Douluo Qingmei Qian Renxue, the starting soul ring becomes soul vein

Chapter 11 'Encounter' Bibi Dong

"I see. It was Ling Yuan who was not thoughtful enough."

"It doesn't matter."

Lin Feng seemed to be thinking about something. Why didn't he publish the theory earlier or later, but had to wait until he broke through to the Soul Master level to publish it.

If Lin Feng didn't want to slap Yu Xiaogang in the face, he wouldn't believe it.

Qian Renxue was somewhat puzzled:
"Grandpa, what master? I have never heard of him."

Qian Daoliu waved his hand.

“It’s just a clown, Xiaoxue, don’t worry about it.

Now that we have talked about the matter, you can leave first. Xiaoxue, come with me. I have something to give you."

Qian Renxue gave him an apologetic look and followed Qian Daoliu into the depths of the hall.

Lin Feng and Ling Yuan returned to their residence first.

Qian Renxue arrived deep inside the Douluo Palace and saw that Qian Daoliu's expression had become unusually solemn.

"Xiaoxue, do you know what is the fundamental basis for our Wuhun Hall to stand tall on the continent?"

"The largest soul master force?"

Qian Daoliu shook his head:
“It’s our martial spirit, and what you said is the result.

Our Wuhun Hall was founded by our ancestor Angel God. Our ancestor cut off all darkness and disease on the continent and ascended to become a god.

Therefore, the Spirit Hall has become the dreamland of spirit masters all over the world, and the Douluo Hall, the highest hall in the spirit master world, stands here.

As the inheritors of the six-winged angel martial spirit, our Qian family shoulders the responsibility of protecting the continent.

The six inherited soul bones bestowed by our ancestors are one of the reasons why our Qian family is the strongest in the world."

Having said this, Qiandaoliu shot out a golden soul force towards the angel statue.

The statue that looked like Qian Renxue suddenly glowed with brilliant golden light.

A bright light appeared between her eyebrows, and gradually radiated forth, descending in front of Qian Renxue.

Although this soul bone did not have surging soul power fluctuations, the sacred soul power made Qian Renxue feel that her whole body was cheering.

Almost subconsciously, the thought "This thing should belong to me" arose in her mind.

This is exactly one of the parts of the Angel's Divine Armor.

"Xiaoxue, it's yours. Absorb it right here. It will play a huge role in your future missions."

Qian Renxue nodded, her eyes never leaving the soul bone. For some reason, she always felt that the soul bone in front of her was inexplicably familiar.

"Okay, Grandpa."

The fusion process of this soul bone was surprisingly smooth.

The 99,999-year-old soul bone named Yunhuan brings the skill of Angel Light Wave.

With the mask given by Qian Daoliu before, Qian Renxue can disguise her own appearance and aura, and even disguise her martial soul.

After years of accumulation, this soul bone only brought her a one-level soul power increase, but the nine-year-old Qian Renxue's soul power has already reached level 36.

If one chooses to train in the Spirit Hall, and reaches Soul Saint in his 20s and then begins the Divine Test, he will probably be able to become a god within 3 to 5 years.
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"Xiao Feng, I'm going out for a while and I probably won't be back before tonight."

Ling Yuan said slowly, and disappeared without a trace.

Lin Feng nodded slightly. It just so happened that he also needed to go to the Sutra Library.

It was almost noon, and the Sutra Repository, which originally had few people, was now even more crowded.

(Hmm? When did the guards of the Sutra Library change?)

Lin Feng took out the token that he had not touched for a long time, greeted him, and walked in.

Not right.

Lin Feng did not see the surprise in the two people's eyes. Was it because the guards had greeted them before? Or was there some other reason?

When I opened the familiar door of my exclusive room, a fragrant breeze blew in.

The window was slightly opened, and a breeze blew in, making the air in the room fresh and pleasant.

On the desk that was supposed to be empty, a stunningly beautiful woman was sitting there, her eyes focused on the book in her hands, seemingly intoxicated.

She was tall, wearing a lavender gauze dress, and her hair was tied up in a bun.

Her skin was as white as snow, her face was perfect, and her graceful figure could not be concealed by her clothes. The temperament she inadvertently revealed was even more noble and majestic.

Lin Feng stopped, with a look of amazement in his eyes flashing for a long time, and his mood seemed to be healed by the scene in front of him at this moment.

He quickly realized that the person in front of him was Bibi Dong.

Although Bibi Dong should be around 28 or 29 years old now, from Lin Feng's perspective, it would not be an exaggeration to say that she is only 17 or 18 years old.

The years gave her attachment but did not leave any trace on her.

"Have you seen enough?"

Bibi Dong raised the corners of her mouth slightly and spoke in a gentle tone. For some reason, she felt a sense of pride in her heart that she could make this young man, who might be valued by Qian Renxue, show such an expression.

Lin Feng said nothing and walked silently towards Bibi Dong.

"I don't know who you are and why you are here?"

Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes slightly:
"You really don't know?"

Lin Feng still shook his head. How could he possibly give you the right to speak?

"I really don't know."

Bibi Dong put down the book in her hand and looked at Lin Feng with interest.

"I am the new Pope. How could you not recognize me when you are in the Spirit Hall?"

"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope. Lin Feng is devoted to studying martial spirit theory and does not care about the affairs of the outside world. I beg Your Holiness the Pope to forgive me."

"Oh?"

Seeing that Lin Feng's eyes were clear and he didn't look like he was lying, Bibi Dong became even more curious.

The person in front of me had a similar start, but he had already solved his own hidden dangers and created a new theory.

What shocked Bibi Dong even more was that he was only nine years old, and it only took him three years to study his own martial arts and create his skills.

Even though Bibi Dong resisted this fact in her heart, she had to admit that Lin Feng's comprehension aptitude far exceeded that person's.

When they first met at the Wuhun Awakening Square three years ago, he was a little surprised at Lin Feng's calmness, but he didn't take it to heart.

Now that people are paying attention to Lin Feng again, the achievements he has made are enough to bring about an earthquake in the soul master world.

Bibi Dong looked into the eyes of the handsome young man in front of her. They sat on both sides of the table, with a breeze blowing.

In a trance, Bibi Dong felt as if she had returned to the past. A hint of nostalgia flashed across her eyes, but soon, her aura changed and returned to being cold and cool again.

"You look like one."

"Who?"

Bibi Dong let out a breath, and actually began to look forward to Lin Feng's answer.

"Yu Xiaogang, he is called a master in the soul master world."

Lin Feng's eyes flashed.

"I have certainly seen his name in books."

Bibi Dong's eyes lit up and she quickly asked:
"So what do you think of his theory?"

Although he felt that something was wrong with Bibi Dong, Lin Feng still said resolutely:
"I'm sorry, Your Holiness, please forgive me for being blunt, but Yu Xiaogang's theories are nothing more than a sum of the knowledge of his predecessors, and many of his theories lack practical support.

If you really think he can be called a master, you are totally wrong. "

Almost at the moment when Lin Feng finished speaking, Bibi Dong put away the smile on her face.

With anger in his eyes, he stood up in an instant and shouted:
"How can you understand him? He is a genius who proposed the top ten competitive forces of martial spirits!"

There was no fluctuation on Lin Feng's face. The more anxious Bibi Dong was, the more it suited his purpose.

Pick up the teacup on the table.

"Ping!"

A burst of soul power attacked and directly shattered the teacup in Lin Feng's hand.

Lin Feng splashed the tea in his hand and said calmly:
“I am a scholar and I must respect facts.

Your Holiness, if the truth causes pain, then lies cause more pain.”

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(End of this chapter)