Douluo Qingmei Qian Renxue, the starting soul ring becomes soul vein

Chapter 90 Path Announced, Spirit Hall Holy Son (3k)

Nottingham College, The Square.

Master Mashuno, dressed in formal attire, stood in the familiar position again.

Everyone was looking forward to it. Whenever Master Matthewno stood here, it meant that Bachelor Lin Feng’s theory would be announced.

With the realistic foundation of the first three paths, almost everyone was looking forward to Matthew's next speech.

“We are gathered here today for no other reason than the announcement of the fourth path of Scholar Lin Feng.

I believe everyone is already familiar with the effects of Master Lin Feng's skills, so please go forward and claim them. Please line up in an orderly manner and do not make mistakes. "

Yu Xiaogang pressed his face under the brim of his hat, followed the bustling crowd, and walked forward with the help of a cane.

"Hey, isn't this the master? Why are you here to receive the skills again?

Judging from the way you look, is it because of your own stupid actions the past two days that you almost lost half your life?
You really don’t know your own limits.”

The master hesitated for a long time before finally uttering a few words with difficulty:

"What... How can you say that I am overestimating my own abilities when it comes to theoretical scholars? I am just doing research, research..."

"Hahaha……"

The square was suddenly filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Yu Xiaogang's face turned red with shame. Under Mashunuo's mocking eyes, he snatched a theoretical book spread out in front of him and ran away like the wind.

The body supported by the crutches seemed to get better instantly.

"what--"

When everyone looked over, they saw that Yu Xiaogang had fallen to the ground because he ran too fast. His injured leg was twitching, and he looked like a toad that had been knocked unconscious.

"Pfft...hahaha"

Laughter broke out in the square again, and the two guards clicked their tongues and shook their heads.

"Master? Can he be called a master? I really don't know why the dean asked him to come here. He doesn't even attend classes every day, and his research can't produce any results."

One of the guards, who had shifty eyes and a greedy look on his face, sneered.

Yu Xiaogang climbed up again with his head down, a gloomy look in his eyes. This security guard was so afraid of him not long ago, but now he followed those ignorant guys to make fun of him!

The dean of the Junior Soul Master Academy watched all this without saying a word.

I invited the so-called master here because I admired his knowledge. I was so flattering to him at the beginning, but now he is turning against me.

It also seemed that I had no quality or education, and I sighed in my heart.

Forget it, just let him fend for himself and ignore him.

The dean pounded his head as if he had a headache, wondering why he had been recruited in the first place.

It is easy to invite a god but difficult to send him away. If it was anyone else it would be fine, but I feel like I have fallen into depravity by being the evil person who scolds him away.

This is what moral people are like, they are restrained when doing things.

Of course, there is another type of person who has the leverage over the other party and is constrained, so he becomes timid in doing things.

"S-"

Yu Xiaogang took a long breath, the pain from his injury stinging his nerves all the time.

"call--"

Yu Xiaogang opened the book, wanting to see something from the fourth path.

"Why is it still in the upper body? The first three paths clearly form a simple circle.

How can there be an opening in the chest? There is already one there!

Why not go down, why! "

Yu Xiaogang's voice sounded a little crazy. Without their soul veins integrated into their five internal organs, they only had one route.

With Dashi's superb wisdom, how could he have thought of the connection between the paths and the five internal organs?

Yu Xiaogang released Luo Sanpao. At this time, Luo Sanpao's hind legs were twitching, and he couldn't hold his buttocks from time to time, and waves of foul smell came over him.

Yu Xiaogang had a blank expression on his face, as if he was used to it.

Ever since he used his soul power to run rampant in his body without authorization, trying to explore a path.

He mindlessly used his soul power for more than two months, and finally, with a crisp sound, an acupoint suddenly opened in his right leg.

But there was something wrong with this acupoint. To describe it, it was like a knot was formed in a meridian there, and when the soul power flowed through it, it would twitch.

It can be called a stitch in the side or a cramp.

Luo Sanpao has also changed, the most obvious thing is...

The amount of farts and the duration of farting have increased.

In a sense, Yu Xiaogang's strength has increased... although it's a bit ridiculous...

“No, no, no, I just walked in front of Lin Feng, and he was still concentrating on studying the path of the upper body.

And I have already started studying the lower body.

I just need to wait for his theory to be published, and then do my own research. When I’m done, I’ll have surpassed him by far.

By then, I will have summarized all the paths of the human body, and I will be the strongest theoretical master in the soul master world!"

There was madness flashing in Yu Xiaogang's eyes:

“I still need a disciple, a disciple who can prove my theory, Lin Feng and me.

No, my theory will shine brightest on him, proving to the world that my theory is the best in the world!"

In fact, if Lin Feng were here, he would probably attribute the changes in Yu Xiaogang's body to practicing martial arts, and that he had gone astray in his practice, and the soul power routes in his body were a mess.

It just flows smoothly, just like a programmer wrote a bug, but the program just keeps running.

But ultimately, this is the wrong route, bugs work fine, but when the program crashes, that's the fun.

