Chapter 124: Second on the Prodigy List, an everlasting success
"My subordinate Xue Er has seen the great worshiper."
In the Tiandou Palace, the current Emperor Qinghe knelt down on one knee with an extremely respectful attitude, and the person in front of him was Qian Daoliu, who Wang Qigang had treated as a sandbag.
"Where's Xue'er?"
"Return to the main hall to pay homage to your lord. The young master is practicing in the secret room. Now the young master's cultivation level has reached a breakthrough level."
"Okay, let's go handle the government affairs first. I'll be waiting for Xue'er to come out of seclusion."
Qian Daoliu didn't pay much attention to Emperor Qinghe. He just casually told him and then sat aside to meditate and practice.
Of course, she was happy to know that Qian Renxue was not slacking off in practicing Qiandaoliu. Although she had been secretly scolding Wang Qi for not practicing martial arts before, there was one thing that even Qiandaoliu had to admit. Wang Qi, this kid A real monster.
Eighteen years old, with a cultivation level of seventy-level quasi-soul saint, Qian Daoliu didn't know why Wang Qi didn't get the seventh soul ring.
Logically speaking, with the resources that Wang Qi can mobilize now, there is no need to waste time here. Regardless of his current status in the enshrinement hall, or the promise of Qian Daoliu, Wang Qi can absorb the hundred thousand year soul ring in the seventh soul ring.
Is it fear? Is the Wuhun Palace afraid of his talent? No, if Wang Qi was worried about this, he would not tell Qian Daoliu the secret about how the second soul ring can increase the life of the soul ring, nor would he take the initiative to expose the monster-like configuration of the soul ring.
One yellow, one red, one purple, two black and one red, what kind of soul ring configuration is this? It's simply outrageous.
It's too far off topic, so Wang Qi most likely had his own reasons for not obtaining the seventh soul ring.
"But having said that, that kid has absorbed at least one hundred thousand year old soul bone now. Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a great opportunity."
"I don't think I, the great minister of the Wuhun Palace, have the luxury of being able to absorb a hundred thousand year old soul bone at the soul saint stage."
There is an angel suit in Wuhun Palace. Each soul bone in it has a lifespan of ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years. After the soul bones in the angel suit are finally absorbed, the angel suit will undergo transformation and advance to ten years. Thousands of years.
Even if he becomes a god in the end, this angel suit can be upgraded to a god suit for his use. At the same time, it is said that this angel suit is also the key to becoming a god.
It can be said that this is one of the core foundations of the Angel Lineage of Wuhun Palace, a complete set of hundred thousand year soul bones. With this set of soul bones, even a soul saint has the strength to compete with a titled Douluo.
Of course, this does not mean that the Angel Suit will be offered up. In fact, every generation of Angel Douluo, including Qianxunji, will try to absorb the soul bone that matches it when the martial soul awakens after breaking through to the Titled Douluo.
Later, when participating in the Angel Divine Examination, the soul bones that originally absorbed the Angel suit will be stripped off at the last level.
After being nurtured by countless generations of Angel Douluo, this angel suit can unleash a power that even Qian Daoliu cannot imagine.
At this time, the bookshelf nearby suddenly made a noise, and a familiar wave of soul power came from behind the bookshelf. The bookshelf opened to both sides like sliding doors.
"Thank you for your hard work. Prepare the catalog and the memorials that have not yet been reviewed." No one was seen, but the voice was heard first. The footsteps came from far away, and Xue Qinghe, who was wearing the same appearance as the one on the throne, walked out of the secret room.
"Grandpa? Why are you here?"
Hearing the familiar tone, Qian Daoliu's ancient and unwavering face suddenly changed into a new look, and emotions such as kindness and doting appeared on Qian Daoliu's face one after another.
With a flash of light, Qian Renxue, who had regained her true form, ran towards Qian Daoliu excitedly like a wanderer who suddenly saw a relative.
"Hahaha, Xiaoxue'er, have you missed your grandpa? Yes, yes, you are at level seventy-five. It seems that you have not neglected your cultivation in the past two years."
"Well, I have practiced even harder in the past few years. Xue Er, you can go down first, and I will sit down with grandpa."
Qian Renxue waved to Xue Er on the throne, signaled to go down, and then began to share what she had seen and heard recently with Qian Daoliu.
Watching the sun set and the moon rise, feeling the bodies and emotions of the people around him becoming more and more relaxed, and looking at the 'little girl' leaning on his shoulder whose breathing became slower, Qian Daoliu suddenly became confused at this moment.
Is everything I have done over the years right or wrong?
"Xue'er, in fact, you don't need to be so tired in this life."
In a daze, Qian Daoliu seemed to have returned to the enshrinement hall. He looked at the little girl who was biting her lips and wanted to cry but had to hold back. She said, "I will definitely prove my ability." He looked at the little girl who once again quarreled with Bibi Dong over some trivial matters. , listening to Xiao Qian Renxue’s complaints, happy, sad, sad.
Everything dissipated, replaced by the now mature, emotionless 'emperor'.
