Chapter 11 Okay, okay, stop being disloyal.
In the early morning, the sun was slightly drunk, and the three of them landed in an open space far away from the Star Forest.
After absorbing the soul ring and sleeping on his father's back, Minghui felt no sleepiness at this time. After sitting down to have breakfast, I saw the teacher looking over at me. I immediately became energetic and told the story of the two gods in my dream vividly.
Is this apprentice of mine the reincarnation of a certain god? Du Buushi couldn't help but look again, his eyes changed.
Exceptionally hot.
If true, wouldn't he have the opportunity to teach a god?
Just like Yu Xiaogang who taught the sea god Tang San thousands of years ago.
In terms of talent, is his disciple also a twin martial soul? No worse than Tang San back then. In terms of teaching ability, he is not even inferior to the so-called theory master Yu Xiaogang, who has only level 0.5 innate soul power and has been stuck at level 29 for many years!
Thinking of this, Poison's confidence doubled and his heart became even hotter.
“Brother Du,” Mingchen said, “To tell you the truth, our Qingluan Sect has decided to erect a statue to worship this goddess of life.”
Inform them that they have sent people to the Sun and Moon Empire to purchase image transmitters.
"When we get back to the sect, the things should have almost arrived."
"Hui'er's business is my job as a teacher. When I get back, I can get a copy too!" Immortal said righteously.
If my disciple is really the reincarnation of a god, then why should I be reincarnated, and why should I be reincarnated into this world?
Experience and spread your faith!
This was his first thought.
After traveling in the mainland for so long, he has never heard of anyone believing in the goddess of life, or even the name of the god. On the contrary, those gods taught by Shrek Academy ten thousand years ago are still famous.
So, the most likely possibility is that the two gods that the disciple dreamed about are also eyeing this world.
As for the relationship between these two gods and their disciples.
To be honest, he was a little suspicious of his disciple's parents before he was reincarnated. After all, these two gods happen to be a couple!
If that’s true, then it all makes sense!
“Whether it’s true or not, this is an opportunity!” Du Buushi’s eyes flashed, and his heart was excited.
Shrek Academy is famous all over the world and is still famous today. Isn’t the biggest reason why seven gods came out ten thousand years ago?
If Shrek Academy can do it, why can’t his Noumenon Sect! ?
He will teach a god even if he is poisoned to death!
Although I don’t know what the teacher is thinking, I feel that he is a little enlightened. Minghui thought as he looked at the fiery eyes of the poisonous immortal.
But isn’t that what I want?
The Noumenon Sect has many high-end combat powers, and the quality of the power of faith produced should be higher.
Would it be more attractive to the goddess of life?
The original work clearly mentioned that the divine world is formed by the gathering of the thoughts of all living beings.
As for telepathy, in his opinion, creatures with higher cultivation and stronger mental power should produce higher intensity.
“In that case, Brother Du, how about we follow my brother back to Qingluan Sect first?” Mingchen said with a smile, “This way, Zhuo Jing can spend more time with Hui’er before he goes to Guizong. "
"Excuse me," Du Bushui said with a smile.
The young child is going away from home, and the parent wants to spend more time with him before leaving, but he cannot refuse emotionally or rationally.
Minghui said that he was ignored again. Young children are like this, they have no say in front of their elders.
"Hey" he sighed secretly, simply packed up his things, and set off again with the two big guys.
A few days later, we arrived at Qingluan Sect smoothly.
After meeting and chatting for a while, Qingyi took out the image transmitter and asked her son to simulate the goddess of life. While personally experiencing the unique breath of life, she and Du Bushui used the image transmitter to make a copy of the portrait.
As for more, just copy them when the time comes. "Hui'er, please simulate the other one as well." Qingyi muttered: "You might as well make a copy and have it ready."
You don’t have to worship, but you can’t live without it, otherwise it will be disrespectful to God. At least he could show his attitude. It wasn't that he didn't want to worship, but he just felt it was rude to worship the faceless statue, so he didn't erect the stone statue.
In addition, she also wanted to see if her son could simulate the breath of another god.
Although she couldn't understand that kind of aura, she felt that it was definitely a power that surpassed soul power, and it should be related to divine power. Just because you can’t understand it now doesn’t mean you won’t be able to understand it in the future. Once you reach a certain level, these personal experiences may help with subsequent practice.
Du Bu Shou also thought of this and nodded slightly, "It makes sense."
Minghui, who had no right to speak, had nothing to say, so he activated the simulated soul skill in public, closed his eyes and thought about the destruction. god.
Now, he still couldn't simulate it with his eyes open, because the surrounding scene and the people staring at him made him unable to concentrate.
My face is still not thick enough!
It is not as far as Tang San, we need to make persistent efforts.
Not long after, the space beside him became illusory, and a tall figure appeared. Wearing a large purple cloak, his face was obscured and his face was completely invisible, but he could glimpse two groups of red lights dancing slightly in the hazy darkness.
“This, it’s not easy to mess with at first glance!” Looking at the red light, Du Bushi’s heart skipped a beat for no reason, and he was secretly frightened.
The next second, a terrifying aura suddenly overflowed.
The expressions of the three elders all changed, and the hairs on their bodies stood up. Each one was a warning, and they subconsciously took a step back.
"This is the attribute of destruction!" Du Bushu was the first to calm his mind and spoke with a solemn expression, "The royal family of the Sun and Moon Empire occasionally inherited a beast martial spirit called Zihuang Tianshuanglong. Its attributes are correct. It’s destruction. I’ve experienced it more than once, and I can’t mistake it.”
"However, the feeling given to me is completely different. It can be said that the difference is cloud and mud, even if that person is already a titled Douluo."
If I hadn't known in advance that this was a simulated aura, The moment he sensed it, he almost wanted to turn around and run away.
Although the aura simulated by the disciple was very weak, based on his cultivation and mental perception ability, he was quite sensitive to danger. Therefore, as soon as this aura emerged, he felt extremely dangerous and had no chance of survival.
Suddenly I felt that the most profitable thing was for my disciple to obtain this simulated soul skill. Just with this aura, the ferocious beasts would have to take a detour when they saw it.
Without knowing it in advance, he would definitely stay away first if he sensed it.
“So, this god is the god in charge of destruction?” Mingchen followed closely.
The God of Destruction and the God of Life are married. What kind of combination is this? Both husband and wife were confused.
Completely opposite attributes, how can I have a child? And the attributes are wrong, right?
My eyes couldn't help but glance at my child.
Could it be that because of the conflicting attributes, there was something wrong with the body after the birth and that the child was sent down to be reincarnated? Du BuShu was full of thoughts and glanced at Minghui.
Could it be that the power that interfered with the exploration that I felt in my disciple's body was the sealed power of destruction?
As for the power of life, the unique light attribute of the Guangling Divine Bow is still marginal.
"Okay, okay, don't be stupid anymore." Minghui opened his eyes and met the eyes of the three of them, wanting to say this.
"Ahem, let's start too." Du Bu Shou coughed lightly, put on the image transmission helmet, and began to copy the image.
Mingchen followed closely behind.
“It’s not impossible to create this image without a stone statue and just a projection.” Qing Yi, who was standing aside, thought to himself.
After a while, the image was copied.
"Brother Du, how about we stay here as a guest for one night today, and then leave tomorrow morning?" Qingyi, who had regained consciousness, glanced at his son, then at Du Bushit, and said with a smile.
"Then I'm sorry." Du Bu Shou nodded slightly.
(End of this chapter)