Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 743 Turtle Shell? !

Chen Cong waved his hand and warned sternly: "Don't touch him. Touching him will only make him more painful."

After hearing this, everyone consciously stepped back slowly, leaving enough space for Chen Xiaojun.

At this moment, Chen Xiaojun still shrank his body, his face gradually turned as pale as paper, and at the same time, he covered his eyes tightly with his hands, enduring unbearable pain.

Big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, soaking his clothes and making him look a little wet.

Dust Sword Master sighed, shook his head and said, "Xiao Liu is extremely talented and has extraordinary luck. We can't catch up with him even if we want to."

There was a hint of helplessness and envy in his words.

Chen Jianjun looked at Chen Xiaojun unhurriedly. Hearing this, he smiled calmly: "It doesn't matter if you can't keep up. If you can't keep up, then don't keep up. Life is not a competition. Why force it?"

“We just need to be ourselves and be the protagonists of our own life stories.”

As he spoke, he looked up into the distance, his eyes deep and determined.

Dust Sword Master glanced at him sideways before saying, "You have a very deep understanding."

Chen Jianjun showed a bit of open-mindedness on his face, waved his hand and smiled: "This is not my feeling, this is what Xiaojun said before, I think it makes sense."

“It’s exhausting to blindly chase after others.”

Chen Jianzun nodded, then turned to Chen Xiaojun and said, "Xiao Liu, he is like a strong wind rising and the clouds flying; while you are cautious and steady at every step."

"You have never taken any magical herbs or elixirs, let alone absorbed any soul bones. Your calm attitude is really good."

Chen Jianjun laughed at himself: "Good mentality? You misunderstood, I'm just stupid, my brain works slowly, and my reaction is slow."

Dust Sword Master said sternly: "He is like a sharp sword out of its sheath, with its sharp edge exposed; while you are wise but foolish, and remain calm in the face of adversity."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jianjun was silent for a while, then chuckled.

Chen Mu approached Chen Cong with a look of eagerness, and shouted in a somewhat shy tone: "Grandpa..."

Chen Cong raised his head from his deep thoughts and responded doubtfully, "Hmm?"

Chen Mu's eyes flashed with cunning, and he chuckled, "Second brother and Old Six have several soul bones. Shouldn't I, your grandson, also have a bone to chew on?"

As he spoke, he pretended to chew a bone and looked at Chen Cong expectantly.

Chen Cong was stunned for a moment, then turned his head away with a look of confusion: "..., you think you are a dog, and you are still chewing."

Chen Mu didn't care and continued to act funny: "Grandpa, don't hide good things, and don't leave them to your son. He is full of bad intentions, it would be a waste to leave them to him."

Chen Cong rolled his eyes at him helplessly, and with a flash of light, he took out a piece of his left arm soul bone. The soul bone exuded amazing power, contained powerful strength, and was blue and dreamy.

He handed it to Chen Mu and said, "Hey, I left you a piece, 70,000 years old, with both water and spirit elements."

Chen Mu’s eyes widened instantly, his face full of disbelief: “It really exists! And it’s 70,000 years old, I, I was just talking…”

Chen Cong snorted and glared at him: "Nonsense, I'm your grandfather, how can I lie to you?"

Then, he paused for a moment, and his tone became unusually serious: "But you have to understand that absorbing this soul bone now is still somewhat dangerous for you."

"You and your sixth brother have different physiques. You can't take risks casually."

"It would be safer to wait until your cultivation is promoted to Soul Sect level before absorbing it."

"So, grandpa will keep this soul bone for you first."

"After you have been baptized by the fourth spirit ring, it won't be too late to absorb it."

After saying that, Chen Cong waved his hand and took back the precious soul bone. "No, Grandpa, I haven't seen enough." Chen Feng said anxiously, his eyes full of reluctance, "I know it's not urgent now, but don't be so stingy."

At this moment, Chen Yanwu's cold voice came: "Look, there are changes on his back!"

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their eyes to Chen Xiaojun's back.

I saw the black and white light flickering, as if a yin and yang Tai Chi diagram was slowly rotating.

"This external soul bone actually grows on the back." Chen Yanwu said in surprise.

"The back?!" Chen Cong repeated in surprise, with a gleam of enlightenment in his eyes.

He suddenly remembered something and hurriedly pulled the Lingyuan Xuanwu's spine towards Chen Xiaojun's back.

Just at the moment when the spine came close to Chen Xiaojun's body, it seemed to be attracted by some mysterious force and quickly merged into Chen Xiaojun's back.

Chen Xiaojun suddenly let out a scream, with an expression of indescribable pain on his face.

"Grandpa, how could this happen?" Chen Mu asked anxiously, "Also, didn't you just say that this soul bone can be used or not?"

Chen Cong frowned and explained, "It's a normal phenomenon when absorbing soul bones."

"The external soul bone on the back is located at the rear sternum, which means it is connected to the torso bone."

"This soul bone is of high quality, but its age is a little low. It may be enough for others, but it may not be enough for Xiaojun."

"Now that it has merged into it, it must be connected to the external soul bone. Originally, soul bones are most suitable for people who obtain soul rings to absorb. Maybe there will be changes that we can't imagine."

After another ten minutes, Chen Xiaojun's breathing gradually became steady, as if he had overcome the difficulties.

However, a sudden sharp pain caused his face to twist in pain again.

Immediately afterwards, his back began to bulge abnormally, and a powerful force surged inside, causing his back to gradually expand.

Chen Xiaojun stuck his hands into the soil, grabbed it tightly, and began to roar loudly.

Finally, with a deafening bang, his clothes were torn apart in an instant, and black and white light burst out like a dazzling sun, stinging the eyes of everyone present.

When everyone finally opened their eyes, they were surprised to find that Chen Xiaojun in front of them had undergone a drastic change, leaving them speechless for a moment.

Even Chen Cong, the only one who did not close his eyes due to the blinding light, had his mouth twitching at this moment.

Suddenly, Chen Feng burst into hearty laughter, almost unable to control himself: "Hahaha, Xiaoliu's external soul bone is amazing!"

As his laughter rang out, others couldn't help but laugh out loud as well.

Chen Yanwu turned her head away, as if trying hard to hold back her laughter; and Chen Bin, who was usually taciturn, also couldn't help but smile at this moment.

"Hehe, now I no longer envy Guizi Liu for having an external soul bone." Chen Mu teased.

"Me too." Chen Shurui echoed.

Chen Jianjun slapped his forehead, seeming to be surprised and amused by this sudden change.

Chen Feng continued to laugh: "I never expected this, how could this happen? How did I grow a turtle shell!"

Indeed, Chen Xiaojun's external soul bone was actually a tortoise shell, black and white, with a yin-yang Tai Chi diagram inlaid on it, which looked both mysterious and funny.

"I heard that Xiaoyi's external soul bone was a transformation into a full-body battle skirt, and Guiziliu can also transform. They are really a perfect match, the wife sings and the husband follows! Hahaha!" Chen Mu continued to joke.

Chen Feng held his belly and said, "Yes, I've heard that some of the external soul bones on the back have wings, some have spider legs, and some have various types of shells, but I've never heard of one with a tortoise shell. I can't even laugh anymore!"

(End of this chapter)