Qingyang Shrek Academy is built on the peaks and canyons on the outskirts of the Xieluo Mountains. It looks toward the Star Forest to the east, Fasno Province to the west, and Star Lowell Kingdom to the south. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers, surrounded by clouds and mist.

This huge building complex located among the mountains and valleys has both the Chinese style elements that Ma Hongjun and Tang San are familiar with, and the Western European style elements native to Douluo. The two completely different architectural styles blend together perfectly, like a

Magnificent and dreamy fairy tale castle.

Everyone turned and left the living room. Shui Binger sent a message to Ma Hongjun, "Xiaojun, why do you like to accept disciples so much?"

"Um?"

Shui Bing'er said, "Calculate yourself, how many disciples do you have?"

"Seven, what's wrong?" Ma Hongjun said.

Shui Bing'er frowned slightly and said, "Aren't you satisfied with seven? Why don't you take Xue Ke as well?"

Ma Hongjun shook his head and laughed, saying, "What do you mean you are not satisfied? Do you think I am starting a harem?"

Shui Bing'er spat out her soft tongue and chuckled, "You taught me, there's no need to complain!"

Ma Hongjun twitched the corner of his mouth and whispered in her ear, "I haven't unblocked you for a few days. Are you being naughty again?"

"A whip will serve you tonight!"

"Well, also, think about it, what should you call me this time?"

"Hate!"

Shui Bing'er Kazilan rolled her eyes, but she didn't refuse, and said coquettishly, "What about Xue Ke? Do you accept it?"

"Why should I take her in?" Ma Hongjun asked.

Shui Bing'er said, "Don't you like to have apprentices? I heard from my uncle that since I heard you play some music at Yuexuan last time, Xue Ke has been obsessed with you and said that he doesn't even want to be a princess.

, I just want to practice with you."

"This time we went to the palace to meet my uncle. He said that Xue Ke had followed the prince Xue Qinghe to Qingyang City just to find you."

"If you don't come for a day, she will wait for you for a day; if you don't come for a year, she will wait for you for a year!"

"Tell me the truth, what did you brag to her about? What makes her obsessed with you is that she doesn't even want to be the princess of the empire?"

"You said this,..., blah blah blah, that's probably it!"

Ma Hongjun suddenly understood and explained, "But I think it's okay. It just so happens that the Jiutian Nihuang Sect I want to create has no successors yet."

"Isn't she a Swan Martial Spirit? If you are willing to be my disciple, then inherit the mantle of my Nine Heavens Nihuang Sect."

Shui Bing'er looked helpless, took Ma Hongjun's arm and said, "Are you serious? Don't you think you have too many disciples?"

"Have more children, more blessings!"

Ma Hongjun chuckled and said, "Just like Your Majesty, God King Shura, doesn't He like to cast a wide net to select successors? He can do it, why can't I?"

Shui Bing'er said in astonishment, "Training now? Xiaojun, isn't it a bit too early?"

Ma Hongjun's joking expression faded and he said, "It's okay, although when I first came to see you, I said that I was just making a bet with her as a disciple, and I deliberately made her angry."

"And later Yangyang, Xiaorui, and Qingling, it just happened to happen."

"But now, if possible, I think the more disciples, the better."

"Why?" Shui Binger asked.

Ma Hongjun said, "You think, in addition to the reasons I told Xiaosan, when the time comes, as the founder of each sect, will there be many people worshiping us?"

"Do you want to collect the power of faith?"

Shui Bing'er's heart lit up and she said, "But haven't we already been favored by Your Majesty the Fire God and Your Majesty the Water God? What else do we need the power of faith for?"

Ma Hongjun gently scratched the bridge of Shui Bing'er's jade-white and straight nose, and said, "Think about it, after we become gods, our grandfather, uncle, aunt, teacher, junior wife, senior uncle, mistress, Xiaowu, Mubai,

Zhuqing, Rongrong, Yuanhuang, etc., what should they do?"

"Bing'er, can you bear to watch them turn into a handful of dust and dissipate between heaven and earth one day?"

"Could not bear!"

Shui Bing'er said in her heart, as if she wanted to integrate Ma Hongjun's arm into her arms, and said with a slightly trembling voice, "Xiaojun, I support you."

Ma Hongjun smiled slightly and said, "Not to mention them, let's talk about our future children, as well as disciples like Yang Yang and Jiu'er. As long as the popularity of our sect is strong enough, if any of them reach the ninety-ninth level, they will be considered godless.

The position can be inherited, and they can also use the incense of the sect to transform into the legendary god level."

"Um!"

Shui Bing'er looked at Ma Hongjun infatuatedly, thinking in her heart that this is my Xiaojun. She nodded slightly and said, "Also, if you want to prove the way of the innate fire god, you also need the power of faith to refine your martial arts."

