Douluo: Pretend Tang Sect elders are angry at Tang San

Chapter 115 Bipolar World
In the extreme north, the wind and snow are swaying.

In this vast world that was supposed to be deserted by people, there was actually a group of three people walking against the wind and snow.

Two men and one woman, two children and one old.

The young boy was dressed very luxuriously, wearing a silk dress, he looked like a child of the top power on the road, but this kind of attire was actually extremely impractical in this ice and snow world.

It stands to reason that the humans who came here should all be wrapped in thick padded jackets and wear big hoods.

But the boy in front of him was very different, wearing thin clothes completely different from the white snow.

But even with this thin clothes, the boy did not appear to be trembling at all due to the snowstorm and cold wind. On the contrary, he was extremely calm, as if the wind and snow were not enough to affect him at all.

If someone came in and watched carefully, he could see that the young man in front of him was surrounded by a ball of fire hanging in the air, and the heavy snow that was flying all over the sky disappeared within three feet of the young man, as if he had never seen it before. Never appeared in general.

It was also because of the flames surrounding him that even though the young man was wearing such thin clothes, he still didn't get caught in any wind and snow, and didn't tremble from the invasion of cold air.

The boy's height was about 1.8 meters, he looked about thirteen or fourteen years old, his short black hair looked neat and clean, and around his waist was a belt inlaid with 24 jade stones.

Of course, it is not these foreign objects that attract people's eyes, but the boy's appearance.

He has fair skin that girls envy, tender and tender, as if it would be scratched by the wind, his long and dense eyelashes are slightly curled up, covering a pair of bright and deep eyes, his calm eyes let him People are unpredictable, which adds a sense of mystery, and his handsome figure shows his kingly demeanor even more.

But even in comparison with such an outstanding appearance, the girl next to him still gave people a feeling that was not inferior.

Curved eyebrows are formed naturally, a pair of big watery eyes and a slightly round pink face, not only beautiful, but also gives people a somewhat delicate feeling, the word cute seems to be tailor-made for her generally.

The silky and smooth long black hair was combed into a neat scorpion braid, even if it was a braid, it still hangs over the calf.

Although she was half a point shorter than the boy beside her, she was quite tall for a girl her age.

She was wearing a pink dress on her upper body, which tightly covered her already developing figure, and her slender waist was the envy of countless women.

The flames surrounding the boy also surrounded the girl, so that the girl's thin clothes were not covered with any snowflakes, and she did not feel the invasion of the cold air.

The old man who was supposed to be considered a man of air was far inferior to this man and woman at this moment.

This person had no expression on his face, or it could be said that the expression on his face was completely stiff, his cheeks were sunken, his hair was unusually black, he was wearing a plain gray robe, and he didn't wear the heavy cotton-padded jacket that he should have normally.

It's not that the old man is unbearable, it's that the boy and girl beside him are too good-looking.

Thinking and reflecting, the two are like a match made in heaven. In such a comparison, the old man naturally looks extremely redundant and out of place.

These three people are Qi Ce, Xiao Wu and Dugu Bo who left the Ice and Fire Yinyiyan.

Qi Ce and his team stayed in the Binghuo Liangyi Eye for a total of three months. During these three months, they each absorbed and digested the medicinal effects of the fairy grass steadily, and at the same time hunted and killed many soul beasts in the Sunset Forest.

It was through the 6-year-old Chiyan Panlong in the Sunset Forest that he obtained the sixth soul ring of his elemental martial soul, from which he obtained the fire element.

In fact, Qi Ce didn't have too much hope for the soul beasts in the Sunset Forest. He just searched in the Sunset Forest with the idea of ​​luck. Logically speaking, it should be futile, but after Qi Ce awakened the double pupil, However, he saw the soul beasts in the sunset forest clearly, and finally found this red flame panlong who lived in seclusion and dormant. The red flame dragon is a dragon-like fire-type soul beast. The flames it spits out are extremely domineering and can burn everything With the power of this terrifying flame, this 6-year-old Chiyan Panlong Soul Beast is actually strong enough to rival ordinary 10-year-old Soul Beasts, and it belongs to the category of fierce beasts.

