Chapter 153 Master: I Have a Plan to Make Lan Yinyou Regain His Sight

One day later, Canaan College.

In the quiet room, the faint scent of sandalwood lingered in it, making people feel slightly relaxed and intoxicated. On the bed in the corner of the room, Xiao Yan lay on it with his eyes closed. After a long time, he took a weak breath. .

After a while, Xiao Yan's fingers suddenly trembled slightly, and his weak breathing finally became stronger. His eyelashes blinked slightly, his eyelids struggled a little, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Faint light filtered into the room through the window. Xiao Yan clenched his palms tightly, then turned over from the bed, breathing slightly. After looking around, a wave of memories quickly emerged from the depths of his mind.

Soon, he remembered the whole story of why he was lying on the bed.

"Tang Hao...you said that my mother died at the hands of Wuhun Palace. Is this true or false?" Recalling what Tang Hao said to him after using the Buddha's Furious Lotus, Xiao Yan frowned slightly and clenched his fists. , took a breath of air slightly scented with sandalwood.

The sandalwood entered his body and immediately made his head become clearer.

At this moment, the click of the door opened suddenly sounded outside the room. Dugu Bo opened the door and walked in. When he saw Xiao Yan who had already sat up on the bed, he was slightly startled, and then He rushed over with a face full of ecstasy.

"Xiao Yan, you finally woke up. You've been in a coma all day, but I'm worried about you." Dugu Bo laughed happily.

"Have I been in a coma all day?" Hearing this, Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile and said, "It seems that using the Buddha's Wrath Lotus is really expensive."

"Is there nothing serious about your health?" Dugu Bo walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, his eyes filled with joy and he asked with a smile.

"Death should be impossible." Xiao Yan twitched the corners of his mouth and said with a bitter smile.

"You little guy, you really hide your secrets. Even your father, Haotian Douluo, is not your opponent. I'm really lucky that I didn't make enemies with you in the beginning." Dugu Bo patted Xiao Yan's thigh, said sternly.

"It's just a fluke." Xiao Yan smiled lightly.

"By the way, how did you and your father get into such a situation? Judging from the situation yesterday, you father and son didn't hold back at all. If others saw it, you two would have to be said to be a loving father and a filial son. "Looking at Xiao Yan, Dugu Bo frowned and joked.

"Haha, it's not because this old guy Tang Hao's head suddenly became hot and he insisted on running to find trouble." Xiao Yan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

There was a touch of bitterness and sadness on his face. After a long time, Xiao Yan sighed softly, raised his head and stared at the ceiling for a while.

Standing up slowly, Xiao Yan looked at the empty streets outside. If he could not find his mother's whereabouts and completely broke with Tang Hao and Tang San, then from now on, he would have to face the world alone...

"By the way, Old Poison, the white light that can petrify energy that you used when you rescued me yesterday seems to be a soul bone skill, right?" Xiao Yan asked with a smile as his eyes swept over Dugu.

"Well, yes, I do have a head soul bone in my body." Dugu Bo didn't hide anything from Xiao Yan, and simply told the whole story: "My head soul bone comes from a 50,000-year-old dog." of Medusa.”

"Medusa???"

Hearing this, the appearance of a strange woman vaguely appeared in Xiao Yan's mind. The woman's appearance was extremely charming, and her pair of lavender eyes were capable of enchanting all things. She was wearing a graceful purple brocade robe, underneath the brocade robe. Her delicate body is plump and exquisite, exuding a touch of charm.

She has three thousand green hairs, draped casually from her shoulders, vertically between her slender willow waist, and under her brocade robe, a colorful snake tail is exposed.

"Cai...Cai Lin?"

For some reason, Xiao Yan always felt that he had met such a beauty before. This inexplicable feeling made him think that he had been similar to her for a long time...

Slightly absent-minded, Xiao Yan pressed the center of his eyebrows with a headache. Since the martial soul awakened, he has often been troubled by some messy fragmented memories.

It was like a dream with no end in sight.

………

Shrek Academy.

In a certain dark room, two days had passed since Xiao Yan broke Tang San's Eight Spider Spear and seriously injured the latter.

At this time, Tang San's whole body was still wrapped in bandages, but with the help of the elixir and the healing soul master, he was now able to walk. He was seen sitting blankly in a dark corner of the room, his eyes wide. Godless.

In these two days, Tang San not only did not sleep, nor did he eat even half a pound of water, his body had fallen into an extremely weak state.

The doors and windows of the room were welded tightly by him with blue silver grass, and they were also bound by a layer of spider webs. Ordinary people could not enter at all. No matter how the master, Xiao Wu and others shouted outside, he did not do anything. Any response.

