Chapter 182 Training (2 in 1)
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Nan Hou Zhu
Chapter 182 Training (Two in One)
What happened to this woman...?
Ye Yao looked at Xue Qinghe who was in a trance, and unconsciously rubbed his head, feeling dazed for a while.
This woman is so strange today, it has been like this from the beginning.Just ask some weird and unrealistic questions, and then become this ghost again...
I don't understand...
"Boy, come out." A familiar old voice appeared in Ye Yao's ear.
"Huh?" Ye Yao was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously whispered: "Old man?"
He glanced at Xue Qinghe again and found that he didn't respond, so he realized that Jian Douluo had only let him hear the voice.
Why is this old man looking for me...
"Well, I have to go out first, you... think about it slowly?" Ye Yao hesitated for a while, but still greeted Xue Qinghe.
Xue Qinghe nodded in a daze, but Ye Yao felt that he didn't understand what he said at all.
This is completely a subconscious reaction, right?
This woman... is hopeless...
Ye Yao secretly shook his head, turned over and got off the carriage.
Both feet set foot on the ground again, causing Ye Yao to stretch. He had been in the car for a long time, and it was time to stretch his muscles.
Um, did the convoy stop?
That's right, it's almost sunset, and it's time to set up camp.
Then, why did the old man find me...
Ye Yao's eyes swept around, but he didn't see Jian Douluo for a moment.
"Where are you looking?" A voice sounded from behind.
Ye Yao was not surprised, but smiled helplessly, and said, "Old man, you are a titled Douluo, why are you trying to frighten me, a little soul sect?"
"Scare?" Jian Douluo snorted coldly, then turned his back and said, "Come with me."
"Huh? The two of us? Then Sect Master Ning and His Highness the Crown Prince..." Ye Yao subconsciously asked.
Although Ning Fengzhi is a soul sage, he is an auxiliary type, and his actual combat ability is not much better than ordinary people. Therefore, in his capacity, he will always be protected by one of Sword Douluo or Bone Douluo.
But now, Ye Yao didn't see Ning Fengzhi's figure.
"It doesn't matter, the crown prince already has a lot of good fighters with him, and within three kilometers, I'll be there in no time." Sword Douluo glanced at him and said.
"Old man, are we going..." Ye Yao still couldn't help asking.
"What are you talking about!" Jian Douluo's face darkened, looked at Ye Yao, and said maliciously: "Hurry up and follow me, or I will be the same as before..."
"Don't! Don't! I'll always go with you." Ye Yao immediately said loudly.
Just kidding, you got me dizzy and took her away under your armpit again?
I, Ye Yao, don't want to lose face!
"Then go." After Jian Douluo said this, he ignored Ye Yao and walked forward on his own.
"Why do I have an ominous premonition..." Ye Yao felt uneasy and sighed, but he didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately followed Jian Douluo's pace.
Afterwards, they walked about two kilometers away, and Jian Douluo stopped moving forward, but stayed in place.
"Okay, let's go here." Sword Douluo looked around and found that the place was still empty, so he nodded in satisfaction.
"It's over, my premonition seems to be more serious..." Ye Yao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, the anxiety in his heart became stronger, and he subconsciously took two steps back.
"Then..." Jian Douluo turned around, looked at Ye Yao, and said lightly, "Come on, let me see how much you have grown during this time."
"No... so what, old man..." Ye Yao said with a bitter face, "Didn't you always watch my battles during this time? You know best what I have improved...
"Huh..." It's fine if Ye Yao doesn't say anything, but when it comes to this, Jian Douluo feels out of breath.
"You have the nerve to say it!"
"Tell me, this competition, how many games did you really go all out for?" Sword Douluo snorted coldly.
Ye Yao thought about it carefully.
It seems, probably, should...
"Not even one game." Jian Douluo snorted disdainfully.
"I didn't try my best to fight at all, so how could I know your progress!"
