Fengming Douluo

The bright moon hung in the sky, and its immeasurable brilliance was like flowing water, through the skylight of the Douluo Palace, it sprinkled to the cold and gloomy Great Hall.

Ma Hongjun's Tai Chi heavy pupil contains binocular eyes, red gold and blue gold light, like two playful fish, slowly rotating in his eyes, making this place in his eyes, like daylight.

He walked forward gently, ready to see if there was any introduction about the Lingguang Dou Roman Ling Yao. The senior's Martial Soul was the three-eyed golden pheasant, and he couldn't help but think about it.

The Martial Soul of the Ma family in Phoenix Village is golden pheasant, but when he got here, Martial Soul appeared upgraded, Innate possessed the fire attribute, coupled with the influence of his own soul, this became the pure evil fire Phoenix Martial Soul.

Unlike Ma Hongjun in the original time and space, the evil fire Phoenix he awakened was not pure. Instead, the evil fire with great potential turned into the Impurities contained in Martial Soul, which was finally eliminated by the fairy product Medicinal herbs Cockscomb Phoenix. , Wasted a big advantage of oneself in vain.

"what!"

Ma Hongjun was surprised, and he was slightly taken aback. He seemed to have another discovery.

"It's really my ancestor. I didn't expect that this person turned out to be a character tens of thousands of years ago."

On the back of the granite tablet, there are densely packed tiny tiny prints that describe the life of the senior sage who slept here. After reading the engraved introduction, Ma Hongjun did not expect that this senior was really his ancestor.

Although the establishment of the Martial Soul Hall was not as old as his ancestor, he already understood what was going on after reading the biography.

It is nothing more than that after the establishment of the Martial Soul Hall, it records the lives of some senior sages who used to be in the long history of history, and set up memorial tablets for them to be placed here for future generations to worship.

Ma Hongjun bowed slightly to Ma Lingyao's tablet, then looked at the other tablets.

The records on these tablets are no less than a vast epic about the Douluo Continent. It's rare to come here. If you don't take a look at it, it's really a shame.

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As time passed slowly, Ma Hongjun watched very enthusiastically. He didn't know how long it had passed. It wasn't until dawn from the outside world that the sun broke through the door cracks and skylights of the Douluo Temple, tearing the darkness here, and he suddenly realized it. It's dawn.

"Senior, please excuse me, Goodbye."

Ma Hongjun thought in his heart, bowed deeply to all the tablets in the Great Hall, and then gradually disappeared into the Douluo Palace under the wrapper of Luo Sanpao-like slime.

It was still the tyrannical Spiritual Sense that far surpassed his own Cultivation Base. Ma Hongjun was behind the gate of Douluo Temple. He estimated that he waited for about half an hour to see the patrol team of Martial Soul Temple, still patrolling like before. He breathed a sigh of relief in silence.

After waiting for a while, after watching a group of patrols pass by the door of Douluo Temple, he squeezed out from the crack of Great Hall again.

"It's worthy of the Martial Soul Hall. This guard is strict, far from what the Heaven Dou Empire can compare with the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect."

Ma Hongjun thought in his heart, and walked cautiously towards the hotel where they were resting.

The Martial Soul Hall in the daytime is like the difference between the sky and the earth when you see it at night. Under the sunlight, the Douluo Hall standing on the top of the mountain is like an ancient castle carved from white jade. The translucent and exquisite luster is like an extremely large and exquisite work of art.

"Such a good place, I hope it will not be demolished by Don Uncle this time."

Thinking of this, Ma Hongjun glanced at the Douluo Palace, which stood far away from the top of the mountain, and then his eyes were attracted by the even more magnificent Papal Palace that stood halfway up the mountain.

"Isn't it a gilt structure? It's a bit too much. How many soul coins are you getting?"

Ma Hongjun was stunned. From a distance, the Pope’s Palace under the sun’s rays was no longer a simple dark golden color. Instead, it was more like a castle made of gold. It was really magnificent. Spectacular.

Although he hadn't said a word since he jumped out of the window last night, the thoughts in his heart became extremely active as he saw along the way.

"If this papal palace is really a gilt structure, it's always valuable."

This is not impossible. Casting the Golden Soul Coin into a liquid and pouring it on the surface of the Papal Palace is the so-called gilt, but in this case, it is a bit crazy.

Ma Hongjun shook his head, letting go of this crazy idea, even the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the richest in the world, would not dare to do so.

