Douluo: I am going to be invincible

After clearing his thoughts, Qianyang thought of a way to deal with it.

That is, pretend to be stupid!

Act like you don’t know anything and tell the truth.Anyway, now it is the light form Seraphim spirit, and Qiandaoliu has not seen the previous fallen angel spirit, so he doesn’t know what it is like.

Qian Yang plans to get away with it!

"Fortunately, the old man who awakened the martial spirit didn't follow me this time. Otherwise, if the old man saw the appearance and aura of the fallen angel's martial spirit, even if it turns into a bright form now, it would only create more suspicion."

"I just don't know how long this first soul skill can keep my light-form Seraphim martial soul alive?"

Qian Yang closed his eyes and felt it.

"Let me go, it's permanent!"

Qianyang swallowed.

This means that he does not need to pretend, he is aboveboard, he will be the light attribute Seraph Martial Spirit from now on!

"In this case, I'm afraid I won't be able to use my fallen seraph spirit anymore. After all, the potential and combat power of the light attribute seraphs and the dark attribute seraphs are about the same, and using the dark form seraph spirit will only Get yourself into trouble.”

"Well, it's time to meet the old man." Qianyang thought for a while.

Qian Yang left his hut, which was the house Qian Daoliu bought for himself in Wuhun City.At that time, Qian Daoliu said that if the useless martial soul was awakened in the future, Qian Yang would be expelled from the martial soul hall and take back the Qian surname.And this small house is compensation for Qianyang.

Qian Daoliu is the great enshrinement of the Wuhun Palace, and he currently lives deep in the Elder Palace to the west of the Pope Palace.

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"Old man, I'm back!"

As soon as Qianyang entered the room, he saw an old man sitting cross-legged.

The old man has long gray-white hair hanging down behind him, his back is straight, and his white holy clothes are inlaid with golden patterns, exuding a sacred and peaceful atmosphere.Although his face is old, it feels like his whole body is exuding strong vitality!

After Qianyang entered the room, he sat down very casually.He crossed his legs and looked like a kid.

Qian Daoliu ignored Qianyang's unreasonableness. Firstly, he was used to it. Secondly, if Qianyang awakened the useless martial spirit this time, he would pay a price for his unreasonableness.

"What martial spirit has been awakened?" Qian Daoliu opened his eyes, and a sacred golden light flashed in his eyes.

"Martial spirit, old man, the martial spirit I awakened is a bit similar to yours." Qian Yang said

"Ok?"

"The deacon said it was a mutated angel spirit, a black seraph, but after I awakened and summoned the spirit again, it turned into a golden seraph spirit." Qianyang showed a confused expression.

Qian Daoliu frowned when he heard Qian Yang's words, and an overwhelming pressure came from him.

"Boy, although I gave you a thousand surnames, that doesn't mean you are qualified to joke with me!"

"What kind of martial spirit have you awakened? If it's not a top-notch martial spirit, then don't use your surname Qian anymore!"

Qian Daoliu originally saw Qian Yang's extraordinary talent and natural power and thought Qian Yang was a face, so he adopted him and took him with him. If Qian Yang didn't have this talent, there would be no need to live.

After all, even his son didn't dare to call him old man!

Although Qian Daoliu did not release the soul power pressure, he just drank Qian Yang and felt unprecedented pressure. His bones creaked under the pressure, as if they were overwhelmed.

As if instinctively, a divine golden light shone from his body, and an angelic spirit with three pairs of wings suddenly appeared on Qianyang.

Holy, brilliant.

This Seraph Martial Spirit was automatically released when Qianyang was under strong pressure!

"How is it possible... how is it possible..."

Qian Daoliu finally lost his calm expression when he saw this familiar martial soul.

It's hard to believe what kind of impact can make a level 99 peerless expert lose his temper like this.

"That's right, it can't be wrong..."

"You are indeed a Seraph Martial Spirit..."

"But how is this possible... Could it be..."

Qian Daoliu hurriedly grabbed Qianyang's arm and asked, "Boy, have you seen your father! What is his name and what does he look like!!"

Qianyang felt a sharp pain in his arms, as if he was being held tightly by a pair of vise, and he grimaced.

"Well... I have never met my father, but I remember my mother said that my father was the most powerful and handsome man in the world. My mother also seemed to have said what kind of emperor my father was?"

Qianyang tilted her head and pretended to think.

"The Pope! It's the Pope, isn't it?"

Qian Daoliu asked suddenly. At this time, this old man had completely lost his previous might and calmness. All he had was panic and expectation, hoping that Qianyang would agree with him. There was even some mist in the eyes of this legendary old man. .

"Uh... yes, that's right, it's the Pope. My mother said that my father is the most powerful soul master in the world, and she also said that I must become as strong as my father in the future!"

A trace of determination flashed across Qianyang's face, as if he was serious.

Oh, my damn acting skills!

"It can't be wrong, it can't be wrong!"

"I'm just telling you why I had an unusually warm feeling when I first met you. It's unmistakable. You are definitely my son Qianxun's biological son! It was because of this kind feeling that I gave you Qianxun. surname."