"The little guys of your generation are really... not as good as every year..." Jian Douluo shook his head and said.
However, Ye Yao always felt that this old man was like his previous homeroom teacher, always saying that sentence again.
"You are the worst class I have ever led."
Ha ha……
"The little fellows who went to Wuhun City, that Feng Xiaotian is not bad, he has created a soul skill similar to the Chaotic Cloak Wind Hammer Technique of those barbarians from the Haotian School." Sword Douluo commented.
Ye Yao nodded.
Indeed, at the age of a weak crown, with the strength of the soul sect level, he is able to create his own soul skills. With this courage and creativity alone, Feng Xiaotian is worthy of the name of a genius.
It's a pity that it's a licking dog...
"It's just that the soul skill is still a bit rough. In terms of power superposition, it's still a lot worse than the Chaotic Cloak Wind Hammer Technique." Sword Douluo said with some regret.
"Old man, you must be a bit more demanding." Ye Yao laughed.
"People are cloaking the wind hammer method, but Haotianzong doesn't know how many generations of people have been perfecting the hammer method, and Feng Xiaotian has only one person, and it has only been created for a few years, no matter how wonderful it is, it is impossible to catch up with it all at once. ah."
"Oh, that's right. If a junior can create a unique skill that surpasses them so easily, then those barbarians should die of shame." Sword Douluo said maliciously.
He just doesn't like those barbarians who only know how to fight and kill.
Although he only knows how to chop and chop...
"And that girl named Huo Wu..." Jian Douluo glanced at Ye Yao.
He still remembered what happened to Huo Wu and this little guy on the competition stage.
"That little guy is very rare. At this age, she has started to exercise the control of soul power. In this respect, she can already be said to be a leader of her class." Sword Douluo praised.
Ye Yao didn't say a word.
For this woman Huo Wu, for everything about her, he should stay as far away as possible.
Otherwise, the person in the car would have to torment him...
"What? This little girl didn't contact you after the match?" Jian Douluo's tone was faintly teasing.
"Contacted..." Ye Yao sighed, a little helpless.
How could there be no contact, how could it be a joke to have done that kind of behavior on the competition stage.
During the few days in Wuhun City, Huo Wu approached him more than once, but for various reasons, Ye Yao was still unwilling to see her.
why?
First of all, he is a kind, pure, dedicated and peerless man. Now that he already has a girl he likes, then he will definitely draw a line with other girls.
Especially for girls like Huo Wu who have already expressed their feelings clearly, they should keep their distance.
Absolutely not afraid of the jealous jar at home!
Second come...
Arturia...
The only black history in his life, he really doesn't want to be found out...
So, that night, Ye Yao didn't want to see any of Huo Wu and Hu Liena who had been in close contact.
Especially when Ye Yao thought of Huo Wushuang and Xie Yue's eager eyes...
vomit……
"Are you so willing, kid? That girl is not bad, and she is worthy of you." Sword Douluo said curiously.
"I have someone I like." Ye Yao said seriously.
"Tsk..." Jian Douluo shook his head, looked at Ye Yao, and said disdainfully: "Then you still tease that little girl?"
I didn't expect that I would be so pure all my life, and I would accept such a scumbag apprentice when I grow old.
Alas, no guarantee for the late festival, no guarantee for the late festival...
"How can you blame me..." Ye Yao said a little aggrieved.
"I didn't take the initiative to flirt with him, it was her who took the initiative..."
I'm the forced one!
"and……"
"It's just because of her temporary affection and being unable to think about it." Ye Yao said softly, "Sooner or later, he will realize that this is not a real liking. At best... it's just a good impression."
"I'm not a good match either. Sooner or later, she will meet someone who loves her, someone she loves."
But to win one's heart, the white head will not be separated.
Fortunately, I have already encountered...
Suddenly, Jian Douluo slapped Ye Yao on the head, interrupting his emotion.
"Old man, what are you doing!" Ye Yao glared at Jian Douluo, dissatisfied.
