Luo Qingyue looked at Matthew Nuo apologetically, "Grandpa Matthew Nuo, I'm sorry, I have a clan, so it's not convenient for me to enter the Spirit Hall."
Mathieu Nuo thought that Luo Qingyue made such an excuse because she didn't want to enter the Wuhun Palace, but the other party refused so politely, so he didn't force it, so as not to cause too much trouble.
Mathieu took a long breath and calmed down the excitement in his heart, "I'm sure you have a good tutor at Notting College. I wonder if I have the chance to know who he is?"
Luo Qingyue scratched her head, "Ah? My teacher is not a teacher at Notting College, he is the leader of my clan." But he is not in this world.
'Tongtong, why do these words sound so familiar?'
[Because he said similar words to Tang San in the original work]
'em...'
Mathieu Nuo said in surprise, "Then I don't know which sect among the seven sects you belong to?" In fact, he already had a choice of sect in his mind. If he guessed correctly, it would be the fourth sect.
Luo Qingyue just thought about it, her mother's clan didn't seem to be among the seven major sects.
"Well, my sect master is a hidden person and is not among the seven sect masters."
"That's it..."
Mathieu Nuo calmed down, picked up a yellow crystal ball from the table nearby and walked to Luo Qingyue, "Put your soul power into it and let me see how many levels you have reached. According to the theory
For example, you should be thirteen..."
Before Mathieu Nuo could even utter a single word of "super", the crystal ball he handed to Luo Qingyue's hand was already glowing with a layer of yellow brilliance.
The light is very powerful and extremely clear.
"This, this is... the sixteenth level of soul power." Matthew Nuo looked at Luo Qingyue as if he were looking at a monster, "Is it because the soul ring itself is strong and the soul power has increased? But, also
You shouldn't skip six levels in a row... My child, can you tell me, what soul beast did you get this soul ring from hunting?"
Luo Qingyue blinked, "It seems like... a red bird."
Luo Qingyue didn't know what it was called either.
Matthew Nuo frowned, "The red bird..."
Luo Qingyue interrupted him, "Okay, Grandpa Matthew Nuo, it's time for Tang Xiaosan."
Matthew Nuo immediately shifted his attention, "Yes, yes, your name is Tang Xiaosan, right? Release your martial spirit like Luo Qingyue just did."
Tang San nodded, "Okay."
Then he corrected him seriously, "Grandpa Matthew Nuo, my name is Tang San, not Tang Xiaosan."
"Okay, okay, I understand."
When Tang San saw this, he stopped talking and walked to the center of the markings on the ground to stand. He raised his right hand and concentrated his energy. The internal energy of the Xuantian Kung combined with the heat brought by the Blue Silver Grass Spirit slowly poured out from the palm of his hand.
Thick blue and silver grass leaves swarmed out and drooped to the ground in an instant. The bright century-old mandala snake spirit ring rose from Tang San's feet, moving up and down with his body as the center.
Mathieu Nuo was stunned, "This, is this Blue Silver Grass?"
"Yes, Grandpa Matthew Nuo." Tang San looked at him with shining blue eyes and replied.
At this time, his attention shifted to the yellow spirit ring on Tang San, "A hundred-year spirit ring...it turns out to be a hundred-year spirit ring. No wonder, even the Blue Silver Grass will undergo such a big change."
Matthew Nuo originally wanted to ask Tang San if he had a teacher, but after learning from past mistakes, he was no longer curious.
Just give him the crystal ball and say, "Just put your soul power into it."
After a while, the crystal ball he handed to Tang San's hand lit up with a hazy yellow light. The light wasn't very strong, but it was extremely clear.