Become the Archbishop from Douluo

Chapter 20 Apprenticeship!

With such a garden and such a scene, Leng Xiyue felt that if she was a painter or photographer, she would rather risk her life to try to record this scene. She can always hear people say that art comes from life, but she Without understanding art, she didn't understand the meaning of it at all, but now, she understood a little bit.

Everything is so relaxed and comfortable, you don't need to wear that complicated crown, grab a scepter that no one would want to hold in your hand all the time, and you don't have to keep a straight face all the time, with a majestic look, Sitting on the hard stool in the Pope's Palace, sitting for a whole day.

After taking off these burdens, she is actually just a poor woman.

Leng Xiyue is not surprised, if you can't walk into a character's life, you will never understand what kind of person she is, what she is carrying, and it is impossible to understand what she wants.

Seeing Javier's approaching figure, the maid holding the document reminded softly: "Your Majesty, Mr. Javier is back."

Bibi Dong raised his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face: "Javier, you are finally back, I have been waiting for a long time."

"Yes, His Majesty the Pope." Javier stepped forward quickly and knelt down on one knee. Leng Xiyue followed suit and saluted.

After saluting, Javier looked up at Bibi Dong, with a trace of helplessness on his face: "...Please pay attention to etiquette."

But Bibi Dong acted as if she hadn't heard, got up, put on her shoes, and walked slowly to Leng Xiyue, her gaze stayed on Leng Xiyue, "Get up, let me see you."

Leng Xiyue stood up, put her two small hands behind her back, she didn't dare to look directly at Bibi Dong, just peeked at it from time to time, with a submissive look.

Seeing this, Javier quickly said: "Your Majesty, this child is very afraid of strangers, probably because he was frightened after going through a series of accidents."

"Oh?" Bibi Dong raised her eyes, and heard the real meaning from this sentence: "A series of accidents? Javier, this is not your reporting style, that is to say, you don't know her origin?"

Although she was only wearing thin clothes that were similar to nightgowns, and she hadn't dressed up in any special way, Leng Xiyue could feel an invisible pressure spreading from a simple sentence, even if it wasn't for her. Said.

Hearing this, Javier knelt down again: "Yes, Your Majesty, I have sent someone to investigate, but the incident happened suddenly, and I am afraid it will take at least two days to investigate everything clearly."

"Okay, I see, you all go down, I will talk to this child alone."

"Yes." Javier stood up and went down with a few maids.

Seeing that there was no one around, Bibi Dong didn't put on the pope's airs, and squatted down in front of Leng Xiyue, looking at her cute little face, couldn't help but pinch her.

Once upon a time, her daughter was so cute, what a pity.

"Come on, there are no outsiders now, let me have a look at your martial soul."

"Okay." After hearing this, Leng Xiyue stopped being submissive, and as soon as she raised her hand, the white armor was attached to her body, and a yellow soul ring danced beside her.

As soon as he stretched out his hand again, a spiritual long sword appeared in his hand.

Looking at the armor on Leng Xiyue's body and the lightsaber in his hand, Bibi Dong was immediately overjoyed: "Little guy, I didn't expect that you are not only full of innate soul power, but also a super martial soul. I have found a treasure!"

"Super Martial Soul? Your Majesty, what is that?" Hearing such a new term, Leng Xiyue, who was a curious baby, raised her head and asked.

Bibi Dong stood up, paced back and forth, and while thinking about something, explained: "The so-called super martial soul is an extremely rare martial soul on the mainland, and the number of rare martial souls that appear in a hundred years is only a few dozen. Probably not twenty, to be exact."

"Martial spirits are divided into ten levels. Among them, the first to third levels are called ordinary martial spirits, which are extremely common things; the fourth to seventh levels are called high-level martial spirits. Creativity or strong destructiveness, one can comprehend one's own path from it above the sixth level, and the spirits of many elders in our Spirit Hall belong to this level."

"The eighth level is called the top martial spirit. The familiar Clear Sky Hammer, Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda and the like are all at this level. They each have terrifying abilities, and they are basically all victorious against the same level. Among them, those who have mastered it can fight against five without losing the wind, which shows that it is terrifying."

"And the ninth level is the Super Martial Soul. This kind of Martial Soul is extremely rare, and it cannot be reproduced in the form of a family. Currently, there are records that all of them are single-passed, such as the Seraphim and Seven Treasures left by the first Pope. The Seven Killing Sword of Liulizong Sword Douluo, and the Nine Hearts Begonia, who has always been elusive, may have one more you now."

"Then, His Majesty, where is the tenth level?" Seeing that Bibi Dong didn't intend to continue, Leng Xiyue asked hastily.

In the cultivation level of a soul master, there is a cake of becoming a god above the title Douluo, so the martial soul should also have the tenth level, right?
Not to mention level nine Martial Soul, Seven Killing Sword and Seraphim, a Nine Heart Begonia at the level of Soul Master has the ability to save all dying people, which shows its horror.

How strong should the tenth level be?

"Tenth level? At present, there is no Martial Soul that can be defined as the tenth level. This is actually just to give the Martial Soul a room to rise, in case one day it really appears that it is a level stronger than the ninth level. Martial spirit, but we haven't reserved the corresponding level, so it's ridiculous."

Bibi Dong smiled and said: "Even if there is, it is probably mutated from a ninth-level martial spirit, and the number of ninth-level martial spirits is too rare, and the mutation of a martial spirit is a one-in-a-million thing. It may take thousands of years. There can't be a martial soul that can be defined as a tenth level, but a nine-level martial soul that mutates into an eighth-level martial soul appears from time to time."

"So that's the case, thank you His Majesty the Pope for clarifying the confusion." Leng Xiyue said gratefully.

These things should be the most basic knowledge of the academy, or the first lesson for soul masters, but Bibi Dong is willing to tell her personally, it must be considered an honor.

"So, little guy, are you willing to worship me as a teacher?"

Leng Xiyue was very kind, and knelt down and kowtowed three times: "Master, please accept my apprentice's worship!"

"Master? It's quite a new word, but it sounds much more friendly than teacher."

Leng Xiyue raised her head and said in a serious manner: "The so-called master is not only a teacher, but also a kind existence like a parent. It may be a bit excessive for a disciple to call him this way, but when I saw the wise and powerful Pope, I was completely convinced. Now that I have the opportunity to worship you as my teacher, I can't help but say it."

As she said that, Leng Xiyue showed a sad look: "If the master is not willing, then the apprentice will still be called a teacher in the future."

"Of course I would." Bibi Dong immediately smiled when she heard it, who doesn't like to hear good words?
If it was an ordinary martial spirit, then Bibi Dong might not be so tolerant. However, if a genius with a super martial spirit and full of innate soul power can be cultivated according to the best standards, his future achievements will definitely be better than hers. Still tall, enough to compare with Qian Daoliu.

If she hadn't received the inheritance of Rakshasa God, she knew very well that she was no match for Qian Daoliu at all.

(End of this chapter)