After listening to the four gossips, Tang San looked at the master with a worried look in his eyes. The master treated him like a teacher and a father, and he sincerely hoped that Liu Erlong could become his master wife. But the master who was originally the most promising beauty has become the least promising one because he and Liu Erlong are cousins. Now there are two more competitors.
If he was a master, he would definitely not abandon Liu Erlong in the first place. Even if she didn't want to, he would still have many ways, such as randomly preparing some medicine or something, to keep Liu Erlong with all his heart. But if the master were to be replaced by him, he would not do this, otherwise he would have helped the master get what he wanted as early as when he first came to Lanba Academy.
As for their brother-sister relationship, he didn't even care that Xiao Wu was a rabbit, so how could he care about their brother-sister relationship. And to say the least, isn't this kind of combination that transcends the ordinary world more exciting and exciting? Thinking about it, Tang San quickly shook his head. It seemed that listening to his senior brother tell him stories about love and relationships between men and women in the past life and the future hundreds of years later in the middle of the night really led him to bad things. He couldn't do it anymore. I stopped thinking about it. However, once a certain thought arises, it is not so easy to let it go. He said he didn't want to think about it anymore, but Tang San still unconsciously turned his head to look at Xiao Wu, with a strange light in his eyes. At the same time, some words flashed through his mind involuntarily, making him blush every time he heard them.
"I don't know if Xiao Wu can become a rabbit." Tang San thought in his mind.
"What's wrong, Xiao San?" Xiao Wu blushed slightly at Tang San's strange gaze.
"No, it's nothing." Tang San blushed and unconsciously reached out to touch the rabbit ears on Xiao Wu's head.
At this moment, a soft shout sounded, "Come out, Luo Sanpao!"
Everyone saw the master who looked ten years younger standing up, bowing and shaking his fists. Four soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, purple and gold surrounded him. Then a ball of golden light bloomed above his head, and a line more than four meters long flew out from the golden light. , like a five-clawed golden dragon made of gold.
"Moo!"
The golden five-clawed little dragon screamed and twirled and danced wantonly in the air. It flew around everyone's heads and then landed next to the master. Then it rolled on the ground and turned into the purple-grey image that Luo Sanpao had before his transformation.
"Hey!" Luo Sanpao called, rubbing the master's trouser legs affectionately.
Everyone was stunned, what is going on? Why did Luo Sanpao look like a pig and a dog like before?
"Teacher, this is Sanpao?" Tang San couldn't help but frown and said.
The master's mouth twitched, he glanced at Luo Sanpao and Ma Hongjun, and shook his head helplessly, "Sanpao said it wanted to turn into a pig and eat the tiger, so it turned into its previous appearance. This fairy grass is indeed a top-notch elixir. , my soul power actually increased by four levels, reaching level 50. By the way, where are Erlong and Flanders? Why don’t I see them?"
"Become a pig and eat the tiger?"
Ma Hongjun helplessly held his forehead, walked to the master, bent down to pick up Luo Sanpao, and stroked its dog head, "Sanpao, you are pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, not turning into a pig to eat the tiger. Did you understand me wrong? Already?"
"Hey!" Luo Sanpao arched his head in Ma Hongjun's arms.
"Well, since you said so, then it's up to you. By the way, can you still transform into the dragon body you had before?" Ma Hongjun said helplessly.
"Hey!" Luo Sanpao replied.
Ma Hongjun was embarrassed, "That, uncle, this, that."
The master waved his hand, "It's okay, you don't have to feel guilty. This image of Sanpao has been with me for half my life. It's better to look like this. It looks friendly. Besides, it doesn't affect our strength in this way, so it's okay."
"Meow~" Ma Hongjun wanted to say something else, but a ghostly meow attracted everyone's attention. When he looked back, he saw a blood-red mark of Bianhuahua on the center of Zhu Zhuqing's eyebrows, carrying a pair of dark black wings, soaring into the sky, hovering in the air like a ghost, before retracting his ghost wings and landing next to everyone. And her whole body was like waking up from a big dream, her whole body still exuded a dark and cold aura, her beautiful eyes were shining, and she looked a little confused.
At the same time, as her soul power converged, the blood-red Higanhua mark between her eyebrows also became lighter, and she no longer looked so alluring. Perhaps it was because she had just broken through that her soul power could not be completely restrained, so she always exuded a cold aura that seemed to come from the netherworld.
