Chapter 80: quan Daoliu

In a luxurious room on the top floor of the manor castle, Tianchen and the little fat man Ma Hongjun sat opposite each other on the sofa.

　　Both of them are filled with soul power light, one gold and one red, clearly distinguished.

　　Suddenly, Tian Chen suddenly opened his slightly closed eyes, his face changed slightly through the gold screen window, and he frowned and glanced at the towering elder hall not far away.

　　Then he turned around and said slowly to Ma Hongjun who was still cultivating.

　　"Hong Jun, this is the method of soul power operation. If you want to improve your soul power, you must follow this path of operation to practice. Remember not to rush."

　　"Yes, Brother Chen." When the little fat man was talking in Tianchen, he also opened a pair of small eyes and nodded sternly towards Tianchen, feeling the spirit power flowing in his body, but how did the excitement between his eyebrows hide Can't help.

　　"Well, I still have something to go out. If you have anything you can tell the maid to do, you can also ask Hu Yanli who lives next door if you have any questions about your practice. I introduced you to him earlier. "Tianchen patted the little fat man on the shoulder with satisfaction, and after some enquiries, he left the little fat man's room.

　　"Why would Qian Daoliu want to see me?"

　　In the manor, he mobilized his spirit power and rushed to the elder's palace at full speed. While thinking, his face instantly became ugly.

　　Thinking of the sound transmission Qian Daoliu had just given to him, Tian Chen was shocked in a cold sweat.

　　You must know that although their manor is not far from the elder's hall, it is still ten kilometers away, and Qian Daoliu just spreads his voice so far, this is no longer what an ordinary Title Douluo can do.

　　In other words, maybe his every move from childhood to adulthood was seen by this old thing, thinking of this, Tian Chen felt fear in his heart for a while.

　　"No wonder, Grandpa is not in the manor today." Tian Chen looked at the brightly lit elder hall in the distance, with a trace of guessing in his heart, but his movements were not slow. Under his full drive, the ten kilometers distance was fleeting.

　　According to his previous memory, he crossed three thousand ridges of stairs and quickly came to the front of the elder's palace.

　　There are three places with the most lofty status in the Wuhun Hall. One is the Papal Hall held by the contemporary Pope, and the other is the Douluo Hall, which can only be entered by spirit masters above the Contra level, and the last elder headed by Qian Daoliu. temple.

　　However, the Douluo Palace does not directly belong to the Spirit Hall, but faces all the spirit masters of the entire continent, but only spirit masters above the Spirit Douluo level are eligible to enter, and want to keep a name in it. The cultivation base must reach Title Douluo. The sword Douluo Chenxin and Poison Douluo Dugubo in the original work were famous in it.

　　However, the Elder Hall, which is controlled by Qian Daoliu, is the top power of the Wuhun Hall. After all, in the Hall of Elders, only the Titled Douluo level elders who directly belonged to the Hall of Souls were eligible to enter. But after the spirit power reaches the ninety-sixth rank, it is automatically promoted to worship. Tianchen's grandfather Golden Crocodile Douluo is like that.

　　The destination of Tianchen's trip is the worship hall in the deepest part of the elder hall.

　　As soon as Tianchen walked into the hall of the elder's hall, the two rows of river candles filled with agarwood shavings visited from under the imperial seat to the entrance of the hall, spontaneously ignited out of thin air, the flames are bright and the fragrance is clear, and they seem to be guiding Tianchen.

　　Tianchen took a deep breath, without hesitation, slowly walking towards the deepest part of the elder hall.

　　Following the guidance of the two rows of anthuriums, Tianchen arrived in a huge hall in a short time. On the innermost side of this hall, in front of a ten-meter-high seraph sculpture made of pure gold, a person stood quietly, facing the direction of the door, looking up at the pure gold sculpture.

　　And at the bottom of it, there was a figure standing respectfully standing there, a golden robe embroidered with a lifelike ferocious giant crocodile with silver threads, and its identity was self-evident.

　　Seeing his grandfather, Tianchen felt relieved slightly.

He raised his head again and looked at the back figure in front of the Seraphim sculpture.　　He is taller, but not sturdy. He has long black hair scattered behind him, and he is neatly combed. A plain gray robe is even more ordinary than his grandfather's golden robe.

　　But standing there gave people a strange feeling, as if he was perfectly integrated with the surrounding environment, and people couldn't feel the slightest breath in him.

　　"Great worship." Tianchen stood at the entrance, bent over slightly, and shouted respectfully.

　　Now he was sure in his heart that Qian Daoliu was not malicious to him, otherwise he wouldn't be able to stand here safe and sound.

　　The grey-clothed man slowly turned around, seeing that he was only in his 30s or 40s in the morning, with a very handsome appearance and a faint smile on his face. A pair of eyes seemed to be able to look directly at people's hearts. He just glanced at Tianchen casually, then withdrew his gaze, looked at the second offering on the side, and said with a smile.

　　"Second worship, , your grandson's talent is very good, the future may be able to reach my level."

　　Hearing that, there was a glimmer of imperceptible color in Tian Crocodile's eyes. After all, the god level is too far away. The ninety-nine level is already the top former in the world. If Tianchen can achieve this step, he will open up his veins. Family, he has no regrets.

　　"Great worship is absurd. In terms of talent, it is still inferior to Xiaoxue." Tian Crocodile instantly converged his emotions and replied sternly. He wasn't polite, to be honest, Qian Renxue, who had an innate twentieth level of spirit power, coupled with Seraphim's martial arts, had a talent that was definitely above Tianchen.

　　"Xiaoxue? Qian Renxue?" Tianchen listened to the conversation between his grandfather and Qian Daoliu, with many thoughts in his heart.

　　If according to the timeline of the original work, when the palace of the Tiandou Empire was undergoing palace changes, when Tang Thirty was twenty years old, Qian Renxue was twenty-nine years old, and Qian Renxue was nine years old than Tang's three, which means that Qian Renxue was nine years old. Four years older than himself.

　　At this time, Qian Renxue, who was already fifteen years old, had mostly replaced Xueqinghe in the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.

　　It wasn't that he hadn't thought of meeting Qian Renxue in advance, but he had never had a chance.

　　After all, there were few people in the entire Spirit Hall who knew Qian Renxue's existence, and his grandfather had never mentioned Qian Renxue in front of him. Even if he wanted to see Qian Renxue, he couldn't start.

　　After awakening the Martial Spirit, he had been immersed in cultivation, and his plan to meet Qian Renxue in advance was put on hold.

　　The Tian Crocodile on the side looked at his grandson's pensive appearance, thinking that Tian Chen was wondering about Qian Renxue's identity, and explained with a smile.

　　"Xiaoxue is the granddaughter of the Great Worship, named Qian Renxue, who is four years older than you. The purpose of calling you here this time is also related to her."