Douluo: I started with Blue Silver Grass, and I counterattacked and defeated the gods

Chapter 137 Wanzai Xuanbing Cave

After all, it is a sect with a history of more than a thousand years, so it is not surprising that it has such a little bit of heritage.

Du Bu Si put his hands behind his back and looked at the scenery in the front yard of Dilongmen.

"It is exactly the same as it was two hundred years ago. I just don't know if there are still people alive here who have seen me in my time."

Zhou Ke calculated in his mind, two hundred years, even an ordinary Titled Douluo would not be able to live that long.

Judging from the original novel, Dilongmen did not have any Titled Douluo.

Therefore, even if there was a child who witnessed Du Bu Si's demeanor back then and became a Titled Douluo, he or she would obviously not be alive today.

Du Bu Si also realized this after arriving here, and the expression on his face quickly became dull.

However, after his peripheral vision caught sight of the disciple beside him, he asked with interest:
"Are you interested in walking the path you once took as a teacher?"

Zhou Ke was not interested at all.

The younger generations of these sects will certainly be crushed by him, and the middle-aged generation will definitely not be his match. However, there is no point in fighting with the elderly, and he may not be a match for those old monsters.

But he did not refuse directly, but said:

"If I could meet someone interesting, I could give it a try."

Du Bu Si smiled and took big strides forward.

"Then go!"

The two of them walked towards the gate of Dilongmen in such a menacing manner that it was impossible for the guards of Dilongmen to fail to notice them unless they were blind.

The two tall and strong guards immediately walked over and stretched out their arms, ready to ask something.

Du Bu Si has never had the habit of explaining anything to his minions, nor does he have any concept of not bullying the weak, and he rarely abides by any rules.

Without seeing him make any move, the two guards who were approaching him had dull eyes and stood there stupidly as if they had lost their souls.

After walking along a trail, the low houses with quaint style along the way are no longer there.

Instead, there are special training grounds.

Judging from their very different styles, they are obviously used for different martial spirits.

What's more coincidental is that this time may be the time for their intensive training.

There are nearly a hundred people practicing different things in this vast area under the supervision of their respective "teachers".

A sect is different from an academy. Its personnel composition is almost entirely made up of individual martial spirit families, and they are naturally very familiar with each other.

The unfamiliar faces of Zhou Ke and his disciple Du Bu Si immediately attracted the attention of several old men with white hair and beards who were constantly walking around the various training grounds.

Although those who dare to take this kind of thing outside for cultivation are not afraid of being seen by others, even if they are seen, it is difficult to learn anything from it.

But this still involves the secret of a sect.

In the world of soul masters, it is a big taboo to break into a sect's training ground without permission.

Once it is seriously violated, it will become a true feud between life and death.

Those old men with white hair and beards are probably the elders of Dilongmen, and their status is very special.

They didn't even need to say anything. After just a few glances, everyone in the training ground quickly stopped their actions.

Two middle-aged men ran towards the backyard of Dilongmen, and the rest followed the old men and surrounded Zhou Ke.

The originally happy atmosphere suddenly became heavy after they took action, and there was even a hint of solemnity.

But for Du Bu Si, he could kill all those people who were not even Titled Douluo with just a breath.

Therefore, naturally, we don’t care what they think or what they do.

"Who are you? How dare you break into our Dragon Gate without permission!"

Facing the questioning from the old man in the lead, Du Bu Si raised his finger slightly, and a terrifying soul power pressure surged out.

Amid the violent vibration and buzzing, the faces of the three elders of the Earth Dragon Clan all changed.

Each of them had eight soul rings, two yellow, two purple and four black, which were forcibly suppressed.

At the same time, their martial spirits were also forced to possess the body.

Judging from their scales and aura, only the leader is a sub-dragon, while the other two are earth dragons.

Dragon-type martial spirits, even if they are only at the earth dragon level, are all high-level martial spirits without exception.

Adding to their Soul Douluo cultivation, the three of them combined can probably hold back a Titled Douluo.

However, they were horrified to find that under the pressure of soul power of a level they could not even perceive, they could not even move a finger, let alone use soul skills.

