Douluo: The young master of Chuanling Pagoda, his martial spirit is so impressive

Chapter 5 Reject Yun Ming
It was a dark night, with no stars or moon in the sky.

In a luxuriously decorated bedroom, Leng Yaozhu sat on the bed and asked with a smile.

"Wuji, do you want a teacher?"

"Teacher?" Qiangu Wuji tilted his head in confusion, "Mom, can't you teach me with your strength?"

In response to these words, Leng Yaozhu just shook his head and his eyes became solemn.

"If your talent is average, then it would be okay for me to teach you, but..."

Speaking of this, her expression gradually became complicated.

As the majestic Tianfeng Douluo, one of the beings standing at the top of the world, she had never felt that she was not capable enough before.

But today, looking at her son's awakening and showing his extraordinary potential, for the first time, she had doubts about her abilities.

Three living martial souls, weapons, beasts, and bodies are all top-notch geniuses. Is she really capable of teaching them?

So after thinking about it, she made a difficult decision to find a more suitable teacher for her son.

So at the end of today's awakening ceremony, she went to visit that person.

"Mom, no need, you are so good, you will have no problem teaching me."

Qiangu Wuji shook his head and said very seriously.

Seeing her son's serious expression, Leng Yaozhu felt warm in her heart. She subconsciously took his hand and pulled him over. She rubbed his head affectionately and said with a smile.

"Don't you want to know who the teacher I found for you is? You know, on our continent, there are countless people trying to become his disciples."

Qiangu Wuji shook his head in displeasure.

After traveling to this world personally, he discovered that some things were really different from what was described in the original work.

For example, Leng Yaozhu, a noble and cool woman in the article, is actually a son-in-law, hugging and kissing her at every turn, which makes him feel embarrassed.

Hearing what the other party said, he said nonchalantly.

"Anyway, no matter who it is, it is definitely not as good as your mother."

"Haha, okay, then you should get to know them first."

Leng Yaozhu was not angry, but took out the soul guide phone from his pocket and dialed a number.

Qiangu Wuji looked on with confusion, but he didn't ask any more questions and stood up straight obediently.

Not long after, the call on the other end was answered. The voice seemed to be that of a man. As soon as the other party connected, he faintly heard such a conversation.

"Well, I see."

"Don't worry, leave him to me, I will never let you down."

"Let's do this, give him the phone and let me come and talk to him in person."

Just after saying this, Leng Yaozhu put down the phone with a smile and handed it over.

"Your uncle is looking for you, remember to be polite."

Qiangu Wuji looked at the soul guidance phone call handed to him with doubts in his eyes, but he still picked it up.

Without waiting for the other party to speak, he took the initiative to speak.

"Hello."

"Hello, little guy, you're quite polite."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man's voice came on the phone again.

He sounds young and cheerful.

He didn't speak anymore, but waited for the other party to take the initiative to speak.

"Little guy, you probably don't know who I am yet, right? Let me introduce myself, my name is Yun Ming."

"If you don't recognize this name, then you should know the dean of Shrek Academy, right?"

What, Yun Ming?Qiangu Wuji's hand holding the soul phone trembled slightly, and he almost screamed.

Could it be that the teacher Leng Yaozhu found for himself was the master of the Poseidon Pavilion?
hiss!
No wonder, no wonder she always believed that she would recognize this teacher.

Indeed, if this teacher was the mighty Qingtian Douluo, it would be difficult for people to refuse.

In fact, Qiangu Wuji is indeed in trouble.

He is hesitating.

If there is such a quasi-divine teacher, it is certain that there will be less detours in future cultivation.

The most important thing is that with Yun Ming's support, it is equivalent to getting the resources of the entire Shrek. It will definitely be easier to develop a second career in the future.

But now there is a problem. In the original work, Shrek will be destroyed by the Holy Spirit in about ten years. At that time, Qingtian Douluo will also die in that purge operation.

If he agrees to become a disciple of Yun Ming, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not be targeted by the Holy Spirit.

Even with the blessing of the Spirit Transferring Pagoda, it is difficult to tell accurately.

So should I say no now?
"Little guy, your mother told me about you. With your talent, it won't be a problem to directly enter Shrek's inner courtyard. Come on, I will teach you, and I will be able to let you touch it within 30 years at most. The threshold of a titled Douluo."

When he hesitated, Yun Ming spoke again, without any intention of asking, as if he was sure that he would agree.

Indeed, no one in the world can refuse the invitation personally from the dignified dean of Shrek Academy, right?
Leng Yaozhu looked on, feeling a little melancholy.

Although she was happy that her son had a better teacher, as a mother, she still felt regretful that she could not teach her son by herself.

But regrets are nothing compared to his son's future prospects.

After all, a place like Shrek specializes in teaching and educating people. Wuji would definitely be better off with Yun Ming as his teacher than with him.

Wuji, you should feel the same way, right?

she thought so.

However, at this moment, a word full of guilt was heard.

"Sorry, Uncle Yunming, I don't plan to enter Shrek."

Leng Yaozhu was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and looked at Qiangu Wuji in astonishment.

"Wuji, what did you say??"

Qiangu Wuji looked at his mother calmly and repeated what he just said.

"Mom, I said, I don't plan to join Shrek."

Leng Yaozhu was startled, rubbed his forehead for a long time, and said as if he had a headache.

"What's the reason? You have to give me a reason, otherwise I won't allow you to mess around."

Qiangu Wuji nodded and slowly spoke out the words he had prepared in his mind.

"Mom, I think that as the heir of the Spirit Transferring Pagoda, I should start from the bottom like ordinary soul masters. If I haven't experienced the things of the bottom soul masters, what should I do? Do you know what they need? How can we develop the Spirit Transferring Pagoda better?"

Such righteous words from Ling Ran came from the mouth of a six-year-old child. After hearing this, not only Leng Yaozhu fell silent, but even Yun Ming on the other end of the phone was silent.

Qiangu Wuji didn't think much about it. After finishing speaking, he held the phone and apologized to Yun Ming.

"Uncle Yunming, thank you for your kindness, but now I really can't agree to be your disciple. You won't be angry, right?"

"Haha, little guy, who do you think I am? Will I be angry because of this? It's rare for you to have such a consciousness, will I stop you?"

"Okay, give the phone to your mother. I have a little talk with her."

Qiangu Wuji looked at Leng Yaozhu opposite him and obediently handed over the phone.

The latter looked at him with complicated eyes, sighed and took the phone.

"Yunming..."

(End of this chapter)