Blue Silver Grass Guide

"[Martial Spirit Hall], Zhang Ji of the "Temple Protector Knights", martial spirit "Wuji Stick", eighty-eighth level attack spirit Douluo, welcome your Majesty Chen Jianjun and Your Majesty Chen Xinmian——! "

As Zhang Ji, the deputy leader of the "Knights of the Temple Guard" finished speaking, the welcoming team behind him immediately erupted into a tsunami-like wave.

"Welcome to meet your Majesty——!!!"*N

"Welcome, Chen Xin Mian——!!!"*N

Facing such a battle, Ling Yi's expression remained unchanged, but he looked at everything in front of him with a smile on his face.

Chen Jianjun and Chen Xin, father and son, glanced at each other subconsciously, and then stood calmly on the spot. At the same time, they glanced at Ling Yi side by side, observing his expression.

On the other hand, the four girls, Yang Shirley and A Yin, who were standing behind Ling Yi, had their eyebrows raised, their beautiful eyes filled with obvious anger, and they all looked unkindly at the [Martial Spirit] who had just stopped shouting in front of them. Temple】Everyone.

Obviously, the welcoming ceremony of [Martial Soul Hall] was quite aimed at Ling Yi, the city lord of [Lingyun City], and they actually ignored him.

The four girls of Yang Shirley glared at each other angrily. The knights of the "Temple Guard Knights" ignored them directly, but Zhang Ji, as the deputy leader, could not ignore them in the same way.

Not to mention anything else, just from his trip to the "Star Dou Forest" eight years ago, his relationship with the young couple Ling Yi and Yang Shirley was still very good.

Today's behavior is really unkind on his part.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ji looked at Ling Yi's handsome face, a hint of apology flashed in his eyes, and at the same time his eyes were a little evasive.

There is no way, the official level is overwhelming, not to mention that this probing behavior was personally signaled by His Majesty the Pope. No matter in terms of strength or status, there is no room for Zhang Ji to refuse.

Noticing Zhang Ji's mood swings at this time, Ling Yi changed his usual considerate attitude and had no intention of stepping forward to say hello to Zhang Ji or take the initiative to talk to him.

Ling Yi didn't move, and the two titled Douluo Chen Jianjun and Chen Xin also didn't move, and the people in [Lingyun City] behind them naturally didn't move even more.

For a moment, an inexplicable silence fell strangely in front of the huge "Martial Spirit City".

An awkward atmosphere filled the air, making Zhang Jidu, whose strength had reached level 88, feel on pins and needles. He wanted to do something, but he didn't know how to break the deadlock in front of him.

At this moment, several more figures ran out from behind Zhang Ji and the other welcoming team, which was under the gate of "Martial Spirit City".

"Ayi!"

As soon as the person arrived, the voice came from far away: "Long time no see——!"

Seeing the person coming, the smile on Ling Yi's face grew a little, and he stepped forward: "Bishop Qi Qi, it's been a long time, how are you?"

Ling Qi passed over Zhang Ji and the others, casting a helpless and helpless look at Zhang Ji, then quickly faced Ling Yi, laughing and saying: "Everything is fine, I just haven't been with you, A Yi, for a few days, recently. But I often hear your name——!”

"Hi!" Ling Yi chuckled, shook his head, and said in a humble tone: "It's all just a false reputation. I'm just a small healing soul master. To say it, I feel quite ashamed -"

As he said that, Ling Yi turned his eyes to Zhang Ji who was standing aside: "Speaking of which, Captain Zhang, we haven't seen each other for eight years. I think you may have forgotten about Ling Yi, this little healing soul master—"

"Ayi, I..." Zhang Ji opened his mouth and was speechless for a moment. He didn't know how to respond, so he could only turn his face away with shame.

Although there was still a smile on Ling Yi's face and there was no resentment in his tone, it was still difficult for him to face Ling Yi.

Shaking his head, Ling Yi did not say anything more, but turned to Faqi and said: "Bishop Faqi, we have been traveling all this way... Do you think you should wait for us to enter the city and find a place to stay before we talk? ?”

"Oh, yes! Yes, yes, yes -!" Hearing this, Xiang Qi nodded repeatedly, stretched out his hand sideways, and invited Ling Yi, Chen Jianjun, Chen Xin and his son behind Ling Yi, as well as Yang Shirley, A Yin and others. He said: "Please, Your Majesty, and all of you, please come with us..."

Not long after, I found myself in a spacious courtyard somewhere in the city.

When Ling Yi sent Fang Qi out and returned to the hall of the main house, he heard Yang Xueli say angrily: "I didn't expect that the man surnamed Zhang would turn his back on him and settle down directly outside the city. Brother’s face!”