In the past two days, Tang San thought a lot, but the more he thought, the more confused his heart became. This kind of pain continued to wreak havoc in his heart.

Since the day he became a soul master, he has always stood at the pinnacle of his peers. Although Blue Silver Grass is not a powerful martial soul, with the blessing of his Xuantian Technique and training under the guidance of the master, it is not as good as Other martial arts are poor.

Comparing himself with those ordinary soul masters, Tang San even had a sense of superiority, but whenever he faced Xiao Yan, he would always be pressed to the ground and rubbed.

What exactly is the problem?

Tang San calmed down to think about this problem, but in the end, he discovered that it was because his Blue Silver Grass martial spirit was too weak, and he was born to be restrained by flames, that he was repeatedly defeated when facing Xiao Yan.

Moreover, he also discovered that his Blue Silver Grass martial spirit was no better than other soul masters' martial souls. If he hadn't accidentally obtained an Eight Spider soul bone, and the quality of the soul ring he obtained had always been higher than that of soul masters of the same age, what would he have feared? neither.

"Tang San, fire overcomes grass. Your blue silver grass martial spirit is naturally restrained by my strange fire. You are destined to be no match for me in this life."

"Tang San, the enemy defeated by me will never be regarded as my opponent. I will give you time to catch up until you are out of sight."

"Tang San, the soul ring attachment of your martial spirit blue silver grass was wrong from the beginning. The most outstanding thing about blue silver grass is its vitality. As the saying goes, wild fire cannot burn it out, but the spring breeze will regenerate it. No matter how bad it is, you can still do it. It has an additional attack-type soul ring. As the saying goes, flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people, and plants, trees, bamboos and rocks can be used as swords."

"You could have endless recovery with your right hand and extreme attacks with your left hand. You have such a good talent, but in the end you turned it into a different person."

"Furthermore, martial soul and soul power are the foundation of a soul master, but you spend a lot of time learning that invisible sneak attack method. Tang San, you are even more disappointing than I thought. "

"Tang San, as my brother, let me tell you another news. Almost all of Yu Xiaogang's theories on martial arts were copied. Five of his ten theories on martial arts are correct and five are wrong. That's because the five correct ones are He copied it from Wuhun Palace intact, and the five mistakes were all made up by this loser himself."

"The wrong theory he imagined himself has never been put into practice. This is what he said personally when you became your apprentice."

"There are no useless martial spirits, only useless soul masters. This is what Yu Xiaogang, a big idiot, said, right? But in the past decades, he has never taught a soul master with an ordinary martial spirit, nor has he taught himself His theories have been put into practice on his own body.”

"What do you think is the final feasibility of the Wuhun theory that someone like him who only clings to the theories summarized by others without any practical experience will have?"

"Tang San, if you continue like this, you will become a waste like your teacher Yu Xiaogang."

In the past two days, Xiao Yan's voice of hating iron for not becoming steel has been lingering in Tang San's ears. Is his teacher's theory really wrong?

Why? Why is this happening? Have all my efforts over the years been in vain? Is there really no solution?

Had his path to becoming a soul master really been on the wrong path from the beginning?

"Lanyin Grass is definitely not a good martial spirit. While I'm still young, it's probably not too late to give up on it." Tang San couldn't help but think of his other martial spirit - the Clear Sky Hammer.

This martial spirit is the inherited martial spirit of the Haotian Sect, the number one sect in the world. If you choose to transfer to this martial spirit, then you can definitely become extremely powerful.

However, his father also said that he was not allowed to add any soul rings to the hammer. His teacher Yu Xiaogang also explained why. It was because as long as the blue silver grass martial soul was cultivated to level 60, , and then add soul rings to the Clear Sky Hammer, it will definitely be able to achieve a full ten-thousand-year soul ring.

How terrifying would this be?

At that time, I will undoubtedly be stronger than ever.

However, can he really reach the sixty or seventieth level by relying on a useless martial spirit like Blue Silver Grass? Will this day really happen?

As the level of soul power increases and the number of soul rings increases, the shortcomings of Tang San's Blue Silver Grass, which is the standard useless martial soul, become more and more obvious. Whether it is Dai Mubai's White Tiger Martial Spirit or Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Martial Spirit, there is no doubt that they all have top-notch talents, and their soul skills have become more and more terrifying because of the foundation of their own martial arts spirits.

