A day later, Canaan College.

In the quiet room, the faint sandalwood lingers in it, making the spirit of the people a little comfortable and intoxicated, on the bed in the corner of the room, Xiao Yan lies on it with his eyes closed, and only after a long time does he have a faint breath.

After half a ring, Xiao Yan's fingers suddenly trembled slightly, his weak breathing finally became a little stronger, his eyelashes blinked slightly, his eyelids struggled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

The faint light penetrated into the room through the window, Xiao Yan's palms clenched violently, and then he rolled over from the bed, panting slightly, and after looking around, a memory quickly poured out from the depths of his mind.

Soon, he remembered why he was lying on the bed.

"Tang Hao... You say that my mother died at the hands of the Wuhun Temple, is this true or false? Recalling what Tang Hao said to himself after casting the Buddha's Fury Fire Lotus, Xiao Yan frowned slightly, clenched his fists, and took a light breath of air slightly tinged with sandalwood.

Sandalwood entered his body, and his head suddenly became more sober.

At this moment, the click of opening the door suddenly sounded outside the room, Dugu Bo pushed the door open and walked in, when he saw Xiao Yan who had already sat up on the bed, he was slightly stunned, and then pounced on his face full of ecstasy.

"Xiao Yan, you kid finally woke up, you've been in a coma all day, but you're worried about the death of the old man." Dugu Bo laughed happily.

"Have I been in a coma all day?" Hearing this, Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "It seems that the consumption of casting the Buddha's Fury Fire Lotus is really not small. ”

"You're fine, are you?" Dugu Bo walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, his eyes were full of joy, and he asked with a smile.

"You can't die." The corners of Xiao Yan's mouth twitched, and he smiled bitterly.

"You little guy, it's really hidden, even your father Haotian Douluo is not your opponent, the old man is really glad that he didn't have a grudge against you at the beginning." Dugu Bo patted Xiao Yan's thigh and said with a straight face.

"It's just a fluke." Xiao Yan smiled faintly.

"By the way, how did you get into such a situation with your father? Judging from yesterday's situation, you father and son didn't spare their hands at all, if others saw it, you two fathers and sons were filial. His gaze swept over Xiao Yan, Dugu Bo frowned and joked.

"Hehe, it's not because Tang Hao, the old guy's head suddenly got hot, so he had to come to find something." Xiao Yan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

There was a touch of bitterness and sadness on his face, and after a long time, Xiao Yan sighed softly, looked up at the ceiling and was stunned for a while.

Standing up slowly, Xiao Yan looked at the empty street outside, if he couldn't find his mother's whereabouts and completely broke with Tang Hao and Tang San, then from now on, he would have to face the world alone...

"By the way, old poison, the white light that can petrify energy when you saved me yesterday seems to be a soul bone skill, right?" His eyes swept over Dugu, and Xiao Yan asked with a smile.

"Well, yes, I do have a head soul bone in my body." Dugu Bo didn't hide anything from Xiao Yan, so he simply told the whole story: "This head soul bone of mine comes from a 50,000-year-old Medusa. ”

"Medusa ???"

Hearing this, Xiao Yan vaguely appeared in his mind the appearance of a strange woman, the woman's appearance was extremely charming, a pair of lilac eyes and eyes flowed, enough to charm all things, she was wearing a graceful purple brocade robe, the delicate body under the brocade robe, plump and exquisite, oozing a faint charm.

She had three thousand green silks on her head, casually draped down from the fragrant shoulders, perpendicular to the slender willow waist, and under the brocade robe, a colorful snake tail was revealed.

"Asai... Colored scales? ”

For some reason, Xiao Yan always felt that he had met such a beauty, and this inexplicable feeling made him think that he had been similar to her for a long time...

Slightly distracted, Xiao Yan pressed his eyebrows with a little headache, since the awakening of the martial spirit, he was often troubled by some messy fragmented memories.

It's like a dream with no end in sight.

………

Shrek Academy.

In a certain dimly lit room, two days had passed since Xiao Yan broke Tang San's Eight Spider Spear and seriously injured the latter.

At this time, Tang San's whole body was still wrapped in bandages, but with the recovery of the elixir and the healing soul master, he was now able to walk on the ground, only to see him sitting blankly in a dark corner of the room, his eyes blank.

In the past two days, Tang San not only did not sleep, but also did not eat half a cent of rice, and his body had fallen into a state of extreme weakness.

The doors and windows of the room were welded by him with blue silver grass, and by the way, there was also a layer of cobwebs to bind them, ordinary people could not enter them at all, no matter how the master, Xiao Wu and others shouted outside, he did not make any response.