Brushing the broken hair on Qian Renxue's forehead, Qian Daoliu suddenly felt that sharing Wang Qi's so-called talent and strength with Qian Renxue didn't seem so important at this moment when he looked at the little figure who occasionally murmured while sleeping.
"Sleep well, grandpa. I'm always here."
The bright moon hung high, and in the lake outside Tiandou City, Wang Qi was still sitting cross-legged on a metal pillar with his eyes closed and meditating.
This meditation is not a practice, but a simple meditation. Wang Qi seems to have forgotten everything that happened during the day, sitting calmly and peacefully under the moonlight, letting his mind go.
At the same time, in a small village about a hundred kilometers away from Wuhun City, a naked man sat cross-legged in the middle of the small courtyard. He had a long stick of more than two meters on his leg, which seemed to be sealed with a coiled dragon, and he was closing his eyes. Concentrate.
"Yifeng, you are upset."
"Third Grandpa, my heart is not disturbed."
"Are you worried about losing to that Wang Qi?"
At this time, Qiangu Yifeng, who was second on the list of geniuses, did not refute, but the surging soul power aura predicted Qiangu Yifeng, and his heart at this moment was not as calm as he said.
"Hey, idiot, now you are only one step away from the cultivation of Soul Emperor. When the Soul Master Competition begins, it is certain that you will break through to Soul Emperor. Your heart..."
"Third Grandpa, can you reach Wang Qi's level if you break through the Soul Emperor?"
The old man called Third Grandpa certainly understood what Qiangu Yifeng said about Wang Qi's situation.
Ranked second on the Tianjiao List, he is the strongest genius of this generation among the ancient families of Wuhun Hall. Before the appearance of the Tianjiao List, he only had one opponent in his eyes, and that was Qian Renxue, who was also from the Enshrinement Hall and of the angel lineage.
With the appearance of the Genius List, Qiangu Yifeng instantly discovered many interesting people.
So Qiangu Yifeng began to shift his attention and put his new target on Wang Qi, who was at the top of the list. He hoped that after defeating Wang Qi to prove himself, he would chase Qian Renxue's back again.
The Qiangu Family is a strong-minded family. They don't seek fame or profit, they only pursue to strengthen themselves and challenge stronger people.
But as the detailed inside story of Wang Qi's soul fighting competition with the Zhilin Education Committee came to Qiangu Yifeng, Qiangu Yifeng suddenly felt a pressure like when facing Qian Renxue, no, even more pressure than when facing Qian Renxue. Even stronger.
Even though Qiangu Yifeng had never met Wang Qi, let alone had contact with Wang Qi, the pressure brought by Wang Qi was really pressing on Qiangu Yifeng.
This feeling made Qiangu Yifeng gradually get the better of him, using the collected intelligence to simulate a battle with Wang Qi in his mind.
But every time, the result is the same, defeat. "Third Grandpa, without resorting to martial arts, using only your body and soul power, can you face off against a powerful Soul Douluo-level figure when you are a Soul Emperor or even a Soul Saint?"
Silence, expected silence.
"I can't do it. With my current cultivation level, without the help of martial souls and soul skills, even if I absorb a soul bone now, I can only deal with one soul master and some ordinary soul sects. If I skip a level, I Can't do it."
"Is the fusion of soul power and mental power? Third Grandpa, can the fusion of soul power and mental power really unleash destructive power beyond oneself?"
"Maybe this is a monster, Third Grandpa, there are two monsters appearing in this era."
"If I don't work hard, I might not even be able to see the monster's back."
Qiangu Yifeng took the Coiling Dragon Stick into his body and re-condensed the Coiling Dragon Stick, but this time it was not condensed on his legs, but held one end with one hand.
As Qiangu Yifeng gradually closed his eyes, the two yellow, two purple and one black five-circle soul rings gradually became dim.
At the same time, the Coiling Dragon Stick was gradually covered by a red soul power, steaming like a flame.
The soul power 'flame' began to dim as Qiangu Yifeng's heart became calmer. Finally, after Qiangu Yifeng's heart completely calmed down, the Coiling Dragon Stick he was holding with one hand seemed to be wrong. The eyes of the dragon relief glow red.
It was as if he had come alive.
"This is a good boy, Yifeng, you are good."
Third Grandpa's eyes lit up, and if he wasn't afraid of ruining Qiangu Yifeng's rare state at this moment, he would probably have couldn't help but jump up with excitement.
The Coiling Dragon Stick martial spirit is a beast weapon. When you reach Soul Saint, you will have two forms of the martial spirit's true body.
The true body and legend of the Coiling Dragon Staff's martial spirit are sealed in the Coiling Dragon Staff. The true body of the evil dragon's martial spirit is integrated with the weapon spirit and beast's spirit. A soul master who possesses this kind of spirit will have various abilities in the Soul Saint stage. All kinds of incredible powers.
Nothing is absolute. The evil dragon in the Coiling Dragon Stick can not only be activated in the soul saint stage. Some people with extraordinary talents can also activate this ability in front of the soul saint and the true body of the martial soul.