Soul, we really should gather the power of faith as soon as possible."

However, Ma Hongjun shook his head and said, "No, I don't need it!"

"Huh? What do you want to do again?" Shui Binger asked.

Ma Hongjun pointed to his eyes and said, "Have you forgotten? Didn't I tell you? My golden eyes are fused with the skull of a slime, and the eyes of a bird-tailed mantis shrimp have soul bones attached to them. Now I can see living things."

The emotional light emanating from thoughts.”

"There is also my Phoenix Heart Fire, but it feeds on the emotions of living beings. What do you think this is?"

“Isn’t this the power of faith?”

"ah?"

Shui Bing'er's bright blue eyes were stunned and she said, "The emotions and thoughts of living beings are the power of faith?"

Ma Hongjun looked like an old scholar and a disciple of the examination school. Without answering, he asked, "Tell me, what is hidden in the center of the five internal organs?"

Shui Bing'er said, "The heart belongs to fire and hides the spirit!"

"Yes, then I'll ask you again!"

Ma Hongjun gently stroked Shui Bing'er's slender, smooth ice-blue hair and said, "What about the emotions and thoughts of living beings? What are they?"

Shui Bing'er said, "The spleen belongs to earth and stores will. The emotions and thoughts of living beings are mind, which is earth born from fire. Therefore, although our emotions and thoughts are born from the heart, they are not fire, but earth."

"not bad, very good!"

Ma Hongjun nodded and said, "The so-called power of faith is actually the most refined and pure emotional thoughts. The emotions and thoughts of living beings are mixed, so incense is poisonous."

"However, as long as you have faith, this kind of emotional thoughts will have direction and will become much purer."

"But I don't need it. My Phoenix Heart Fire feeds on the emotions of living beings, and I follow the way of the Vulcan Suzaku who controls all fires... blah blah blah,..."

"Is incense poisonous?" Shui Binger asked.

"yes!"

Ma Hongjun said, "But I think this should be just one of them. Since gods need the power of faith, they should have methods to purify and transform the emotions and thoughts of living beings."

"Oh, I understand!" Shui Bing'er said.

"Okay, we're here!"

Ma Hongjun said, and Shui Bing'er interrupted this communication.

Town, the residence of Duan Douluo Qianxiu, is located halfway up a mountain deep in Shrek Academy. It is surrounded by bamboo forests and the environment is very elegant.

Behind their living room, along the bluestone-paved steps outside the courtyard, up to the top of the mountain, there is an open platform covering an area of ​​hundreds of square meters, connected to the sky above and the earth below, surrounded by clouds and fog.

, making people feel like they are on the nine heavens, walking among the clouds, like a fairyland.

"Teacher, what should we do?" Xue Ji said.

"These are two emerald white jade ginseng. They belong to the sixth-grade ginseng king with a five-thousand-year level. They are also considered the best among ginsengs."

Ma Hongjun took out two "big white radishes" and threw them to Catwoman and Swan Girl. "You each have one. When I put pressure on you later, you will use your strength to resist while absorbing and refining. Do you understand?"

?”

Although the king of ginseng is divided into grades, ten thousand years are considered to be the same grade. For example, the ninth grade ginseng king is actually the 90,000-year-old ginseng king that is close to 100,000 years old.

But those are ordinary ginseng kings. The two emerald white jade ginseng that Ma Hongjun gave to Catwoman and Swan Girl are the best of jade ginseng, a precious elixir of the sixth grade.

Although Jade White Jade Ginseng does not have the powerful effect of reshaping the body like the ninth-grade Ginseng King, it still has the effect of rebirth.

At the same time, it has the function of reshaping the physical body to a certain extent, so it is perfect for Catwoman and Swan Woman to awaken their martial souls for the second time.

"I understand, teacher!" the two said.

Then, Catwoman said again, "Teacher, don't we need to learn some exercises?"

"No need, wait until your martial soul awakens for the second time!" Ma Hongjun said.

Although he left the training method of Pure Yang Guiyuan Kung in the minds of Catwoman and Swan Girl, with their soul power cultivation of more than thirty levels, plus the fact that they have been practicing the soul power skills adapted by the master,

, there is hope that he can turn to Chunyang Guiyuan Gong.

But this is the second awakening of the martial soul. Even if they can successfully change their cultivation, they will definitely not be as familiar with the operation of the martial arts as the ones they have been practicing. Therefore, to be on the safe side, it is better to awaken the martial soul for the second time.

"oh!"

Xue Ji nodded, and while slowly doing her exercises, she said, "Teacher, we are ready."

"Woo!"
To be continued...