Chapter 22 The Seven Sects Reelection Conference
Star Forest, in the Lake of Life.
“Ah——”
A harsh cry that made the entire Star Dou Forest tremble came from the mouth of the Azure Bull Python, and a dazzling red light suddenly spread from the center of its eyebrows. It turned into a red halo and spread instantly. Wherever the red light passed, the earth and sky were dyed blood red.
"Farewell, Sister Xiaowu, Aunt Rou, Erming." The Azure Bull Python slowly closed its eyes, and its entire body was enveloped by a blood-red light beam. The blood-red beam of light shot straight into the sky, and then descended from Qian Xunji's position. The magnetic field brought by the sacrifice of the hundred thousand year soul beast shook Light Feather Douluo and Lion Douluo back tens of meters.
Lion Douluo and Light Feather Douluo looked at the direction in which the Titan Giant Ape and the two hundred thousand-year-old soft-bone rabbits were leaving, with unwillingness on their faces. They could have harvested three more hundred-thousand-year-old soul bones. With the two of them and Qian Xunji killed the 100,000-year-old soul beast together. The two of them could definitely get a piece each, but Qian Xunji let him go.
Eight soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black and black quietly emerged. Neatly coiled around Qian Xunji in order.
And the blood-red light that rushed out gradually merged into Qian Xunji's torso and these eight soul rings. Finally, Qian Xunji's torso flashed with a dazzling red light, and a circle of scarlet soul rings with a diameter of more than a hundred meters slowly emerged around the first eight soul rings. Rhythm moves up and down around Qian Xunji's body.
Qian Xunji completely merged with the one hundred thousand year soul ring, and also obtained a one hundred thousand year torso soul bone.
The torso soul bone is the most precious of the six soul bones. The Azure Bull Python does have experience and knows how to get Qianxunji's favor as much as possible. Let him keep his promise not to chase Arou, Xiao Dance, Erming.
Will Qianxunji keep his promise? That's natural, after all, he no longer needs to obtain the soul ring. If it weren't for the purpose of maximizing profits, he would have agreed with the soul beast to do anything. Does he really think that everyone is Qian Daoliu?
This kind of agreement is no different from an agreement. It can only take effect if the strength of both parties is equal. Otherwise, in this world of the weak and the strong, it will be torn up at any time.
A hundred thousand year soul ring, a hundred thousand year soul bone, and the huge soul power in the azure bull python's body, Qian Xunji's cultivation level has successfully broken through to level 93.
"Congratulations to His Majesty the Pope!"
Qianxun Ji said: "Four offerings, five offerings, I know you two are very dissatisfied because I let go of the three hundred thousand year soul rings and let the three hundred thousand year soul bones run away in vain, but Have you ever thought that I am doing this for the sake of our future generations?”
Lion Douluo and Light Ling Douluo frowned slightly, they were doing this for the sake of future generations. Soul bones can be passed on to future generations.
Qian Xunji continued: "One hundred thousand year soul rings and soul bones will not only greatly improve our strength, but soul bones can be passed down, so for the family, one hundred thousand years Soul bones are more valuable, but to individuals, a hundred thousand year soul ring is more valuable, because it can also bring great growth to our martial souls."
"The two of you have cultivated to the point. It should be very clear in this realm by now. After level 95, the accumulation of soul power is not the most important. The most important thing is the understanding of the martial soul. Developing one's own martial soul can also be said to be the evolution of the martial soul. And the hundred thousand year soul The energy of the ring can greatly reach this step."
"If one of your descendants awakens to the full innate soul power, cultivates as hard as the second worshiper, and the ninth soul obtains a hundred thousand year soul ring, then he will. Just like Tang Chen, he is qualified to reach level 99 and even embark on the road to becoming a god.”
"If everyone is like us and kills hundred thousand year soul beasts for their soul bones when they see them, leaving future generations of geniuses with no hundred thousand year soul rings to use, wouldn't we be unworthy of being their ancestors." Lion Douluo and Guang Ling Dou Luo Du was stunned. They didn't even know if they could break through the road to level 97. Qian Xunji had already thought about future generations, or the road to godhood for future generations? This was too ambitious.
"As a soul master, you should always have some ideals. In this world, everyone can be the protagonist, right? Just like angels and gods, who knows that our descendants will not be able to. "
Qian Xunji sighed, "My talent has no possibility of becoming a god. I can only leave it to future generations to complete. Of course, if the descendants of Lion Douluo and Light Feather Douluo have the potential to become gods, I hope that the generation of Four Enshrinements and Five Enshrinements can take care of my family by then.”
Hearing this, Lion Douluo and Light Ling Douluo were a little flattered. After joining the Wuhun Palace, they believed in the Angel God and respected the angel lineage. As a result, Qian Xunji could actually say that their descendants would become gods and take care of the angel lineage. How could they not be shocked?
"Your Majesty the Pope is ridiculous. Your Majesty the Pope's broad-mindedness and far-sighted vision are truly incomparable. My cultivation and age are much greater than yours, but I am so short-sighted. I am really ashamed."
Qian Xunji. He also handed over his hand, "Four enshrinements, five enshrinements, you are humble. You are the mainstay of supporting Wuhun Palace. It is an honor for me, Qianxunji, to be willing to listen to my Qianxunji's excessive demands."
< br>Then Qian Xunji, Lion Douluo, and Guang Ling Douluo returned to the Spirit Hall.
After this incident, Qian Xunji set up a strategy to defeat the three hundred thousand year soul beasts with the weak and the strong. With such a long-term vision and broad mind, Lion Douluo and Light Ling Douluo had already faced each other. Qianxunji was sincerely convinced.
Back at the back of the enshrinement hall, Qian Daoliu heard that Lion Douluo and Guang Ling Douluo were full of praise for Qian Xunji. He was puzzled and very happy at the same time. It seemed that after these five years of seclusion, Qian Xunji Xunji's mind finally grew up.
After returning to the Pope's Palace, Qian Xunji spent three days in seclusion to consolidate his cultivation, and then issued another order to hold a re-election meeting for the seven major sects three months later to re-rank the seven major sects.
After the battle in the Star Dou Forest, Qian Xunji was completely convinced that the minds of the people of Douluo were really bad. What they were talking about when breaking out of the cocoon, surviving from desperate situations, and taking advantage of every trick, was all bullshit.
Soul masters rely on soul skills to fight, so they hide their soul skills from others to prevent being targeted. If you can fight without soul skills, you don’t need soul skills. So which soul skill do you use? The ring will light up and you can't hide it even if you want to.
That's right, that's right, but this is the way of playing in other fantasy worlds. In the Douluo world, there are no tricks at all, and targeting is completely non-existent.
The battle between soul masters is a battle of ultimate moves. Whoever has stronger soul power, whose soul ring age is longer, and whoever is more powerful will win. To put it simply, it is a group of single-celled creatures competing against each other. The fist is big.
Qian Xunji was thinking about the fight between Douluo soul masters, and his brain was thinking about what soul skills the soul ring at his feet gave him, so he had no time to think about anything else.
(End of this chapter)