Douluo Continent: The Legend of the Dragon King? No, the Legend of the Six Kings!

After bidding farewell to Qian Renxue, Lin Nuo quickly returned to the wooden house. This wooden house was specially built for the three of them by Lou Gao to discuss important matters, and it seemed to have some soundproofing.

At this point, Lin Tian had already written down all the arrangements and the next steps. Since he and Lin Yan were in the past for the longest timeline, which was basically a parallel timeline, they would have very little impact on future generations.

Lin Tian had many immature ideas in his mind, but the premise was whether Lin Nuo, the main body, could truly cooperate with Qian Renxue.

For those immature ideas to be implemented, there is a prerequisite: having a divine partner.

Quietly awaiting the message from the main body, when he saw Lin Nuo enter the room, he immediately stood up and asked, "Well? Are our partners willing to cooperate?"

"She's quite willing; it can keep Bibi Dong in check."

Lin Nuo nodded and said, "With Qian Renxue holding Bibi Dong back, we can be worry-free about some things in the future."

"That's good." With that weight lifted from his heart, Lin Tian handed over what he had just written to Lin Nuo, the main body, for review.

Lin Nuo took the notebook and looked at it curiously. After a moment, she looked at Lin Tian and asked with some disbelief, "Will this work?"

"The past timeline that Lin Yan and I are in is a parallel universe with very little impact on the main timeline. Why not give it a try, claim this parallel world as our own, and then have a showdown with the Douluo of the main world?"

This was an immature idea of ​​Lin Tian's, and it was very likely to fail, but he still told Lin Nuo about it to see if the subject had any other ideas.

"That's still too far off; we need to focus on more stability planning right now."

Lin Nuo did agree with the idea to some extent, but his current plan focused more on stability and did not require taking any risky actions.

"Then let's put it on hold for now."

"Let's leave it at that for now, maintain stability, and see what direction the future holds."

Lin Nuo closed the notebook and slowly spoke. As butterflies, they had already stirred up huge waves on the line of fate. Faced with the uncertainty of the future, he actually felt a glimmer of expectation.

On the outskirts of Sunset Forest, the protagonist group of this era is hunting for spirit rings.

"Teacher, I feel that my cultivation is too slow right now."

Tang San glanced at Ma Hongjun, who was absorbing his third spirit ring, then looked at his teacher who was studying spirit rings beside him, and spoke.

He always felt that his cultivation was progressing so slowly, as if he had lost something, as if there was a destined place, but at this moment he seemed to have no direction and felt extremely uncomfortable.

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang immediately put down his book and looked at his hopeful disciple Tang San: "San, it's normal for martial spirit cultivation to be slow, don't overthink it, okay?"

"But……"

"Ahhh..."

Suddenly, Ma Hongjun screamed, immediately attracting everyone's attention, and a horrific scene came into view.

Ma Hongjun, who was absorbing the spirit ring, was now engulfed in flames, as if he was suffering from the backlash of the spirit ring and would be completely consumed by his own evil fire in the next second.

Seeing his beloved disciple like this, Flander hurriedly intervened to stop him. He finally understood why he had been so restless recently. Why was his disciple the last to break through, even slower than Ning Rongrong? It was indeed a problem with his martial soul.

Dean Flander, with only one arm, could no longer suppress the evil fire within Ma Hongjun and immediately turned to Liu Erlong for help: "Erlong, help me."

Liu Erlong's attention was entirely on Yu Xiaogang, and only then did he come back to his senses. He immediately took action and asked, "Boss Buddha, what's wrong with this child?"

"This guy's martial soul has some problems." With Liu Erlong's help, Flander was obviously under much less pressure, but he still sensed something was wrong.

Ma Hongjun stopped convulsing and lay quietly on the ground. He immediately went to check on him and found that his disciple's breathing was weak. He panicked.

"Xiao Gang."

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang also came to inspect. As for why he hadn't looked earlier, it was naturally because he was afraid of being burned to death.

"Flander, your disciple is about to die, and you're still shouting like that?"

A master is a master; he could tell at a glance that Ma Hongjun was about to die.

At this moment, Flander had already panicked, completely ignoring his good brother's pointless question, and immediately asked, "Xiao Gang, what should we do now?"

Liu Erlong looked at Yu Xiaogang with admiration, waiting for him to use his wisdom to solve the crisis for the child. Tang San and his group also waited on the side.

Faced with the group's yearning and worship, Yu Xiaogang's ego was now swelled to an unbearable degree. He stroked his stubble and said, "We must bring him back to the city immediately."

"But this place is too far from Tiandou City," Flander said.

"So we need to..."

Just as Yu Xiao was about to speak, Tang San interrupted her, "It seems there's someone at Teacher's place."

For some reason, he felt that there was a place in that direction that was attracting him, which is why he saw smoke rising from the houses; he had to go and see.

Upon hearing this, everyone looked in the direction Tang San indicated and indeed saw a place with human habitation. Flander and the others exchanged glances and immediately flew over with Ma Hongjun, whose fate was unknown.

The forging guild has already built the basic structure of the house; the next step is polishing and decorating. However, for these forging men, forging is the essential skill for making a living.

I don't know why my guild leader recently made them forge some kind of metal based on a blueprint. I don't know the details, but as long as they get paid, that's fine.

However, the sudden intrusion of a group of people greatly displeased them.

Their eyes turned to the few people who had barged in, their gazes filled with scrutiny and wariness. They had finally managed to have enough to eat, and now some outsiders had intruded into their new forging association.

Tang San and his companions looked at this group of burly men with great confusion. Why would there be buildings and a group of people from the Forging Association if it wasn't a Soul Beast stronghold like Sunset Forest?

Without waiting for a reply, Flanders hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Gentlemen, my disciple is about to die. May I borrow your lodgings for a while?"

The group of blacksmiths didn't answer; their gazes all turned to the red-haired boy who was still forging. The Shrek students also looked in that direction, and they actually saw someone they knew.

"Lin Yan?!"

Tang San blushed instantly when he saw Lin Yan's incredibly handsome and charismatic profile, as if he had seen his greatest enemy in this life!

He could have cultivated much faster, but because of this guy's appearance, his cultivation slowed down.

Lin Yan stopped what he was doing, put down the forging hammer, looked up at Tang San who had called out his name, then looked around and finally his gaze fell on Ma Hongjun, who was being carried by Dai Mubai and was unrecognizable. It seemed that the little flame he had planted before had been ignited.

"What a small world!"

Lin Yan withdrew his gaze, then took a step forward, looking at Tang San who was staring at him angrily with unfriendly eyes, and slowly spoke.

The atmosphere instantly plummeted to freezing point, like a powder keg about to explode at any moment.

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