Logically speaking, even the titled Douluo's idea of ​​attacking Chiyan Panlong is extremely difficult to succeed, and may even be killed directly.

But it's a pity that what Chi Yan Panlong met was Qi Ce, the hero Shuangwen who had cheats, was beheaded by Qi Ce without accident at all, and became Qi Ce's soul ring.

Qi Ce actually hesitated and thought about which martial soul should be attached to Chi Yan Panlong's soul ring.

Logically speaking, since the Scarlet Flame Coiling Dragon is a dragon-type soul beast, it should have added the sixth soul ring to its Azure Bone Dragon Martial Soul. In the end, he applied this soul ring to his elemental martial soul, and obtained the fire element from it.

Now Qi Ce is relying on this fire element to protect himself and Xiao Wu to travel through this extreme north, as for Dugu Bo?
Then I don’t need to worry about it, I have already cured Dugu Bo of the poison that has plagued him for many years, and secondly, I have chosen a fairy grass for him. At this time, Dugu Bo has already been promoted to the level of a 92-level titled Douluo. Even if this extreme north is the coldest place on the mainland, it won't have much impact on this Titled Douluo.

During the three months in Binghuo Liangyiyan, everyone actually had a good time, playing and joking.

Even if it was Dugu Bo, he would later integrate into Qi Ce's group, and cook barbecue or cook hot pot with Qi Ce and others.

Of course, this way of eating hot pot is naturally proposed by Qi Ce. There is no such way of eating in Douluo Dalu. Qi Ce made hot pot once for everyone to eat well, and he was pestered to make hot pot every day, even Dugu Bo. After being attracted by the aroma of hot pot once, I have to eat hot pot with Qi Ce and others every day.

Qi Ce would actually also think that if he didn't have any system and powerful martial soul, he should be able to do well in this continent where soul power is respected by relying on his mind that has received nine years of compulsory education.

At least the God Forging Institutes that have been opened all over Fasino Province have not actually received Qi Ce's own soul power to do business at all, and even the shareholders of the God Forging Institute don't know that their big boss is actually a very powerful soul. division.

If I have time to go back, I can open a chain of hot pot restaurants.

Qi Ce has thought about this many times, but he has never put it into practice.

If he wants to change this continent, he can only rely on two things, power and money.

The power naturally comes from one's own strength, which is the soul power that Douluo Dalu relies on most.

If your power is strong enough, you can naturally make the whole world obey your orders.

But power is not everything, you have to have money.

Only with money can we do more things, making Douluo Dalu even more different.

After all, something like strength, when Qi Ce leaves this Douluo world one day, won't it disappear like a passing cloud?
But money is not. As long as Qi Ce leaves enough rich money, those who inherit their ideals will naturally be able to do better things with their leftover property and finances.

Don't let the martial spirit determine your life, and don't let the blood decide everything.

Everyone should have an equal opportunity to go to a higher place, as long as they have the most firm beliefs.

Zize knew that it was actually very difficult to reach this step, and even said that it was simply impossible.

But so what, he still wants to do it, as much as possible.

Since I have come to this Douluo Continent, I should leave something memorable.

Such things are definitely not something that can be achieved by becoming a god or becoming the strongest soul master on the mainland.

In fact, there is one more god in this world, one less god, more than those ordinary people, what is the difference between those ordinary people who inherited the waste martial soul because of their own blood?

At most, it's just a chat after a rough meal.

This world is not short of God, but lack of change.

It lacks the power to change the solidification of the martial soul due to the spread of blood.

When countless civilians want to climb up and live with dignity, they can only rely on mutations, how terrible is such a society?
The powerful bloodlines combine with each other to give birth to the next generation with a powerful martial spirit.

The weak blood and the weak combine to give birth to another generation of crippled martial souls.

There has been a huge gap between these two generations since they were born, and only a few lucky ones who rely on mutation can bridge it.

But what about others?
Generations of waste martial souls.

Generations of lower class people.

He can only be trampled and humiliated by those superior soul masters.

Can they resist?

No.

How would the waste martial soul that was born with him fight against those soul masters with powerful martial souls?

Even if they are full of enthusiasm, even if they are full of unwillingness, even if they yell something like, "Princes and generals, I would rather have a kind." So what.

