Chapter 268 Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School (Part 2)
Chapter 268 Seven Treasures Glazed Sect (Part 2)
An elegant middle-aged man walked into the hall accompanied by an old man in white. If Tang San and Xiao Wu were here at this time, they would definitely recognize that the person in front of them is the Lian Xue they met at the auction house before.
A bidder that even the Star Prince would not dare to offend.
And this person was Ning Rongrong's father, Ning Fengzhi, the master of the Qibao Glazed Sect and known as the number one auxiliary soul master in the mainland.
Ning Fengzhi saw her daughter at a glance and hurriedly walked up, "Girl, why are you turning your back to daddy? It's been almost a year, daddy misses you so much!"
Ning Rongrong turned around fiercely, "Missing me? That's weird. You wish I wasn't at home."
Looking at her daughter's angry look, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but feel pity in her heart. She sat down on the sofa first and reached out to hug her daughter. Who knows, but Ning Rongrong turned around and dodged her.
Without hugging his daughter, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but be surprised. Although he was an auxiliary soul master, his huge soul power of more than seventy levels had extremely powerful transformations on his body, which was much stronger than ordinary people.
Ning Rongrong inherited his martial spirit, which was also an auxiliary type. Although he just hugged her casually, his speed was not slow and his daughter easily dodged him.
Ning Rongrong didn't know that her father was surprised, so she ran directly to the old man in white and threw herself into his arms, "Grandpa Jian, Grandpa Jian, I miss you so much. Woohoo..." Ning Rongrong reunited with her relatives after a long absence.
As a little girl, she burst into tears when she was so excited.
The old man in white hurriedly hugged her little body with regret, "Good boy, my little baby, you are back. Grandpa Jian misses you too! He misses you so much."
Ning Rongrong raised her head, "Really?"
The old man in white said seriously: "Of course it's true. If you don't believe me, just ask your Grandpa Bones."
Ning Rongrong blinked her big clear eyes, "But Grandpa Bones told me just now that he thinks a little more about me than you think."
"He farts." The old man in white didn't give the haggard old man any face, "Obviously it's me who misses you more."
"You're the one who farted." The haggard old man suddenly stood up from the sofa. His terrifying height was nearly two and a half meters tall, and his hoarse voice made him look even more terrifying.
"Aren't you convinced? Let's go and find a place to fight." The old man in white puffed up his chest and stared at the opponent without fear.
"Okay, okay. Uncle Jian, Uncle Bone, you have been fighting for your whole life. Rongrong just came back, let's forget it today." Ning Fengzhi looked helplessly at the two old people in front of him.
"Hmph." The old man in white and the haggard old man snorted almost at the same time. Neither of them looked at the other, their eyes falling on Ning Rongrong.
Ning Rongrong rolled her big eyes and said, "I have a way to prove which of the two grandpas misses me more."
Ning Fengzhi slapped her forehead and thought to herself, the little witch is a little witch after all, and the house became lively as soon as she came back. She couldn't help but said: "Rong Rong, don't talk nonsense."
Ning Rongrong stuck out her tongue at her father. She was obviously not afraid of this father at all, otherwise she wouldn't have the title of little witch. "You don't even miss me, why don't you let the two grandpas miss me! I'm a big boss."
I ran back from afar, but you were not at home. Grandpas, let’s do this. You both give Rongrong a gift. Whoever’s gift Rongrong likes more will think more about Rongrong.”
"Uh..." The two old men looked at each other and thought at the same time, why did they do this again?
Ning Fengzhi held back her laughter and said: "Okay Rongrong, come here quickly and let dad take a look. Who said dad doesn't miss you? Dad has prepared a gift for you. If you don't obey me, the gift will be gone."
"Gift? What is it?" Upon hearing the word gift, Ning Rongrong was obviously interested and ran to her father in two or three steps.
Ning Fengzhi calmly raised her hand to hug her daughter, but who knew that Ning Rongrong turned around again and easily dodged his hand, and pouted and said: "Bring the gift first, otherwise
No hugs."
This time, it was not just Ning Fengzhi who was surprised. The two old men couldn't help but look at each other in surprise.
Due to the special nature of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, even a titled Douluo cannot tell how much soul power she has.
Ning Fengzhi was moved in her heart and asked: "Rongrong, first tell dad what level your soul power is. If you make progress, dad can give you a gift."
Upon hearing his father ask about his soul power, Ning Rongrong suddenly became proud, "Dad, my qualifications are much better than yours. I haven't been lazy this year. My soul power has not grown much, so it's just so-so."
It’s about level ten.”
"It's so little, Rongrong, you have to work hard. Wait, how much did you say?" Ning Fengzhi is too familiar with her daughter. Growing up, what Ning Rongrong hated most was training. Although she was extremely talented,
But I always have to be forced to practice for a while. I also have to exchange various benefits.
When he realized that Ning Rongrong was talking about level ten, his face already showed a look of disbelief.
Ning Rongrong blinked his big eyes and looked at his father innocently, "I said level ten! It's indeed a little short, but I will try my best."
Ning Fengzhi's voice changed slightly, "Level ten? When you left, you were at level twenty-seven. So, now you're at level thirty-seven? You wouldn't lie to dad, would you?"
Ning Rongrong said: "Bad dad, you don't believe me. Although Rongrong has been naughty before, he never lies. If you don't believe me, let the two grandpas see." As she said that, she ran directly to the old man in white and put her
His little hand stretched out.
The old man in white held Ning Rongrong's hand. After a moment, his face was full of surprise, "Fengzhi, that's right, this girl's soul power has reached level 37. This is really incredible. I have never...
I have heard of someone who can increase his soul power by ten levels in one year. Not even the boy who was known as the youngest titled Douluo. Is our Rongrong really a genius? Or is he that Shrek?
The college is so great.”
Ning Rongrong asked curiously: "Grandpa Jian, how did you know that I went to Shrek Academy?"
The old man in white smiled and said: "How could you not know? You are our darling. Your whereabouts have always been under the control of your father."
Ning Fengzhi's face had turned solemn at this time. He and the two family guests in front of him knew very well the training process of a soul master.
If a soul master wants to improve his cultivation level, he must make steady progress. If he is too impatient, his life will be in danger.
In the world of soul masters, there is also an evil cultivation method, which involves sacrificing one's own vitality in exchange for faster improvement in strength. He would never want his daughter to be taught this cultivation method at Shrek Academy.