Douluo: Wuhun Black Turtle, anti-armor critical strike at the beginning

Then she asked again.

Chapter 43: The Son of the Spirit Hall? Undercurrents Surge

Huang Wei nodded and said slowly: "I have found something."

The two walked towards the table in front.

Sitting down, he continued, "The rhizomes of the Narcissus Jade Muscle Bone, when I specifically use my soul power to cultivate them, combined with the strange life energy in the space, they can indeed continue to grow, but this will take a very long time."

"But this is related to the strength of my soul power. If my soul power level is improved, then the training process can be greatly shortened."

"However, if we can bring the pond water into the space, combined with the characteristics of the Black Turtle Space, it will definitely grow faster than outside."

These are what Huang Wei had just tried in the bathroom.

He definitely didn't do those things just now.

Bibi Dong listened to Huang Wei's story quietly, thinking about something in her mind.

Looking at Huang Wei again, I always feel that this little guy is not a child of this age. He gives people a very mature adult feeling.

Could this be the legendary little adult?

Bibi Dong's lips curled up slightly and she said, "Is that the pool you jumped into before? The one with red and blue?"

Huang Wei nodded: "Yes."

Bibi Dong suddenly said, "Don't tell anyone else about the fact that you have the magic grass except Nana and the other two."

Huang Wei was slightly stunned and nodded. She also understood Bibi Dong's little thoughts.

"Okay, let's go to the worship hall."

Bibi Dong stood up, Huang Wei took her hand and followed her away happily.

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The offering hall, still the familiar corridor, the familiar hall, and the familiar people.

It was very quiet here, and at the moment it was completely filled by the rhythmic tapping sound of Bibi Dong's high heels.

"His Majesty the Pope."

The elders greeted Bibi Dong indifferently when they saw her come in.

But the next second they were all stunned.

Bibi Dong seemed to become more watery and smooth. Was it just their illusion?

Why did it suddenly become so beautiful?

And a fresh fragrance emanates from its body.

However, since they were elders, they naturally could not show that kind of expression. They quickly restrained their expressions and looked at Bibi Dong seriously.

I saw the familiar little kid standing next to Bibi Dong.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and then his pupils shrank, and he was shocked: "Level 33 Soul Master?!"

"He's only six years old?!"

Even though Golden Crocodile Douluo had been prepared once before, he still gasped in shock now.

This talent has surpassed Qian Renxue, who possesses an innate level 20 soul power.

At least the other party had not reached the level of Soul Master when he was six years old.

This is a little scary.

Seeing the shocked expressions of the people in front of him, as if they had never seen the world before, Bibi Dong's mouth suddenly curved more proudly. He snorted and said in a neutral tone: "This emperor is here to see the chief priest."

At this time, a golden figure walked out from the inner hall.

The aura on his body is pervasive, giving people a very strong sense of oppression.

"Big offering!"

The rest of the elders knelt on one knee and addressed him respectfully.

Bibi Dong tightly grasped the jeweled scepter in her hand, her eyes slightly narrowed, and she refused to half-kneel down. She also separated a stream of soul power to cover Huang Wei.

Qian Daoliu didn't say much when he saw this.

The pressure on his body quickly disappeared.

Looking at Huang Wei, that face that seemed to have not moved for hundreds of years was moved again.

This was the second time this happened. There was nothing he could do. He was really shocked by Huang Wei's terrifying talent.

"Six years old, level 33 Soul Master, very good."

Qian Daoliu looked at Huang Wei with great satisfaction.

"Grandpa Qian!" Huang Wei called out.

"Yes." Qian Daoliu smiled gently and nodded, then looked at the elders and spoke slowly: "Huang Wei is extremely talented, and has a non-god-level inherited martial spirit. He achieved the thirty-third level of Soul Master at the age of six. This worshiper declares that the Spirit Hall will establish a Holy Son who is equal to the Holy Maiden. Huang Wei shall be the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall!"

"Yes!"

Everyone's pupils shrank slightly, and for some reason, beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads. They quickly nodded in agreement.

No one dared to express any objection.

"You guys should spread this matter quickly." Qian Daoliu said again.

"We understand!" The elders bowed one after another.

Just like that, after receiving the order, the elders took action.

Spread this news throughout the Spirit Hall.

Qian Daoliu looked at Huang Wei and said, "The conferment ceremony will be held in the Spirit Hall square in three days."

