95 112. The Little Flat-Headed
Seven Treasure Glazed Sect in Notting City. Some
time ago, the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect had just experienced a power transfer.
The old sect master Ning Daocheng died of old age in the sect, and Ning Fengzhi took over the position of the sect master.
At this moment, the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect has two sect protectors left by the previous sect masters, Manniu and Kuangxi, and Chen Xin and Gu Rong also broke through the level of titles
one after another a few years ago. This made the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect reach a short period of strength with four titles.
But Ning Fengzhi knew that this state would not last long, and the two elders, Manniu and Kuangxi, were about to die.
The newly appointed Ning Fengzhi was full of confidence and was ready to convene a meeting of the three sects to make a big move, but he received news of the Tiangu Ridge incident in the Haotian Sect.
So he convened a sect meeting and gathered a group of sect protectors to discuss the matter.
"I didn't expect that the majestic Haotian Sect would have such a crazy scum." Chen Xin said with contempt.
"Master, the Haotian Sect has been severely damaged by this incident and is now at its weakest. This is an opportunity for my Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. While these two old guys, Manniu and I, are still around, why don't we replace the Haotian Sect and become the number one sect in the world?" Crazy Rhino Douluo suggested.
Ning Fengzhi shook his head and said, "Grandpa Kuangxi, the title of the world's number one sect is just an empty name in Fengzhi's opinion. Behind all reputations there must be strength to support it. It can't bring us much benefit. Instead, it will put our Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect in the target of public criticism."
"The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect is eyeing this position, and if we take this position, the Haotian Sect will bear a grudge against us, and the unity of the three sects will no longer exist. In the end, the Spirit Hall will benefit."
Ning Fengzhi stood up and said worriedly, "Although the Spirit Hall also lost two guards, this did not hurt the Spirit Hall, but the Haotian Sect was seriously injured because of this. The strength of the three sects has declined, and the ambition of the Spirit Hall will inevitably expand. Our real threat is the Spirit Hall, and the three sects should be of the same blood."
"That's true, but Tang Hao's strength and his beastly behavior are shocking. A Soul Douluo killed seven Title Douluos and seriously injured two. If he has this strength, why not just go and attack the Spirit Hall?" said the Bull Douluo.
Ning Fengzhi said that he thought so too. Tang Hao has this ability. Wouldn't it be better to kill a few more Title Douluos of the Spirit Hall to relieve some pressure on the three upper sects? He killed five Title Douluos of the Haotian Sect in one breath, and one of them was your father. He directly destroyed the Haotian Sect, and in the end, it was the Spirit Hall that benefited.
"So, after this battle, our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect should not only not add insult to injury to the Haotian Sect, but on the contrary, we should help them in times of need, hold on to the Haotian Sect at a critical moment, and consolidate our alliance with the three upper sects. Only the three upper sects can counter the increasingly powerful and ambitious Spirit Hall and maintain the peace of the continent." Ning Fengzhi's eyes flashed with a gleam of wisdom.
"The Sect Master is really wise." said Gu Rong.
The layout of the hotel in Notting City is different from other places: there is a large L-shaped counter on the street, and hot water is prepared in the counter so that the wine can be warmed at any time. The soul hunting team members come out of the soul hunting forest in the afternoon and evening, sweating all over. They often spend four copper soul coins to buy a bowl of wine, stand outside the counter, drink the hot wine and rest; if they are willing to spend one more, they can buy a dish of salt-boiled bamboo shoots or fennel beans as a side dish for wine. If they pay more than ten coins, they can buy a meat dish, but most of these customers are soul hunters who make a living, and they are probably not so generous. Only people of noble origin wearing long gowns walk into the house next to the store, order wine and food, and sit and drink slowly.
The short flat head wearing a black bachelor's gown is a special existence in the hotel. He is the person wearing a long gown standing here to drink. His skin is dark, as if he has not washed it for a long time. There is a layer of dark circles around his eye sockets, and he exudes a sour and astringent smell.
He came to the front of the hotel, spreading out the nine bronze soul coins he received from the Spirit Hall, and said in a dejected voice, "Warm two bowls of low-quality wine and a stack of fennel beans." The bartender pinched his nose and accepted the nine copper soul coins, then went to the side to serve him wine and food.
When the wine came, the flat-headed man walked downstairs with two bowls of wine. When the rude men next to him smelled the stench emanating from the flat-headed man, they couldn't help but frown.
A newcomer said unhappily, "Who is this guy? He looks like he hasn't showered for days. He stinks."
"You don't know, he is the famous 'master' of Notting City College." A soul hunter said.
"Oh, it's just that the soul skill is a fart 'master'." The newcomer suddenly realized.
"I don't know what the dean of Notting City College has done. He recruited such a thing. He doesn't teach or work. He just eats and drinks in the college all day. At the end of the month, all the expenses are paid by the monthly salary of the Spirit Hall." Another soul hunter said with disdain.
"The key is that he has become so miserable, but he still has a sullen face all day long. How dare he look down on us!" The soul hunter said angrily.
"Then didn't you beat him?" the new guy asked.
"Toads don't bite, the key is that he is annoying. Beating him will not only dirty your hands, but his soul skills are also bullshit."
The new guy: "."
Listening to the mocking voices coming from all around, the flat-headed man was furious: You lowly civilians, how dare you talk about me, the heir of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect? As a master, I am honored to be here at the Notting City Soul Master Academy. As a master, my disciples must be carefully selected. The soul masters in Notting City are all cats and dogs. Are they qualified to accept my teachings?
The flat-headed man wanted to stand up and beat the soul hunters, but after thinking about it, he followed his heart.
The soul hunters didn't want to beat him because his soul skills were annoying, but it didn't mean that they couldn't beat him.
He could only draw circles in his heart one after another to curse everyone who mocked him, and then he squatted in the corner and ate and drank.
Thus, a special pattern was formed in the hotel. A short-haired man who had not showered for dozens of days was drinking in a corner. The stench from his body created a vacuum around him. The other guests stayed away from him while drinking and eating.
Gradually, the scope of discussion among the soul hunters shifted from the short-haired man to another "legendary figure" on the mainland.
"Hey, do you know that there is a top-level birth in the soul master world recently?" A soul hunter started the conversation first.
"Oh, top-level births, there are so many births." The other soul hunters were attracted by his topic.