People are in Douluo, and they are struck by lightning at the beginning

Instructor Yilin stopped at the door of the room, put on the door handle and opened the door, "Classmate Zhuang Zhou, this is your room from now on."

Yang Yunhai looked up and saw a 1.8-meter soft bed that was big enough to be hugged on either side, a large desk in front of the bed, a separate bathroom, and a row of large wardrobes at the door. Everything was there, and it was very exquisite. He was very satisfied and nodded. .

"Thank you, Teacher Yilin."

"It's okay." Instructor Yilin smiled and handed over the key, "Classmate Zhuang Zhou, please familiarize yourself with the environment first. If you need anything, come to me in the Academic Affairs Building at any time."

"Okay." Yang Yunhai responded politely, reached out to take the key, and watched the beautiful instructor leave with her slender waist twisted.

She slammed the door, returned to her original appearance, and rubbed her slightly uncomfortable facial muscles with both hands.

After cleaning up briefly, he quickly straightened his face, put on his school uniform, opened the door and left the room.

It's noon, it's time to eat. He decided to go to the cafeteria to have a meal and get familiar with the campus environment.

When we walked out of the dormitory area, classes were just about to end at the college, and students were walking in small groups on the road. With only seven points of good looks, he didn't attract much attention and rushed to the cafeteria smoothly. After eating, we turned into street runners and strolled through the academy with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers.

On the other side, in the hill behind the college, is a small single-family building.

"It is indeed extraordinary to achieve such achievements at such an age." After listening to his son Jian Hongchen's story, Ming Hongchen sighed, "His teacher is definitely a master in the use of martial arts. If there is a chance, I really want to meet him. Communicate one or two.”

"This dedication to martial arts is worth emulating and learning from me."

"There will be a chance. Since the two titled Douluo are willing to send this child over, it means that they have begun to accept the soul guidance device. As long as this child can succeed in the academy and does not delay his cultivation. I think, They will choose to come out." Xu Fengya, who was sitting on the side, continued, "If such a capable person can return to the soul master world, it will be a great blessing to the empire."

Even if you don't participate in the management of the empire, you can still teach the students in the academy. If something happens to you, you can still help. Even staying at home and doing nothing is an invisible deterrent.

Having a sword and not having a sword are two different things!

As he said that, he raised his head and looked at his son, "Jian'er, have you seen the general cultivation level of that titled Douluo?"

"Well, the kid didn't see it." Seeing Hongchen's face looking a little embarrassed, "That senior's aura is extremely restrained, I can't sense it at all."

"However, that senior looks very young, only about 30 years old. His cultivation level is probably not low."

"In this case, the cultivation levels of these two titled experts are probably above level 95." Xu Fengya's face was obviously serious.

"Of course, it's also possible that he has extraordinary soul control." Thinking of his son's statement that Zhuang Zhou had extraordinary soul control at a young age, he couldn't help but change his mind and add. A child has such control, let alone a master uncle.

"In any case, since the two titled masters are willing to send this child to the academy, it shows their recognition of our academy. Jian'er, next, you should pay more attention to this child, and don't let him suffer in the academy." Ming Hongchen warned.

Although the academy treats nobles and civilian soul masters equally, there will always be a few mouse droppings when there are too many people. It's not that there are no aristocratic students in the academy who use their backgrounds to gain power, but it's just not serious. Most of the instructors choose to turn a blind eye.

Although he is a titled Douluo, he cannot be involved in every detail, and sometimes he cannot fully take care of everything.

"My child understands." Hongchen nodded, "I have asked Teacher Yilin to put this child in Xue'er's dormitory. My child feels that with this child's ability to use martial arts, if Xue'er and the others can be influenced by it, there should be some Make progress.”

"I hope Minghui and Mingjing can hold each other back. Xueer has such a strong character, hey..." Xu Fengya felt a headache.

I'm not going to follow you, old man. That's what Hongchen said in his heart.