"That's right!" Liu Erlong said with a stern expression on his pretty face, "We only welcome two seniors and leave Brother Yi aside and turn a blind eye. What's An's thinking?!"

"Okay~" Ling Yi walked into the main room and comforted him: "This is just a small trial by [Martial Soul Hall]. Stay calm and don't let these trivial things from the outside world affect your mood and judgment." .”

"Testing?" Yang Xueli heard the sound and looked at Ling Yi who was approaching: "Brother Yi, are you saying that Zhang is testing you?"

"Instead of saying that Zhang Ji is testing me, it is better to say that Qian Xunji is testing the two seniors."

Ling Yi replied to Yang Xueli, but his eyes turned to Chen Jianjun and his son who were sitting beside them.

Chen Jianjun: "..."

Chen Xin: "???"

‘Dad, what does Ayi mean by this? ’ Chen Xin asked her father with her eyes.

Chen Jianjun glanced sideways at his stupid son and did not respond. He only gave him a look of understanding.

…

At about the same time, in the Pope's Palace.

"...Your Majesty, this was the situation at that time." Zhang Ji bowed his head, looking directly at the bare floor under his feet, and in a gentle voice described the situation when he greeted Ling Yi and his party at the city gate. .

After Qianxunji listened, he pondered for a moment. His hand resting on the armrest of the throne kept tapping, and then he said calmly: "It seems that Ling Yi's status is not low in the hearts of the Chen family and his son. I still care about him more."

Regarding Qian Xunji's words, Zhang Ji did not comment, still maintaining his respectful posture and listening silently.

On the side, Mousos spoke up at the right time, saluted Qianxunji above, and said: "Your Majesty, since Your Majesty Chen Jianjun and Chen Xin support Master Ling so much, should we adjust our hospitality to Master Ling?" Specification?"

"Well -" Qian Xunji lowered his eyes and glanced at Mu Sos and Zhang Ji. However, both of them lowered their heads and couldn't see their eyes or expressions. He said casually: "Then follow the three steps above. Let’s meet the sect’s specifications, these two titled Douluo are qualified enough——”

"Yes——!" Mousos bowed and promised.

Just when Mousos and Zhang Ji were about to bow and leave, they heard a command from above that was neither sad nor happy, and showed no emotion:

"Also, let's make some arrangements. I want to meet this Master Ling——"

Moussos: "???"

Zhang Ji: "???"

Zhang Ji felt dizzy until he had walked far away from the Pope's Palace. As soon as he came back to his senses, he immediately turned to look at Mousos next to him and asked: "Old Mu, your Majesty, what do you mean? ?Why did you suddenly summon A Yi?"

"I don't know." Mousos shook his head and frowned. He was obviously at a loss and had no clue.

Glancing at Zhang Ji with a worried look on his face, Mousos thought for a while and said with relief: "Don't worry, with your Majesty's arrogance, as long as A Yi doesn't verbally abuse him in person or show any disrespectful behavior, your Majesty will I won’t personally do anything to A Yi.”

"You also know A Yi's character. Although he is arrogant, he is always polite in his dealings with others and his speech and behavior. Even if he has different opinions with others, he communicates with them in a reasonable and well-founded manner. It is not like You're such a bigot, you can say 'f*ck' or 'Gan Le Niang' without even noticing..."

"Definitely!" Zhang Ji's face turned red, he waved his hand quickly to interrupt Mousos's words, and said angrily: "Why are you bringing this up?! I, Old Zhang, are already very upset today, and you are here to stab... "

Immediately, Zhang Ji's face straightened, he took a breath, then slowly exhaled it, and said to Mousos: "I am going to go back to retreat. I will not participate in this matter. Please help me say sorry to Ayi." , I will apologize to him in person after I get out of quarantine!"

As he said that, he turned around and glanced at the much smaller Pope's Palace behind him. Zhang Ji shook his head half-heartedly, and turned around and walked in the other direction without waiting for Mousos's answer.

At this moment, in Mousos's eyes, Zhang Ji's originally tall and burly figure actually looked a little rickety.

You know, even when the two brothers Qianjun and Jiangmo broke through to the Titled Douluo realm a few years ago, Zhang Ji, who has always regarded those two brothers as his competition target, has never been so frustrated.

After shaking his head, Mousos looked sad and turned towards the other courtyard where Ling Yi and others were staying.

On the way, they happened to bump into Heqi who was walking this way. After a brief exchange of words, they finally went to find Ling Yi together to convey His Majesty the Pope's intention to meet him.

A quarter of an hour later, the Pope's Palace.