In the end, he had no choice but to accept the fact that he was a useless martial soul, and he had no choice but to become a low-level person who could see the tragic fate of generations.

What a hopeless world this is.

Everything was preordained before birth.

All you can do is to accept it slowly until you become numb and indifferent in the end.

This Douluo world not only has extremely cool soul skills, not only a variety of powerful martial souls, not only roaring and ferocious soul beasts, but on this continent, there are more hoes, sickles, Wooden sticks, weeds, ordinary people who have lost their martial arts.

This extremely gorgeous Douluo world has nothing to do with them at all. The soul masters they can imagine are no more than the legendary soul saints. As for the realm and power of the soul saints, they have no chance to know in their entire lives. .

That has nothing to do with them.

No relationship.

If the world is divided into two sides, one side is the glamorous, cool and colorful martial arts world, then the other side is the dark world where no light can be seen.

People in the dark world have listened to the stories of the glamorous world of martial spirits since they were young, and they are full of longing and interest in it.

But they know that it belongs to other people's world and has nothing to do with themselves.

Some people knew it when they awakened their martial soul at the age of six, but some people didn't know it until they reached the threshold of a twenty-level great soul master in their entire lives.

That world has never been accessible to them.

It belonged to a world occupied by generations with powerful bloodlines, and for him, that world was simply out of reach.

A very few lucky people can enter that glamorous world of martial arts, but from that moment on, he does not belong to the dark world on that side.

Others can only look helplessly at the people who have gone to another world, hoping that their next generation will also have good luck.

But in fact, that possibility is almost one in ten thousand.

They can do nothing, change nothing.

They can only look forward to it again and again, and accept it again and again.

Until the end, admitting his poor and weak blood.

What a sad world it is.

Everything was preordained the moment he awakened his martial soul at the age of six.

It's like an exiled person who has been sentenced to death, sinking in this dark world forever, and can only look at the glamorous world of martial spirits with expectations and envy.

Zize disliked such a world.

This world frightens him, even though he is almost at the top of this continent now.

But what if he wasn't him, but just an ordinary villager in the Douluo Continent?
What will his life be like.

Inherit the hoe, sickle, stick or weed martial soul from your parents?
This kind of martial soul is basically a waste martial soul without soul power, but it can be used a little more smoothly than ordinary tools.

If you're lucky, you might have one or two levels of soul power.

The people in the same village looked at his first and second level of soul power enviously, and at the same time ridiculed them, saying that a waste martial soul is a waste martial soul after all.

Of course you don't believe in fate, you firmly believe that as long as you work hard, you will definitely gain something.

Suppose you work very hard, and your parents trust you so much that they can let you do no farm work all day long and practice day and night.

In the end, it only took you five years to improve from one or two levels of soul power to the threshold of tenth level of soul power.

You are very happy, you feel that you will soon become a soul master admired by everyone, and you feel that you can leave this small village full of hoes and sickles, and go to a bigger world to see.

But when you walked out of this small village for the first time, you will realize how ridiculous it is for an 11-year-old with tenth-level spirit power and a Wuhun holding a wooden stick or sickle.

You still don't believe in fate, even if you meet an eleven or twelve-year-old great soul master, even if you meet those martial souls that you are afraid of at a glance, you still don't believe in fate, you still feel that as long as you work hard, you can integrate into that glamorous world. Wuhun World, get rid of that closed village.

But when you enter the spirit beast forest and face the spirit beasts for the first time, you will realize for the first time how difficult this road will be.

Any soul beast is so powerful, it seems that it can kill you easily.

You are lucky enough, fateful enough, and determined enough, and in the end you killed a ten-year-old baboon and became the soul master you wanted to be.

You are extremely happy, and you feel that since you can become a soul master, you may also be able to become a great soul master, or even a higher level, even if you don't know what a higher level is.

But to your surprise, after you become a soul master, the improvement of your soul power has become more difficult. In the past, you could still find some changes after a day and a night of cultivation, but now, even if you With such cultivation, there is still no improvement in soul power.

Many years later, you who are old and have reached the threshold of a great soul master finally understand that some things are actually doomed from the very beginning.

Even if you spend your whole life, it will be difficult to surpass.

(End of this chapter)