Douluo: The blue phoenix cries loudly, and the wind whistles through the air

Chapter 7 A Special Underground World

Wu Qi stopped and said, "First, I never stir up trouble in the name of an elder."

"You are able to obtain your first spirit ring at this age. You are certainly very talented, but this is not a reason to bully your classmates."

"Secondly, I don't take your strength seriously, and I don't bother to compete with you."

"you!"

The ancient sky was furious, and the Panlong Stick martial spirit appeared in his hand.

"First soul skill, Coiled Dragon Flame."

The Panlong Staff's martial spirit was enveloped in a ball of flames, granting it additional fire-attribute attack capabilities. Simultaneously, the muscles on Qiangu Changkong's arms bulged slightly.

Obviously, this soul skill also has a strength bonus.

As expected of Qianjun and Jiangmo Douluo, he is the direct descendant of all martial arts masters, with all their perfect characteristics concentrated in him.

Wu Qi leaped up, spread his blue phoenix wings behind him, and hovered in the air.

The Qingluan Martial Soul is not comparable to a weakling like Ma Hongjun. Even without obtaining a soul ring, it still has the ability to fly.

The martial spirit hangs behind him, and the sound of the phoenix is ​​heard.

The martial soul's roar contained some sonic attacks, making the opponent dazed.

Wu Qi thought to himself, this is what Master said, the inherent ability of the martial soul?
The Qingluan martial soul can control sound waves and attack with the wind. Although it does not have sonic-type soul skills, the abilities of the martial soul itself are enough to suppress the opponent!

Qiangu Changkong shook his head, calmed himself down, and waved the long stick in his hand.

Red stars appeared on the Panlong stick, and a sea of ​​fire gradually formed. He wanted to pass through the sea of ​​fire and force the opponent down.

"The tactics are quite good." Wu Qi nodded slightly.

Ordinary children are basically helpless when facing flying soul masters.

Qiangu Changkong used his martial spirit's strengths to seal his retreat with flames. Such adaptability was worthy of being the grandson of Qianjun Douluo.

However, without strong anti-aircraft means, flying soul masters can easily play with walking chickens.

Wu Qi leaned forward and sprinted downwards. The speed of the Qingluan martial spirit was incredibly fast.

The moment he landed, Wu Qi grabbed Qiangu Changkong's arm and flapped his wings rapidly, mitigating the impact of his landing while dragging him into the air.

"Ahhh!"

The Panlong stick in Qiangu Changkong's hand disappeared, and he became extremely nervous.

He had never flown before, and without his feet on the ground, he felt extremely uneasy. At the same time, the panic situation made him struggle madly.

"You are only a twelfth-level soul master. If you fall from this height, you will definitely die." Wu Qi said indifferently.

Qiangu Changkong begged for mercy again and again: "Brother, I was wrong, please let me go, I am afraid of heights."

"Don't bother me, understand?"

The eternal sky nods continuously like a chick pecking at rice.

Falling back to the ground, the tension gradually eased.

He still wanted to cause trouble for Wu Qi, but thinking of what had just happened, he could only give up in disappointment.

……

Wu Qi ignored the other party and turned to walk towards the academy's library.

In recent days, he has been studying the types of soul beasts.

For him, finding out the species of the fawn was just a way to add a bit of fun to his boring studies.

If he found it, he would feel a sense of accomplishment; even if he didn't find it, he would know many kinds of soul beasts, right?
In the theoretical community of Douluo Continent, soul beasts are classified into many categories based on many factors such as habits and living areas.

Wu Qi is more inclined to accept regional classifications, such as what kind of soul beasts will be found in swamps, snowfields, and forests.

When hunting souls, knowing the area where the required soul beast lives can often achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Open the book and continue reading where I left off yesterday.

"Special classification, it should be a very niche category." Special classification means that the soul beasts live in a very special environment, so there is no clear classification.

Among them, the first page introduces the soul beasts living in the cave.

This cave does not refer to an ordinary cave, but an underground ecological environment.

After reading a few pages, a soul beast caught his attention - the poisonous flash-horned deer.

The book contains hand-drawn pictures of adult individuals.

The poisonous flash-horned deer has a pair of glowing horns on its head, which are similar to the soul beasts seen in the manor.

However, this soul beast is not highly poisonous itself, but can give warnings about poisons. After being poisoned, its blood can even be used to detoxify.

"Is it so magical?" Wu became interested.

After looking carefully, he found that there was very little information about this soul beast, and the discoverer was noted at the end as Qingluan Douluo.

……

In the Junior Soul Master Academy branch, all the students are children.

No child liked to read these theoretical books, so he was the only one in the library and was not disturbed by anyone.

Wu Qi was immersed in the ocean of knowledge and forgot about time.

Until late at night, a pair of big hands patted his shoulders.

Turning around, the person who came was none other than Qingluan Douluo.

This was the first time the other party had appeared since the first month of school.

Wu Qi greeted him and quickly turned the book in his hand to the page about the poisonous flash-horned deer.

"Master, what is the situation with this deer? Where is the underground world where they live?"

Qingluan Douluo suddenly smiled.

Wu Qi's continuous acquisition of knowledge surprised him.

It is rare for children to give up playing and study with an open mind.

"That was a place I accidentally entered that year."

As he spoke, he patted Wu Qi on the back and said, "Let's go, we can talk while we walk."

About a hundred years ago, Qingluan Douluo was still a Soul Master. During a training session, he was attacked and chased by the enemy to a valley. In order to survive, he continued to go deeper into the valley.

Eventually, he was hit by falling rocks and fell into an underground cave.

When he woke up, the pursuers behind him were gone, and the only living thing around him was the young poisonous horned deer.

Qingluan Douluo didn't know much about this kind of soul beast. He brought the little guy back and raised him for a hundred years, but he still didn't grow any bigger.

Actually, it is already a hundred-year-old soul beast, but it looks like it is still in its juvenile form.

Researching a soul beast often requires the efforts of dozens of generations, so Qingluan Douluo can only be considered a beginning.

The specific information about the highly poisonous horned deer still needs to be studied by future generations.

Wu Qi couldn't help but ask, "Master, what is this underground world you're talking about?"

Qingluan Douluo sighed, "Fifty years ago, your grandfather Qian went in to investigate. It looked like the place where an unknown powerful figure passed away. There were many treasures scattered there. But it seemed that the place was very repulsive to high-level spirit masters."

"I went in there later and clearly felt some kind of oppression. The treasures there seemed to be prepared for the new generation of soul masters."

"Over the past fifty years, the palace has organized nearly ten teams of talented soul masters to go in and explore, but only a few have ever emerged alive."

"Ghost Leopard Douluo knows this, right? He went in there back then, and the benefits he gained allowed him to successfully break through to the Titled Douluo level with his innate sixth-level soul power."

"I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to take the risk. The opportunities there are indeed tempting, but too few people can make it out alive."

There are many treasures on Douluo Continent. Could it be that this place is as valuable as the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire?
Looking at his performance, Qingluan Douluo frowned, "You are not short of resources, so don't take risks there!"

(End of this chapter)