Douluo's Golden Crocodile

In a luxurious room on the top floor of the manor castle, Tianchen and the fat boy Ma Hongjun were sitting opposite each other on the sofa.

Both of them were covered in soul-power light, one gold and one red, clearly distinguishable.

Suddenly, Tianchen suddenly opened his slightly closed eyes. Through the golden screen window, his face changed slightly, and he frowned and glanced at the towering Elder Hall not far away.

Then he turned around and spoke slowly to Ma Hongjun, who was still practicing.

"Hongjun, this is the method of soul power operation. If you want to improve soul power, you must practice according to this operation route. Remember not to act too hastily."

"Yes, Brother Chen." When Tianchen spoke, the little fat man also opened his small eyes and nodded sternly towards Tianchen, feeling the soul power flowing in his body, but the excitement between his eyebrows could not be concealed at all.

Can't live.

"Well, I have something to go out for. If you have anything to do, you can ask the maid to do it. If you have any questions about your practice later, you can also ask Hu Yanli, who lives next door, whom I introduced to you before.

"Tianchen patted the little fat man on the shoulder with satisfaction, and after some instructions, he left the little fat man's room.

"Why would Qian Daoliu want to see me?"

Tianchen, who mobilized his soul power in the manor and rushed towards the Elder's Hall at full speed, was thinking deeply, and his face suddenly turned ugly.

Thinking of the message Qian Daoliu had given him just now, Tianchen was even more shocked and broke into a cold sweat.

You must know that although their manor is not far from the Elder's Hall, it is still ten kilometers away, and Qian Daoliu just transmits messages to him from such a distance. This is no longer something that ordinary titled Douluo can do.

This means that maybe every move he made from childhood to adulthood was seen by this old guy. Thinking of this, Tianchen felt scared again.

"No wonder, grandpa is not in the manor today." Tianchen looked at the brightly lit Elder's Hall in the distance, and had a guess in his mind, but his movements were not slow. Under his full speed, the ten kilometers went by in an instant.

According to his previous memory, he climbed over three thousand steps and soon arrived in front of the Elder's Hall.

There are three places with the highest status in the Wuhun Palace. One is the Pope's Palace, which is controlled by the contemporary pope, the other is the Douluo Palace, which can only be entered by soul masters of Soul Douluo level and above, and the last elder is controlled by Qian Daoliu.

temple.

However, among them, the Douluo Palace does not directly belong to the Wuhun Palace, but is open to all soul masters in the entire continent. However, only soul masters with Soul Douluo level and above are eligible to enter, and if you want to leave your name in it,

The cultivation level must reach the level of titled Douluo. In the original book, Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Poison Douluo Dugu Bo were both named in it.

However, among them, the Elder Hall controlled by Qian Daoliu is the top power of Wuhun Palace. After all, only the titled Douluo-level elders who directly belong to Wuhun Palace are eligible to enter the Elder Palace. And when the soul power reaches

After the ninety-sixth level, they are automatically promoted to worshipers. This is the case for Tianchen's grandfather, Golden Crocodile Douluo.

The destination of Tianchen's trip is the worship hall at the deepest part of the Elder Hall.

As soon as Tianchen walked into the hall of the Elder's Hall, two rows of Heyang candles filled with agarwood chips, which came from under the throne to the entrance of the hall, spontaneously ignited out of thin air. The flame was bright and the fragrance was fragrant, seeming to guide Tianchen's direction.

Tianchen took a deep breath and walked slowly towards the deepest part of the Elder Hall without any hesitation.

Following the guidance of two rows of candles, Tianchen soon arrived at a huge hall. At the innermost side of the hall, in front of a ten-meter-high seraph sculpture made of pure gold, stood a man quietly.

With his back to the door, he looked up at the pure gold sculpture.

And at the bottom of it, there is another figure standing there respectfully, wearing a golden robe with a lifelike ferocious giant crocodile embroidered with silver thread, its identity is self-evident.

Seeing his grandfather, Tianchen felt slightly relieved and raised his head again to look at the back figure in front of the Seraphim sculpture.

He is tall, but not strong. His long black hair is spread behind him and neatly combed. He is dressed in a simple gray robe that looks even more ordinary compared to his grandfather's golden robe.

However, standing there gave people a strange feeling, as if he was perfectly integrated with the surrounding environment, and people could not feel the slightest breath on him.

"Big offering." Tianchen stood at the entrance, bowed slightly and shouted respectfully.

Now he was sure in his heart that Qian Daoliu had no ill intentions towards him, otherwise he would not be able to stand here unharmed.

The man in gray clothes slowly turned around and saw that he was only thirty or forty years old in the morning. He was very handsome and had a faint smile on his face. His eyes seemed to be able to look directly into people's hearts. He just glanced at Tianchen casually and then withdrew his gaze.

, looked at the second worshiper on the side, and said with a smile.

"Second worshipper, your grandson's talent is very good. He may not be able to reach my level in the future."

Hearing this, a hint of unnoticeable amusement flashed in the eyes of Tianchen. After all, the god level is too far away. Level ninety-nine is already the top level in the world. If Tianchen can reach this step, then open up a new path for his lineage.

He has no regrets about his family.

"The great worshiper is ridiculous. In terms of talent, he can't compare to Xiaoxue." Tianxiong instantly restrained his emotions and replied seriously. He was not being polite. To be honest, Qian Renxue, who was born with level 20 soul power, added

The talent of the Seraphim Martial Spirit is definitely higher than that of Tianchen.

"Xiaoxue? Qian Renxue?" Tianchen listened to the conversation between his grandfather and Qian Daoliu, with many thoughts in his mind.

If we follow the timeline of the original work, when Tang San was twenty years old and Qian Renxue was twenty-nine years old when the palace coup occurred in the Tiandou Empire, Qian Renxue was nine years older than Tang San. In other words, Qian Renxue was nine years older than Tang San.

Four years older than me.

Qian Renxue, who was already fifteen years old at this time, had probably replaced Xue Qinghe in the Tiandou Empire's palace.

He hadn't thought about meeting Qian Renxue in advance before, but there had been no chance.

After all, there were only a few people in the entire Wuhun Palace who knew about Qian Renxue's existence, and his grandfather had never mentioned Qian Renxue in front of him. Even if he wanted to see Qian Renxue, he couldn't do it.

After awakening his martial soul, he had been immersed in cultivation, and his plan to meet Qian Renxue in advance was shelved.

Tian Crocodile on the side looked at his grandson's thoughtful look and thought Tianchen was wondering about Qian Renxue's identity, so he explained with a smile.

"Xiaoxue is the granddaughter of Da Chongfeng. Her name is Qian Renxue. She is four years older than you. The purpose of calling you here this time is also related to her."