"Hmph, at such a young age, when it comes to the love between men and women, he looks almost like an old guy in his seventies, really..." Jian Douluo snorted softly.
"At a young age, I don't do my job properly, so it's no wonder that I'm still a soul sect."
"Is it a soul sect?" Ye Yao laughed angrily.
"Old man, look for me. On this continent, how many 15-year-old soul sects are already level 46!"
Just kidding, those "golden generation" who have been praised so loudly in Wuhundian, at Ye Yao's age, it is absolutely impossible for them to have higher soul power than him.
"How dare you talk back!" Another slap came down.
Ye Yao crouched on the ground, clutching his head wanting to cry but without tears.
This old man became angry from embarrassment, and was furious...
"Okay, let's continue..."
"Apart from this Huowu, there are those from the Spirit Hall..."
"Originally, their strength is sufficient. If they compete head-on with you, even you have to go all out, otherwise there is not enough chance of winning."
"After all, although your talents are even greater, but in terms of soul power, you are still at a disadvantage."
"However, I didn't expect that you would use the seven-in-one fusion technique in the end..." Sword Douluo said with some regret.
The fact that they possessed the seven-in-one fusion skill was indeed beyond his expectation, and as a result, they won the final victory so easily.
And Ye Yao didn't even have the chance to make a serious move...
"I can't help it, the chances of winning are higher with this method..." Ye Yao smiled and said, "You also know that the other party's martial soul fusion skills are not compatible with mine. If you fight hard, you still can't guarantee it." Odds."
"If it's a normal game, you'll be familiar with it if you lose, but in this game, the reward is a soul bone..."
"And it's still three yuan..."
Jian Douluo was dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.
"Forget it, let's not talk about this, anyway, let's hurry up and start." Sword Douluo said with his hands behind his back.
"Huh? Really hit?" Ye Yao said with a bitter face, reluctantly.
"Either you play the sword, or I will play, you choose one." Sword Douluo said coldly.
Ye Yao didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, and immediately released Wuhun.
Just kidding, you always use swords?
Do you really want me to lie down in the car again?
Seems pretty good too?In this way, maybe Xueer will take care of me personally...
"By the way, don't let me see you cheating and cheating, otherwise, you will know the consequences..." Sword Douluo threatened.
Ye Yao didn't say a word, but silently put on a posture, gathering strength.
"Well, it's not bad..." Jian Douluo nodded secretly.
Afterwards, various voices came from the open space.
"What's the matter? Didn't you eat? The sword is so slow and the strength is so weak, do you want to come back after eating?"
After a while...
"Well, the two swords just now were quite interesting, since this is the case..."
clang clang...
"Old man, what are you doing! Didn't you agree that I will draw the sword!" Ye Yao was shocked and angry.
"But I never said that I can't produce a sword..."
"Master, you..."
"Stop talking nonsense! Take the sword!"
"Ya, Yamidie..."
After a while...
"Say, don't rely too much on your intuition. In this way, you may miss a lot of opportunities in the battle. Come again..." "No, I can't do it..."
"It's okay if you can't! Continue..."
"I told you not to learn well at such a young age, to fall in love early, to fall in love early...What's wrong with my family Rongrong...I still like someone..."
"I...I..." Ye Yao said in a trembling voice, half kneeling on the ground while holding the hilt of the sword with both hands.
"What are you! Continue!"
crackling...
"Also, you're pretty awesome! You even recited poems during the competition!"
"I do not……"
"Also find someone to read the narration in advance!"
"I……"
"Evil barrier, take the sword! The face of the old man was completely lost by you!"
I don't know how long it took before Ye Yao lay on the ground with bruises all over his body, and reprimanded weakly: "Old man, you are..."
I will definitely fight evil forces like you to the end!
I will not give in!
"Huh?" Jian Douluo snorted softly, making Ye Yao swallow the words that came to his lips.
