After Rong Que and Ximen Xue left the collection place, Huang Long stood there in a daze, as if he was thinking about his own advantages in his mind. After a moment, it seemed as if he was very distressed and shook his head.
At this time, a disciple who seemed to have a good relationship with him came over and asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you? You are not your personality. Are you the one who has always been the boss?"
"What do you know? From now on, I am the third brother, the eldest brother is the second brother, my third brother." Huang Long looked like I took advantage of you and didn't be jealous. After saying that, he jumped happily on the spot. Then he left the collection place and went back to his own mountain to think about his own strengths.
As time approached dusk, Rong Que and Ximen Xue were walking on the way back to Lianxin Peak after picking up their things. What they didn't know at this time was that a figure was observing them on a big tree a hundred meters behind them. The figure kept talking to himself: "In just a few months, he has grown so much. Rong Que, Rong Que, it seems that he can't keep you!"
This figure is exactly the Zhao Peng. Once the Zhao family was destroyed, Zhao Peng's younger brother Zhao Kun once came to Bitao Sect to find him. If it weren't for his younger brother, he might not have known that his family had been destroyed. His enemy was Rong Que in front of him. Now he has arrived at his door. He has no reason to miss such a good opportunity.
Shortly after Zhao Peng left, Rong Que turned his head slightly, raised a smile on his lips, and turned around and continued walking without showing any flaws.
At the foot of Tiansha Peak, Zhao Peng and another figure were talking in a low voice. If Rong Que were here, he would definitely recognize that the figure was the person who conspired to plot against Rong Que with Zhao Peng before the martial arts conference.
"When are you going to do it? I don't have time to wait. As long as he wants to challenge, it's OK at any time." Zhao Peng frowned and said with some displeasure.
The man smiled, and there was a sinister smell on his lips. He took out a small jade bottle from the storage ring, shook it, and said, "Don't worry, I promise that on the day he challenged you, his strength will be weakened by at least half. At that time, it would be easy to kill him with your strength."
"That's good. I don't want anything wrong, as soon as possible." Zhao Peng's face looked a little better and he said slowly.
Rong Que's growth rate made him a little worried, but even so, the revenge of killing his father must be revenged. Zhao Peng turned around and walked towards his mansion, muttering to himself: "Rong Que, the day you challenge me is the moment you atone for your sins!"
"Speak quietly, don't let the master hear it, be gentle." At the entrance of Lianxin Peak Hall, Ximen Xue tiptoed into Rong Que with a "shush" gesture.
Rong Que grabbed his head in confusion and bent down. The two of them walked towards the backyard like little thieves in the Lianxin Peak Hall.
"I know I'm back." Just as the two were moving forward secretly, a voice came from behind them. Suddenly, a cold sweat broke out behind them.
"It's a great time to have fun. I heard that I've had a fight with someone else. How about it? Win or lose?" Hu Tu walked up to the two of them and asked with a smile on her face.
Now, Ximen Xue became even more helpless, smiled bitterly, and said, "Master, we are just going to get the badge this time, but that person is ungrateful, so there is nothing we can do about it."
"Is this what I asked? Is it whether it was a loss or a win or a gambler?" Hu Tu was still kind and looked at the two of them, and casually found a chair and sat down.
"Win!" Rong Que smiled bitterly and could only say it.
"Beautiful job! Let me tell you, when I am Hutu's disciple, you won't offend anyone if you have nothing to do, but someone bullies us, so I will just pat him to death. This master supports you." To the surprise of the two, Hutu did not lose his temper, and even praised Rong Que with excitement.
At this moment, Rong Que and the others became even more confused. No one cared about the fight anymore? So good? Rong Que even asked in disbelief: "Master, aren't you angry?"
"What's so angry about? Is there a fight? How big a thing? You have to know that fighting them is not called fighting, it's called education. Don't forget that your seniority is the uncles of those disciples. Since you are elders, it's okay to teach the younger generation a lesson." Hu Tuyi said righteously, as if he didn't catch a cold for those inner disciples.
These sets of statements made Rong Que and Ximen Xue feel a little fluttered. In the blink of an eye, their status was higher and they could only smile bitterly. This generation is useless.
"Then master, we will leave first if there is nothing to do. We will have to practice later." Ximen Xue pulled the corner of Rarong Que's clothes and respectfully retreated to Hu Tu.
Just as the two turned around, Hu Tu shouted, "Xiaoxue, go back first, Xiaoque, please stay for a while, I have something to tell you."
"Take care, come back alive." When Ximen Xue heard Hu Tu's words, she looked back at Rong Que, bit her lower lip, and said strangely for a long time.
Rong Que smiled bitterly and shook his head helplessly. After Ximen Xue left, he turned around and asked respectfully: "What are the instructions of the master?"