"This must be the blessing of the God of Angels, to preserve the bloodline of our Qianjia, so that our Qianjia can devote themselves to the true God from generation to generation!!"

Qian Daoliu now looks at Qianyang with eyes full of excitement. Those eyes are looking at his descendants, which is completely different from the indifference before.

"Forehead…"

Qian Yang was speechless. He didn't expect it to go so smoothly. Qian Daoliu's brain power was very powerful.

"No way, old man, why did you suddenly become my grandfather? Are you taking advantage of me?"

"You brat, you're absolutely right! Only our Qian family can possess the angel martial spirit. Your kid is definitely my grandson. He's not running away!"

"Okay, although you haven't spoken to me a few times in the past few years, I am very grateful to you for bringing me to this Wuhun Palace. In fact, I have already regarded you as my grandfather."

"Boy..." Qian Daoliu's eyes turned red.

Oh, my damn acting skills!

"By the way, kid, you said you awakened as a black seraph at first and now you have turned into a golden one?" Qian Daoliu asked.

Qian Daoliu thought of the disgusting aura he felt before.

"Yes, didn't I say it? The deacon said it was a mutated angel martial spirit, but when I summoned it again, I felt a sacred power wash over my body, and then my martial spirit became what it is now. ." Qian Yang replied.

"Could it be that the divine power is really the blessing of the true God, making your martial soul that had mutated in a bad direction change back again?" Qian Daoliu said to himself.

"..."

"Boy, oh no, Mr. Sun~, do you want to move here to live with grandpa and me now? The house I gave to you now seems a little unworthy of your status. Now if you continue to develop smoothly, you may be a powerful force in the future. The position of Pope of the Soul Palace is yours!"

"Well, it's better not to give it up. My little house is quite comfortable," Qian Yang said.

He also has a second martial soul that cannot be exposed. If he lives with Qian Daoliu, he will inevitably find some clues about it.

"Okay, it's close anyway. Grandpa, if I miss you, I can just go find you, haha."

Qian Daoliu's wrinkles were so happy that they almost turned into a chrysanthemum. After all, no matter who knew that he had no queen, it would be impossible to remain calm.

As for why Qian Daoliu was so easily convinced that Qian Yang was his grandson without much doubt, it was because the Qian Family were all loyal believers of the God of Angels, and only the Qian Family would be favored by the God of Angels. Selected as God's spokesperson in Douluo Continent.

In other words, only people from their Qian Family will possess the Seraph Martial Spirit.

"Boy, since you have recognized your ancestor and returned to the clan, I will give you a good introduction to our Qian family."

"We Qianjia are the spokespersons chosen by the great God of Angels in Douluo Continent. Each of our martial souls are Seraphim martial souls, and we are all innate with level [-] full soul power. By the way, you should be the same, kid. Right?" Qian Daoliu asked.

"Well, yes, the deacon also said that my soul power is the same as that of the previous pope." Qianyang looked innocent.

"Haha, you should call me father. By the way, you also have a sister named Qian Renxue. She is a Seraph Martial Spirit like your half-mother. She is ten years older than you and is now 16 years old. She is now We are performing a secret mission for Wuhun Palace." Qian Daoliu said.

"oh oh…"

Isn't it just to be an undercover agent? I know that, and I also know that my cheap sister is destined to fail. However, in the original work, Qian Renxue is ten years older than Tang San, and she is also ten years older than me. Doesn't that mean that I am the same age as Tang San?

"Ren Xue's mother is the current Pope of our Wuhun Palace, Bibi Dong. And you should be the illegitimate son left behind by your father's affair."

"Your father was the last pope, but six years ago...your father, my son Qian Xunji, was killed by a titled Douluo named Tang Hao because he hunted a 10-year-old soul beast for the Wuhun Palace."

Qian Yang noticed that Qian Daoliu had only hatred in his eyes when he talked about Tang Hao, but when he talked about Bibi Dong, there was a trace of murderous intent in his eyes!

"The old man should know that Qian Xunji was killed by Bibi Dong, but for the sake of Wuhun Palace and Qian Renxue, Bibi Dong cannot kill him to avenge my cheap dad." Qian Yang thought secretly.

"Because your father died unexpectedly and didn't know or didn't have time to tell me about your birth, so you were raised by outsiders for three years."

"It's been three years. Fortunately, you were picked up by someone from a small village, and I met you and brought you to Wuhun Hall. We are now able to recognize each other. It's truly blessed by God!"

Qian Daoliu looked sad.

"Boy, I know you won't be able to accept it for a while. You should go back and rest first. In a few days, I will hold a ceremony for you to recognize your ancestors and return to the clan, so that everyone will know that there is no one in my family! Haha!" Qian Daoliu! said very excitedly.

There’s nothing I can’t accept, the script is all under control.

"Okay, old man, I am indeed a little confused now, so I will go back and digest it first."

After saying that, Qianyang turned around and left.

"Don't tell me that you are a little confused, I can't believe it..." Qiandaoliu looked at Qianyang's back and murmured,

"Son~"

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