But Tang San was not so lucky. Although the plasticity of Bluesilver Grass was very strong, it could not make up for the weak basic ability of Bluesilver Grass. After all, it was born with a useless martial soul. No matter how good the soul ring was attached, it would not be able to make up for it. It is impossible to compare with the Fire Phoenix and the Evil-Eyed White Tiger, let alone Xiao Yan's Ultimate Fire Spirit. The martial souls of any of the other six Shrek Seven Monsters were much stronger than his.

As the soul power level increases, the weakness of Blue Silver Grass becomes more and more clear. In the future, can I really compete with other soul masters with a useless martial spirit like Blue Silver Grass?

Otherwise, why not just transfer to the second martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer? That was the inherited martial spirit of the Haotian Sect, known as the number one sect in the world among soul masters.

If he had chosen to practice the Clear Sky Hammer from the beginning, then his current strength would definitely be far inferior to this.

The more he thought about it, the lower Tang San's confidence in Bluesilver Grass became. His heart was like a flood, and all kinds of chaotic thoughts made him feel like he was going crazy.

As long as I transform into the Clear Sky Hammer Spirit, Xiao Yan will never be my opponent again. After pondering for a moment, he made up his mind. Tang San's originally dull eyes regained his previous fighting spirit and confidence.

At this moment, the master appeared outside the door. His eyes were bloodshot and he was yawning incessantly. It was obviously because he had not slept well in the past two days.

Ever since Tang San locked himself in the room, the master had been guarding the door, fearing that Tang San would do something stupid if he couldn't think of anything.

After all, it was because of problems with his martial spirit theory this time that Tang San was defeated by Xiao Yan again. The master was very afraid that Tang San would choose to switch to the second martial spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer. In this case, his experience over the years would be lost. All your hard work has been wasted?

Tang San was the master's hope to prove his theory of invincibility, he couldn't just watch Tang San ruin his theory.

"Xiao Gang, why don't you go back and take a rest first? You haven't slept a wink for almost two days and two nights. When Xiao San figures it out, I'll inform you as soon as possible." Liu Erlong walked away from a distance carrying breakfast. She came over and looked at the haggard master who had not slept for a long time, and she said worriedly.

Hearing this, the master waved his hand and declined politely: "Erlong, you don't know Xiaosan's character. He has extremely strong self-esteem and competitiveness. It would be okay if his path as a soul master had been smooth and straightforward. . But if you are hit and frustrated one after another, you may do something extreme."

"We can't let him ruin his life because of his impulse." The master said in a dignified and sanctimonious manner.

"Xiao Gang, what is the origin of this Xiao Yan? Why does he keep getting into trouble with Tang San again and again? Also, this Xiao Yan's cultivation talent is too terrifying. At only fourteen years old, his soul power has reached five levels. How did he achieve level ten or above?" Liu Erlong was a little angry and curious at the same time.

In her opinion, Tang San was already the best among his peers, and yet there was someone more terrifying than Tang San. This all seemed a bit unreal.

"What's the origin? I can only say that Haotian Douluo's genes are too good. This Xiao Yan is also Tang Hao's son and Tang San's brother." The master sighed and said helplessly. He also didn't expect that Tang San was the biggest The enemy turned out to be his own family.

"What? Xiao Yan is also Tang Hao's son? How is this possible? His surname is Xiao?" Hearing this, Liu Erlong suddenly opened his mouth in disbelief.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a creak, and the door to the inner room suddenly opened, and Tang San dragged his tired body out. Perhaps because he had kept the door tightly closed, his body could not help but sway when the dazzling sunlight shone all over his body.

"Xiao San, you finally came out. Teacher, I have been waiting for you outside for a long time. I was afraid that you would do something stupid because you couldn't figure it out." The master's figure appeared in front of Tang San almost in the next moment, and his strong hands instantly clasped On the latter's shoulder, he said excitedly.

"Teacher, there's nothing wrong with me. I've figured it out and am ready to switch to the second martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer." He forced a smile, and the soul power in Tang San's body circulated on its own, allowing his frozen blood to flow freely, and he stood up Stabilized his body.

"What did you say? Xiao San, are you crazy?" Hearing this, the master suddenly became furious, pinched Tang San's shoulders hard, and asked: "Have you forgotten what your father and I said to you? ?”

After hearing Tang San's choice, how could Master not be anxious? If Tang San was really allowed to attach a spirit ring to the Clear Sky Hammer, not to mention the fact that attaching a spirit ring would cause the body to collapse would not be solved, and all his years of theories would be in vain.

"Xiao San, don't be impulsive. I have a plan to make Lan Yinyou regain his sight." The master expressed his current thoughts in just one simple sentence.

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