Chapter 197 I like obedient disciples

"But teacher... I." Tang San opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't say anything.

"Xiao San, teacher knows the pain in your heart." The master patted Tang San's shoulder and sighed: "Xiao San, you can disobey the teacher's words, but don't you listen to your father's words?"

"If you think the teacher is harming you, is your father also harming you?"

Tang San was stunned for a moment, and was a little at a loss for a while.

"Forget it, Xiao San, let's go into the house and talk." Seeing Tang San like this, the master first gave Liu Erlong a look, indicating that the other party should leave first, and then pulled the dazed Tang San into the wooden house. He was ready to enlighten his disciples and couldn't ruin the big thing.

After entering the wooden house, the master pulled two chairs and signaled Tang San to sit down.

After Tang San sat down, the master said solemnly: "Xiao San, do you know what you are in now? If you continue in this state, not only will the teacher be disappointed in you, but even your father who has high hopes for you will be disappointed!"

The master's words were not very pleasant to hear. In order to persuade Tang San, he could only bring up Tang Hao again and again. After all, he was not as important as Tang Hao.

But despite this, Tang San, who was familiar with the master, still heard the deep concern and fear in the master's words.

"I'm sorry... Teacher." Tang San's eyes were slightly red, and he bowed his head respectfully, muttering: "It was the disciple who was impulsive."

At this time, the master could not guess what Tang San was thinking in his heart. As a man of two lives, he was much more thoughtful than his peers and thought more.

It was precisely because of this that he was more likely to get stuck in a dead end, which led to his appearance.

In Tang San's heart, the teacher is equivalent to his father. Since his father said that it was for his own good, then this choice must be right. Besides, after so many years with the master, how could Tang San not know the master's character?

So, after listening to the master's words just now, Tang San's impulsive emotions were somewhat restored. Although he still had malice towards the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, his desire to cultivate the second martial soul was diluted a lot.

"But teacher, can my Blue Silver Grass really be cultivated to the level you said?" Tang San smiled bitterly and said, "I really don't know what to do now. Although I have cultivated to the fourth ring, the weakness of Blue Silver Grass is becoming more and more obvious as the level increases."

"Even when fighting with Cheng Xiao, my Blue Silver Grass was temporarily out of control."

Hearing this, the master shook his head and said, "Xiao San, are these problems you mentioned really considered problems?"

"Teacher still said that there is no useless martial soul, only useless soul master."

"You have to understand that the Blue Silver Grass itself is not strong, It is because you, Tang San, are strong that the Blue Silver Grass is strong, just like your father and I did not allow you to add a second martial spirit. "

"Only if Tang San is strong, the Clear Sky Hammer martial spirit is strong. Similarly, you can't even cultivate the weak Blue Silver Grass, so are you sure you can cultivate the Clear Sky Hammer well?"

"Don't say that the teacher is hitting you. From the current point of view, Cheng Xiao's talent and hard work have completely surpassed you. He may even have twin martial spirits, and they are plant-based martial spirits like you."

"Otherwise, it is difficult to explain why your Blue Silver Grass will fail in front of him. However, there is one thing that puzzles me. If Cheng Xiao has twin martial spirits, So, how strong should his second martial soul be? "

"Although the blue silver grass is very weak, it should not be completely unable to fight back, right?"

Before he finished speaking, the master changed the subject again and said from the side: "Also, don't think that Cheng Xiao can suppress you for the rest of your life. How old are you now?"

"Before you are fifteen years old, your soul power has reached more than 40 levels, and you have also obtained two soul bones. You are not unaware of the importance of soul bones."

"Although Cheng Xiao's soul power level is much higher than yours, and his martial soul is extremely strange, this does not mean that you will lose to him in the future."

"On the path of cultivation, it will be in vain without hard work. If your spirit power levels were on the same level, how could you lose so miserably? "

"Teacher believes in you. When your spirit power level increases, Cheng Xiao will definitely feel troubled by your strength. If you still can't defeat Cheng Xiao in the future, then you are not my disciple, not a genius with twin martial spirits, but just a waste. Do you understand?"

The master's words also made Tang San understand a little, but he still felt a little dissatisfied. He didn't want to be stepped on by Cheng Xiao all the time. If he was really a teenager, it would be fine, but after two lives, the dignity in his heart made it difficult for him to accept the reality of his failure.

The master snorted coldly: "A little impatience will ruin a big plan. Do you plan to spend your whole life in the shadow brought by Cheng Xiao?"

"Speaking of Cheng Xiao, the teacher also has some guesses in his mind, but these guesses are not a good thing for you. Let's do this. While there is still some time before the end of the preliminaries, you should practice and recover your body. The teacher will take you to the soul beast forest in two days to see if you can find another soul bone."

"If you can have another soul bone, you will have a better chance of winning when facing Cheng Xiao next time, at least you will not be forced into this state."

When saying this, the master glanced at Tang San intentionally or unintentionally, fearing that this stubborn child would say something nonsense again.

"I know, teacher." In response to the master's thoughts, Tang San did not dwell on the trivial this time, but his words made the master stunned, "Teacher, it's easy for you to say that the soul bone is so rare, how can you get it just by saying it?"

The master touched his chin and comforted him: "Don't worry, the teacher has his own plan. Although the soul bone is rare, if you are willing to work hard, you can still get it."

"When you have recovered, the soul bone will be left to our golden iron triangle."

"Okay, teacher!" Tang San was obviously a little excited.

Touching Tang San's head, the master looked at the former gently and said softly: "Xiao San, the teacher does not need you to remember anything, but you must remember that in this world, only the teacher and father will not harm you."

"In the future, if you encounter something, don't always digest it alone, tell the matter, and the teacher will solve it with you, understand?"

"Well, I know, teacher." Tang San lowered his head in shame.

Seeing this, the master's face showed a little smile, and he was very satisfied with this obedient disciple.

At the same time, in Wuhun City, the Pope's Palace.

Pope Bibi Dong was wearing a golden long dress, holding a two-meter-long scepter inlaid with countless gems and sitting alone at the head of the table. Jue Gui and the other two Douluo stood quietly behind her.

There were nearly twenty people sitting at the huge oval conference table, starting from Pope Bibi Dong. Each of them was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had a solemn demeanor.

At this moment, everyone present focused their eyes on Pope Bibi Dong, waiting for her to speak. (End of this chapter)