In the past two days, Tang San had thought a lot, but the more he thought about it, the more chaotic his heart became, and this kind of pain kept ravaging his heart.

Since the day he became a soul master, he has always stood at the peak of his peers, although Blue Silver Grass is not a powerful martial soul, but with the blessing of his Xuantian Gong and the cultivation under the guidance of the master, it is not worse than other martial souls.

Compared to those ordinary soul masters, Tang San even had some sense of superiority, but as long as he faced Xiao Yan, he was all pressed to the ground and rubbed.

What's the problem?

Tang San calmed down and thought about this problem, but in the end, he found that it was because his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul was too weak, coupled with the fact that he was naturally restrained by flames, which caused him to be defeated again and again when facing Xiao Yan.

Moreover, he also found that his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul was not stronger than the martial souls of other soul masters, if it wasn't for the fact that he accidentally got a piece of Eight Spider Soul Bone, and the quality of the soul ring he obtained was always higher than that of soul masters of the same age, he was probably nothing.

"Tang San, Huo Ke Cao, your Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul was naturally restrained by my strange fire, in this life and this life, you are not destined to be my opponent."

"Tang San, the enemy who is defeated in my hands will never be regarded as an opponent by me, I will give you time to chase until you can't see it from afar."

"Tang San, the soul ring attachment of your Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass was wrong from the beginning, the most prominent thing about Blue Silver Grass is its vitality, as the saying goes, wildfires can't be burned, and the spring breeze blows and grows. No matter how bad it is, you can also attach an attack soul ring, as the saying goes, flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people, and plants, trees, bamboos and stones can be used as swords. ”

"You could have made endless replies with your right hand, an extreme attack with your left hand, such a good talent, but in the end, you made a four-like."

"What's more, martial soul and soul power are the foundation of soul masters, and you spend a lot of time learning the sneak attack methods of that invisible light. Tang San, you are even more disappointing than I imagined. ”

"Tang San, as an elder brother, let me tell you one more news, Yu Xiaogang's martial soul theories are almost all copied, and five of his ten martial soul theories are right and five are wrong. That's because the right five were copied by him from the Martial Spirit Palace, and the wrong five were all conjured up by this waste. ”

"The wrong theories he came up with have never been put into practice, but he said it himself when you were apprentices."

"There is no waste of martial souls, only waste of soul masters, this is what Yu Xiaogang said this big fool, right? But in the past few decades, He has taught an ordinary soul master with a martial soul, and he has not practiced his theory in his own body. ”

"What do you think is the final feasibility of this kind of person who only keeps to the theories summarized by others and thinks hard, without the slightest practical experience, and he conjectures the martial soul theory?"

"Tang San, if you continue like this, you will become a waste like that teacher of yours, Yu Xiaogang."

In the past two days, Xiao Yan's voice of hating iron and not being steel has been lingering in Tang San's ears all the time, is his teacher's theory really wrong?

Why? Why is this happening? Have all my years of hard work been in vain? Is there really no solution?

Did you really go wrong from the beginning of your soul master path?

"Blue Silver Grass is definitely not a good martial spirit, while he is still young, it should be too late to give it up." Tang San couldn't help but think of his other martial spirit, the Haotian Hammer.

This martial soul is the inheritance martial soul of the first sect in the world, Haotian Sect, if you choose to transfer to this martial soul, then you can definitely become extremely powerful.

However, his father said that he was not allowed to add any soul ring to the hammer, and his teacher Yu Xiaogang also explained why, that was because as long as he waited until he cultivated the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul to level sixty and then added the soul ring to the Haotian Hammer, he would definitely be able to achieve a full 10,000-year soul ring.

What a horror would it be?

At that time, I will undoubtedly be stronger than ever.

It's just that just relying on a waste martial soul like Blue Silver Grass, can he really cultivate to level sixty or seventy? Will there really be such a day?

With the increase in the level of soul power and the increase in soul rings, Tang San's shortcomings as a standard waste martial soul Blue Silver Grass are becoming more and more obvious. Whether it is Dai Mubai's White Tiger Martial Soul or Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Martial Soul, they undoubtedly have top-level talents, and their soul skills have become more and more terrifying because of the foundation of their martial souls.

