Douluo: Reincarnation of the Rock King, Wandering in the Mortal World

Chapter 235 235: It has to be those three old men!
Zhiqing is the name of this disciple whose martial soul is the brain.

But he has nothing to do with Zhilin, the third seat of Tiandou Royal Academy.

After hearing Zhongli's words, Zhiqing felt confused and puzzled.

"Master, everything I have belongs to you and the sect. I..."

Zhiqing’s meaning was very simple. There was no need to ask for his opinion and everything should be arranged by Zhongli.

Go through fire and water, no matter what!

Wait, isn't this a gift?

Before Zhiqing could finish his words, Zhongli walked up to him, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Young man, you are full of energy and vitality. You should have your own ideas!"

"In the future, the responsibility of the Body Sect will eventually fall on your shoulders. How can you not have your own ideas?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

Especially the people from other forces, including the spies, were all stunned.

They have always followed the sect's arrangements and never had their own ideas.

But this...

He could actually encourage the younger generations of the sect in this way!
In an instant, the feeling of dying for one's confidant came over me.

It’s not that they think their own home is bad, but that they think other people’s homes are better!

"If only the clan leader (family head) could support me..."

They only thought halfway before shaking their heads and putting this impossible idea behind them.

The person in power in his family is not Zhongli, and he is not Zhiqing.

Shui Bing'er and the others were also stunned. They knew that Zhongli was a good person, but they didn't know he was so kind.

No wonder, this group of people just glanced at them, without any thoughts, and then looked away.

With a sect leader who supports their ideas, it would be strange if they didn't practice with all their might.

"If I could become his disciple..."

Shui Bing'er stared at Zhongli, her eyes full of admiration.

In such a fantasy world, admiring the strong is quite normal.

Most intelligent creatures will choose the stronger side.

"The last time the Pope visited me, he talked to me about the finals."

"Among the champion's rewards, there is a spiritual head soul bone that is more than 50,000 years old."

"This soul bone is considered a top-grade soul bone and is very suitable for you."

After everyone sat down again, Zhongli spoke without any reservations.

“Are you confident that you can win the championship?”

"Have!"

Everyone replied in unison.

Zhiqing, in particular, had a red face and clenched fists.

Zhongli told him this news so that he could win the championship.

Outsiders were stunned. They didn't even know what the prize was, and His Majesty the God of War decided who would get the prize.

This……

It was the Pope himself who came and told the story!

"hiss……"

Everyone took a deep breath and made a small contribution to the warming of the Far North.

As if he had thought of something, Zhongli took out a very simple cube box and placed it on the table.

This box is a nice collectible.

It has some unique fragrance, and when placed in the room, it can help you sleep.

In addition, it can also isolate soul power.

"This is a ten thousand year old gem-type head soul bone. It can also greatly increase mental strength and gain an auxiliary soul bone skill."

"Zhi Qing, if you choose this soul bone, then no matter whether you win the championship in the finals of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition or not, you will not be able to get that soul bone."

"If you choose that soul bone, work hard to get the championship!"

"This soul bone will be given to other disciples."

The treasure box opened, and a head soul bone emitting brilliant light appeared before everyone.

The entire tavern, inside and outside, was completely silent.

Only His Majesty the Martial God would dare to take out such a treasure as the Soul Bone in broad daylight and give it to the disciples of the sect to choose from. Wait, a choice? ?
Damn, isn’t the Benti Sect very poor?

Why so "rich"!

No soul master can withstand the temptation of soul bones. Moreover, this is not an ordinary soul bone, but a ten thousand year level head soul bone!
You should know that among the six conventional soul bones, except for the torso soul bone, the head soul bone is the most precious.

For example, Hu Yanli’s thousand-year-old head soul bone. Even though people knew it was a thousand years old, countless people were still tempted by it.

Fortunately, Huyan Zhen is not a pushover, which made some soul masters with ulterior motives give up their ideas.

Zhi Qing pondered for a moment, and finally bowed to Zhong Li and said, "Thank you for your cultivation, Sect Master. Zhi Qing chooses the champion reward!"

"Master, please take back this soul bone!"

He, he actually refused!

Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.

The championship reward is still a long way off. Of course, no one doubts the strength of Team Huangdou. Winning the championship is only a matter of time.

But, this ten thousand year old soul bone was right in front of him, and he actually refused it directly!

Just this one aspect, his firm will, surpassed 99% of soul masters.

"Ah."

Upon seeing this, Zhongli responded, then closed the box and put it away again.

"You guys continue, Paimeng and I will go back to the sect first."

After Zhongli took Paimeng away, everyone looked at Zhiqing.

"Lao Qing, you really don't regret it?"

Du Siji patted Zhiqing on the shoulder and spoke directly.

This time, no one used the chat room.

"The Sect Master wants me to choose that soul bone."

"???"

Everyone was stunned and confused.

Doesn't this give you a choice?
How come the suzerain wants you to choose?

Zhiqing looked around, looked at his friends, and sighed.

Sometimes, he really felt out of place among these companions.

Is this the side effect of the brain martial spirit?

smart!

It’s not that these friends are stupid, but he is a little bit smarter than them.

"Think about it, if he didn't want me to choose that one, why would he let me choose?"

"Wouldn't it be better if you just give me this soul bone?"

"Besides, I am more inclined to that side, but I am a little sorry for you..."

He reserved a spot in advance, so there will be one less prize when the time comes.

"Yes, if you choose this one, we can still fight for it..."

Of course, we were just joking.

Resources like soul bones will of course be allocated to whoever is more suitable.

This is the long-term path for the sect.

As if they thought of something, everyone subconsciously looked at Xiao Feilian.

This is the saint, one of the future of the sect.

If there are good resources, they should be provided to her first.

When she grows up, she will give feedback to the sect.

"You don't have to look at me. I have the sword given by the master, and that's enough."

"As for the soul bones, don't worry. The three teachers have applied for them again."

Xiao Feilian said without changing his expression.

She would not reject the royal family's kindness, but she would not help the royal family either.

The best answer is to write off the past.

Everyone's eyes twitched and they were speechless.

It has to be those three old guys!
(End of this chapter)