"Go, go, my aunt hates people who suddenly mid-sentence."
"You brat, stop here, I'm talking about you."
"..."
In the valley at night, accompanied by the scolding sound of the Chongming Bird, there was a sudden burst of chickens and dogs.
Well, the Chongming bird looks like a chicken, and Ma Hongjun is a real dog.
One person and one bird chased each other, and the fight stopped after a while.
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. To tell you the truth, my soul power has not improved much. I hope you have an idea."
Ma Hongjun shrugged as he spoke and tied his long black hair that was scattered behind his head into a simple high ponytail.
One person and one bird were slumped on the hard black stone slab without any image. Chongming said displeasedly, "How much? Tell me quickly."
Ma Hongjun smiled and exhaled, "It's okay, it's just improved to three levels."
"Level three? That's level sixty-six? Why so few?" Chong Mingniao frowned.
"Is it less? I think it's okay." Ma Hongjun said in surprise.
To be honest, in the original time and space, Ma Hongjun really didn't know how much the fat man's soul power increased after absorbing the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower.
But he knew one thing clearly. The vintage of the cockscomb and phoenix sunflower absorbed by the fat man was definitely not as high as the vintage he was absorbing now.
"hehe!"
Chong Mingniao rolled his eyes at Ma Hongjun, and said with a smile, "What you absorbed is the ten thousand year level cockscomb phoenix sunflower, not the small piece of ten thousand year fire chalcedony that my aunt usually gives you. What do you think?"
Ma Hongjun let out a long oh, and also chuckled, "So you also know that what you gave me was just a small piece of ten thousand year fire chalcedony, you picky chicken."
Chong Mingniao was stunned for a moment, then decisively changed the subject and said, "If you are a Soul Saint of more than seventy levels, or a Soul Douluo, that is indeed normal, but you are just a Soul Emperor, which is a bit less. .”
Ma Hongjun smiled slightly and said, "Then tell me, how much improvement is reasonable?"
"At least level six or seven." Chong Mingniao said.
"The analysis is quite reasonable."
Ma Hongjun admired and said with a smile, "I'd better tell you what's going on, lest you feel that you haven't improved enough."
"Huh?" Chongmingniao tilted his head.
Ma Hongjun said, "First of all, you have to know that although Xiaokui is a fairy herb that has been around for ten thousand years, I only want part of its essence, not all of it."
"Well, it's only 70% at most, otherwise it will hurt Xiaokui's foundation."
Ma Hongjun said as he put his fingertips together like a chicken pecking at rice, and nodded towards the Chongming Bird.
"Seventy percent?"
Chongmingniao subconsciously turned around and looked at the entrance of the sinkhole that was blocked by vines in the distance.
"Well, keep talking."
The Chongming Bird nodded thoughtfully. It didn't mean that it didn't understand anything. It also saw the changes in Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower at that time.
Ma Hongjun nodded slightly and said, "Secondly, do you need energy to purify my martial soul and twelve kinds of flames? The fifth soul ring and the god-given trunk soul bone evolved into a hundred thousand year soul ring and a hundred thousand year soul bone. Do you need energy?”
"Twelve kinds of flames? Isn't it eleven?" Chong Mingniao frowned.
Ma Hongjun said matter-of-factly, "The eleven types of flames gather together, isn't it the twelfth one?"
"Can this still be considered?"
Chong Mingniao was startled and said helplessly, "Okay, you win."
Ma Hongjun nodded slightly and continued, "Of course, there is another point, which is also the most important point."
"You have to know that I practice Tai Chi, and the quality and quantity of my soul power are beyond the reach of ordinary soul masters."
"When I was a Soul Sect, I could fight the Soul Emperor, and when I was a Soul King, I could fight the Soul Saint."
"Now, I am confident that I can challenge some ordinary Contras, such as my teacher Flanders."
"I think now that I can push him to the ground and rub him without opening the martial soul's true form."
