Douluo's Golden Crocodile

In a luxurious room on the top floor of the manor castle, Tian Chen and the chubby Ma Hongjun sat facing each other on the sofa.

Both of them were covered with soul power, one gold and one red, clearly distinguishable.

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

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

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

"Yes, Brother Chen." The little fat man also opened a pair of small eyes when Tian Chen was speaking, and nodded towards Tian Chen seriously, feeling the soul power circulating in his body, but the excitement between his brows could not be concealed. 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 instantly turned ugly.

Thinking of the sound transmission that Qian Daoliu sent to him just now, Tianchen broke out in a cold sweat.

You must know that although their family's manor is not far from the Elder's Hall, it is still ten kilometers away, and Qian Daoliu insists on transmitting voices to himself from such a distance, which is beyond the reach of ordinary Titled Douluo.

That is to say, this old man may have watched his every move since he was a child. Thinking of this, Tianchen was afraid again.

"No wonder, grandpa isn't in the manor today." Tianchen looked at the brightly lit Elder's Hall in the distance, and had a guess in his heart, but his movements were not slow. Under his full speed, the ten kilometers traveled in a flash.

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 Wuhundian, one is the Pope's Palace controlled by the current pope, the other is the Douluo Palace that only soul masters above the level of Contra can enter, and the last one is the Elder's Palace controlled by Qian Daoliu. temple.

However, among them, Douluo Palace does not directly belong to 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 work, the Sword Fighter Luo Chenxin and the Poison Fighter Dugubo both had their names in it.

However, among them, the Elder Hall controlled by Qian Daoliu is the top power of Wuhun Hall. After all, only the titled Douluo-level elders who directly belong to the Spirit Hall are eligible to enter the Elder Hall. After the soul power reaches level ninety-six, it will automatically be promoted to worship. Tianchen's grandfather, Jin Crocodile Douluo, was like this.

The destination of Tianchen's trip is the worship hall in 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 shavings, which came from the throne to the entrance of the hall, spontaneously ignited out of thin air. The flame was bright and the fragrance was refreshing, seeming to guide Tianchen in the direction.

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

Tianchen followed the guidance of two rows of flowers and candles and soon arrived at a huge hall. In the innermost part of the hall, in front of a ten-meter-tall seraphim sculpture made of pure gold, stood a man quietly, with his back to the door, looking up at the pure gold sculpture.

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

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

He is tall, but not strong. His long black hair hangs loosely behind him and is neatly combed. Compared with his grandfather's golden robe, his plain gray robe looks even more ordinary.

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.

"Great offering." Tianchen stood at the entrance, bent 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. A pair of eyes seemed to be able to look directly into people's hearts. They just glanced at Tianchen casually, then withdrew their gaze, looked at the second worshiper aside, and said with a smile.

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

Hearing this, Tian Crocodile's eyes flashed with a trace of uneasiness. 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 for his lineage He has no regrets about starting a family.

"The great priest is absurd, but in terms of talent, he is still inferior to Xiaoxue." Tian Crocodile instantly restrained his emotions and replied seriously.He wasn't being polite, to be honest, Qian Renxue with innate level soul power plus Seraphim martial soul, her talent was definitely higher than Tianchen's.

"Xiaoxue Qianrenxue" Tianchen listened to the conversation between his grandfather and Qian Daoliu, with a lot of thoughts in his heart.

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.

It's not that he didn't think about meeting Qian Renxue in advance, but he never had the chance.

After all, there are not many people in the entire Wuhun Temple who know about Qian Renxue's existence, and his grandfather has never mentioned Qian Renxue in front of him, even if he wants to see Qian Renxue, he has no way to do it.

After awakening his martial soul, he had been immersed in cultivation, and the opportunity to meet Qian Renxue in advance was put aside.

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.

"Xue'er is the granddaughter of the great worshiper. 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."