"Good fight, good fight..."
I, after all, compromised with the evil forces...
"Okay, let's stop here for today..." Jian Douluo looked at Ye Yao with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes. It seemed that Ye Yao's progress could barely satisfy him.
Ye Yao was too lazy to say anything.
"By the way, there is one more thing I want to tell you." Jian Douluo said suddenly.
"Fengzhi received the news that the soul bone I found for you has already been heard..."
"Huh?" Ye Yao froze for a moment, then struggled to get up and asked, "That's..."
"A left leg bone." Jian Douluo said.
"The age limit is about 5 years, a top-grade spirit bone."
"5 years, this..." Ye Yao was startled.
5 years, you know, the head bone that hurts the soul of Wuhundian is only 5 years old.The other two spirit bones are already top-grade, but they are only at the level of 3 to [-] years.
And the head bone that Ye Yao gave to Ning Rongrong was only about 3 to [-] years old.
it seems...
"Don't worry, it's not as outrageous as you imagined." Jian Douluo knew what Ye Yao was thinking at a glance.
"First of all, skull bones are rarer than limb bones, and their value is higher. Therefore, limb bones equivalent to Rongrong's head bone must be about 4 years old."
"This one is over 1 years old, that's not too much..." Jian Douluo said.
After all, a soul bone is not a Chinese cabbage, and it is impossible to choose it as you like. To find this one, which is about the same age, is already the skill of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School.
As for the slightly higher value...
For the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, does this count?
Leaving aside the relationship between Ye Yao, Ning Rongrong and Sword Douluo, Ning Fengzhi wouldn't care too much about other soul masters.
It is considered to be a good relationship.
Ye Yao nodded silently, and at the same time, secretly remembered this matter in his heart.
"Okay, let's go back, continue tomorrow..." Jian Douluo glanced at the sky, and said to Ye Yao.
"Ah! Come tomorrow?"
"One at noon and one in the afternoon..."
"Don't! Old man! Let's discuss it again..." A howl sounded.
(End of this chapter)
What happened to this woman...?
Ye Yao looked at Xue Qinghe who was in a trance, and unconsciously rubbed his head, feeling dazed for a while.
This woman is so strange today, it has been like this from the beginning.Just ask some weird and unrealistic questions, and then become this ghost again...
I don't understand...
"Boy, come out." A familiar old voice appeared in Ye Yao's ear.
"Huh?" Ye Yao was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously whispered: "Old man?"
He glanced at Xue Qinghe again and found that he didn't respond, so he realized that Jian Douluo had only let him hear the voice.
Why is this old man looking for me...
"Well, I have to go out first, you... think about it slowly?" Ye Yao hesitated for a while, but still greeted Xue Qinghe.
Xue Qinghe nodded in a daze, but Ye Yao felt that he didn't understand what he said at all.
This is completely a subconscious reaction, right?
This woman... is hopeless...
Ye Yao secretly shook his head, turned over and got off the carriage.
Both feet set foot on the ground again, causing Ye Yao to stretch. He had been in the car for a long time, and it was time to stretch his muscles.
Um, did the convoy stop?
That's right, it's almost sunset, and it's time to set up camp.
Then, why did the old man find me...
Ye Yao's eyes swept around, but he didn't see Jian Douluo for a moment.
"Where are you looking?" A voice sounded from behind.
Ye Yao was not surprised, but smiled helplessly, and said, "Old man, you are a titled Douluo, why are you trying to frighten me, a little soul sect?"
"Scare?" Jian Douluo snorted coldly, then turned his back and said, "Come with me."
"Huh? The two of us? Then Sect Master Ning and His Highness the Crown Prince..." Ye Yao subconsciously asked.
Although Ning Fengzhi is a soul sage, he is an auxiliary type, and his actual combat ability is not much better than ordinary people. Therefore, in his capacity, he will always be protected by one of Sword Douluo or Bone Douluo.
