Chapter 22    The good place in the back mountain

"When you finish your meal, you will take you to a good place."

Xia Zhi didn't eat in the morning, and after he came back, he was targeted again. He was finally admitted and was so hungry that he was eating. He was eating when Xia Chi's voice came to his ears.

When he heard that he took him to a good place, Xia Zhi raised his eyebrows and looked at Xia Qi beside him. The good place he said would definitely not be beneficial to him, perhaps it was a rice field worth ploughing.

"If you don't go, I'll go find Xiaopang to play later." Zhong Wuchang's house was rebuilt, so he had to join in the fun and build one by himself when he had the chance.

When Xia Qi heard this, he was so angry that he snorted: "You can play with it and you will know that you are too old and you must learn a skill."

"So what? Do I need me to learn farming?"

Xia Zhi was having a meal, but his face was extremely rich. He immediately cried and begged: "Dad, don't let me learn farming. I'm not this material. You should impart your knowledge to others. I beg you."

"You stupid kid, is there only rice fields that I will take you to? No other place?"

Xia Qi was so sorry that the iron was not strong enough and explained: "The back mountain of the village is very clean, and it is a Feng Shui treasure land, which is just right for training."

"Although I am barely strong, I still have some status in the soul master world. I will definitely be countless times better than in the academy after practicing with me in the past two months."

Xia Zhi slaps a bite of rice, his eyes rolled, and following a soul master with high soul power, it is indeed easy to gain knowledge, but...

"Dad, I don't know your martial soul and soul power yet. Can you tell me if you have hidden too deeply for so many years, and I can't even peek at a single point. Tell me, I will never tell anyone else. After all, I am your son, so what bad thoughts can you have?!"

Xia Qi sat on the chair beside him and smiled and said, "My martial soul is a pair of hands, which can be called the original martial soul. It is the only war soul master on the mainland."

"Soul power is barely powerful, there are only nine soul rings."

No wonder, no wonder.

The martial soul template provided by the auxiliary system is his father's martial soul inheritance. If Xia Qi's martial soul is a sword, then the template will also be a sword.

But the nine soul rings he mentioned now have a level 90-level martial soul in the continent?

No, this is his father. If he is really a titled Douluo, wouldn’t he be a second-generation?

Summer solstice took a breath!

I really want to ask if Xia Qi woke up, how many times did he wake up? Could it be that my father and ancestors are a super big family?

There is a hint of possibility, just like Dai Mubai's evil eyes, the descendants will become spiritual eyes, and the probability of having the original martial soul will rise sharply.

Thinking of this, Xia Zhi pretended to be calm and continued to eat casually.

"Who can't brag? If you are the title Douluo, I will still be a god."

Xia Zhiduo said, "Dad, not everyone is Tang Hao. Although our identity is better than ordinary people, it is just that. Can you not be too self-righteous? I am afraid that someone will be dragged into the grass and beaten up when walking at night."

"Do you know Tang Hao?"

"Every student in the academy knows it, don't you?"

Xia Zhi realized that he had let go and tried his best to be mellow: "After all, it's a big deal to kill the Pope in the Wuhun Hall. It's a big deal if he doesn't become famous. The students in our academy are all his followers."

"Don't make those for me, do you understand?" Xia Qi's tone seemed to be warning.

The summer solstice chicken nodded like a pecking rice, "I, a auxiliary soul master, don't have the right to follow me."

Xia Qi slapped Xia Zhi on the shoulder with one hand: "Assisting soul masters is not useless. Having a partner around is better than any soul master, so you don't have to worry too much."

...

Xia Zhi actually didn't want to follow Xia Qi to the back mountain of the village he mentioned, but he couldn't resist his extremely powerful arm and was dragged to the back mountain.

On the side of the mountain, when the summer solstice was gazing at the flat ground at the foot of the mountain, I suddenly found several huge stones.

This is the more he looks more familiar with it. The memories in his mind always recall a memory that seems to be there and not, and it was a quiet night.

A fireball suddenly fell from the sky...

By the way, it was the fireball he and Zhong Wuchang and Dean Chris saw in the Soul Hunting Forest a few months ago. No wonder he felt familiar with it at first sight.

Xia Zhi pointed at a few huge rocks and asked with a tremolo, "Dad, where did you get those stones?"

Xia Qi smiled and said, "I chiseled it myself, how about it? Is it round enough?"

His previous masterpieces were used to practice Tai Chi.

"Did you lose a stone?" He looked up at Xia Qi.

"How do you know!" Xia Qi recalled: "That was a few months ago. In order to try a new move, I didn't control my strength well and threw it away. But no matter how I looked for it, I couldn't find it."

At that time, his Tai Chi was in its infancy and he was trying to control it with absolute power, but he failed and the stone was thrown out by him.

Missing!

Xia Zhi swallowed his saliva and looked at his father in fear.

"If I guess correctly the stone you threw out should be thrown into the nearest Soul Hunting Forest." He punched Xia Qi's thigh with his little fist.

"Do you know you almost killed me? If the dean hadn't protected us, the stone you threw out would have killed me and Xiaopang!"

He explained to Xia Qi that he was almost angry.

"I'm sorry, it's my father's fault. Don't cry. You've grown up, and no girl likes me to cry again." Xia Qi looked annoyed.

He didn't expect that the stone he threw out accidentally almost killed Xia Zhi.

"I will forgive you if I give you money." Xia Zhi carefully stretched out his hand.

"Okay, you guys, have you used up more than fifty gold coins?"

Xia Qi, who was still upset, heard that Xia Zhi was asking for money, and grabbed his collar with both hands and lifted him up.

"That, that..." Xia Zhi was stunned, hugged his head with both hands, and his face looked like he was forgotten. For a moment, he was speechless.

"Forgive you."

Xia Qi walked down the mountain: "Don't let me hear words like stones from your mother, otherwise, hey, you should know the consequences."

Looking at Xia Qi's back as he went down the mountain, Xia Zhi looked desperate.

A good opportunity was wasted!

Following Xia Qi's pace, he came to the foot of the mountain. The huge rocks were bigger than what Xia Solar imagined.

When touching the summer solstice, the texture of the stone is rough, but there is a stone that is very rounded by the plate. The sunlight shines on it and the reflected light is dazzling.

"I can't even move the smallest stone. I really want me to exercise with you here?" He is an auxiliary soul master. Can you do some normal exercises?

"If the stone is big, you can make it smaller. There is only one chance to become stronger. If you miss this village, you will not have this store." Xia Qi said slowly.

"Okay, I can't accept it reluctantly. After all, you are your father, so why can I refuse?" Xia Zhi seemed to suffer a loss.

"Slipped, you will definitely be beaten in the future."

Xia Zhi tilted his mouth: "Whoever hits whom will not be sure in the future!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!