistance. It was regarded as a free gift of a hundred thousand year soul beast. .

But this soul beast gift package is missing.

After putting the data into the storage soul guide, Li Xuanji slowly walked out of the city, and only a moment later, he appeared in the woods. The woods are far away from the road and extremely remote. Few people come here, and the chirping of insects and birds can be heard constantly.

A young man who was more than 1.6 meters tall, his clothes were full of patches and his hair was messy. After seeing Li Xuanji, he quickly knelt down and said: "My lord, except for the Wuhun Palace, no soul master has been sent to help the children in our village awaken the martial arts." Apart from the soul, there is nothing strange."

"Didn't Wuhun Hall send a soul master to awaken your Wuhun? Did you offend some leader of Wuhun Hall?" Li Xuanji asked knowingly. In fact, he wanted to ask about the situation of Tang Hao and his son, but he was afraid that the young man would be timid and exposed. Attract Tang Hao.

"I don't know. We in Holy Soul Village are all ordinary farmers. How dare we offend the Soul Master?"

The huge psychological pressure brought by the identity gap, even though Li Xuanji's voice was very gentle, the young man still kept wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"By the way, who is the mayor of your village? How old is he? Is there anyone special in the village?"

"The mayor of our Holy Soul Village is Old Jack. He should be fifty years old this year. He has been the village chief for more than ten years. He usually likes to talk about the emergence of a Soul Saint in our village.

As for the strange person, it must be Tang Hao, the blacksmith from our village. He came to our village six years ago with a newborn child. He is tall and has good blacksmithing skills, but he is a lazy man who can't even farm. He doesn't even cook, he only drinks wine, and he still wants his toddler son to cook for him. It's a waste of time for him to be a father.

There is also a strange person, Zhang Wei, a carpenter in our village, who is very handsome and down-to-earth. Many matchmakers tried to match him, but he actually likes men! This guy is really immoral and has lost such a handsome face.

And there is Erya, the girl from the richest family in our village..."

When talking about this kind of thing, the sloppy young man in front of me calmed down a lot and spoke continuously.

Li Xuanji also commented one by one on the side: "Although Zhang Wei's matter is a bit unreasonable, his sexual orientation is his own business, and he should not be criticized if he does not harm others.

It is Tang Hao who really deserves to be a father, but it is pitiable to be his son. According to the way he was raised, could his son live past the age of six? "

"If Jack, our village elder, hadn't helped their family from time to time and delivered cooked meals, otherwise that boy from Tang Hao's family would have died long ago. It's just that that boy is usually weird and doesn't play with the children in the village."

"With a father like Tang Hao, it's normal for Tang San to be a weird son." Li Xuanji said that Tang San was also starting from hell.

He participated in the battle of Titled Douluo when he was just born, and after surviving, he had to face the destruction of Tang Hao. He was comparable to the protagonist of an urban novel who was born in a toilet.

"My family just happens to have a big farm. You go and order a thousand farm tools for me, including hoes and sickles. I will give you a total of twenty gold soul coins. How much you can leave is up to you. Make sure to ensure the quality. Each piece must be forged long enough.”

"Okay, okay, thank you sir, it's just..."

"Well, this is a deposit of ten gold soul coins. After the farm tools are built, you can deliver them to No. 13 Heshun Street in the west of Notting City."

Seeing the sloppy young man's appearance, Li Xuanji readily took out a small bag of gold soul coins from the soul guide, a small bag of ten gold soul coins, a medium bag of fifty gold soul coins, and a large bag of one hundred gold soul coins. , there are dozens of such bags of Li Xuanji's soul guide.

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There are two purposes for this trip, one is to prevent Tang San from awakening his martial spirit, and the other is to capture Xiao Wu as his seventh spirit ring.

But after waiting for so long, he didn't even see a single rabbit hair, and Li Xuanji didn't want to wait any longer in Notting City.

Let's go, find something for Tang Hao, and Li Xuanji can go find the Blue Silver Emperor with peace of mind.

"The Blue Silver Emperor seems to be in a cave with a waterfall, and the Blue Silver Emperor's 100,000-year-old soul bone is also placed in the waterfall. If you get this 100,000-year-old soul bone, you will make a lot of money."

Li Xuanji was not in a hurry and took out the map from his soul guide. The five waterfalls near Notting City had been marked. The next step was to quickly find the waterfall where the Blue Silver Emperor was hidden.