Chapter 5 Awakening of the Martial Spirit (1)

The passage of time is like diarrhea, which cannot be stopped.

In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed.

Shen Jianxin also saw the romantic and suave Ning Fengzhi transforming into a Skeleton Douluo within the past six months, and hated Ning Rongrong very much.

"Kenshin, little Kenshin, where are you?"

"The beautiful and quirky little Rongrong comes to play with you again."

"I recently heard someone say that you are Grandpa Jian's illegitimate son. Are you right?"

"I think so. Otherwise, why would Grandpa Jian always play with you and not play with Rongrong anymore."

"But I hope you are not, otherwise I would call you uncle?"

"Little Kenshin, why don't you come out?"

At this time, Shen Jianxin, who was hiding under the bed, was going crazy. He really didn't expect that Ning Rongrong would be so annoying when she was a child.

Ever since Ning Fengzhi's eyes lit up when she saw him that day, and then she called Ning Rongrong to introduce him to him, he had not lived a pure life for a few days.

Shen Jianxin felt more and more at this time that if he had met Ning Rongrong one day earlier, it would have been a long time before he understood the power of the sword.

"Ah! So you are here. Is there anything fun here?"

Along with Nuo Nuo's voice, Ning Rongrong's cute (evil) face also appeared in front of Shen Jianxin.

"No, it's nothing fun. I just dropped something under the bed and came in to look for it."

Seeing that Ning Rongrong was about to climb in, Shen Jianxin quickly took out a gold soul coin and said that he was looking for something.

"What? It turns out to be a gold soul coin."

"Little Kenshin, it's true that you soiled your clothes just for a gold soul coin."

"Here, I have a lot here, give them all to you."

"Next time, don't get your clothes dirty just for the gold soul coins."

Looking at the handful of gold soul coins that Ning Rongrong handed over, there were about three or five, Shen Jianxin was very moved.

[This cute little rich woman is so fascinating! 】

At this time, Shen Jianxin had no doubt that three or five was only the limit of Ning Rongrong's hands, not the limit of her pocket.

"Well, since Miss Rongrong has given you the order, I will listen to you."

With that said, Shen Jian opened the pocket of his clothes without leaving any trace, and Ning Rongrong understood and put a few more pockets inside.

[Little Kenshin is so easy to coax, he only wants useless gold soul coins! 】

Good guy, at this time both of them actually felt that they had taken a big advantage.

"Oh, right."

Ning Rongrong, who was loading gold soul coins into Shen Jianxin's pocket, suddenly thought of something.

"Little Kenshin, your parents are here. They said that you will be six years old today and can awaken your martial spirit."

"Then my dad, Grandpa Jian, Grandpa Bone, your parents, they are all waiting for you to come over."

Ning Rongrong just clapped her fingers together, stretching out one finger every time she mentioned someone, as if she was afraid of forgetting someone.

"The martial spirit awakens? Doesn't it take a few days for the disciples in the sect to awaken together?"

Since the Qibao Glazed Sect only cares about its own area, the martial soul awakening is not once a year like the martial soul hall, but once a month.

"Dad said you are different, it seems, yes"

"Oops! I forgot, you just come with me anyway!"

With that said, Ning Rongrong stepped forward and pulled Shen Jianxin out.

Although Ning Rongrong forgot, Shen Jianxin could probably guess it.

Recently, there have been more than a dozen versions of rumors about him in the sect, such as Sword Douluo's illegitimate son, Ning Rongrong's child adoptive husband, peerless genius, etc., there are simply countless.

Maybe Ning Fengzhi and the others also wanted to awaken his martial soul as soon as possible, make a conclusion about his affairs, and put an end to these rumors.

Whether he goes or stays when the time comes depends on his trembling.

After a while, Ning Rongrong pulled Shen Jianxin to the Qibao Hall.

Ning Fengzhi sat on the main seat in the main hall, with Jian and Bone Douluo sitting on both sides. Below them were Shen Jianxin's parents, Shen Chengfeng and Feng Lingling.

"Dad, Grandpa Jian, Grandpa Bone, uncle, aunt, I brought little Kenshin."

"I have met the sect leader, Your Majesty Sword Douluo, Your Majesty Bone Douluo."

As soon as he entered the door, Ning Rongrong ran into Ning Fengzhi's arms like a joyful man, shouting about his achievements as he ran.

But Shen Jianxin didn't dare to be presumptuous, so she had better bow to herself properly.

"Okay, Rongrong is the best. Dad will reward Rongrong later. Let's play while we do it."

After praising Ning Rongrong, Ning Fengzhi looked at Shen Jianxin with a smile.

"Forgive me Kenshin, you are too old-fashioned and don't have the liveliness of a child at all."

"You should learn more from Rongrong. As a child, you should be more lively and lovable."

After listening to Ning Fengzhi's words, Shen Jianxin bowed respectfully: "The sect leader taught me that my disciples must learn more from Miss Rongrong."

[You old man, you are so bad. 】

[That is to say, you would do this to your daughter. I have never seen any of your sons dare to be 'lively'. 】

[I will not be fooled by your daughter. 】

Seeing Shen Jianxin's performance, Ning Fengzhi nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, just be casual. Do you know why I came to you?"

For Ning Fengzhi, rules are more important than anything else. Rules are the foundation of everything.

After all, his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is only an auxiliary martial spirit and has no offensive power at all.

Therefore, the only thing he could use to restrain his disciples was rules, and only rules.

He said he didn't care about these things, but in his heart he valued the establishment of rules more than anyone else.

The Tiandou Emperor Xue Ye asked the prince Xue Qinghe to worship him as his teacher. One of his purposes was to let the prince learn these methods of imperial control from him.

"Sir, sir, Miss Rongrong informed me on the way."

"Okay, now that you know, don't be too nervous."

"No matter what the outcome is, you are still a disciple of my Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, and this will not change."

[You haven’t even taken off the grind yet, and you’re planning to kill the donkey? 】

[Considering the lively atmosphere in the sect, if I were just an ordinary disciple, wouldn’t those people laugh at me to death? 】

[Do you still want me to be Xiao Jianxin? Bearing the humiliation and bearing the burden for three years? 】

How could Shen Jian, who had an adult's mind, not understand the meaning of Ning Fengzhi's words.

If your talent is good, the rumors outside the door are true. If your talent is bad, then you can fend for yourself.

The Qibao Glazed Sect would not ruin its reputation for an ordinary soul master.

"Fengzhi, why are you talking about this?"

"I think Kenshin is a good kid. If anything happens, let him take care of my daily life."

At this time, Sword Dou Luo Chenxin also heard what Ning Fengzhi meant.

However, in the past six months of getting along, Shen Jianxin's young, mature and steady temperament was quite suitable for Sword Douluo's taste.

Quiet, neither noisy nor noisy, smart and sensible, with pretty good talent, he fully meets Sword Douluo's expectations for his offspring.

"Uncle Jian."

"Okay, okay, let's awaken the martial spirit first, and we'll talk about the rest later."

"Chengfeng, it's up to you to awaken Kenshin."

Seeing what Ning Fengzhi wanted to say, Sword Douluo interrupted him with a smile and announced that he had begun to awaken his martial soul.