The true king of Douluo

Chapter 195 The truth comes to light, the great saint of the past is the holy Buddha today

The crowd was agitated, and amid the roar of the mountains and the tsunami, few people noticed that Luo Jiutian left in a hurry when no one was prepared.One hundred thousand soul masters were eagerly anticipating the battle in one month. Only Qian Renxue looked at the direction where Luo Jiutian disappeared in a daze.

If grandpa hadn't lied, that direction was the place where she was born, the place where her father forced her mother, the place where her mother was tortured, and the place where she was abandoned without mercy.Luo Jiutian rushed there in a hurry?

After a while, Qian Renxue seemed to have come back to her senses, her expression turned livid.

Xiu's feet shattered the floor tiles, Qian Renxue cut through the space, turned into a silver lightning, and flew towards the inheritance place of the Angel God towards the back mountain of Wuhun Palace. If she remembered correctly, there was a man with gray hair and beard there. What an old man.

Guarding the classics and documents of Wuhun Palace for a lifetime, recording the spring and autumn of Wuhun Palace.

Biography for every pope, saint, and saint in Wuhun Palace.

She had to find an answer and deduce an answer from the clues: Why was Luo Jiutian more obedient and dismissive than Bidong Bai before leaving Wuhun Hall at the age of six; but when Tiandou participated in the soul master competition, he and Tiandou Bibi Dong'en breaks all ties!

What happened in these six years!

Since Luo Jiutian has been a holy son, there must be records!

The golden beam of light shattered the underground wall. Amid the smoke and dust, a woman with disheveled hair was chained to the ground by four long iron chains. She smiled sarcastically and cursed: "Yueguan, you are the one who committed the crime above. damn thing!"

"Are you here to kill me on behalf of that rebellious bastard?"

She is none other than Bibi Dong. She has not been seen for seven days. She is even more haggard and vicissitudes of life than when she was just deposed.After all, Wuhun is the only way to practice in Douluo Continent. Bibi Dong, who has lost her Wuhun, is nothing more than the wife of a wealthy family.

However, the arrogance and ridicule between his eyebrows cannot be erased or erased.

"Okay, I shouldn't have given him up to you to raise!"

She suppressed her emotions, and it could be heard that she was still trying to maintain her grace: "I should have killed you, a dead eunuch who is both male and female!"

No matter how much he maintains his dignity, he is already a prisoner, and his condescending words are stuck in his throat and he cannot say them out.No matter how hard he suppressed his voice, his voice became sharp: "It's pity that I, Bibi Dong, have encountered unkind people in my life. Teachers and disciples are all the same, and they are all the same!"

It's full of self-pity, like venting, like a jar has been broken.

"Pa!" A loud slap echoed in the secret room.

Ju Douluo Yue Guan pinched Bibi Dong's snow-white neck with her orchid fingers, and her nails painted with pink nail polish scratched bleeding marks on her still charming but tired cheeks: "You said I am neither a boy nor a girl. Well, it doesn’t matter whether he’s a eunuch or not.”

The smile is as bright as the flowers in bloom: "The emperor who will unify the continent in the future was raised by me!"

His eyes were sharp, and a cold light suddenly appeared: "What's more, he has flown up to the nine heavens and transformed into a dragon. The dragon will trample its nest, and you are destined to be sacrificed."

He clenched his big hands and made purple marks: "I'm here to give you a ride. It's better than others, and it's better than leaving your body in the wilderness!"

However, at this moment, Ju Douluo suddenly noticed that there was a joy of revenge in Bibi Dong's eyes, and a smile that could not be concealed when seeing his enemy get retribution. Ju Douluo suddenly widened his eyes, thinking in his heart He turned around and swallowed.

With trembling hands, he grabbed Bibi Dong's wrist and took her pulse.

"Fortunately, fortunately, you're not pregnant, and he didn't do that, otherwise it would be really difficult!" After a moment, Ju Douluo threw Bibi Dong to the ground, but he let out a sigh of relief: " You don’t regret dying, but you can’t smear Jiutian even a little bit!”

After working with herbal medicines for many years, Ju Douluo is still very confident in his medical skills.

"The Ninth Soul Ability - Chrysanthemum Remnants, Wounds all over the place, Blossoms Falling Heartbroken!"