You need to be careful about intergenerational education!

"I'll go talk to Xue'er later." He then spoke.

"Yes." Xu Fengya nodded slightly.

Two-quarters of an hour later, Yang Yunhai strolled to the college library and walked directly in.

According to the sign, there are no other taboos except that the top floor is not allowed. So, I walked to the basics and soul guidance device-related books area on the first floor and started reading them on the spot.

The basics of soul guidance tools, including civilian, attack, defense, everything.

"The books on soul guides in this library should be divided according to the difficulty of production. The lower the level, the more basic and the simpler the manufacturing. And on the top floor, there are drawings of unconventional soul guides and the like. Without authorization, it is forbidden to read. .”

"I'm afraid it's some kind of large-scale anti-personnel soul guide." He couldn't help but guess in his heart.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, the main goal of my trip is to develop a civilian-type soul guide that can improve bottom-level productivity."

In his opinion, this is what Douluo Continent urgently needs after the reunification. Once the mainland is unified and enters a period of peaceful development, the population will inevitably grow rapidly in a short period of time. At this time, more efficient production tools are needed to adapt to production needs.

Pushing it out can also collect a wave of faith!

As for the offensive soul guide, it will not develop to the God-killing level in a short period of time. Besides, although Douluo is in the sewers, it is still a fantasy world where one can cultivate and become a god. We cannot put the cart before the horse. As for other things, it’s not too late to consider them after he becomes a god.

Thinking about this, read it carefully and write it down.

Time passed quietly, and soon it was approaching evening.

Yang Yunhai closed the book, walked out of the library, and ran straight to the cafeteria. After dinner, return to the dormitory.

Walking to the door of the villa, with a creak, he took out the key to open the door, pushed the door and walked in.

"Who are you?" the voice suddenly came.

Yang Yunhai looked up and saw a handsome young man with red hair and red pupils, sitting on the sofa with doubts in his eyes.

This person is obviously a college student, how could he have the key to my dormitory? Shinjuku friends? The teacher never said that! I know all the old students who are talented, and the freshmen are already past the enrollment period? Is he a transfer student? Xu Minghui was guessing in his heart.

"Who is it?" There were footsteps coming from the second floor.

Yang Yunhai, who was about to reply, looked up and saw two beauties walking to the guardrail and sticking their heads out.

She has burgundy hair, blue eyes, and a ponytail. She has a hot figure, delicate facial features, and a temperament that looks like a proud royal sister. The other one. He had to admit that he was attracted to it. He turned out to be a boy-faced giant with white hair and red eyes, an explosive figure, and a gentle and pleasant temperament.

He is easy to bully at first sight, and a punch will only make you cry. You are obviously so petite and only 1.6 meters tall. Why do you look so exaggerated?

It's a pity that it couldn't shake my Taoist heart. But I still showed a warm smile and said, "Hello, I am."

Then I saw the wine-haired lady jump over the guardrail and jump down. The shadow of a red-eyed ice toad appeared behind her. Four yellow, yellow, purple and black soul rings were beating under her feet. The third soul ring lit up, and five diamond-shaped ice mirrors formed around her body. , straight down.

"If you want to live in our dormitory, you have to see what you are capable of!" A soft shout showed his arrogant nature.

"Sister, please take it easy." Xu Minghui quickly shouted softly, but his body honestly retreated to avoid being harmed by Chi Yu.

ill? ! Yang Yunhai was surprised. He felt that there was something wrong with this girl's brain.

The hands kept moving, and the fingertips of the right hand moved lightly, and the disguised tree spirit appeared, and the two sharp and light yellow tree roots grew rapidly, winding and rising.

The best way to deal with such people who need to be dealt with is to defeat them at once to avoid subsequent troubles.

Through the phantom that appeared before, Zhu Jingbing Chan saw the martial spirit of this girl and understood the effect of this soul skill.

