Douluo Dalu: I am Qian Renxue’s daughter

The appearance of the mysterious martial spirit immediately shocked Qian Renxue. She was so shocked that she forgot that her hand was supporting Qian Motang's shoulder.

His eyes were empty and he began to think, even walking around the room, thinking about what to do.

Qian Renxue thought for a long time, but still had no clue whether the mysterious martial spirit, a brand new martial spirit, would bring about a huge disaster or an opportunity.

Yes, opportunity, a huge opportunity!

Maybe, the god of angels...

When she thought of this, Qian Renxue immediately came back to her senses, her eyes lit up, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "Maybe, this is my Qianjia's opportunity!"

Qian Motang didn't want to disturb Qian Renxue, who was deep in thought, but she couldn't bear it anymore. Without the comfort of her mother's soul power, the powerful soul power in her chest began to stir again.

"Mom, I can't hold on any longer." Qian Motang endured the pain and said with difficulty.

Only then did Qian Renxue think of her daughter, "Take it back."

The dark purple light dissipated, and the mysterious martial spirit disappeared.

Qian Motang immediately began to gasp for air. She felt like she was really going to die just now. All the soul power in her body had been drained away. She was covered in sweat. Her whole body felt sore and weak, and her legs were weak.

Qian Renxue quickly hugged Qian Motang's waist to prevent her from falling to the ground in embarrassment.

Qian Renxue asked Qian Motang to sit on the stool, and she also sat down and said solemnly: "Mo'er, remember, in the future, you must not let the second person know that you are a twin martial soul, do you understand?"

Qian Motang nodded sincerely, indicating that she knew that except for her mother, she would never let anyone else know about her eternal second martial spirit.

"Good boy." A rare maternal smile appeared on Qian Renxue's face, and she touched Qian Motang's blond head.

"Um, mom, can you tell Mo'er that the village chief is looking for you..." Qian Motang cautiously asked Qian Renxue. She didn't want to ask at first, but after struggling for a long time, she still asked.

In addition to the matter of the mysterious martial arts, there should be more important things, otherwise the old village chief Jack would not be so cautious.

Hearing this, Qian Renxue's face showed various complicated emotions, and finally she just sighed softly, "Eat first, wait until later. You should be hungry too."

Qian Renxue didn't know how to talk to Qian Motang, so she could only use eating as an excuse. She picked up a pile of firewood from the woodshed behind the wooden house and started to make a fire for cooking.

Qian Motang saw her mother skillfully cooking porridge on the stove, carefully stirring it with a spoon and simmering it over low heat.

Seeing her mother cooking porridge, Qian Motang was also very sensible and did not disturb her mother while she was thinking about cooking porridge. Instead, after taking a break, she took the iron sword and polished it on the whetstone.

There are several gaps on the iron sword, one of which is at least three centimeters long. It can be seen that this sword has been used to chop firewood for how long and it is very old.

The mother and daughter did not disturb each other, each doing their own thing. Time seemed to fly by like a fleeting moment, and the porridge was cooked.

During lunch, Qian Renxue looked absent-minded while eating porridge and picking vegetables. She seemed to be thinking about something in her heart. Her eyes fell on Qian Motang from time to time, with a look of hesitation on her face.

After lunch, Qian Motang obediently put away the dishes, took them to the kitchen sink to wash the dishes, and was about to chop wood with a worn-out iron sword. At this time, Qian Renxue stopped her.

"Mo'er, we can cut firewood in just one day." Qian Renxue asked Qian Motang to sit down.

"Mo'er, let me ask you, do you want to become a soul master?" Qian Renxue said.

Qian Motang was slightly stunned and looked at Qian Renxue. The Seraphim appeared again. Even if she didn't want to become a soul master, she might not be able to do it, so after hesitating for a while, she nodded.

Qian Renxue closed her eyes and sighed softly, with a look of pain on her face.

"After all, it was my mother who felt sorry for you and made you take this path." After Qian Renxue said this, she went back to her room.

Qian Motang stared blankly at the door curtain of the room, thinking about Qian Renxue's words just now. His tone revealed struggle and pain, but more of it was relief and emotion.

Qian Motang was about to get up and take the iron sword to chop firewood in the mountains. The door curtain suddenly opened again, and Qian Renxue walked out. Along with it, there was a small wooden box. It was ordinary, not complicated, and was as big as two palms.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Qian Motang saw Qian Renxue coming out and quickly sat down again.

Qian Renxue walked straight over and put the small wooden box on the table. She also sat down, then opened the wooden box, revealed the contents, and handed it to Qian Motang to see.

Qian Motang blinked in confusion, not understanding what her mother meant for a moment.

"Inside are the training secrets of the Seraphs and the training secrets of your grandma's martial soul, and this..." Qian Renxue said slowly, and took out the secrets of the Seraphs and the Death Spider Emperor and Devourer from the wooden box.

The Soul Spider Emperor’s Cultivation Secrets.

The last book is the highest internal skill among the secrets of Tang Sect - "Xuan Tian Bao Lu".

When Qian Renxue saw this secret book of inner strength and mental techniques belonging to the Tang Sect's secret art, her face showed an indescribable look for some reason. It was pain, hatred, nostalgia, and memories...

I remember that my mother Bibi Dong begged Tang San to let her and Hu Liena go. After some discussion with Xue Beng, Tang San nodded and agreed to let them go.

The placement of her and Hu Liena was arranged by Tang San himself, and that was also the last time the two of them met.

In the end, Tang San, perhaps because of his conscience, felt guilty for killing her mother Bibi Dong, so he gave her some compensation, not to mention the money, which was a huge sum of money.

There was also Tang Clan's secret knowledge, and Tang San also left a share for her. I am afraid that apart from the current Tang Clan, she was the only one who had a complete set of Tang Clan's secret knowledge.

"Xuan Tian Bao Lu" is the Tang Sect's highest inner skill and mental method secret book. Tang San should not have given it to someone who was not from the Tang Sect, but out of guilt, he wanted her to practice the inner skill and mental method to be able to communicate with the soul of the Seraphim.

Through the combination of strength, through this kind of practice, one can return to the position of God of Angels.

The Tang Sect's secret knowledge naturally came into Qian Renxue's hands, but one thing was that she could not teach it to outsiders who were not from the Tang Sect, otherwise her martial soul would be destroyed and she would become an ordinary person from then on.

Qian Motang's eyes were stunned. She really couldn't believe that one day she would be able to see all the secrets of Tang Sect's secrets. This was the core of Tang Sect's cultivation!

"Mom?!" Qian Motang's voice trembled, and he looked at his mother, wanting to know if this was true.

"Yes, it's true." Qian Renxue didn't hesitate at all. In addition to these three books, there were some other things in the wooden box. She pushed them all to Qian Motang.

"Mo'er, this is the heritage of our Qian family. You have to protect it for me, understand?" Qian Renxue said very seriously.

"Yes!" Qian Motang nodded firmly. She would protect Qianjia's heritage and would never let anything be lost.

A happy smile appeared on Qian Renxue's face, as if she saw the next future heir of the Seraphim, her daughter - Qian Motang!

"Mo'er, the future and destiny of our Qianjia family will all be left to you. You must work hard to practice." Qian Renxue warned.

"Mom, Mo'er will work hard and practice hard, and I will definitely live up to your expectations, mother." Qian Motang hugged the wooden box with a determined look.

"Mo'er, mother's good daughter." Qian Renxue hugged Qian Motang tightly into her arms.