Douluo Soul Bone Youth

"Master Pope, rest assured, as my spirit power increases, I will shorten this time." Li Mang lowered his head and twisted his hands together.

Chihiro stared at the child in front of him so fast, his mind was also turning quickly, whether to squeeze him or nurture him.

"Since you don't want to say, then you can only become the golden generation." Qianxun thought for a moment, and he felt that he shouldn't force Li Mang too much. After all, Li Mang's cultivation talent is also very good.

"By the way, how long will it take to make a spirit bone next time, and what will it take?" Chihiro Chi asked the most critical question.

"For three to three months, I need the corpse of a soul beast. The higher the age, the better, but it can't exceed 20,000 years, otherwise I will be injured." Li Mang counted with his fingers, pretending to be as stupid as possible.

"Well, I'll see you in three months. Come and take him to the training ground of the Golden Generation." Chihiro Ji shouted outside the palace.

Chihiro Ji still couldn't fully believe Li Mang at this time. He needed to judge the pros and cons, but it was okay to take it to the training ground for brainwashing first.

Then the two golden armored guards took Li Mang to a training ground far away, which was slightly dilapidated.

"This is the sign of your room, find it yourself." The guard of the golden armor finished speaking, threw a golden sign to Li Mang, turned and left.

"Is the Wuhun Hall so cold?" Li Mang raised his eyebrows and looked at the two guards who turned and left with contempt.

Li Mang stood at the gate of the training ground and observed the entire training ground.

To the east is a dilapidated playground with pits and pits everywhere but it is quite big. To the west is a group of mountain peaks with spectacular ups and downs, and to the south is a forest with the roar of soul beasts from time to time. The area of ​​the entire training field is still very big.

Li Mang stepped into the training ground. There was no one everywhere. Quietly, Li Mang guessed that the place he lived was either in the mountain on the west or in the forest on the south. So Li Mang went to the mountain on the east first. After all, the cave was still there. It's a place to live.

Li Mang finally found a group of people on the eastern mountain. He carefully counted a total of seven children about ten years old, carrying a basket of stones behind their backs, running on the winding road, followed by a gray-haired but energetic old man. And this old man was floating in the air with a small leather whip in his hand.

"Is the Spirit Hall so awesome? Do you use Title Douluo for training the Golden Generation?" Li Mang was shocked. Except Title Douluo, other spirit masters can fly except those with wings.

And the old man in front of him is indeed floating in the air.

"Oh?" The old man heard Li Mang's exclamation.

"Boy, come here." The old man beckoned and motioned for Li Mang to come over.

"Hello, respected Title Douluo Mianxia." Li Mang ran to the old man and bowed.

"The little guy can talk, hahaha. But I'm not a Title Douluo, I'm just a soul saint, my name is Roka." The old man laughed, obviously praised him as a Title Douluo, which made him very happy.

Roka's martial arts spirit is a gravitational orangutan, which can float in the air by using the gravity field and at the same time increase the weight of the children.

"Little guy, first go to a cave on the mountain over there to find a place to live, and then walk around here by yourself, and start practicing tomorrow." Roca said, floating in the air again to catch up with the running child.

Li Mang climbed a mountain and finally found the peak pointed by Roca. The various broken and broken cave gates on the peak made Li Mang surprised. The place where the hall of martial arts was trained by the golden generation. broken.

Li Mang found that although each door was broken, it was locked, and the key was the golden token in Li Mang's hand. Finally, Li Mang found a cave that hadn't locked the door of the house, and he looked past the cave and walked in.

The cave is not big, and all the facilities are quite complete, but the objects are randomly thrown on the ground, and there is a thick layer of dust.

Li Mang found a sweeping broom from the corner, patted the dust, and began to disturb the room.

The left side of the cave is the bedroom, the right side is the training room, the north side is the door, and the south side is the toilet. The arrangement of the entire cave is very reasonable.

After cleaning up for a long time, Li Mang finished cleaning thoroughly, and then he went out of the cave to stroll around the training ground of this golden generation.

Chapter 45: Chihiro Ji's Killing Intent

Time passed, and three months passed in a blink of an eye.

Li Mang also started training with a group of children several years older than him from the second day, because on the first day, he inadvertently praised Roca, so these days, although Li Mang worked hard, he did not receive much. Making things difficult, and more fortunately, Li Mang broke through level 18 under intense training, not far from level 19.

"Xiao Mang, someone will come to pick you up, come out quickly." Roca knocked on Li Mang's door early in the morning before training.