"Hmph." The girl snorted softly, five diamond-shaped ice mirrors spread out, the first soul ring under her feet lit up, and her red lips opened slightly.

"Ice Toad Fire Poison!" The cold mist mixed with a little red light was immediately spit out, and the surrounding air plummeted.

The next second, the enchanting figure disappeared, emerged from one of the ice crystal mirrors, and opened its mouth lightly.

"Booooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. However, the distance was too close, and the arms that had not yet been submerged were tied up by tree roots that passed through the cold mist.

At the same time, the Wuhun branches grew rapidly, and the leaves merged, forming a mass that blocked the cold mist above.

"Brat, let me go!"

Feeling the tree roots climbing rapidly on the body surface and spreading along the waist to the legs, the girl blushed as if she had been humiliated. Limbs kicking, opening mouth to spray poison. The tree root took a quick step and quickly sealed it.

"." Xu Minghui and the little beauty on the second floor were stunned.

In just the blink of an eye, their usually "wise and powerful" imperial sister was tied into a rice dumpling and hung in the air, unable to move.

The cold poison spread and had obviously spread to the blond boy's body, but he acted like a normal person.

Xu Minghui felt that this new guy was very powerful even though he couldn't defeat the Soul Lord in a sneak attack, so he quickly said, "Ahem, brother, please put my sister down. My sister just wants to try your skills for a while. Strength, not malice."

He started taking action as soon as they met and said such words. It was obvious that her royal sister had received the news that this guy was moving in.

No harm in this, the cold poison generated by the alternation of ice and fire will definitely make someone seriously ill tonight, and your sister just needs to be taken care of. Yang Yunhai nodded slightly, controlled the roots of the tree and put the big meat dumplings on the ground, and said seriously: "Brother, I feel Your sister needs to see a doctor."

"The poison of cold bites back, and logically there shouldn't be symptoms of irregular heartbeat or bad temper."

No wonder Ming Hongchen is so obsessed with studying poisons. When he came to Douluo Continent and heard about Grandpa Dugu’s deeds, he immediately came to the academy to discuss the theory of poisons. It turned out that there was a junior in his family who had awakened the martial spirit of Zhu Qing Ice Chan!

Poor world grandpa heart!

Judging by her age, this girl should be Ming Hongchen's granddaughter.

According to the setting of the original work, Zhu Qing Ice Toad is an ice-attributed poisonous martial spirit. His whole body is ice-attributed, but his eyes are fire-attributed. The alternation of ice and fire will produce a special cold poison, which is quite powerful.

But at the same time, it will also turn against the Soul Eater himself.

Once an attack occurs, the cold poison attacks the heart, and it is basically tossing and turning, and may even be life-threatening.

Because of this, few people can cultivate this martial soul to the realm of title, and most of them die young. He seriously doubted that this martial spirit setting was based on the Jade Phosphorous Snake.

Xu Minghui was not angry but was shocked. How did this guy know that the emperor's sister was suffering from the cold poison?

Could it be that there is a way to detoxify?

Just as he was thinking about it, his imperial sister had already released her restraints and was staring at Yang Yunhai with a look of shame and anger.

What's the meaning? Is this another way of scolding her for being hot-tempered and unreasonable? Xue Hongchen was very angry.

Xu Minghui rushed over in one stride, took Yang Yunhai's arm in a familiar manner, tilted his head slightly and whispered, "Brother, please forgive me, my sister just had an attack of cold poison recently, and with that coming, she is not in a good mood. .”

Yang Yunhai, who thinks I am Bai Xueyi, glanced at him, but luckily nodded slightly, cupped his hands slightly toward the girl upstairs, and then turned to look at Xu Minghui.

"Xiazhuang Zhou is a new transfer student who has joined the college. Please take good care of him in the future."

"." Xue Hongchen felt that she was being ignored, and her chest heaved with anger.

