Chapter 117: Illusionary Wisdom Skull
"Information about a hundred thousand year soul beast."
Bibi Dong took the document, lightly rolled it with her fingers, and flipped through it casually.
"Xiao Wu, a student of Shrek Academy, born with full soul power, martial soul is a soft bone charm rabbit."
"According to the information provided by Han Tao, she is a hundred thousand year soul beast incarnation."
Bibi Dong made a lot of associations.
Decades ago, Bibi Dong personally hunted a soft bone rabbit.
Shemao did not elaborate on Xiao Wu's identity. This was deliberately ordered by Han Tao. He wanted Bibi Dong to guess it himself.
The conclusion drawn by one's own reasoning is more credible and less likely to be suspected.
"Xiao Wu, is the descendant of that rabbit?"
Straightened the enchanting body, with a slightly serious look.
"Han Tao."
Slender fingers covered her lips: "He gave me a great gift."
Bibi Dong smiled with satisfaction and asked: "Han Tao, does he need anything?"
Qian Renxue had already asked this question for her, and She Long conveyed:
"Han Tao applied for the permission to borrow from the library."
"Library permission, it's really surprising"
Looking at Snake Spear Douluo again: "Just this?"
"Yes." She Long nodded.
Confirming that it was correct, Bibi Dong agreed.
She thought of a lot.
Han Tao is a scholar who studies theory.
When such a scholar appeared, she would unconsciously compare him with another one.
"Yu Xiaogang"
"What level of soul power is Han Tao now?" Bibi Dong looked up and asked.
Snake Spear Douluo was stunned for a moment: "I haven't paid attention to it in detail, but it seems that he has broken through the Soul Sect."
"Oh?" Bibi Dong was surprised.
So, she took off the scepter and tapped the ground lightly.
The charming and strange man quickly came to the hall of the Pope's Palace: "Your Highness the Pope."
Chrysanthemum Douluo, Yueguan!
Facing Bibi Dong, he performed a general etiquette.
"Han Tao, have you eaten the immortal grass?"
Ju Douluo shook his head: "No!"
"No?" Bibi Dong's tone suddenly became high: "Do you know his current level?"
"Soul Sect, this is Soul Sect, has Blue Silver Grass ever broken through Soul Sect?"
Ju Douluo remained silent.
Obviously, no.
But Ju Douluo was still convinced and told the Pope clearly.
Han Tao did not take the immortal grass!
He did not take it, and we must respect the facts.
"Impossible!"
"This is impossible." Bibi Dong was unwilling to believe this answer.
Han Tao did not take the immortal grass, which means that he broke through with the theory he studied.
It also means that Bibi Dong's former white moonlight was defeated by Han Tao at the theoretical level where he was best.
And it was a thorough and complete defeat.
Others ignored all talent restrictions in a few years, broke through from the innate first-level soul power to the Soul Sect, and stood out in the National Elite Soul Master Competition, defeating seven members of Canghui Academy in one fell swoop.
Then what about Yu Xiaogang?
After wasting half of his life, he is still only at level 29.
Everyone is afraid of comparison, because once compared, it is clear who is the "waste".
"Ghost Douluo!" Bibi Dong shouted.
A black shadow emerged from behind Chrysanthemum Douluo and saluted Bibi Dong, saying: "Your Highness the Pope!"
"Go and investigate how Han Tao broke through the talent limit. Find out the method and tell me."
Ghost Douluo clenched his fists: "Yes!"
Then, she looked at Snake Spear Douluo again and ordered:
"She Long, go directly to Han Tao and ask him for a way to break through the talent limit."
Snake Spear Douluo also bowed and obeyed.
Unlike Ghost Douluo, Snake Spear Douluo is not a pope. Although he obeys Bibi Dong's orders, he will not do anything.
Two flowers bloom, each showing its own beauty.
Seven Treasure Glazed Sect, temporary sect meeting.
Ning Fengzhi, Han Tao, and several core members of the sect gathered together.
The sect leader took out a black bag, opened it, and the head soul bone with colorful light appeared.
"Soul bone?" Ning Tian's eyes flashed with desire.
But he knew that according to his contribution, he would most likely not get this soul bone.
Ning Fengzhi held the head soul bone in his palm and began to introduce:
"This is a head soul bone that is nearly 30,000 years old, a gem soul bone, from the Huanxin Lotus."
"The soul saint defeated by Han Tao and Ning Rongrong, Shi Nian dropped it."
This soul bone was originally 30,000 years old, but Han Tao was afraid and had to test it.
The age of the soul bone fell and became 29,000 years.
Obviously, Shi Nian was a waste, and Han Tao was fighting wits and courage with the air again.
Jian Douluo walked to Ning Rongrong and asked, "Do you want it?"
"Gem soul bones are extremely compatible with the Nine Treasures Glazed Tower."
Rongrong was secretly observing Han Tao's expression.
"I want it!" Ning Rongrong said immediately.
Han Tao was a little frustrated after hearing this.
If Ning Rongrong wanted it, Ning Fengzhi might not be able to resist the two Douluo.
In this case, he might miss the ability to read minds.
"Hey!" Rongrong was a little happy, quietly came to Han Tao and screamed.
"What are you doing?" Han Tao looked puzzled.
"Were you scared just now, afraid that you couldn't get the soul bone, and you were very sad, right?"
Han Tao's face was calm: "It's just a little regretful."
"Hehehe goose goose goose goose goose"
At this time, Ning Rongrong laughed: "You guessed wrong, I don't want it!"
"This soul bone is only over 20,000 years old, and its age is too low. I haven't fused any of the ten thousand-year-old soul bones that dad found for me."
"Besides, this skull is second-hand!"
Ning Rongrong doesn't need second-hand soul bones.
She found many reasons for herself, and all of them explained her indifference.
Eyes are the windows to the soul, and they cannot lie.
Han Tao did not fuse the soul bone, but he had already read her desire.
He gently stretched out his hand and rubbed her hair. The tips of her hair were blown by the wind and looked particularly golden in the sun.
"Rongrong"
"I really want this soul bone. Don't worry, I will find a better one for you in the future."
"I will definitely find a better one for you, definitely!"
Han Tao's words were like some kind of promise, and they echoed in her ears.
As if immersed in a honey pot, a smile quietly spreads all over the face.
She didn't dare to let Han Tao see her, so she turned her head slightly and listened carefully to Han Tao's whispers.
Soul bones, what soul bones?
Long ago forgotten.
Compared to her greed for soul bones, what she longs for more is that Han Tao can say a few more words.
Just a few more words, "I'm really looking forward to it."
The blush spreads upward from the neck to the edges of the earlobes.
"Damn it!" Bone Douluo was angry.
How come this situation seems like
It's developing in a bad direction.
"Sword, you don't care about it, you just put it aside and watch?"
Sword Douluo's face was expressionless and calm, as if he didn't care about anything.
He was actually not happy.
But seeing Gu Rong in pain made him feel a little relieved, so he just pretended to be calm and calm.
"Can you take care of Rongrong?" Chen Xin asked.
"Rongrong has grown so big, when will we be able to control her?"
Gu Rong's expression paused.
Suddenly I realized that I seemed to have no choice.
"You brat, come up here and get the soul bone!"
Gu Rong raised her face and spoke in a sinister tone.
He wanted to scare Han Tao, but Ning Rongrong glared at him.
This time, Gu Rong felt even more uncomfortable.
"Yeah!" Han Tao responded.
He walked forward and took the soul bone from Ning Fengzhi's hand.
Ning Fengzhi said with a smile: "You have to hurry up. If Rongrong goes back on his word, you will have no chance."