…
"Ah sneeze!"
In the Lord's Mansion of Qingyang City, Flanders, who was burning the midnight oil to handle official duties, subconsciously sneezed.
"It's so late? Who is still talking about me?" Flanders muttered and rubbed his nose.
Not far away, Liu Erlong, whose temperament and figure were becoming more and more graceful and charming, was sitting in front of a delicate and compact stroller, looking at a pair of cute and round figures in a daze.
"What's wrong Rand?"
Hearing the noise, Liu Erlong came back to his senses and turned to look at Flanders, who was handling official business at his desk.
Flanders looked gentle and said in a soft voice, "It's nothing, Erlong. It's late at night. You should go and rest first. Tomorrow it's time for us to return to the academy to change Xiaogang."
Liu Erlong rolled his eyes at Flanders and said coquettishly, "You, Hongjun's territory has just been established not long ago, and everything is in a state of exhaustion. As his teacher, you know how to leave official duties to Xiaogang." , luckily you are still his teacher."
Flanders' expression paused and he argued forcefully, "You can't say that. Doesn't Xiaogang also treat Hongjun as his direct disciple? Besides, Shrek Academy was just established not long ago, and it was the first time that it opened to the whole continent. Enrollment, things over there are no less important than here.”
"My waist is almost broken from exhaustion."
After saying that, Flanders added in his heart, "Xiao Gang is Xiao Gang after all. He who can do it should work harder."
"Yeah! I'll keep an eye on the baby for a while."
Liu Erlong nodded softly and turned his attention to the two little guys in the cradle.
Perhaps because of the two cute little guys by his side, Liu Erlong's female tyrannosaurus's personality has become much gentler, which makes Flanders indescribably satisfied.
After silently watching Liu Erlong's graceful back for a while, Flanders smiled and retracted his soft gaze, lowering his head and continuing to handle official duties.
…
Chong Mingniao squinted at Ma Hongjun and asked, "What if the martial soul true body is activated?"
Ma Hongjun shrugged and said very bachelorly, "I don't know, I can't really push my teacher to the ground and beat him, can I?"
"This is hard to say." Chongmingniao said leisurely.
Ma Hongjun's mouth twitched and he smiled and said, "You should understand now, right? It's not that Xiaokui is incompetent, but that every time I increase my soul power, I need more resources than others."
Chong Mingniao nodded and said, "I understand, I understand, but Chong Li, shouldn't you give my aunt's land some repairs?"
"Ah, what did I do? I don't believe it, how could I do such a thing."
As he spoke, Ma Hongjun lowered his head and glanced at the hard black stone slab beneath him. He immediately jumped up and quickly slipped towards the sinkhole with a ghostly shadow under his feet.
"Ah!"
Chong Mingniao smiled coldly, and the figure slumped on the ground disappeared in an instant.
The next moment, with a bang, Ma Hongjun collided with the Chongming Bird that happened to appear in front of the sinkhole entrance.
"Tsk tsk! Comparing speed and naughtiness with my aunt? Chongli, do you think your wings are stiff?" Chongmingniao said, crossing his wings.
Ma Hongjun's figure flashed, distanced himself from Chongmingniao, and said with a smile, "I didn't know that this transformation would make such a big noise. Can you blame me on the ground?"
"Chongming, you can't blame me for this."
Chongmingniao clicked his tongue and hummed, "Pretend, keep pretending. If you are not mentally prepared, why don't you absorb Xiaokui's essence in the sinkhole?"
Ma Hongjun chuckled and said, "I'm thinking about you too. I'm not afraid of ten thousand, just in case."
"Ha, you should be mentally prepared."
Chongmingniao said, pointing to the center of the valley, and said, "Just tell me, do you want to cultivate this land or not?"
"Am I the kind of irresponsible person? Let's wait for another day, right?"
Ma Hongjun added in his mind, "Even if you beat me to death, you don't want me to work overtime, let alone the night shift."
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