Qianxunji sat high on the Pope's throne, looking down at the figures below. His eyes first fell on Ling Yi's handsome face that could be called the ceiling of mankind, and then turned to Chen Jianjun standing behind Ling Yi with his hands behind his back, as well as a bright silver suit. A, "Erlang" whose face is covered by a silver visor.

Not far away from Ling Yi and the others, Li Qi and Mousos had helpless expressions on their faces.

They both also said that His Majesty the Pope wanted to see Ling Yi and did not mention meeting Chen Jianjun and "Erlang" together, but Ling Yi still brought these two over.

Fortunately, to the relief of the two Moussos, His Majesty the Pope did not seem to be dissatisfied with this.

Qian Xunji did not look at Mu Sos and He Qi, but looked at Chen Jianjun and "Erlang" with deep eyes, then turned his eyes again to Ling Yi, who looked calm and relaxed.

A trace of imperceptible appreciation flashed in Qian Xunji's eyes.

Even if Chen Jianjun is a Titled Douluo, with his Qi Sensing, he does not seem to be below the ninety-fifth level, even if the silver-armored and silver-faced "Erlang" is suspected to be the inheritor of a certain god and possesses Titled Douluo-level combat power, But where is this place?

This is the Pope's Palace, the Pope's Palace in "Martial Soul City"!

The Elder Hall and the Enshrinement Hall are within easy reach, and more than double digits of titled Douluo can arrive here in an instant!

Among them, there is also the ninety-nine-level ‘Invincible Sky’ Qian Daoliu!

Not to mention Chen Jianjun and "Erlang", the two 'mere' Titled Douluo, even if Tang Zhen and Yu Yuanzhen each brought their family's Titled Douluo elders to come here together, they would inevitably feel a little uncomfortable. The meaning of fear.

However, under the gaze of Qian Xunji, a Titled Douluo-level pope, Ling Yi dealt with it calmly from beginning to end, showing no sign of nervousness at all.

Either, Ling Yi is a stupid young man who doesn't know the heights of the world, and thinks that with two titled Douluo standing behind him, he can have no scruples; or, Ling Yi himself has an extraordinary temperament, and can even face a landslide without changing his face. of composure and coolness.

Thinking of the information collected about Ling Yi in the past, Qian Xunji thought it should be the second type.

"Ling Yi?"

Condescendingly, Qian Xunji leaned down, Ling Yi raised his head, his two pairs of eyes flashed with completely different lights.

"Ling Yi, I have met His Majesty the Pope~"

The gentle voice echoed in the empty papal hall. Ling Yi raised his head, but at this moment, Qian Xunji suddenly had an illusion in his heart, as if he was the one standing below, and Ling Yi was looking down from above. Own? !

Squinting his eyes slightly, Qian Xunji put away the ridiculous thoughts that had just appeared in his mind, looked at Ling Yi below, and continued: "If I had known that you would achieve what you have today, I should have received you eight years ago."

Ling Yi smiled slightly and said loudly: "Everything yesterday is like dying yesterday; all kinds of things today are like being born today."

"Your Majesty, eight years ago, Ling Yi did not know that he would have the opportunity to stand in this papal palace today."

"Oh?" Qian Xunji selectively filtered out Ling Yi's previous words and said meaningfully: "You really don't know?"

"As far as I know, Master Ling is known as the 'Seven Orifices Exquisite Heart', and his keen eyes can see through the rise and fall of Douluo Continent for fifty years..."

At this point, Qian Xunji deliberately stopped and waited for Ling Yi's response.

In response, Ling Yi curved his lips and said with a carefree smile: "Your Majesty, with [Martial Soul Palace]'s ability, I think you should know the situation between Ling Yi and [Tian Dou Empire]."

"This is just a drunken joke at a banquet. It cannot be taken seriously..."

"Can you take it seriously?" A sneer suddenly appeared at the corner of Qian Xunji's mouth: "If you can't take it seriously, then can Master Ling tell me your real plan on "Blue Silver Rice"? "

"Oh?" Ling Yi raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Qian Xunji, whose expression suddenly changed, with a surprised look on his face: "Why did your Majesty say this?"

"What?" The sneer on Qian Xunji's face subsided and he returned to his usual indifference and arrogance: "Does Master Ling treat me as a fool?"

"Eight years have passed. Even though I didn't see through your true intentions back then, now eight years have passed. Do you think I still can't?"

Seeing the exchange of words between Ling Yi and Qian Xunji, Mousos and Qi Qi on the side were a little dumbfounded.

It's so pitiful that after so many years in [Martial Soul Palace], when have they ever seen His Majesty the Pope like this?

In addition, Ayi’s plan for “Blue Silver Rice”?

What plan?

At this moment, the two of them felt like fools, unable to understand or understand.

‘If I had known earlier, I would have gone into seclusion with Zhang Ji~’*2