Poor Tang San, he always felt that after the life-and-death struggle with Tang Hao, he would soon face a dark path of cultivation again.

……

Except for Yu Xiaogang who left early, most people had not left yet, waiting for Master Mashunuo's next words. As we all know, there is a menu for watching a movie. How can the Spirit Hall not take the opportunity to say something when the subsequent path of the Xiantian Soul Performing Art that can win people's hearts is released?
“Everyone, in addition to the announcement of the follow-up skills of Master Lin Feng, my Wuhun Hall has another thing to announce today.

That is,
Bachelor Lin Feng has been officially selected as the Holy Son of our Spirit Hall, and will lead the Knights!"

"Wow—"

There was a roar among the crowd.

"Master Mashouno, what is the current level of Master Lin Feng's cultivation?!
Can the Spirit Hall Saint Son be decided so quickly? "

“No, no, no, if Scholar Lin Feng can resolve the shackles of his own martial spirit, that must mean that he has unparalleled comprehension. Even if you tell me that he became a Soul King at the age of 12, I would not be surprised at all!”

Snapped--

"Are you crazy? You haven't even heard of a 12-year-old Soul Sect, let alone a 12-year-old Soul King? You want to go to heaven, right?
Even if it was Master Lin Feng, he certainly couldn't do it, because his innate soul power is only level one!"

"Quiet!"

Mashuno clapped his hands:
"Mr. Lin Feng is now a Soul Master! He is not even 15 years old!"

"What? How is this possible!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Mashuno laughed:

"Everyone! As the most talented of the new generation, Bachelor Lin Feng, the chief priest of our Spirit Hall, has specially gone out of his way to find rare treasures for him.

He even used his own strength to provide for it for many days.

Let his foundation be perfected. With his talent, isn't his current soul power level surprising? ! "

"Oh~~~"

A bald head suddenly appeared in the crowd:
"So, Master Lin Feng's cultivation is not stable!"

The implied meaning between the lines is that Lin Feng's cultivation was forcibly raised.

The people around him looked at him like he was a fool:
"Idiot, the purpose of the chief priest is to make up for the innate deficiencies of Bachelor Lin Feng. Now that he has made up for the deficiencies, he has made his cultivation level empty again, right?

How could you think of wasting the future of a talented soul master? "

The man choked up, lowered his head in shame, squeezed into the crowd, and disappeared.

"Can you please, you little black guys!

How come you can't even refute a single word! "

As Lin Feng's reputation increased, the existence of the so-called little black spots was inevitable, but unfortunately he chose the wrong place today.

I was lucky enough not to be beaten for speaking at a gathering of supporters.

Mashouno showed a proud look:

“I guess you all have a deeper understanding of Saint Lin Feng.

The reason why the Son of God is the Son of God is not only because of his unprecedented and unparalleled theoretical talent.

His cultivation talent is also the strongest in contemporary times!"

“Holy Son Lin Feng! Holy Son Lin Feng!”

When a group of people gather together, emotions are often the easiest to mobilize, once people start to get started.

Lin Feng’s identity as the Son of God was soon accepted, and the speed of spread was extremely fast.

……

Wuhun City, the Pope's Palace.

Qian Daoliu, Lin Feng, and Qian Renxue looked at Bibi Dong.

Qian Daoliu frowned and asked directly:

"Why did you decide on Lin Feng's status as the Holy Son without even discussing it?"

That’s right, the identity of Lin Feng the Holy Son was announced without discussing it with Qian Daoliu.

Bibi Dong was very smart. She directly used trusted people to achieve blockade before the news was officially spread.

It doesn’t matter if you can’t preach across the entire continent, it’s enough to spread the message in a few locations.

Afterwards, Lin Feng’s identity as the Son of God will also be known to the world, with the same effect, but it will avoid the surveillance of the Douluo Palace.

It's like "Sweep away all the fallen poplar flowers, the emperor has no head."

This nursery rhyme was sung from the south of the Yangtze River and eventually became known to people all over the world.

Bibi Dong only needs to release a few gusts of wind, and that's enough.

Bibi Dong smiled:
"It seems that the position of the Holy Son was indeed chosen by the Pope. I did not overstep the boundaries."

Qian Daoliu frowned:
"Do you know what the Holy Son and Holy Daughter mean?

You were once a saint, so you should understand the future this position represents."

Bibi Dong sat down casually on the throne, supporting her head with one hand, with a smile in her eyes:
"Of course, Lin Feng is the next Pope successor I have chosen. Any questions?"

Qian Daoliu was even more confused. Did she really give up her power? She was actually willing to give up the position of Holy Son?

Qian Renxue's eyes were complicated:

"But you didn't get Xiaofeng's consent. I don't think this is a good thing."

Lin Feng shook his head:

“Your Majesty, I don’t have such big ideas about the position of the Holy Son.

To be honest, I have no interest in taking over any power. I don’t like it.”

Bibi Dong raised her eyebrows and said frivolously:

"Oh? That's difficult. I've already released the news and I can't take it back.

What can I do about this? "

(End of this chapter)