After all, Dilongmen had had some brilliant figures and left behind some heritage, so they knew very well that ordinary Titled Douluo could not achieve this level.

Anyone who can immobilize them with just the pressure of soul power must be a strong man at the level of Super Douluo.

The other party came uninvited and now attacked without saying a word.

Could it be that he came here to seek revenge?

However, their Longmen has been guarding this Dragon City for generations and has never expanded its influence outward.

In addition, relying on their exclusive specialty "ice wine" which brings in considerable income, they have rarely competed with the outside world for any resources.

Logically speaking, it should be impossible to make enemies with someone of this level!
Zhou Ke, who was standing next to Du Bu Si, controlled his facial muscles from twitching. This way of revisiting an old place was a little too outrageous.

He was not the only one who felt dumbfounded by the situation.

The disciples of Dilongmen were also stunned for half a second before they reacted.

The loyalty of a sect disciple is definitely not the same as the loyalty of an academy student.

In just a short moment, a large number of yellow and purple spirit rings appeared in the training ground.

At this moment, a loud shout came from the backyard of Dilongmen.

"Take back all the martial spirits!"

A beautiful woman who looked to be in her thirties, with eight soul rings surrounding her body, flew out from the backyard at a low altitude. She was Nan Shuishui, the current leader of the Dilong Sect.

The rules of the Dilong Sect are stricter than those of normal sects, and Nan Shuishui, the sect leader, also has a high prestige.

Therefore, as soon as she spoke, those disciples immediately obeyed her orders even if they had different ideas in their hearts.

Nan Shuishui felt that something was wrong when her disciple informed her. After sensing the martial spirits and soul power auras of several elders, she did not dare to delay at all and immediately rushed over as fast as she could.

However, after seeing Du Bu Si's face clearly, her heart suddenly jumped to her throat. Of course, although her real age was not only thirty years old, she certainly had never seen Du Bu Si in person.

But her great-great-grandfather was the leader of the Dilong Sect who was defeated by Du Bu Si two hundred years ago.

He was attacked for no reason and his opponent was much younger than him, so he ended up in a miserable defeat.

Of course he couldn't swallow that humiliation, but the Body Sect was so powerful.

Even when the Body Sect was at its weakest, it still had at least several Titled Douluo and Super Douluo. No matter how unwilling he was, he had no choice but to accept it.

However, afterwards, he personally painted a portrait of Du Bu Si to motivate himself in his practice.

Later, this portrait was preserved, and by the time it was passed down to Nan Shuishui's father, it had become something like a family heirloom.

As an only child, Nan Shuishui has naturally seen this portrait, but its meaning has completely changed due to the inheritance of several generations.

Then he thought about the news brought by the merchants who had business dealings with their Longmen City about the great battle in Shrek City a few months ago.

Nan Shuishui realized on the spot that the young man standing in their training ground was definitely not just similar to the portrait of the Body Sect's Du Bu Si left by her great-great-grandfather.

It is very likely that this is me.

She recognized Du Bu Si, and Du Bu Si also saw a hint of an "old friend" in her.

"Who is Nan Yue to you?"

This name may be very unfamiliar to other disciples of Dilongmen, after all, they are all figures from hundreds of years ago.

But for Nan Shuishui, these words are very familiar, because Nan Yue is her great-great-grandfather.

Being able to call out this name, she was 100% sure of Du Bu Si's identity.

After performing a junior salute, she seemed to be quite calm and answered:
"Nan Yue is my great-great-grandfather. I wonder what brings you here to Longmen, Senior Du Bu Si?"

After hearing the three words "poison is not fatal", except for the younger members of the Dilong Sect, everyone else showed expressions of horror.

A few months ago, they might not have heard of this name, nor did they know what it meant.

However, after several months of fermentation, the news that the Body Sect had re-emerged and that their leader Du Bu Si had broken through to the Limit Douluo had already spread throughout the entire continent.

Some newly emerging forces may not know what the Body Sect is, but they are definitely the local forces in Dragon City, so how could they not know about the Body Sect.

