Douluo protects our spirit hall

Chapter 44 Rejecting Qian Daoliu

"How do you know?" Qian Daoliu asked with a puzzled face.

"My martial spirit told me." Ye Qifeng looked at Qian Daoliu.

"So that's how it is," Qian Daoliu said, "A Martial Soul that has reached the god level will indeed have information about the Martial Soul. After awakening, it will directly give feedback to the awakened person, which is the same as inheritance of talent."

After a short pause, Qian Daoliu changed his voice and asked:

"Ye boy, how about joining the worship hall?"

Ye Qifeng: "This..."

At this time, Qian Daoliu continued: "As long as you agree to join the hall of worship, power, status, money and wealth, cultivation resources, whatever you want, this seat can satisfy you."

But at this time, Ye Qifeng was not moved by Qian Daoliu's conditions. With his talent, these things can also be obtained from Bibi Dong.

So he remained silent, waiting for Qian Daoliu to continue speaking.

Qian Daoliu said again: "This seat can also let you be the holy son of Wuhun Hall, how about it? Would you consider it?"

"Holy Son?" Ye Qifeng was surprised, but this condition was a bit attractive.

To be honest, I was a little moved.

If he has the status of the Holy Son, it will be very helpful for him to do in the future in Wuhundian.

But Ye Qifeng thought about it, and finally decided to reject Qian Daoliu:

"Well, I'm so sorry, I already have my own heart. I'm going to join the Pope's Palace and serve under the Pope's seat."

Qian Daoliu's face froze when he heard the words, but he continued to persuade:

"Don't think about it anymore?"

"You have to know that the Hall of Consecration that I am in charge of is still higher than the Palace of the Pope. There are some things that the Palace of Consecration can give you, but the Palace of the Pope may not be able to give you."

Ye Qifeng still shook his head.

Seeing this, Qian Daoliu was helpless. He even promised the status of the Holy Son, but he still couldn't convince Ye Qifeng.

After thinking about it, Qian Daoliu decided to find another way, and said:

"You seem to know my granddaughter, right?"

"Yes." Ye Qifeng nodded and replied.

Qian Daoliu said: "Xiaoxue values ​​you very much. The books you have read in the past two years are all specially ordered by Xiaoxue to be sent to you by the library of the Wuhun Palace."

"And Xiaoxue has written many times asking for your information."

Ye Qifeng raised her head when she heard this, and was a little surprised. Since Qian Renxue left, she sent him a letter telling him that the fourth spirit ring had successfully absorbed a ten-thousand-year spirit ring, and then there was no news about it.

Unexpectedly, Qian Renxue was still paying attention to him.

Seeing this, Qian Daoliu said again: "If you can join the worship hall, Xiaoxue will be very happy."

"Do you think Xiaoxue is pretty?" Qian Daoliu suddenly asked at this time.

"Pretty." Ye Qifeng glanced at him, not understanding why he suddenly asked this.

The corner of Qian Daoliu's mouth curled up treacherously, and he said persuasively:

"Xiaoxue is also a god-level martial spirit just like you, with an innate spirit power of level [-]. I think you two are a good match. You join the worship hall, and I will match you two. How about it?"

"Huh?!" Ye Qifeng was startled all of a sudden, you said so much, do you want me to be your grandson-in-law?
He was a little speechless, and couldn't help complaining in his heart:

"Qian Daoliu, as expected of you, are you selling your granddaughter?"

"If you act like this, if Qian Renxue finds out, I'm afraid she will use a sword to kill me."

The corner of Ye Qifeng's mouth twitched, and said:

"Big priest, I'm still a child, only six years old."

"It doesn't matter, Xiaoxue is only five years older than you, just five years old, and for soul masters, it can be ignored."

Qian Daoliu smiled and said, "You may not know that in the Douluo Continent, the soul master's physical development will be greatly advanced due to cultivation. With your aptitude, it will take another six to eight years at most before the physical development will also develop." Ripe..."