"Zhuqing, how much has your strength improved?" Xiao Wu pulled Shui Binger and jumped to her side.
Zhu Zhuqing looked at the ground blankly and hesitated for a moment, "It seems, there seems to be level five?"
"What do you mean, it seems, level five is level five." Xiao Wu smiled, and Shui Bing'er blocked the sight of others behind her, and raised her hand to touch Zhu Zhuqing's chest, "Don't worry, it's not an illusion."
Shui Bing'er's beautiful eyes lit up, and she quickly touched Zhu Zhuqing's other chest, "Yes, it is indeed not an illusion."
"Ah~" Zhu Zhuqing exclaimed when Shui Bing'er and Xiao Wu touched her, and her pretty face suddenly turned red, "You, what are you doing?"
Shui Bing'er glanced at Xiao Wu, and the two of them understood each other tacitly, and said seriously, "We are helping you feel the reality of all this. Your current martial spirit should be the Netherworld Cat, right?"
Zhu Zhuqing nodded, his eyes drifting to Ma Hongjun and Tang San behind Shui Bing'er and Xiao Wu. Just as Shui Bing'er and Xiao Wu were watching her warily, they were afraid that she would throw herself into their arms like Ning Rongrong. At this time, Zhu Zhuqing had already bowed slightly to Ma Hongjun and Tang San, "Brother Jun, Brother Third, thank you."
Tang San smiled slightly and glanced at the blood-red Higanhua mark between Zhu Zhuqing's eyebrows, "We are all brothers and sisters, there is no need to say thank you, Zhu Qing is welcome."
Ma Hongjun nodded, also glanced at the Manzhushahua mark between Zhu Zhuqing's eyebrows, smiled and said, "You are our girl, don't worry about this. In fact, the soul power that you immortal grass can improve is far more than two, four, and five levels. However, you have not obtained the fourth soul ring now, as well as the master's fifth soul ring and the dean's eighth soul ring, so the soul power level cannot be displayed. Moreover, the effects of these fairy grasses are different, although each The effect of each strain is almost to increase the soul power by about ten levels, but depending on the different effects, part of it will be reflected in the transformation of oneself, and the improvement of soul power will naturally be weakened. For example, Manzhusha like Zhuqing Hua, Manzhu Luohua and Hu Dixiao are mainly about the transformation of martial souls and bodies. The soul power can only be improved by ten levels at most. Another example is Yuanhuang's Badan Xianlan, whose absorption process is relatively slow. It requires a subtle process, so even if he obtains the fourth soul ring, he will probably only be able to increase his soul power by five or six levels at most."
"Level ten?"
Zhu Zhuqing was so frightened by Ma Hongjun's words that her delicate body trembled, and the pair of weapons on her chest also shook violently. Dai Mubai's four pupils were frozen as he watched.
"Gudong!" Dai Mubai swallowed unconsciously, moved his eyes away with difficulty, swayed his body, and stood in front of Oscar, Ma Hongjun and Tang San.
Zhu Zhuqing said with some worry, "Brother Jun, will our strength improve too quickly? Didn't the master say that cultivation needs to be gradual, and the foundation is the most important."
Tang San glanced at the master, then at Ma Hongjun, who was exchanging blows with Dai Mubai and Oscar, and said with a helpless smile, "Don't worry, Zhuqing, there will be no problem. These immortal herbs are meant to strengthen the foundation and strengthen the body." , not only will it not shake the foundation, but it will make it deeper. Especially the three other shore flowers that your senior brother specially cultivated for you have made up for your innate deficiencies. Now that your martial spirit has evolved into the Netherworld Cat, I believe you Your innate foundation should be at the level of innate soul power. Those three other shore flowers have laid an unimaginably strong foundation for you. As you practice in the future, I think you will be able to realize it. From now on, you can be said to be She is truly the Queen of the Netherworld."
As he spoke, Tang San glanced at the Manzhu Shahua mark between Zhu Zhuqing's eyebrows, thinking that he was at least forty years old in his two lifetimes combined. Although Ma Hongjun was younger than him, he was still not a few years younger. He felt that he had become very mature and stable, but his senior brother still had the innocence and innocence of a child. He could play with Xiao Wu when he was six years old, and he could play with Dai Mubai and Oscar when he was eight or nine years old. When I was eleven or twelve years old, I played with Shui Bing'er again, and later I was able to play with Dugu Bo. These men, women, and children could play together, and he was convinced.