"Yes, Grandpa Qian!"

Huang Wei nodded.

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That night, Qian Renxue, the pretender who was far away in the Tiandou Empire, also received the news.

"Grandpa actually made this guy the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall. It seems that his talent is really far beyond the ordinary. How about I go and observe him under the pretext of watching him?"

Qian Renxue's red lips moved slightly, and she became more and more curious about Huang Wei.

So I started planning.

Three days passed quickly.

During these three days, the entire Spirit Hall was in great shock.

Unexpectedly, the chief priest personally took the initiative to appoint Bibi Dong's direct disciple as the Holy Son.

As the news spread, many people from the Spirit Hall began to discuss it.

Some people even arrived at Wuhun City the next day just to take a look at the ceremony of canonizing the Son of Heaven.

At the same time, some of the younger generation within the Spirit Hall were very dissatisfied.

Especially the grandchildren of the elders.

If you intend to challenge this Holy Son, the strong ones in the Spirit Hall will be respected.

Some elders also wanted their grandsons to become the Holy Son. They had this idea before, but now this person came out to disrupt things.

Although they were under pressure from the great priest Qian Daoliu, they were still unwilling to accept the defeat in their hearts.

So they took advantage of the situation and a group of people went to find the chief priest and asked him to hold a martial arts competition for the younger generation of the Holy Sons of the Spirit Hall on the day of the ceremony.

As for the age limit, it is under twenty-five years old.

This is shameless, but there is no other way.

This way, other people can also see what the Son of God looks like.

By the way, it can also satisfy their wishes.

This is completely the principle of killing someone with a borrowed knife.

How could Qian Daoliu not know this truth?

But he still agreed, this process will always happen.

It doesn't matter whether you come early or late.

What's more, although Huang Wei is only a level 33 Soul Master, his defense is extremely terrifying. Those grandchildren are simply unable to break through Huang Wei's defense.

After receiving this temporary notice, Huang Wei's face was extremely calm. This was all within his expectations.

After all, this is an enviable position.

Some people from the sects also planned to come secretly on this day to see who this Holy Son was.

"Humph, how can he become the Holy Son? Our talents are not inferior at all!"

"I have reached the 45th level of Soul Sect at the age of 19!"

"Why isn't the Holy Son me?!"

"The High Priest is too biased?!"

"Just because he is the Pope's personal disciple?!"

Inside the Spirit Hall, a young man who was the grandson of the Elder Hall was extremely angry and resentful. He hated Qian Daoliu for being unfair and hated Huang Wei for stealing his position as the Holy Son.

The young man narrowed his eyes and a cold beam of light flashed across them: "Very good, there will be a martial arts competition this time. Haha, I will definitely make you lose face in front of the large audience. Then I will naturally inherit the position of the Son of God. Hahahahaha!!!"

He is the kind of person who can do anything as long as he has not achieved his goal.

I will never let go of anyone who steals my things.

As for being afraid of the great priest? Of course he was afraid, but that was an open and aboveboard martial arts competition. If the other party lost, would he really not care about the face of so many people?

So there is a big stakes involved for him as well.

After all, he loves gambling.

But he didn't know that he would gamble his life this time.

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Chapter 44: This Sainthood Can Be Contested

On this day, Huang Wei put on the clothes of the Son of God with the help of the maids.

Follow Bibi Dong towards the large square inside the Spirit Hall.

The place is already crowded with people and noisy.

"coming."

Below, Hu Liena and the other two just rushed back to watch the conferring ceremony.

When they learned from the news that Huang Wei had become a level 33 Soul Master at the age of six, they were also shocked.

Isn’t the speed of cultivation too fast?

"Your Majesty the Pope!"

Almost everyone in Wuhun City knelt on one knee.

Beside Bibi Dong are two Douluo, Yueguan and Guimei.

Afterwards, the rest of the elders also arrived one after another.

As for Qian Daoliu, he was the person behind the scenes and did not appear.

Just leave everything to Bibi Dong.

There are also other elders presiding.

According to previous regulations, there will be a conferring ceremony soon.

Bibi Dong landed on the supreme throne, holding the scepter in her hand, her whole body glowing with the noble brilliance of colored glaze, and beside her was a young boy. It was the protagonist of this time, the Holy Son Huang Wei.