"It's easy to talk, it's easy to talk." Xu Minghui hurriedly smoothed things over, "They all said that if we don't fight, we won't know each other, and if we don't get along, we won't know each other. Now we can be considered as seeing each other."

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Xu Minghui. I am 18 years old. I have the martial soul Huanglong and my soul power is level 41."

"This is my cousin Xue Hongchen. She is two months older than me. She has a martial spirit of Zhu Qing Bingchan, and her soul power is level 42."

"The one above is my sister Xu Mingjing, 16 years old, Wuhun Baozi, soul power level 36."

No wonder it's so exaggerated. It turns out that Wuhun is a big bun. Yang Yunhai nodded slightly, and added: "Zhuang Zhou, Wuhun tree, soul power level 39, this year"

Xu Minghui's expression froze immediately, and he turned his head a little bit, with an unbelievable expression, "How much?"

Upstairs, Xu Mingjing opened his mouth slightly, obviously quite shocked.

"Don't be obsessed with brother, brother is just a legend." Yang Yunhai changed his usual style and raised his head slightly.

"Brother, how did you cultivate?" Xu Minghui suppressed his shock and couldn't help asking.

"Brother Hui, I have a word for you." Yang Yunhai lifted his chin slightly, "If you don't have a woman in your heart, draw your sword and be a god!"

"If you can endure loneliness, if you can endure loneliness, if you concentrate on cultivation, your cultivation will naturally increase."

"My teacher and uncle are both Titled Douluo, so it has nothing to do with me." He added very calmly.

"Stinky fart!" Xue Hongchen muttered, she already knew all this, and today her father called her over alone to say it. Opening his mouth is a compliment, how powerful the use of Wuhun is. She was very dissatisfied, and she was going to meet to show her off, take her as a younger brother, and ask whatever she wanted.

Who would have thought that this guy did have a brush and he actually overturned his car.

No wonder they were arranged to enter our dormitory. Xu Minghui was surprised and immediately slapped him with a rainbow fart.

"incredible."

If you can speak, speak more!

Yang Yunhai felt that this buddy was worth making friends with, and he immediately said humbly: "It's just average, it's just a fluke."

"Brother Zhuang is being humble." Xu Minghui responded with a smile, thinking he had this guy under control.

Then Yang Yunhai's expression turned solemn, "It's getting late, I should go back to my room to practice. My teacher said that genius is 99% sweat and 1% talent. I have average talent, so I have to work hard to practice. .”

"Senior, Brother Hui, see you tomorrow." He turned around and said, breaking free of his arms and striding toward the room.

For a moment, I couldn't tell whether this guy was really stunned or just teasing me. Xu Minghui stood there stunned.

Something feels wrong.

Alas, I haven't asked if it can cure the cold poison on the emperor's body... I suddenly remembered.

Turning to look at the imperial sister who was staring at Yang Yunhai's back, gritting her teeth and clenching her fists, he decided to ask another time.

Dad actually said that this man was polite. Is he blind? It's obviously shameless! But why is my cold poison useless to him? Xue Hongchen muttered in his heart, and looked back at his cousin Xu Minghui with doubts. His face turned cold for a moment, and he said calmly: "Cousin, I am really not in a good mood right now."

Do you really think I can't hear what you are whispering?

"Sister Huang, I've also gone back to my room to practice." He quickly ran back to the room.

"Hmph." Xue Hongchen snorted coldly, looked at the room where Yang Yunhai was, and said in her heart: "Sooner or later, I want you to look good!"

Turn around and walk up the stairs.

In the room, Yang Yunhai had returned to his original appearance and was sitting at the table. He took out the blank book he had prepared and started writing down the knowledge about soul tools he had read today. An hour later, he moved to the bed and sat cross-legged and began to practice his soul power with his eyes closed.

Until early in the morning, in the dead of night, I called out Yin'e and fell asleep comfortably in my arms.

A night of silence.