But now, Ye Yao didn't see Ning Fengzhi's figure.
"It doesn't matter, the crown prince already has a lot of good fighters with him, and within three kilometers, I'll be there in no time." Sword Douluo glanced at him and said.
"Old man, are we going..." Ye Yao still couldn't help asking.
"What are you talking about!" Jian Douluo's face darkened, looked at Ye Yao, and said maliciously: "Hurry up and follow me, or I will be the same as before..."
"Don't! Don't! I'll always go with you." Ye Yao immediately said loudly.
Just kidding, you got me dizzy and took her away under your armpit again?
I, Ye Yao, don't want to lose face!
"Then go." After Jian Douluo said this, he ignored Ye Yao and walked forward on his own.
"Why do I have an ominous premonition..." Ye Yao felt uneasy and sighed, but he didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately followed Jian Douluo's pace.
Afterwards, they walked about two kilometers away, and Jian Douluo stopped moving forward, but stayed in place.
"Okay, let's go here." Sword Douluo looked around and found that the place was still empty, so he nodded in satisfaction.
"It's over, my premonition seems to be more serious..." Ye Yao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, the anxiety in his heart became stronger, and he subconsciously took two steps back.
"Then..." Jian Douluo turned around, looked at Ye Yao, and said lightly, "Come on, let me see how much you have grown during this time."
"No... so what, old man..." Ye Yao said with a bitter face, "Didn't you always watch my battles during this time? You know best what I have improved...
"Huh..." It's fine if Ye Yao doesn't say anything, but when it comes to this, Jian Douluo feels out of breath.
"You have the nerve to say it!"
"Tell me, this competition, how many games did you really go all out for?" Sword Douluo snorted coldly.
Ye Yao thought about it carefully.
It seems, probably, should...
"Not even one game." Jian Douluo snorted disdainfully.
"I didn't try my best to fight at all, so how could I know your progress!"
"The little guys of your generation are really... not as good as every year..." Jian Douluo shook his head and said.
However, Ye Yao always felt that this old man was like his previous homeroom teacher, always saying that sentence again.
"You are the worst class I have ever led."
Ha ha……
"The little fellows who went to Wuhun City, that Feng Xiaotian is not bad, he has created a soul skill similar to the Chaotic Cloak Wind Hammer Technique of those barbarians from the Haotian School." Sword Douluo commented.
Ye Yao nodded.
Indeed, at the age of a weak crown, with the strength of the soul sect level, he is able to create his own soul skills. With this courage and creativity alone, Feng Xiaotian is worthy of the name of a genius.
It's a pity that it's a licking dog...
"It's just that the soul skill is still a bit rough. In terms of power superposition, it's still a lot worse than the Chaotic Cloak Wind Hammer Technique." Sword Douluo said with some regret.
"Old man, you must be a bit more demanding." Ye Yao laughed.
"People are cloaking the wind hammer method, but Haotianzong doesn't know how many generations of people have been perfecting the hammer method, and Feng Xiaotian has only one person, and it has only been created for a few years, no matter how wonderful it is, it is impossible to catch up with it all at once. ah."
"Oh, that's right. If a junior can create a unique skill that surpasses them so easily, then those barbarians should die of shame." Sword Douluo said maliciously.
He just doesn't like those barbarians who only know how to fight and kill.
Although he only knows how to chop and chop...
"And that girl named Huo Wu..." Jian Douluo glanced at Ye Yao.
He still remembered what happened to Huo Wu and this little guy on the competition stage.
"That little guy is very rare. At this age, she has started to exercise the control of soul power. In this respect, she can already be said to be a leader of her class." Sword Douluo praised.
Ye Yao didn't say a word.
For this woman Huo Wu, for everything about her, he should stay as far away as possible.
Otherwise, the person in the car would have to torment him...
"What? This little girl didn't contact you after the match?" Jian Douluo's tone was faintly teasing.
"Contacted..." Ye Yao sighed, a little helpless.
