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

Chapter 52: A magical herb, a bet

Ling Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly:

"I wonder what the Pope wants to talk to my little Feng about?"

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong sneered and looked Ling Yuan up and down.

"My Xiao Feng? You sound so affectionate. How does it feel to be in a threesome?"

Ling Yuan paused, and there was a barely perceptible embarrassment on her delicate face, but more of it was calmness.

She said intentionally or unintentionally:

"Very good, very good. The happiness in this, Your Holiness, is beyond your imagination."

"Oh - is that so -"

Bibi Dong ignored Ling Yuan and walked inside with Hu Liena.

Ling Yuan flashed and blocked Bibi Dong's way.

"Your Holiness, please explain your purpose. Otherwise, I'm sorry Ling Yuan can't let you in."

Bibi Dong touched Hu Liena's head:
"My direct disciple, Na'er, wants to come and meet Lin Feng. Do you want to stop her?"

Ling Yuan looked at Hu Liena, who seemed a little flustered, and frowned.

"Let them in, Sister Lingyuan."

The three of them looked over.

Under the slanting sunlight, Lin Feng was leaning quietly against the door frame, his figure elongated by the sunlight.

A refreshing and capable black uniform makes his figure look more slender.

The lines on his face became clearer, he looked extraordinarily handsome, and his eyes were firm and deep.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

He bowed to Bibi Dong and said in a neutral tone:

"Please take a seat, Your Holiness, and..."

"My name is Hu Liena, just call me Nana."

Hu Liena looked at Lin Feng in front of her with bright eyes. Seeing that he seemed not to know her name, she spoke quickly.

Lin Feng chuckled: "And this junior sister Nana."

Bibi Dong raised her eyebrows, somewhat dissatisfied with Hu Liena's behavior of speaking without permission.

But he didn't say anything, his eyes were always on Lin Feng at the door.

He looked better than he did a year ago, and his resolute and steady temperament had not disappeared, but became more restrained.

At the same time, it brings a kind of sunny tenderness, making people feel like spring breeze.

Bibi Dong's breathing quickened for a moment, she nodded and lowered her brows, then took Hu Liena's hand and walked into the house.

When passing by Lin Feng, he glanced at him sideways.

Lin Feng was already slightly taller than Bibi Dong, but in Bibi Dong's opinion, she still needed to look up a little.

I'm used to the feeling of looking down on everyone from the Pope's throne, but this is the first time I've peeked at it from this angle and saw a man's face.

Especially considering Lin Feng's current identity as the destined person of Qian Renxue and Ling Yuan, Bibi Dong actually felt a strange feeling in her heart.

"You lead the way."

The voice seemed to have returned to the soft and gentle tone when they first met Lin Feng and just started talking.

Lin Feng and Ling Yuan were both stunned when they heard this.

Lin Feng nodded in a daze, and led the way with Ling Yuan.

Lin Feng's instantaneous change in expression did not escape Bibi Dong's eyes.

Her eyebrows curved and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

The two sat down.

Qian Renxue and Lin Feng sat in the main seats, and Ling Yuan sat beside Lin Feng.

Qian Renxue spoke calmly, looking at Bibi Dong calmly:
"What exactly do you want to do with Xiaofeng? You'd better stop using excuses like bringing that little girl to see you."

Bibi Dong chuckled, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea:
“The fame of Scholar Lin Feng has spread throughout the entire spirit master world.

As the Pope, of course I have to come to express my condolences to the heroes of the Spirit Hall.

Bringing Nana here is secondary, the main thing is that I want to have a good discussion with Master Lin Feng about the theory of martial spirits."

Qian Renxue frowned, obviously not believing Bibi Dong's lies. She glanced at Hu Liena who was staring at Lin Feng in a daze.

The tone was a little dull:
"What else? What do you want to know, or what do you want to ask for?"

Hu Liena blinked her eyes. How dare this sister talk to the teacher like this? Who is she...

Bibi Dong looked at Lin Feng, a glimmer of greed flashing in her eyes.

Still a gentle tone.

“I really want to know how Scholar Lin Feng managed to increase his soul power by more than ten levels in just a few months.

And how Ling Yuan was upgraded to level 3 and his martial soul evolved.

What about the Dugu family who came to seek refuge in the Spirit Hall? What about their spirits? "

Lin Feng lowered his eyes, thinking about the gains and losses and the weighing of interests.

He looked at Qian Renxue and said:

“In this world, there is something called immortal grass, which can bring a qualitative leap to soul masters, allowing their martial souls to evolve and their soul power to increase, without any side effects.

These are all manifestations of its efficacy. It is a magical herb that is rare in the world. It has the ability to strengthen the foundation, nourish the essence and transform into Qi.

Due to its characteristics, most people can only take one plant. Taking more will damage the foundation.

The three of us and Mr. Dugubo have all taken one.”

"Is it……"

Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes, which was consistent with one of her guesses.

Such a sudden improvement could only be explained by the methods of a fallen soul master, rare treasures from heaven and earth, or even things left behind by gods.

"It seems that this so-called magic herb should have come from Dugu Bo. You solved his problem, and then he gave you a reward in return."

"almost."

Bibi Dong folded one of her long white legs over the other, crossed her arms, and propped up her chest with pride.

"As the Pope, I am the last one to learn of this news?

This doesn't make sense, doesn't it, Lin Feng? "

Lin Feng clenched his fist:
“There are only two stalks of the immortal herb left, and even if I tell you, it will be of little use.

What's more, we ask you to personally supervise and manage the collection of whale jelly.

Once its effectiveness is made public, your Majesty's prestige will surely be enhanced again."

Bibi Dong let out a breath and leaned lazily on the seat. Her graceful figure was revealed under her purple gauze dress.
"That's not my sole responsibility. The fame and fortune still need to be shared with you."

Qian Renxue frowned:
"Don't go too far, just tell me what you want."

Bibi Dong raised the corner of her mouth and looked at Lin Feng with a burning gaze:
"I must have a share of the immortal herb. Give it to me and I will be satisfied."

"you……"

Lin Feng pressed Qian Renxue's shoulder, signaling her to stay calm:

"Okay, but you have to make a bet with me."

Bibi Dong was startled. She didn't expect Lin Feng to agree to her so easily. The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and there was some curiosity in her eyes:

"What's the bet? Tell me about it."

"What I want to bet on is not anything else, but whether I can open up a new method besides soul veins and martial soul."

What Lin Feng didn't expect was that Bibi Dong at this moment had already firmly believed in his theoretical ability.

The obsession in Yu Xiaogang's heart turned into an object that he wanted to kill.

Bibi Dong was overjoyed in her heart, but she said calmly:
"Oh? It seems that your soul vein method has not been fully developed yet, and you actually want to develop a new method?
You know, even the master in the world of soul masters can't do this."

Lin Feng sneered:
"Your Holiness, I don't want to hear you talk about that loser in front of me again. Comparing me with him is an insult."

Bibi Dong looked at Lin Feng's angry face and her heart beat faster. The feeling of acting was really too wonderful.

Therefore, she cooperated and put on a gloomy face, speaking in a suppressed tone:
"Haha, then, Grand Secretary Lin Feng, what is the stakes and how long is the time limit?"

“The stakes are your part of the rights in the Knights’ Order and the other magical herb I have left.

The time limit is ten years.”

Bibi Dong pretended to be furious, her expression changing from gloomy to bright for a long time before she sighed:
"Okay, I accept. However, the responsibility of this knight order can only be entrusted to you."

Lin Feng thought for a moment and nodded.

Two similar voices sounded in Lin Feng and Bibi Dong's hearts:

"I'm sure to win this time."

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