Chapter 61
The making of the cake is also very simple. It didn't take long for Ren Yuan to make a pot of cake.

Of course, what he was talking about was not the birthday cake, but the steamed cake.

……

Ning Rongrong sipped the milk tea while eating the cake, feeling very comfortable.

Ren Yuan was lying on the deck chair, basking in the sun comfortably, feeling the breeze gently blowing over his face.

At this time, the system sounded.

"Ding Dong: Trigger the mission, the second stage of refining into steel, and win fifty soul fights!

[Task Content] The host needs to perform a higher-level soul fighting, and must not use soul power, to win [-] soul fighting victories!
[Task Rewards] Wujiazi internal strength, 100 mission points, 10% Saitama template progress! "

The second phase of the task is coming, one of the task rewards is "Three Jiazi internal strength", one Jiazi is 60 years, and the five Jiazi is converted to 300 years. 300 years of internal power level in the world of martial arts, can be called the world's top!

Take the "Xuantian Kungfu" of Tang Men's inner strength method as an example. "Xuantian Kungfu" is divided into nine levels, just like the soul power of a soul master, ten levels are a level.

Wujiazi's internal strength cultivation is enough to step into the ninth stage of "Xuantian Kungfu"!Compared to soul power, it is at the Title Douluo level!

Ren Yuan is now familiar with all kinds of martial arts skills, the only thing he lacks is the cultivation of internal strength.Naturally, skills without mana can't be released, but with the rewards of the mission just released by the system, this problem will be solved easily.

"Ah! Fifty innings, it will take many days!"

Lying on the deck chair, Ren Yuan complained helplessly.

In yesterday's soul fighting competition, how should I put it, the opponent was too weak, and he directly defeated him with a single punch. This kind of crushing soul fighting competition really makes people unable to arouse desire.

Come and go, this is the game!
Turning against the wind, this is called excitement!
"What fifty innings?"

Hearing Ren Yuan's complaints, Ning Rongrong said with a puzzled face.

"Fifty rounds of soul fighting competition!"

"Spirit fighting competition?" Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up suddenly. "You want to participate in the soul fighting competition? But your soul power is only level [-], and your martial soul is not strong. Can you beat others?"

"Hmph! What a joke!" Ren Yuan sneered, "You can go to the Great Soul Arena in Tiandou City to ask, I'll..."

Suddenly, Ren Yuan stopped.

"What's wrong? What?" Ning Rongrong approached Ren Yuan and asked.

"It's okay! Don't worry about this, is the cake delicious?"

This topic turned so bluntly!
……

While Ren Yuan was playing with Ning Rongrong, Brilliant Bookstore.

Zhu Daer was holding a sales report in his hand, frowning, his black and thick eyebrows twisted into caterpillar shapes.

Bang!
Suddenly, Zhu Da'er slammed the table.

"Damn it, hateful Heavenly Book Alliance, hateful Blue Star! Damn it!"

Outside the deputy store manager's office, the staff of Brilliant Bookstore heard Zhu Da'er's roar, and they were not surprised.

After all, in the past few days, Zhu Da'er would roar angrily from time to time.

Everyone knew why, even the cleaning lady who cleaned the toilets knew the reason, it was the Tianshu Alliance!

Recently, the Tianshu Alliance, which is in the limelight, "Tianshu Daily", "Painted Skin", "Fights Break the Sphere", and "A Chinese Ghost Story", these four things are all produced by the Tianshu Alliance.

And because of these books, the performance of Brilliant Bookstore has declined linearly recently.

They are also bookstores, why are you so prominent?

Who is jealous if Zhu Daer is not jealous?
……

Deputy store manager's office.

Zhu Da'er was holding a round token in his hand, the whole body was pitch black, and there were faint carvings of two skulls on it.

This token was obtained by Zhu Da's earphones by chance, and there is a big force hidden behind it.Using this token, you can make that faction do one thing.

Zhu Da'er held the token, a moment later, a stern look flashed in his eyes!
"Co-workers are enemies! Since you have robbed me of my job, don't blame me for killing me!"

……

At this moment, Heaven Dou Palace.

Xue Qinghe was sitting in the pavilion in the palace garden, holding a book in his hand and reading it with great interest.

Suddenly, he felt an extremely weak wave of soul power.

Immediately, Xue Qinghe put away the book in his hand, and the moment he closed the book, the title of the book was also revealed.

"Painted Skin"!
Xue Qinghe put the book into his storage ring, stood up and straightened his clothes, then slowly walked out of the pavilion and walked towards his residence.

Qinghe Hall, the residence of Xue Qinghe.

"Come out!"

After the words fell, followed by a faint fluctuation of soul power, a figure slowly emerged, it was a middle-aged man with an honest appearance.

"Saint!"

"What are you going to do this time?"

"To the Holy Maiden, Lord Qiangong asked me to find someone!"

"Grandpa? He asked you to find someone? Who are you looking for?"

"One night more than 20 days ago, the priest noticed an unusual power of light, so he asked me to look for it."

Xue Qinghe showed a sudden look.

"So you were talking about that night!"

"Does the Holy Maiden know something, can you tell me?" the man asked quickly.

"I only know that he is a person with a very strange martial spirit, and he fought with two priests of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. In the end, Chen Xin and Gu Rong lost!"

"What? Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo lost? That person's strength is so strong?" The honest man's face showed a look of shock, defeating the two titled Douluo with one blow was enough to shock him unceasingly.

"Okay, if you don't have anything else to do, let's leave quickly. It will be hard for you to be discovered by others and affect my plan!"

A powerful aura suddenly erupted from Xue Qinghe's body, a sacred, enthusiastic aura!
"Yes, my lord saint!"

The honest man bowed to Xue Qinghe, his figure slowly dissipated into nothing...

After the man left, Xue Qinghe returned to the room, took out "Painted Skin" again and read it carefully.

"Really, every time I watch it for a while, I will be disturbed by others! It's so annoying!"

Under Xue Qinghe's appearance, a female voice suddenly came out...

(End of this chapter)

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