Du Bu Si still had his hands behind his back. With his eyesight and perception, how could he not notice the almost unsuppressible tension and fear beneath Nan Shui Shui's calm expression.

He gave a fairly kind smile.

"Don't worry, I'm just here to revisit my old place, not to annihilate my family, you don't have to be so nervous."

Nan Shuishui forced a slightly bitter smile on her face, and for a moment she didn't know how to respond to such 'straightforward' and 'comforting' words.

Fortunately, as the head of a family, she was not so psychologically fragile. After a flash of bitterness on her face, she put on what she thought was the brightest smile she had ever had in her life.

"Then let me show you around?"

If possible, she definitely wouldn't want to be so humble, especially under the gaze of so many disciples.

Du Bu Si finally stretched out his hands from behind and placed them on Zhou Ke's shoulders.

"I fought with your great-great-grandfather in the past, so as your successor, I must follow my path."

Nan Shuishui’s smile almost froze.

There is no way. Anyone who is faced with such a thing that has no benefit and may bring huge risks, as long as he is a normal person, will not find it unacceptable.

Nan Shuishui wanted to refuse, but according to the information she knew, the current leader of the Body Sect, Du Bu Si, seemed to be a moody and unscrupulous person.
If I refuse, will it lead to a greater disaster?
She turned her gaze to Zhou Ke who was standing beside her, and used the unique skill of face reading that was passed down from the first generation of the Dilong Sect. [1]

Of course, what they call face reading can only infer a person's character at most, but it cannot predict the future or anything like that.

Based on his many years of experience and some small features, Nan Shuishui was surprised to find that this handsome young man was younger than he looked.

Most likely not even fifteen.

No matter how talented he is, at his age, the best he can do is to be a Soul King.

Nan Shuishui knew that the opponent had to win this game, but she couldn't let them win too easily so that they would feel that they were just going through the motions.

"My daughter has inherited my great-great-grandfather's Rouge Dragon martial spirit. How about letting her fight with your sect's young master?"

After that, she turned toward the place where the young disciples were gathered and called out softly:
"Qiuqiu, come here."

Her daughter, Nan Qiuqiu, not only inherited the Rouge Dragon's martial soul like her, but her talent was much stronger than hers. At the age of a little over fifteen, she had already reached the level of a Soul Sect.

It was worth the effort to mobilize the power to find a spirit ring suitable for the Rouge Dragon attributes for my daughter.

Nan Qiuqiu trotted over to her mother.

In fact, she is usually very lively and active. Although she is spoiled by her elders and praised by her fellow apprentices, she is not so stupid that she cannot even distinguish the different occasions.

But she was still young after all, so she was a little angry and secretly looked at Zhou Ke, who had a cold expression.

Zhou Ke felt a little speechless in his heart. He didn't really like this kind of challenge.

He always felt that this kind of behavior was like the old routine in the novels he had read in his previous life.

According to his idea, he just needed to sneak into the backyard of the Earth Dragon Gate and take away the Ice Divine Crystal and the Ten Thousand Years Mysterious Ice Marrow from the Ten Thousand Years Mysterious Ice Cave.

But since my teacher was interested, I had already pushed myself out.

There was no need for Zhou Ke to spoil his teacher's fun, as it wouldn't waste much time anyway.

He glanced at Nan Qiuqiu and saw clearly that the other party had just broken through to the fourth-ring soul sect not long ago.

Since we are planning to fight, it would obviously be more boring to knock the other person out with a slap.

It would be better to choose one with stronger strength so that you can experience the rare annihilation attribute.

Besides, since Du Bu Si was so rude, Zhou Ke didn't intend to pretend to be a modest gentleman, and said directly:

"She is only at the fourth ring of cultivation, she is too weak. My teacher fought with your sect leader back then, and I am no exception!"

Nan Shuishui's eyes became sharp for a moment.

She was so "humble" in front of Du Bushi because she was overwhelmed by his strength.

But she is the leader of Dilongmen, a sect in Longcheng with influence far exceeding that of the city lord. How could she not have her own personality and pride?

【1】This is the original setting, not a second setting.

(End of this chapter)