The huge Seraphim statue stands quietly in front of the resplendent Pope’s Palace. The wisps of warm sunlight seem to put a golden armor on it, like a female God of War standing in front of the Pope’s Palace. .

"Who would have thought that this so-called Seraphim was once just a swan girl with full spirit power in Innate?"

When he walked to the Pope’s Palace, Ma Hongjun looked up at the golden seraph statue, and his guard on Xue Qinghe was much weaker.

Bright Douluo Qianqianxue, Martial Soul six-winged swan, is also the pioneer of the six-winged angel Martial Soul, but who would have thought that she was just a swan girl, just like the daughter of Prince Xue Xing, Xue Ji Like the princess, they were all swan girls who were beastly transformed by the beast Martial Soul when Martial Soul awakened. The difference was that Qian Qianxue was full of spirit power in Innate.

Although her tablet did not record the story of her becoming a god, nor the relationship between her and the titled fighting goose Xuetiandou, Ma Hongjun consciously guessed the truth.

Swan Martial Soul has been born in Xue family since ancient times. Qian Qianxue's name is turned upside down. It is Xue Qianqian. To say that she has nothing to do with Xue Tian Dou, Ma Hongjun doesn't believe it at all.

According to the records on the tablet, the founders of the Tiandou Empire and the Xingluo Empire, Xue Tiandou and Dai Xingluo, these two seniors were once masters of an era. Whether it is talent, strength or ambition, they have been suppressed. The hero of an era.

It was precisely because of their rise, including Guangming Douluo Qianqianxue, that this ended the chaotic pattern that had turbulent Douluo Continent for thousands of years, and the Continent was able to enter the era when the world was divided into two.

It's just that Qian Qianxue's concept is different from Xue Tiandou and Dai Xingluo. They tried to save the world by force, and finally ended the chaos on the mainland and established two huge empires, Tiandou and Xingluo.

But Qian Qianxue was a spirit master with a bright heart and a very kind heart. When Xue Tiandou and Dai Xingluo started from the north and the south, trying to save the world by force, her footprints followed all over the continent.

The chaotic and turbulent pattern, the flames of war raging, clouds and blood rain, and human tragedies spread across the entire continent. She walked the world, starving everywhere, people displaced, and people alone and helpless.

She saves the world with compassion. Not only did she not feel inferior and cowardly because she was a swan girl, nor did she harbor resentment because the world knew she was a swan girl, slander her and insult her, but did her best to help the world and rescue people with her abilities. The world.

The sky is worthy of her heart. In the end, she won the respect and love of the world, calling her an angel, which means a messenger sent by heaven.

In the process of helping the world and saving sentient beings, her Cultivation Base has also become more diligent. The swan wings on the back also evolved from the first pair to two pairs, until the final three pairs, the six-winged swans, Seraphim Qianqianxue.

Of course, these records are too beautifying, and Ma Hongjun does not believe it all.

But even so, from the stories of these three seniors, it can be seen that Qian Qianxue, or the relationship between Xue Qianqian and Xue Tiandou.

Although Ma Hongjun didn’t know what happened between them, he felt that the two seniors might be brothers and sisters, or siblings. This is also why his guard against Xue Qinghe has faded a lot after reading those records. s reason.

"As long as you don’t come to hurt the people around me, I don’t care what you want to do. Even if you are really Qian Renxue and want to be the queen of the Heaven Dou Empire, I can support you, but only if you don’t touch. My bottom line."

Ma Hongjun raised his head and looked at the golden seraph statue in front of him, and his mind was full of thoughts.

He is not interested in fighting for power and gains. If Qian Qianxue and Xuetiandou are really the kind of relationship he guessed, the Tiandou Empire changes hands, it is nothing more than the empire founded by Big Brother or Little Brother, to the descendants of Big sis or Little Sister. The hand is equivalent to handing over from one hand to the other. If this is the case, he won't bother to participate in these bad things.

Looking at the Seraphim statue quietly standing in front of the Pope’s Palace again, Ma Hongjun bowed deeply and turned away.

——About the origin of Seraphim Martial Soul, this is what Huang Yi wanted to write before he even started writing this book.

Just like the Poseidon enshrined in Poseidon Island, he was only a Poseidon Master at first, but through his own cultivation, he became Poseidon, and Martial Soul Harpoon also evolved into the Trident of Poseidon.

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