The Wulin City is enshrined in the hall.
The sacrificial hall, which seldom receives information from the outside world, became unusually lively.
"Tut, fifth child, did you see the last label? It says that this child was held by you, and you also claim that this child is destined for you." Three worshippers Qingluan Douluo teased Guangling.
"Ha ha ha, I'm afraid the fifth child can't tell which face is his own."
Qian Jun added that they had been practicing for a long time and had never heard of interesting things. I didn't expect to receive such news today.
"Jun, have you itched? I've told you, I can't remember it." Guangling looked at the happy Jun with clenched teeth, and had the idea of starting next second.
"Our brothers always fight together, subdue the devil, and meet the fifth with me, so the ranking of this sacrifice should also be changed." Qian Jun's face was full of provocations, and asked his brother to prepare to fight together.
"Well, Qian Jun, be calm. I want to accompany you. Five, you have read the intelligence. Are you interested in taking apprentices? His martial spirit is very interesting, and you haven't made progress for a long time. Maybe taking an apprentice is a good thing. Maybe in the process of teaching, you can go further." The leader of the Golden Crocodile took a look at the Qiandaoli who didn't express his opinion, and volunteered.
"Well, let me think about it."
Guangling also calmed down when he heard what the golden alligator said, and thought about it in his mind. He had never thought of it before.
At this time, Qiandaoliu, who had never cared about their nonsense, opened his eyes and looked at the door of the hall. Several other worshippers also noticed his eyes and cast them in the past.
"Dangdangdang"
The sound of high-heeled shoes sounded rhythmically at the door, as if to announce the arrival of its owner on purpose. Other people also noticed who was coming, and their eyes revealed some unhappiness.
This is no doubt intentional. What level can't control the loud sound of walking.
As a silver high-heeled shoe crossed the threshold, the voice of the visitor also came.
"Thousands of sects, great sacrifices. Is the Temple of Sacrifice going to give me an explanation about this?"
Bibidong said, looking at the figure in the center of the sacrificial hall with frosty face.
"Statement? What statement do you want?"
Qiandaoliu still sits steadily and slowly looks at the threatening Bibidong.
"Don't be silly. It's the duty of the Pope's Hall to awaken the Wulin and recruit people. Why did the Temple receive the news of this event at the same time? And the Guangling Temple, when can you interfere in the Wulin Zidian Temple?" Bibidong looked coldly at the Guangling, who frowned.
"Bibidong, don't use the subject to draw on it. When the people who worship the temple can't even decide the affairs of the Wulin Sub Hall, it's still a positive act. When to receive relevant information, you need to get permission from your Pope's Hall. Don't forget that the Wulin Hall is named Qian. Don't think that you are the owner of the Wulin Hall as the Pope. You don't deserve it."
Guangling is a loyal angel. Hearing Bibidong, she stood up directly and summoned the Wulin. She meant to fight if she didn't agree with him.
(Note: The hidden strength of Bibidong is only clear.)
In the face of Guangling's sarcasm, Biidong tightened his hand a few minutes while holding the scepter, but instead of answering Guangling's words, he looked at thousands of people and said, "This is what you promised me. I will become a religious queen and not interfere with the behavior of the pope's palace? Look at the meaning of Five Sacrifices. Is it best for me to abdicate?"
"You..."
Guangling wanted to say something, but was stopped by thousands of people waving.
Qian Daoliu looked at Bibidong for a long time, and then slowly said, "I see what you mean. You should be very clear about this incident. It was the people in the Zidian below who saw the news and dared not make their own decisions. As for Guangling's pacification of the people in the lower level, it should be a good thing for you."
"The things I promised you will not change. The Temple of Sacrifice remains the same as before and will not interfere with your behavior. Just do your thing well. I promise that similar things will not happen in the future."
"I hope you will not forget what you said today."
Seeing Qiandaoliu being soft, Bibidong's smile flashed away, and then turned around and walked out. Her intention has been achieved. With this sentence, her movements can be more relaxed.
Just as Bibidong was about to leave the sacrificial hall, the voices of thousands of people were heard behind her.
"Since this child is predestined by Guangling, he belongs to the Temple of Sacrifice. Besides, you can do it yourself."
Bibi stopped walking eastward for a second and didn't speak, but the sound of high heels was louder than before.
(Inner os: Bibidon: I am the Pope. Laugh)
"Big brother, Bibidong is going too far."
Looking at the light feather, the golden alligator sat down with a cold flash in his eyes, looked at the thousand streams and said.
There was silence in the hall for a while, and Qiandaoliu said again, "After all, she is Xueer's mother."
It was quiet for a moment, and thousands of people looked at the light feather that was still angry.
"Guangling, there is some truth in what Golden Crocodile said just now. You can take this child. Even if this happens, Bibidong will not cultivate him even if he joins the Wulin Hall. Also, don't let this matter irritate him. You should know how the soul master at the bottom is. His talent is not bad, and Xueer needs help in the future. He is a good choice."
With that, Qiandaoliu closed his eyes again, and the other worshippers looked at each other.
After a long time, Guangling finally calmed down, thought about what thousands of people had said, left a sentence of "go out and turn around", and got up and walked out of the hall.
"He won't go in person, will he?" The lion looked at the golden alligator and uttered a word.
"It's better if he goes. He can't sit still. Let's just relax." The golden crocodile said uncertainly.
At this time, in Tiandou City, Salas was still waiting in the intelligence room for news from Wuhun City.
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Three days later, the Wulin Hall in Notting City did not receive any news. Matthew has fallen into deep self doubt. Did he not report his news? It shouldn't be. In fact, Xiaoli's Wulin is not valued by the senior management, but it is also born with full soul power. It is not the abandoned Wulin like the Blue Silver Grass before.
And Han Li, who has been waiting at home for news, can't sit still. The situation is far from what he expected. Even if he doesn't succeed in his fight, it shouldn't be like this. Is the inborn full soul power so worthless?
In order to meditate, he forced himself to enter the state of meditation, and at the same time determined a new plan in the bottom of his heart, waiting for four days at most. After more than a week, no matter what the reason, he will go directly to the Seven Treasures Coloured Glaze Sect. This is the best choice he has left after weighing the advantages and disadvantages.
Suddenly, Han Li in meditation frowned, and his body felt a chill.
He resolutely withdrew from the cultivation state. When he opened his eyes, a strange face appeared in front of him, less than a fist away from him.
Unconsciously, he put his hands on his body, fell back, rolled, and half knelt to look at the position just now. At the same time, two machetes appeared in his hands.
"Not bad, but not very alert. Kid, I heard that you specifically asked to add that line of labels?"
A pondering voice sounded in the room, and Han Li had a chance to look at people.