"Who?" Li Mang sat on the stone bed cultivating his soul power. Hearing Roka's voice, he immediately opened his eyes and stopped practicing.

"Hurry up." Roca seemed to be anxious.So Li Mang got out of bed quickly, tidied his clothes, and then followed Roca out.

When he reached the gate of the training ground, Li Mang couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Chrysanthemum Douluo?!"

"Chrysanthemum Douluo!?" Although Roka found that Ju Douluo had stronger spirit power than him, he thought that at most he was a spirit master who had just entered the Contra. He didn't expect that the person in front of him was a titled Douluo.

"It's okay, little guy, come with me." Yueguan waved his hand, then waved his hand again, motioning Li Mang to leave here with him.

"Uncle Ju Douluo, what's the matter this time?" Li Mang suddenly thought that he would get a soul bone for Qianxunji in three months.

"Of course the Pope is looking for you. Little guy." Ju Douluo glanced back at Li Mang with a hint of charm in his eyes.

Li Mang's body was shocked, and Li Mang dared not say a word to Ju Douluo along the way.

After a while, the two walked to the Pope’s Palace, and Ju Douluo still bowed and finished speaking and then left.

"Come, right here, the soul beast corpse you need, I found it for you." Qianxunji stood in front of Li Mang. There were only two people and one soul beast corpse in the entire papal hall.

The soul beast in front of him was a grass-green praying mantis, about the size of an adult, and the sharp mantis knife reflected cold light.

"Li Mang, since I am your teacher, take it and tell you about the source of this soul beast. This is a 23,000-year-old jade mantis, suitable for all soul masters of sword-type martial arts. There is no rejection reaction. The person who absorbs the spirit ring of this soul beast is a deacon in our spirit hall. His spirit is the Storm Dagger, which matches this spirit ring very well." Chihiro Jiji Squatting on the ground stroking the two sharp knives of this soul beast.

"Teacher, do you want the soul bone of this soul beast?" Li Mang said respectfully.

"Hahaha, it's already here, can it be other spirit beasts?" Chihiro Ji stood up and laughed.

"Well then." After Li Mang finished speaking, Qianxunji automatically moved a few steps away from Li Mang.

Li Mang's hand was placed on the corpse of the Jade Mantis, and the spirit power fluctuations immediately appeared. Li Mang thought that this was too easy, no, he had to faint himself.

So Li Mang used his mental power to pull the spirit power fluctuations, wandering back and forth in the body of the Jade Mantis, never stopping, and at the same time constantly inputting the spirit power, that is, the more miserable he was, the better.

Half an hour later, Li Mang twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling that his mental power was about to be exhausted, and then squeezed his abdomen with his soul power. He originally wanted to squeeze some blood out, but Li Mang was still not ruthless enough. After retching twice, he stopped. Li Mang randomly threw the spirit power fluctuations on the body of the jade mantis before he ran out of mental power, and then fainted gorgeously.

"Huh?" Qianxunji had been looking at Li Mang not far behind Li Mang. He also felt the appearance of spirit power fluctuations, but he didn't discover the mystery, nor did he see that Li Mang was deliberate. Toss myself so miserably.

Qianxun quickly called the people outside, and sent Li Mang to a resting place in the Wuhun Hall, where he would live in.

"Really!" Chihiro Ji opened the body of the Jade Mantis and found a green left arm soul bone, and it was the same soul bone that was never used before.

Chihiro Ji held his soul bone in one hand, walked to his throne with blurred eyes, and sat down.

He hesitated. If such an evildoer cannot be mastered by the Soul Hall, he must be destroyed. There was an inexplicable voice in Qian Xunji's mind telling him that he must kill this little guy, or the Soul Hall will meet in the future. Planted a big tumble in his hands.

"Hu" Chihiro Ji closed his eyes and threw his soul bone on the ground at will.

He was reluctant to kill Li Mang, not because of his soul bones, but also because of Li Mang's talent for cultivation. The 7-year-old and 18th level was already against the sky. He already had the opportunity to challenge to become the youngest Title Douluo. And Wuhun is also a top weapon spirit, and it is a precocious one, not to mention the ability to create soul bones. This kind of person is too suitable to be in charge of the spirit hall. If Li Mang can truly be loyal to the spirit hall, then The probability that the next lord is Li Mang will be very high.

Li Mang, who was sleeping, didn't know that he was almost designated by Qianxun Ji as the next Hall of Martial Arts Master.

Chihiro Ji picked up the soul bone that had been thrown on the ground, breathed out a suffocating breath, and headed to another palace deep in the Papal Palace, where his father Qian Daoliu lived and practiced.