At this time, the awakened soul master will burst out with terrifying power.
The beast spirit possesses the spirit and fights with the weapon spirit. The two sets of spirit rings are comparable to twin spirit rings, but they can use two spirits at the same time. Apart from the exaggerated consumption of spirit power, such an ability has almost no any defects.
The third grandfather of Qiangu Yifeng saw the vitality in the eyes of the dragon head on the dragon stick, and immediately thought of this step.
"Great, no, I have to tell the eldest and second eldest brother. Counting the time, these two guys will be back soon. I wonder what kind of expression they will show when they find out that Yifeng has awakened early."
While I was feeling beautiful, the third grandfather's troubles soon came.
The dragon-coiling stick seals the evil dragon. When the Soul Saint possesses the true body of the martial spirit, it has matured and awakened itself. If it awakens in advance, the martial spirit is strong but the body is weak.
So the moment Qiangu Yifeng's soul power broke through to level 60, Qiangu Yifeng looked at the only living person in the yard with a pair of evil red eyes.
The coiled dragon stick was thrown towards the third grandfather (the third grandfather was called Qiangu Yifang) as if he had an expression on his face.
"You bastard, you have no place to vent your energy, right? Today is a good day. I have nothing to do. Your third grandfather will play with you."
Qiangu Fangfang secretly said in his heart that he could press the corners of his mouth harder than AK. He released his martial spirit, with two yellows, two purples and four blacks under his body. The coercion belonging to a strong Contra level man poured out.
As we all know, the Qiangu family prefers and is good at fighting.
He waved the Coiling Dragon Stick casually, preparing to fly the Coiling Dragon Stick like a javelin. In an instant, the Coiling Dragon Soul turned into soul power and dissipated in the air.
Qiangu Yifeng regrouped the coiled dragon stick and rushed towards Qiangu Yifeng. I don't know if it was an illusion. The third soul ring under Qiangu Yifeng's feet seemed to flash twice, but the second time it flashed like a light bulb with a leak, no. So obvious.
The Coiling Dragon Stick became thicker, and when it was smashed down on the head, Qiangu's waist and horse merged into one. The Coiling Dragon Stick in his hand was like a tiger, and he was ready to use the immortal guide to block Qiangu Yifeng's attack. Unexpectedly, the Coiling Dragon Stick became thicker. Shrunk instantly.
A dragon claw formed from condensed soul power struck directly at the door.
"Well come."
Unable to hold back the excitement in his heart any longer, Qiangu Fangfang shouted loudly and waved the dragon stick to face him directly.
Qiangu Fang's stick technique is bright and upright, with wide opening and closing. Each blow seems to have a huge force, with the potential to break mountains and crack rocks.
Qiangu Yifeng's stick method is a bit weird. Sometimes it is upright, sometimes it is mysterious and mysterious. At the same time, his movement skills are magical, and the palm strikes that switch back and forth are even more difficult to guard against.
The movement here alarmed other people in the village.
As the first person noticed the change in Qiangu Yifeng and shouted, the small courtyard was gradually surrounded by members of the Qiangu clan.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, the third child is really shameless. He doesn't have the talent to let others awaken and counterattack in advance? If this interrupts Yifeng's state, it may not be possible whether he can enter next time."
"Go away, which one of your eyes saw me taking the initiative to attack Yifeng?" Qiangu Yifang silently changed his attack to defense, and his force was much lighter.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, if it were me, what's the use of just attacking at this time? What's the use of blindly defending? Driving wood piles, breaking stones, hammer and iron are not better than this? This is a senior, tsk tsk tsk."
Targeted rebuttal and silent attack.
As the surrounding opinions gradually changed from normal to outrageous, the Qiangu Yifeng became more and more aggrieved. Under the influence of everyone and under the influence of everyone, Qiangu Yifeng was beaten into four different shapes.
"Third uncle, what are you beating? How could you do this? Come on, let me do it."
A strong man was so happy to see his hunting spirit that he summoned a coiling dragon stick to challenge Qiangu Yifenghe and joined the battle.
Others' hands were also a little itchy. Some tribesmen with soul power greater than Soul Saint gathered their Coiling Dragon Sticks to join the battle. As for other tribesmen under Soul Saint, they also started fighting on the sidelines due to itchy hands.
Feeling the breath of several evil dragons around him, Qiangu Yifeng's movements also began to change. The red light in his eyes continued to weaken with the battle, but it was still full of evil.
Finally, when the sun rose again, when Qiangu Yifeng's soul power was drained, Qiangu Yifeng's eyes regained clarity.
With no time to think about it, the clarity in Qiangu Yifeng's eyes was replaced by doubt. When he was about to ask the reason, his vision went dark and he lay down on the ground and fell asleep.
At this time, the others also stopped fighting. Qiangu Yifeng squeezed through the crowd and pressed his calloused hands on Yifeng's shoulders, channeling his soul power to check Qiangu Yifeng's condition.
"It's done!"
(End of chapter)