And Tang San was not so lucky, although the Blue Silver Grass was very malleable, it could not make up for the Blue Silver Grass's own fragile basic ability at all, after all, it was born from a waste martial soul, even if the soul ring was attached, it was impossible to compare with the Fire Phoenix and the Evil Eye White Tiger, let alone Xiao Yan's Extreme Fire Martial Soul. The other six people in the Shrek Seven Monsters, any one of them has a much stronger martial soul than him.

With the increase in the level of soul power, the weakness of the Blue Silver Grass itself has become more and more clearly manifested, in the future, can he really compete with other soul masters with the waste martial soul of the Blue Silver Grass?

Or, it's better to directly transfer to the second martial soul Haotian Hammer, right? That is the inheritance martial soul of Haotian Sect, which is known as the first sect in the world.

If he had chosen to cultivate the Haotian Hammer from the beginning, then his current strength would definitely be far less than this.

The more he thought about it, the lower Tang San's confidence in Blue Silver Grass became, and his heart felt like a river and a sea, and all kinds of chaotic thoughts made him feel like he was going crazy.

As long as I turn to the cultivation of the Haotian Hammer Martial Soul, Xiao Yan will never be my opponent again, I pondered for a moment, and made up my mind in my heart, Tang San's originally dull eyes once again regained their previous fighting spirit and confidence.

At this moment, the master appeared outside the door, his eyes bloodshot and his mouth kept yawning, obviously because he had not slept well for the past two days.

Ever since Tang San locked himself in the house, the master had been guarding the door every step of the way, for fear that Tang San would not be able to think of anything stupid.

After all, this time it was because of a problem with his martial soul theory that Tang San was defeated by Xiao Yan again, and the master was very afraid that Tang San would choose to transfer to the second martial soul Haotian Hammer, in this case, his hard work for so many years would be in vain?

Tang San was the hope of the master to prove his invincible theory, and he couldn't just watch Tang San destroy his theory.

"Xiaogang, why don't you go back and rest first, you haven't closed your eyes for almost two days and two nights, and when Xiao San figured it out, I will notify you as soon as possible." Liu Erlong walked over from a distance with breakfast, looking at the master who had not closed his eyes for a long time with a haggard face, she also said quite worriedly.

Hearing this, the master waved his hand and politely refused: "Erlong, you don't know Xiao San's character, his self-esteem and competitiveness are extremely strong, if his soul master path has been smooth and smooth, it would be fine." But if you are hit and frustrated one after another, I am afraid that you will do something extreme. ”

"You can't let him ruin his life because of impulse." The master said in a dignified manner.

"Xiao Gang, what is the origin of this Xiao Yan, why did he embarrass Tang San again and again? What's more, this Xiao Yan's cultivation talent is too terrifying, at the age of fourteen, his soul power has reached more than fifty levels, how did he do it? Liu Erlong was a little angry in his heart, and at the same time a little curious.

In her opinion, Tang San was already the best among his peers, and there were people who were even more terrifying than Tang San, all of which seemed a little unreal.

"What's the matter? It can only be said that Haotian Douluo's genes are too good, and this Xiao Yan is also Tang Hao's son and Tang San's own brother. The master sighed and said a little helplessly, he didn't expect Tang San's biggest enemy to be his own family.

"What? Xiao Yan is also Tang Hao's son? How is this possible? His surname is Xiao? Hearing this, Liu Erlong suddenly opened his mouth wide and said in disbelief.

As soon as the words fell, there was a creak, and the door of the inner room was suddenly opened, and Tang San dragged his tired body out. Perhaps because the door had been kept closed, his body shook as the harsh sunlight poured over his body.

"Little San, you finally came out, teacher, I've been waiting for you outside for a long time, for fear that you won't figure it out and do something stupid." The master's figure came to Tang San's face almost in the next instant, and his powerful big hand instantly clasped the latter's shoulder, and he said quite excitedly.

"Teacher, I don't have anything to do, I've figured it out, and I'm ready to transfer to the second martial soul Haotian Hammer." Barely squeezing out a smile, the soul power in Tang San's body operated on its own, allowing his ossified bloodlines to flow smoothly and stand firm.

"What do you say? Mistress, are you crazy? Hearing this, the master suddenly became furious, pinched Tang San's shoulder hard, and asked, "Have you forgotten what I told you to your father?" ”

Hearing Tang San's choice, how could the master not be in a hurry? If Tang San was really asked to attach a soul ring to the Haotian Hammer, not to mention that the problem of attaching a soul ring would cause his body to collapse could not be solved, and his theories over the years would also be in vain.

"Little San, don't be impulsive, I have a plan to make Lan Yin faint and regain his sight." The master used only a simple sentence to surface what he was thinking now.

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