How could there be no contact, how could it be a joke to have done that kind of behavior on the competition stage.
During the few days in Wuhun City, Huo Wu approached him more than once, but for various reasons, Ye Yao was still unwilling to see her.
why?
First of all, he is a kind, pure, dedicated and peerless man. Now that he already has a girl he likes, then he will definitely draw a line with other girls.
Especially for girls like Huo Wu who have already expressed their feelings clearly, they should keep their distance.
Absolutely not afraid of the jealous jar at home!
Second come...
Arturia...
The only black history in his life, he really doesn't want to be found out...
So, that night, Ye Yao didn't want to see any of Huo Wu and Hu Liena who had been in close contact.
Especially when Ye Yao thought of Huo Wushuang and Xie Yue's eager eyes...
vomit……
"Are you so willing, kid? That girl is not bad, and she is worthy of you." Sword Douluo said curiously.
"I have someone I like." Ye Yao said seriously.
"Tsk..." Jian Douluo shook his head, looked at Ye Yao, and said disdainfully: "Then you still tease that little girl?"
I didn't expect that I would be so pure all my life, and I would accept such a scumbag apprentice when I grow old.
Alas, no guarantee for the late festival, no guarantee for the late festival...
"How can you blame me..." Ye Yao said a little aggrieved.
"I didn't take the initiative to flirt with him, it was her who took the initiative..."
I'm the forced one!
"and……"
"It's just because of her temporary affection and being unable to think about it." Ye Yao said softly, "Sooner or later, he will realize that this is not a real liking. At best... it's just a good impression."
"I'm not a good match either. Sooner or later, she will meet someone who loves her, someone she loves."
But to win one's heart, the white head will not be separated.
Fortunately, I have already encountered...
Suddenly, Jian Douluo slapped Ye Yao on the head, interrupting his emotion.
"Old man, what are you doing!" Ye Yao glared at Jian Douluo, dissatisfied.
"Hmph, at such a young age, when it comes to the love between men and women, he looks almost like an old guy in his seventies, really..." Jian Douluo snorted softly.
"At a young age, I don't do my job properly, so it's no wonder that I'm still a soul sect."
"Is it a soul sect?" Ye Yao laughed angrily.
"Old man, look for me. On this continent, how many 15-year-old soul sects are already level 46!"
Just kidding, those "golden generation" who have been praised so loudly in Wuhundian, at Ye Yao's age, it is absolutely impossible for them to have higher soul power than him.
"How dare you talk back!" Another slap came down.
Ye Yao crouched on the ground, clutching his head wanting to cry but without tears.
This old man became angry from embarrassment, and was furious...
"Okay, let's continue..."
"Apart from this Huowu, there are those from the Spirit Hall..."
"Originally, their strength is sufficient. If they compete head-on with you, even you have to go all out, otherwise there is not enough chance of winning."
"After all, although your talents are even greater, but in terms of soul power, you are still at a disadvantage."
"However, I didn't expect that you would use the seven-in-one fusion technique in the end..." Sword Douluo said with some regret.
The fact that they possessed the seven-in-one fusion skill was indeed beyond his expectation, and as a result, they won the final victory so easily.
And Ye Yao didn't even have the chance to make a serious move...
"I can't help it, the chances of winning are higher with this method..." Ye Yao smiled and said, "You also know that the other party's martial soul fusion skills are not compatible with mine. If you fight hard, you still can't guarantee it." Odds."
"If it's a normal game, you'll be familiar with it if you lose, but in this game, the reward is a soul bone..."
"And it's still three yuan..."
Jian Douluo was dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.
"Forget it, let's not talk about this, anyway, let's hurry up and start." Sword Douluo said with his hands behind his back.
"Huh? Really hit?" Ye Yao said with a bitter face, reluctantly.
"Either you play the sword, or I will play, you choose one." Sword Douluo said coldly.
