After Ding Qi left Notting City, he slowed down, there were still a few days before the ten-day period, and he planned to go around outside and go back. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Now everything is going according to his plan, and he has no crisis and has to rush to catch up.

Since you have come to the world of this Douluo Continent, if you don't have a good experience and appreciate it, it will be in vain.

Based on what he learned in the Martial Spirit Palace, he stood on the highest mountain peak nearby, found the closest and most prosperous city to him, and planned to go inside.

But at this moment, he felt a fierce energy, and it flew towards his side.

Ding Qi squinted his eyes and looked to the right, only to see a black shadow, piercing through the wind at a very fast speed, from a thousand meters away, in the blink of an eye.

The shadow stopped, revealing a black, torn robe.

The disheveled hair was decadently tangled together and fell down on top of it.

A face is a little thin, but it is angular, and it looks extremely cold, but in those eyes, there is a little drunkenness.

A decadent middle-aged man.

When he saw the other party's appearance, Ding Qi had also determined the identity of the other party.

Tang San's father, Haotian Douluo, Tang Hao!

Ding Qi had already roughly guessed the other party's intention, and when he took Ding Bing to look for Tang San, he had already guessed that Tang Hao might find himself.

After all, according to the plot in the original book, during Tang San's own cultivation, Tang Hao would often be by his side, although he did not appear, but he also protected Tang San through this most vulnerable period.

"Hello, Haotian Douluo. Ding Qi said hello generously.

"Hello, dare to ask where your Excellency is. Although Tang Hao's expression was very stiff, he did not show hostility.

This naturally had something to do with the fact that Ding Qi didn't do anything bad to Tang San.

When Ding Qi took Tang San away, Tang Hao had already found out, but he couldn't catch up with Ding Qi's speed, and when he followed him outside Notting City, Ding Qi had already talked to Tang San about the good things and left directly.

Then he could only continue to chase after him, he couldn't feel what level of powerhouse Ding Qi was, but the speed that Ding Qi showed made him frightened.

Although Tang Hao is a power-type Titled Douluo, in terms of speed, he can really throw Tang Hao away, and among the many known Titled Douluo, there is really none.

So for Ding Qi, Tang Hao had to pay attention to it, he wanted to figure out what was the purpose of this terrifying powerhouse who appeared next to his son?

"My name is Ding Qi, and you may not know it, but I am the sect master of the Ontology Sect. Ding Qi's face did not change his color, he had already decided to use the identity of the sect master of the ontology as the fixed identity of his own ontology.

"Ontology Sect?" Tang Hao frowned and fell into deep thought, he naturally had never heard of the sect of Ontology Sect.

"You don't know. Ding Qi shrugged his shoulders with a smile and explained, "I am the only one in our Ontology Sect so far, because it is a single lineage, and my master passed away many years ago. ”

"It's also because of the single transmission of the pulse, so we don't have it in our body, it's too high-profile, it's a hermit's sect, basically except for the time when we are looking for a successor, we will stay in our own sect to cultivate, and we don't come out much. ”

"Why is that?" Tang Hao still didn't understand, "Are you? Everyone doesn't want to come out, or do you have to stay in the sect." ”

In this regard, Ding Qi had already thought of his rhetoric, and he had already outlined in his heart a hidden sect called the Ontology Sect, which had a grand plan for development since ancient times.

"This has something to do with our martial spirits. Ding Qi lowered his voice, but he didn't mean to hide it in front of Tang Hao, "If you really want to explain, it's a long story." ”

"I would like to hear it. Tang Hao seemed very patient.

"So, find a place to sit and talk while eating and drinking?" Ding Qi suggested.

Tang Hao nodded and did not refuse.

A minute later, Ding Qi and Tang Hao sat in the most upscale restaurant in the bustling city he had originally fancied.

Ding Qi is rich, and when he goes out this time, the Wuhun Hall gives him a lot of funds.

"The stories we use on our ontology go back tens of thousands of years. Ding Qi began to talk rhetorically.

"As we all know, martial souls are divided into two types: weapon martial souls and beast martial souls, but between the two, there is a special kind of martial soul. ”

"Ontological Martial Soul!"

Tang Hao was also interested, and what Ding Qi said was something he had never heard of.

"Ontological martial soul, as the name suggests, is to use the human body as the martial soul. ”

"Hands, or legs, eyes, ears, torso, or whole body. ”

"Is there really such a martial spirit?" Tang Hao's eyes widened.

"Of course there is!" Ding Qi was very sure, "It's just not very common." ”

As he spoke, Ding Qi stretched out his right hand, he could now completely control the changes in his body at will, so as soon as his mind moved, his right hand swelled up in a circle, thicker than a bear's paw.

"This ......" Tang Hao was really dumbfounded, of course he could see that Ding Qi's hand was still a human hand, and it did not have the characteristics of any kind of soul beast.

"So, your martial soul is the hand?"

"It's not. Ding Qi shook his head and patiently explained, "My martial soul is my entire body, and the demonstration is too amazing, so I will only use my hands to explain it." ”

"......I see," Tang Hao sighed for a long time, and then suddenly reacted, "But what does this have to do with your Ontology Sect being hidden?"

"That's why we have to start from 10,000 years ago, at that time, the martial soul had not been developed for long, and the thinking of the weapon martial soul and the beast martial soul had been solidified, even to the point of being sick, if there was a martial soul that did not belong to the instrument or the beast, what do you think would happen?"

Tang Hao had completely fallen into Ding Qi's story, pondered for a while, and replied with a frown: "You will be rejected by the public, or even more serious, that's why you are hiding!"

"That's right, and this collection is more than 10,000 years old. Ding Qi's expression was also full of embarrassment, as if he was really a member of such a hermit sect.

"However, in recent years, I have found that people's acceptance is much better, so I also wondered if we could make our sect appear in the public's sight. ”

"By the way, I didn't have any bad intentions when I contacted your son, I just felt that he was extraordinary, and his mind was mature, and it just so happened that I had a new apprentice, and when something happened, I entrusted it to Tang San......"

"I see......"

Under Ding Qi's flickering, Tang Hao was completely relieved, and admired Ding Qi and the fictional ontology sect behind Ding Qi.

Of course, the most important thing is that Ding Qi's strength makes Tang Hao jealous, and he also subconsciously thinks that there is no reason to deceive himself by this not weak existence in front of him.

was defenseless, and after coming and going, the two became very happy with each other.

A few hours later, Ding Qi said goodbye to Tang Hao, walked around the city, and slowly walked in the direction of Wuhun City.

At this time, Wuhun City is already turbulent!