"Stop, stop," the corner of Ye Qifeng's mouth twitched wildly, and hurriedly stopped him from continuing, "I'm sorry, great consecratory. I've thought it through, and I still choose the Pope's Palace."

"Actually, the Hall of Enshrinement and the Hall of the Pope are all Spirit Halls. Why should they be so clearly distinguished? They can serve the Hall of Spirits wherever they are."

"As for Xue'er, I would like to ask the priest to tell her for me, thank her for her care and concern over the past two years, and I will only repay her later."

"Also, let Xue'er pay attention to safety and protect herself. If I have a chance, I will visit her."

After finishing speaking, Ye Qifeng bowed to Qian Daoliu and saluted.

"Okay. Since you have already made up your mind, I won't force you."

Qian Daoliu was a little disappointed that Ye Qifeng was not able to join the worship hall willingly, but he was not easy to use force, and it would be bad if he aroused Ye Qifeng's resistance.

"However, this seat hopes that you will ensure that after you succeed in cultivation in the future, you will protect the foundation of the Wuhun Palace and not do anything that will damage the foundation of the Wuhun Palace."

Qian Daoliu's eyes became sharper, and he said, "Wuhundian will be handed over to Xiaoxue after all, you have to make sure that you won't stand on the opposite side of Xiaoxue in the future, and try your best to assist her and protect her. As long as you can do it , if you want to go to the Pope's Palace, this seat is up to you."

Ye Qifeng listened to Qian Daoliu's words, looked at his serious face, and thought, "Is this what Qian Daoliu really looks like?!"

Under Qian Daoliu's sharp knife-like gaze, he said seriously:

"That's natural."

"Wuhundian is also my home, and I will not allow anyone to destroy it."

"Xue'er, I will protect her too, and won't let anyone hurt her."

Even if Qian Daoliu didn't say it, he still wanted to do it.

From the moment Bibi Dong and Yue Guan brought him back to Wuhun City, he made up his mind:

Protecting our Wuhun Temple is an incumbent duty!

Qian Daoliu heard the words, his sharp eyes softened again, and he felt a little satisfied in his heart: "In that case, then you can leave, there are already people waiting for you outside."

After finishing speaking, Qian Daoliu turned around, faced the ten-foot-tall angel statue, and stopped talking.

Ye Qifeng bowed to Qian Daoliu again.

Then he shifted his gaze to the huge statue of an angel.

Ye Qifeng suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly. He had a feeling that there seemed to be something wrong with the angel statue. It seemed that there was a pair of unkind eyes behind him, watching everything in the worship hall with malice.

He thought about it, and it was very likely that it was something dirty in the sky.

Ye Qifeng walked out of the worship hall and came to the gate.

The feeling of being watched was gone in an instant.

He turned his head to look inside, his eyes faint: "It seems to be confined to the enshrinement hall."

"Your Majesty the Pope welcomes you."

At this moment, the ghost who had been waiting outside for a long time walked up to Ye Qifeng and said something in a low voice.

Ghost's whole body was shrouded in a large pitch-black hoodie, and his body exuded a cold aura all the time.

Ye Qifeng knew that this coldness was caused by the ghostly martial soul, not by him deliberately.

Because of the awakening of the god-level shadow martial soul, Ye Qifeng didn't feel much of the coldness, and didn't feel uncomfortable.

Ye Qifeng looked at the ghost, a little curious about his appearance.

It was rumored that the ghost's body was partly transformed into a ghost because of the martial soul, so he wore a big black cape all day long.

The ghost looks cold, unsmiling, and repulsive, but Ye Qifeng really likes ghosts.

Loyal, follow orders to the letter, and don't talk harshly.

Ye Qifeng appreciates such a person very much.

"Okay." He nodded to the ghost in response.

Immediately, the ghost supported Ye Qifeng with his soul power.

The two quickly flew towards the Pope's Palace halfway up the mountain below.

(End of this chapter)