His brain is the most intelligent when it comes to matters that can help him solve the problem of his spirit's evil mutation and get rid of the reputation of being a waste.
The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect failed to help Yu Xiaogang solve the problem of his spirit's mutation, and even dared to abandon him and wanted to demote him to a lowly errand disciple. This made Yu Xiaogang very disappointed and also prompted Yu Xiaogang to leave. However, there are very few forces on the vast continent that can help Yu Xiaogang solve this problem.
If there is a method on this continent that can solve the evil mutation of his spirit, then Yu Xiaogang dares to say that this method is most likely in the Spirit Hall.
The era when the Spirit Hall was established is no longer traceable. It has stood on the continent for ten thousand years and has the most complete information on spirits. Among them, there must be a method that can help Yu Xiaogang Luo Sanpao evolve into a golden holy dragon.
The Spirit Hall is Yu Xiaogang's first choice.
Yu Xiaogang, who had obtained the sect order, planned to come to the Spirit Hall first, and by paying a part of the confidential information of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Sect in exchange for the qualification to join the Spirit Hall and enter the core document library, he could then access the knowledge of the Spirit Hall and find out how to transform his spirit Luo Sanpao. When his spirit Luo Sanpao transformed into the Golden Holy Dragon, he would use the support of the Spirit Hall to achieve the title of Douluo step by step. At that time, he would naturally withdraw from the Spirit Hall, return to the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Sect, and take back everything that belonged to him. But plans could not keep up with changes. Because the sect order was taken away, Yu Xiaogang was stopped by the guards outside the Pope's Hall, not to mention meeting the Pope. He was not allowed to enter.
Unexpectedly, this time, he actually met the Pope's disciple, the peerless genius with twin spirits. It was really God's help.
So, Yu Xiaogang planned to use this Pope's Hall Saint to join the Spirit Hall.
So, in the next few days, Yu Xiaogang secretly observed the Saint Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong was very happy.
Since she joined the Spirit Hall at the age of six, she has been practicing in the Pope's Hall. Her master treated her very well, but he only restricted her to the Pope's Hall, which made her extremely eager to see the outside world.
Therefore, every soul hunting is a rare opportunity for Bibi Dong to relax.
In the process of leaving Spirit City and heading to the Star Dou Great Forest, after her soft and hard persuasion, Elder Jin Zhong finally agreed to let her stay in Coconut Grove City for a few more days before going to hunt souls.
Unfortunately, there seems to be no one in the outside world who can make her excited. Like her peers in Spirit City, after recognizing her identity as the Holy Maiden of the Pope's Hall, they are either respectful or flattering, and no one is really willing to make friends with her.
Because of this identity, she is separated from everyone by an invisible barrier.
"Holy Maiden, we should set off." Elder Jin Zhong said.
"Elder, the last day, I promise, this is the last day, let's go to the Star Dou Great Forest tomorrow, okay?" Bibi Dong grabbed Jin Zhong's hand and said coquettishly.
"Okay, okay." Jinzhong Douluo waved his hand and said, "This is the last day. If you are late, the Pope will blame you."
Bibi Dong went out happily. On this last day, she was going to go boating at Coconut Grove Lake.
When she came to the edge of Coconut Grove Lake with great enthusiasm and was ready to happily row a boat for a day, she saw a striking figure.
A short flat-headed man was standing by the Coconut Grove Lake.
He was wearing a black bachelor's robe, exuding a scholarly temperament. He put his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky.
The breeze was blowing gently, the willow branches were swaying, and his bachelor's robe was also swaying with the wind.
The short-haired man had a face full of vicissitudes, and his face was full of stories.
Bibi Dong was a little curious about this person, so she looked at him for a few more times. When she was about to leave, she saw that the short-haired man suddenly lowered his head, looked at the calm lake, sighed, and walked forward a few steps.
Bibi Dong's pupils shrank slightly, and she suddenly realized what he was going to do. Before he jumped, she rushed forward and grabbed him. She looked like a weak woman, but she was a quasi-soul king of level 50 after all. She easily controlled the short-haired man who wanted to commit suicide.
"What's wrong with you? Why did you jump into the lake for no reason?"
When the short-haired man heard what Bibi Dong said, he tilted his head, just sighed, and stopped talking.
Bibi Dong sighed softly and said, "There seems to be a story in your eyes. Why not tell it? Perhaps I can help you solve your problems. There is no hurdle in life that cannot be overcome. Life is precious. Why bother to commit suicide?"
"Are you really willing to listen to my story?" asked the bald man.
"Of course, if you are willing to tell it, I will be your listener." Bibi Dong said.
"Thank you." The bald man began to tell his story in a hoarse voice.
"I was born in a big sect family. The small sect had high expectations for me, but I didn't expect that my martial soul would mutate malignantly when it awakened. I should have awakened a powerful martial soul, but I mutated into a weak martial soul. My innate soul power was only a pitiful 0.5 level."
"From that moment on, the attitude of the entire sect towards me changed. My father was indifferent to me, the elders despised me, and other sect disciples laughed at me and bullied me."
"So." Bibi Dong murmured, "Is this why you choose to commit suicide?"
The flat-headed man shook his head, his eyes emitting a blazing light. He suddenly stood up and said seriously, "No, I will never bow to fate. What if my martial soul mutates malignantly? What if my innate soul power is 0.5? What if I suffer from the bullying and ridicule of my relatives? I firmly believe that there are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters. I will not give up. I will work hard to cultivate. If I don't have enough talent, I will work harder than ordinary people to cultivate. If a hundred times the effort is not enough, then I will work two hundred times the effort. One day, I will tell my father who ignores me and the cold sect that even if my martial soul is useless, I can still stand out."
When he was emotional, the flat-headed man trembled, and the terrifying momentum of the 29th-level great soul master was revealed.
Bibi Dong suddenly realized that this flat-headed man was a great soul master of the 29th level. He was only at the innate level of 0.5. It was difficult to find someone in the entire continent who could cultivate his innate soul power to this level.
Moreover, what was even more shocking was that when Bibi Dong tried to stop the flat-headed guy from jumping into the lake, she learned about Yu Xiaogang's bone age. He was even one year younger than her, and he cultivated to level 29 despite the debuff of 0.5 level of innate soul power.
Bibi Dong remembered what the flat-headed guy had just said, "If I don't have enough talent, I will work harder than ordinary people to cultivate. If a hundred times the effort is not enough, then I will work two hundred times harder
." What he said was true, so it is conceivable that behind this level 29 soul power cultivation, he put in a lot of effort and sweat. Thinking about him and then thinking about herself, Bibi Dong couldn't help but feel guilty.
(End of this chapter)