"You sit cross-legged first." Hu Tu waved his hand and signaled him to sit cross-legged down.
Rong Que was confused, but he did not object. He sat down everywhere, crossed his legs, and looked up at Hu Tu and asked curiously: "Master, what are you asking me for?"
"Now you are concentrating and sensing the power of the soul in your mind and releasing it." Hu Tu touched his beard and said slowly.
Rong Que nodded, slowly closed his eyes, searching for the power of his soul in his mind, and entering his mind for the first time, Rong Que was still a little uncomfortable. Looking in his mind, he saw a small golden light ball, exuding a faint pressure. Huo Lao showed his body and was looking around the light ball, and he became more and more frightened.
"Old Huo, what's wrong with you? Is this light ball left by that residual soul?" Rong Que's consciousness dissipated, he observed around the light ball, and asked Mr. Huo in confusion.
Hearing Rong Que’s question, Old Huo touched his beard, nodded, and said, “Master, this is the soul power left by the remnant soul. Unexpectedly, after such a long time, there is not much left in this remnant soul, but even so, this soul power is like a vast ocean.”
When Rong Que heard Mr. Huo praise the soul power, he was a little excited and immediately asked: "Does that mean that as long as I absorb this light ball, I will have such powerful soul power?"
"This is not. After all, this is someone else's soul power, and it still has a relatively large barrier to your body. I think even if you absorb all the soul power, you should only have one percent of the power of this soul. Even so, it would be a big deal." Mr. Huo said with a pity.
"It's a pity, but one percent is good. Besides, I haven't practiced my qi yet. After I have the power of my soul, I will definitely practice very quickly. This is also a cheating." At first, Rong Que was a little sorry, and then he began to get ready to absorb the light ball.
There was Hu Tu guarding the outside and the old guardian of Fire inside. Rong Que was not afraid of anyone disturbing him. He immediately rushed towards the light ball like a tiger, wrapping him up in an instant, and slowly absorbing it.
"Boy, how much you can digest depends on your blessings. It's better not to be greedy." Hu Tu looked at Rong Que, smiled kindly, looked up at the window and looked at the sky, touched his beard, and said slowly.
The soul's absorption is not very painful, and it is even very comfortable, just like the soul is soaked in a warm current, which is particularly comfortable.
As the power of the soul was gradually absorbed by Rong Que, a figure began to gradually condense in his mind, growing slowly like a baby, until it gave birth to hands and feet, grew hair, and made sounds.
This figure is Rong Que's soul. With the soul power of the residual soul as nutrients, Rong Que's soul began to grow continuously and gradually became like a childhood, with delicate facial features and a slightly plump face, which was particularly cute, the same as Rong Que's appearance when he was a child.
Time passed by bit by bit, and dusk soon passed. The sun had set, the night was shrouded in darkness, and the stars were dotted. Rong Que had almost absorbed the power of his soul, and his soul also looked like he was when he was a teenager. At this time, his soul no longer changed, but was slowly solidified and no longer felt like he was floating.
Looking at Rong Que who was constantly changing, Old Huo nodded slowly, and glanced at the location of his dantian from time to time, for fear that the monster would riot at this time. If it disturbs Rong Que's absorption or even destroys Rong Que's soul, it would be more than worth the loss.
However, Old Huo seemed to be redundant. The monster was very obedient and did not rush out of the dantian. It just wandered in the dantian, like an obedient kitten, who did not dare to walk out of his nest without the orders of his owner.
"Strange, this monster is too docile. It makes no sense. How could such a cruel thing be so obedient? It's better to be careful. It's hard to guarantee that he won't riot again." Old Huo touched his beard, frowned and looked at Rong Que's dantian, and finally said to himself.
"Boom boom boom!"
Just as Mr. Huo was still wondering why the monster was so docile, Rong Que's absorption was coming to an end. The light ball as big as a fist was now only the size of a soybean, and Rong Que's soul was also particularly solid. As long as you absorb it for a moment, the soul power can be completely assimilated into Rong Que's power.
However, Rong Que did not do this, but stopped absorbing and left the remaining soul power the soybean-sized soul in the dantian. The soul slowly opened its eyes, and for a moment, a series of brilliance flashed through its eyes, and it only disappeared in the air after a while.
After taking a look at the remaining soul power, Old Huo asked in confusion: "Why did the master leave this? After absorbing it, the soul will go up to a higher level."
Rong Que smiled, looked at the remaining "little soybean", and said, "When I was absorbing it just now, I felt that the soul power had unprecedented explosive power after being compressed, but now I don't have the strength to compress my soul, so leaving this soul power that has been compressed by the powerful can be considered an extra trump card."