Ye Yao didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, and immediately released Wuhun.
Just kidding, you always use swords?
Do you really want me to lie down in the car again?
Seems pretty good too?In this way, maybe Xueer will take care of me personally...
"By the way, don't let me see you cheating and cheating, otherwise, you will know the consequences..." Sword Douluo threatened.
Ye Yao didn't say a word, but silently put on a posture, gathering strength.
"Well, it's not bad..." Jian Douluo nodded secretly.
Afterwards, various voices came from the open space.
"What's the matter? Didn't you eat? The sword is so slow and the strength is so weak, do you want to come back after eating?"
After a while...
"Well, the two swords just now were quite interesting, since this is the case..."
clang clang...
"Old man, what are you doing! Didn't you agree that I will draw the sword!" Ye Yao was shocked and angry.
"But I never said that I can't produce a sword..."
"Master, you..."
"Stop talking nonsense! Take the sword!"
"Ya, Yamidie..."
After a while...
"Say, don't rely too much on your intuition. In this way, you may miss a lot of opportunities in the battle. Come again..." "No, I can't do it..."
"It's okay if you can't! Continue..."
"I told you not to learn well at such a young age, to fall in love early, to fall in love early...What's wrong with my family Rongrong...I still like someone..."
"I...I..." Ye Yao said in a trembling voice, half kneeling on the ground while holding the hilt of the sword with both hands.
"What are you! Continue!"
crackling...
"Also, you're pretty awesome! You even recited poems during the competition!"
"I do not……"
"Also find someone to read the narration in advance!"
"I……"
"Evil barrier, take the sword! The face of the old man was completely lost by you!"
I don't know how long it took before Ye Yao lay on the ground with bruises all over his body, and reprimanded weakly: "Old man, you are..."
I will definitely fight evil forces like you to the end!
I will not give in!
"Huh?" Jian Douluo snorted softly, making Ye Yao swallow the words that came to his lips.
"Good fight, good fight..."
I, after all, compromised with the evil forces...
"Okay, let's stop here for today..." Jian Douluo looked at Ye Yao with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes. It seemed that Ye Yao's progress could barely satisfy him.
Ye Yao was too lazy to say anything.
"By the way, there is one more thing I want to tell you." Jian Douluo said suddenly.
"Fengzhi received the news that the soul bone I found for you has already been heard..."
"Huh?" Ye Yao froze for a moment, then struggled to get up and asked, "That's..."
"A left leg bone." Jian Douluo said.
"The age limit is about 5 years, a top-grade spirit bone."
"5 years, this..." Ye Yao was startled.
5 years, you know, the head bone that hurts the soul of Wuhundian is only 5 years old.The other two spirit bones are already top-grade, but they are only at the level of 3 to [-] years.
And the head bone that Ye Yao gave to Ning Rongrong was only about 3 to [-] years old.
it seems...
"Don't worry, it's not as outrageous as you imagined." Jian Douluo knew what Ye Yao was thinking at a glance.
"First of all, skull bones are rarer than limb bones, and their value is higher. Therefore, limb bones equivalent to Rongrong's head bone must be about 4 years old."
"This one is over 1 years old, that's not too much..." Jian Douluo said.
After all, a soul bone is not a Chinese cabbage, and it is impossible to choose it as you like. To find this one, which is about the same age, is already the skill of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School.
As for the slightly higher value...
For the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, does this count?
Leaving aside the relationship between Ye Yao, Ning Rongrong and Sword Douluo, Ning Fengzhi wouldn't care too much about other soul masters.
It is considered to be a good relationship.
Ye Yao nodded silently, and at the same time, secretly remembered this matter in his heart.
"Okay, let's go back, continue tomorrow..." Jian Douluo glanced at the sky, and said to Ye Yao.
"Ah! Come tomorrow?"
"One at noon and one in the afternoon..."
"Don't! Old man! Let's discuss it again..." A howl sounded.
(End of this chapter)
