97 114. In the secret room
, it was said that the Tiangu Ridge incident had all the mainland parties looking at the Spirit Hall and the Haotian Sect.
The Haotian Sect was preparing for the funeral of the old sect master and the elders, while the Spirit Hall was strangely quiet.
As a giant on the mainland, how would the Spirit Hall deal with this matter? This was a matter of concern to all parties.
However, soon, a bad news came from the Spirit Hall - Pope Qianxunji died of his injuries in a battle with Tang Hao -
in the basement of the Pope's Palace.
Qianxunji was seriously injured and could not be cured for a long time, so he had to recuperate in the secret room.
At this time, the door of the secret room opened, and Bibi Dong appeared at the entrance of the secret room.
At this time, her face was shed from the innocence of the past, and her wine-red hair began to turn purple.
"Dong'er, you are here." Qianxunji was not alert.
During the time he was injured, he had been taken care of by Bibi Dong.
"Yes, teacher, I'm here." Bibi Dong walked towards Qianxunji step by step. Eight spider claws suddenly opened behind her. Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes revealed a creepy murderous intent: "I'm here to collect a debt from you."
"Bold--" Qianxunji realized that something was wrong and wanted to summon the holy sword, but found that his soul power was sealed.
"Damn, there is something wrong with the medicine." Qianxunji gritted his teeth and said.
"You are right, I put a soul-sealing medicine in the medicine I gave you." Bibi Dong sneered.
As she said that, Bibi Dong suddenly appeared in front of Qianxunji. Eight spider spears stabbed at Qianxunji.
Qianxunji looked at the stabbing spider spears and did not resist. He waited for death as if he had accepted his fate.
However, Bibi Dong's spider spears did not pierce his body, but passed through his shoulders and pierced the wall behind him.
"Before I kill you, there is one thing that puzzles me." Bibi Dong stared and said, "Whether it is the three major sects or the two empires, they all have a set of standards and procedures when training their successors, and they tell them what kind of people to meet at what age."
"But what I don't understand is that after you brought me back, you seemed to deliberately train me to be a simple girl who is ignorant of the world." Bibi Dong frowned and said, "As if all this was waiting for the appearance of Yu Xiaogang."
"Yes, Bibi Dong, who is lonely and lacks love and has a high status in the Spirit Hall and has no friends, meets a friend with whom she can chat, and naturally the relationship progresses by leaps and bounds. In addition, there is you, the teacher, who is behind the scenes as a pusher."
"In the process of my growth, you put me on the shelf and forbade other people in the Spirit Hall to have a close relationship with me, but ignored an outsider who contacted me. Until the end, when I was about to elope with him, you stopped me."
"As a teacher, you have many ways to break the emotional bond between him and me, but you chose the worst one."
"Teacher, what is your purpose?" Bibi Dong asked.
Hearing Bibi Dong's series of questions, Qian Xunji's eyes flashed a trace of panic, but he quickly concealed it. He said in his usual cold tone: "Hmph, teacher has raised you since you were a child, with the purpose of using your body to give birth to a descendant with excellent bloodline for me. You are teacher's forbidden fruit, how could I let others get close to you? I just didn't expect that the waste Yu Xiaogang would interfere. Dong'er, you actually want to leave the Spirit Hall for a waste, so don't blame me for breaking up the couple."
After speaking, Qian Xunji said regretfully: "It's hateful. Just because your body can still give birth to more outstanding offspring for the teacher, I kept you, but I didn't expect that I would be in trouble today. If I had known earlier, I should have killed you the moment Xue'er was born."
"Today, I have fallen into your hands, and your teacher has admitted defeat. Come on--" Qian Xunji said resolutely. "As the Pope of the Spirit Hall, the Spirit Hall is under your control. You don't know that Yu Xiaogang is approaching your disciple, you don't know that Yu Xiaogang covets the books in the Spirit Hall, and even Yu Xiaogang persuaded you through me and won the title of theoretical master. Don't you know this?"
Qianxunji remained silent.
In some things, the person in charge is confused and the bystander is clear. People who are obsessed with it, how can they see the bizarreness of these events in the fog?
"Answer me." Bibi Dong grabbed Qianxunji, and a red light flashed in her eyes.
"You--" Qianxunji was shocked.
Even if his soul power was blocked at this time, it was only temporary. His soul power of a 95-level Title Douluo was actually invaded by Bibi Dong, an 88-level Soul Douluo. When did those with eight soul rings become so fierce?
My name is Qianxunji. I was born in the angel family. When I was 50 years old, I became a Title Douluo.
In our era, before the Haotian Twins, I can be said to be the youngest Titled Douluo of my generation.
It sounds like you may envy me for having such a superior talent, but the emotion called dissatisfaction is always in my heart. Are
my achievements very proud? No, in fact, it is very embarrassing.
The Angel Clan has a martial soul bestowed by the God Ancestor, which is a god-level martial soul. It is a sure thing to achieve a title, but my talent, compared with my ancestors, seems mediocre.
I am now a 50-year-old Titled Douluo, but I have exhausted my lifelong qualifications. At most, I can only reach the realm of Super Douluo at level 97.
Compare my lifetime limit with the angel worshippers of the Spirit Hall, and you will know how useless my talent is.
When I was six years old, the moment my martial soul awakened, I saw the disappointed expressions in the eyes of my father and the uncle who worshipped me.
My father once told me: "Your talent is not good because my mother's talent is not good, which caused the lack of innate essence."
My mother died the moment she gave birth to me. Giving birth to an angel martial spirit consumed a lot of her essence. Angel spirit masters are not something that ordinary mothers can give.
I don't blame my mother. She lost her life for me, but I will never allow my descendants to follow in my footsteps.
Later, I participated in the assessment of the Angel God, but compared with my father's red-level assessment, I only got a black-level assessment.
Even the Angel God did not recognize my talent.
God is such a noble and great existence. In front of the world, I am a strong man who is high above and holds the power of the Pope.
But in front of God, I am so humble that I don't even have the qualifications to admire her glory.
This incident has a great impact on me. The angel clan worships the Angel God. We are all fanatical believers of the Angel God. It is our honor to worship the Angel God and even dedicate our lives to her successor. For our clan, being abandoned by God is more terrible than death.
The black-level assessment means that the Angel God is no longer watching me. I have been abandoned by God.
This made me feel unprecedented loneliness and fear. For a long time, I knelt in the Angel Temple and prayed to the Goddess, hoping that she would give me a gentle look.
"God ignored you, why don't you prove your existence to her?"