Douluo: Protects Our Spirit Hall

"How did you know?" Qian Dao Liu asked with a puzzled face.

"My martial spirit told me." Ye Qifeng looked at Qian Daoliu.

"So that's the case," Qian Daoliu said. "A martial soul that has reached the god-level will indeed be accompanied by information about the martial soul. After awakening, it will give feedback to the awakened person directly, which is the same as the inheritance of talent."

After a short pause, Qian Daoliu changed his voice and asked:

"Boy Ye, how about joining the worship hall?"

Ye Qifeng: "This..."

At this time, Qian Daoliu continued: "As long as you promise to join the worship hall, the power status, money and wealth, cultivation resources, whatever you want, this seat can satisfy you."

But at this time, Ye Qifeng was not interested in Qian Daoliu's conditions. With his talent, these things could also be obtained from Bibi Dong.

So he remained silent, waiting for Qian Daoliu to continue speaking.

Qian Daoliu said again: "This seat can also let you be the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, how about it? Would you consider it?"

"Holy Son?" Ye Qifeng was surprised, this condition is a bit attractive.

To be honest, a little heartbroken.

If he has the status of the Holy Son, it will be very helpful for what he has to do in the Spirit Hall in the future.

But Ye Qifeng thought about it and finally decided to reject Qian Daoliu:

"This is a big offering. I'm sorry, I already have my heart. I'm going to join the Pope's Palace and serve under the Pope."

Qiandao Liu's face stiffened when he heard the words, but he continued to persuade:

"Don't think about it anymore?"

"You have to know that the worship hall in charge of this seat is still above the Pope's Hall. There are some things that the worship hall can give you, but the Pope's hall may not necessarily give you."

Ye Qifeng still shook his head.

Seeing this, Qian Daoliu was helpless. He even promised the status of the Holy Son, but he still couldn't talk about Ye Qifeng.

After thinking about it, Qian Daoliu decided to find another way and said:

"You seem to know my granddaughter, don't you?"

"Yes." Ye Qifeng nodded and replied.

Qian Daoliu said, "Xiaoxue values ​​you very much. The books you've read in the past two years were all specially ordered by Xiaoxue to send to you from the Collection Room of Spirit Hall."

"And Xiaoxue has written many times asking for your information."

Ye Qifeng raised her head when she heard this, and was a little surprised. Since Qian Renxue left, she only sent a letter once, telling him that the fourth spirit ring had successfully absorbed a ten thousand year spirit ring, and then there was no news.

Unexpectedly, Qian Renxue was still paying attention to him.

Seeing this Qian Daoliu said again: "If you can join the worship hall, Xiaoxue will definitely be very happy."

"Do you think Xiaoxue is pretty?" Qian Daoliu suddenly asked.

"Pretty." Ye Qifeng glanced at him, not understanding why he suddenly asked this.

The corners of Qian Daoliu's mouth evoked a treacherous arc, and he said:

"Xiaoxue, like you, is also a god-level martial spirit, with innate 20-level spirit power. I think you two are a good match. You join the worship hall, and I will match you two, how about it?"

"Ha?!" Ye Qifeng was startled all of a sudden, you said so much, do you want me to be your grandson-in-law?

He was a little speechless, and couldn't help but complain in his heart:

"Qian Daoliu, as expected of you, now you're selling your granddaughter?"

"If you do this like this, if Qian Renxue finds out, she'll probably use a sword to stab me."

Ye Qifeng twitched the corners of his mouth and said:

"Great offering, I'm still a child, only six years old."

"It doesn't matter, Xiaoxue is only five years older than you, and only five years old. For spirit masters, it can be completely ignored."

Qian Daoliu smiled and said, "You may not know that in Douluo Continent, soul masters' physical development will be greatly advanced because of their cultivation. With your aptitude, your body will develop in six to eight years at most. mature..."

"Stop, stop," Ye Qifeng's mouth twitched wildly, and quickly stopped him from continuing, "I'm sorry, I have already thought about it clearly, I still choose the Pope's Palace."

"Actually, the worship hall and the Pope's hall are not all Wuhun Temple, why should they be so clearly divided? You can work for Wuhun Temple everywhere."

"As for Xue'er, please tell her for me, thank you for her care and concern for the past two years, and I will only repay it later."

"Also, let Xueer pay attention to safety and protect herself. I will visit her when I have a chance."

After speaking, Ye Qifeng bowed to Qian Daoliu.

"Okay. Now that you have decided, this seat will not force you."

Qian Daoliu was a little disappointed that he couldn't make Ye Qifeng willingly join the worship hall, but he was not good at using force, and it would be bad if Ye Qifeng's resistance was aroused.

"However, I hope that you will ensure that after you succeed in your cultivation in the future, you must protect the foundation of the Spirit Hall and do not do anything that will damage the foundation of the Spirit Hall."

Qian Daoliu's eyes became sharp, and he said, "Wuhun Palace will be handed over to Xiaoxue after all. You must ensure that you will not stand on the opposite side of Xiaoxue in the future, and you must try your best to assist her and protect her. As long as you can do it , if you want to go to the Pope's Palace, this seat is up to you."

Ye Qifeng listened to Qian Daoliu's words, looked at his serious face, and said to himself, "This is what Qian Daoliu really looks like?!"

Under Qian Daoliu's sharp eyes, he said solemnly:

"That's natural."

"The Spirit Hall is also my home, and I will not allow anyone to damage it."

"Xue Er, I will also protect her, and I won't let anyone hurt her."

Even if Qian Daoliu didn't say it, he still wanted to do it.

From the moment Bibi Dong and Yueguan brought him back to Wuhun City, he made up his mind:

It is our duty to protect our Spirit Hall!

Qiandao Liu heard the words, his sharp eyes returned to softness, and his heart was slightly satisfied: "If this is the case, then you can leave, there are already people waiting for you outside."

After speaking, Qian Daoliu turned around and faced the ten-zhang-tall angel statue without speaking.

Ye Qifeng bowed to Qian Daoliu again.

Then his eyes shifted, looking at the huge angel statue.

Ye Qifeng suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly. He had a feeling that something was wrong with that angel statue. It seemed that there were a pair of unkind eyes behind it, monitoring everything in the worship hall with malicious intent.

He thought about it, and it was very likely that it was something dirty in the sky.

Ye Qifeng walked out of the worship hall and came to the gate.

The feeling of being watched was gone in an instant.

He looked back inside, his eyes faint: "It seems to be limited to the worship hall."

"His Majesty the Pope has an invitation."

At this moment, the ghost, who had been waiting outside for a long time, walked to Ye Qifeng's side, and said something in a urn voice.

The ghost's whole body is shrouded in a wide pitch-black hood, and his body exudes an icy aura all the time.

Ye Qifeng knew that this coldness was due to the ghost spirit, not his intention.

Because of the awakening of the god-level Shadow Martial Spirit, Ye Qifeng didn't feel much about this coldness, and he didn't feel uncomfortable.

Ye Qifeng looked at the ghost and was a little curious about his appearance.

It was rumored that the ghost's body was partially ghosted because of the martial spirit, so he wore a large black hooded robe all day.

The ghost looks cold, unsmiling, and refuses people a thousand miles away, but Ye Qifeng quite likes ghosts.

Loyal, follow orders without compromise, and don't speak much of ruthlessness.

Ye Qifeng admires such people very much.

"Okay." He responded with a nod to the ghost.

Immediately, the ghost used his soul power to hold up Ye Qifeng.

The two quickly flew towards the Pope's Palace halfway up the mountain below.