"Buzz!" Just when Ju Douluo's ninth soul skill was activated, a huge bell stood in front of Bibi Dong. A bell sounded, low and majestic, echoing in the secret room. Bibi Dong covered her forehead and cried out in pain. Falling to the ground, struggling among the bells.

Ju Douluo, on the other hand, stared at the giant bell carefully with his eyes widened.

In addition to the original chaotic, majestic murals full of demons and gods, this giant bell has three additional reliefs: one is a three-pointed two-edged halberd that pierces the sky, and the other is swimming in the vast sea of ​​​​stars, boundless. The silver dragon of the universe is another one.

A god in white robes and silver armor, wearing a black cloak, holding power in his hands!

"Jiutian, at this time, you should be the center of attention in the Great Soul Fighting Arena!" Ju Douluo asked, suppressing his curiosity.

"I will really lose her completely if I don't come here." Luo Jiutian nodded slightly and looked at Bibi Dong who fell to the ground, showing no emotion or anger.

"I knew that you were picked up by Bibi Dong, but you were raised by me." Ju Douluo looked like he suddenly realized:

"You burned the so-called former pope in front of everyone, but in fact you imprisoned her in private."

"Jiutian, you can't make the same mistake as Qian Xunji!" Ju Douluo became more anxious as he spoke:

"Qianxun Ji was supposed to be the eternal master of my Spirit Hall, but unfortunately he was obsessed with this woman and died in the Star Forest in order to obtain a spirit ring for her. As a result, our Spirit Hall was leaderless and handed over its millennium foundation to others!"

Luo Jiutian's face was gloomy and gloomy, hesitation flashed in his eyes, and he forced a smile:

"Uncle Yue, I know you do it for my own good, but I have to keep her."

"Let her watch me cut Yu Xiaogang's body into thousands of pieces, crushing his bones and scattering ashes."

"This way of death is too cheap for her."

With that said, Luo Jiutian pulled Ju Douluo out of the secret room, leaving Bibi Dong alone, staring at the ceiling blankly.As soon as Ju Douluo came out of the secret room and came to the back of the Pope's Palace, he couldn't wait to confirm: "Were those two sentences just now your true words?"

Luo Jiutian slowly sat down on the papal throne: "You saw it."

Ju Douluo sighed and explained: "During this period, your father entrusted me with dreams and asked me to help you get rid of the demons in your heart."

Luo Jiutian froze and said in surprise: "Huh? Are you sure that's my father?"

Killing Bibi Dong and letting him never forget it for the rest of his life was not like the style of his father who had been obsessed with Chang'e for thousands of years.

At this time, Ju Douluo also reacted belatedly. Looking at Luo Jiutian, who was more majestic and more otherworldly, he asked in surprise and confusion: "What happened to you in the past seven days that made you so temperamental?" Change?"

Luo Jiutian pondered for a moment, and then slowly spoke: "In the past seven days, I was beaten 49 times by a monkey holding an iron rod. My nose and face were bruised and swollen all day long, and I was stiff. That monkey even had a beautiful name. Teach me for my father.”

"But one thing he said is right, that is, Bibi Dong was supposed to have gone through a lot of hardships after killing Qian Xunji, tasted the bitterness and bitterness of the world, ascended to the position of pope, and finally achieved enlightenment before his death, leaving it to the world. A wonderful story.”

"A regrettable story passed down through the ages."

"But my appearance has accelerated, or in other words, eliminated many processes. I killed Qian Xunji, helped her ascend to the throne of the Pope, and fought for her, giving her too much leisure time to miss Yu Xiao. Just now, she has experienced less than half the ups and downs."

"There is no shackles from the Rakshasa God, and I am no longer keen on losing all my status."

"Of course, she won't be the one in my heart, the proud and bullying Bibi Dong."

"Now she is more like a stupid woman who can't live without Yu Xiaogang."

Ju Douluo listened quietly, and after a while he said helplessly: "This monkey thinks a little deeply."

Ju Douluo: MMP, this monkey is too nosy, Bibi Dong is better off dead!

Luo Jiutian looked at Ju Douluo's face and said tentatively: "So the monkey suggested that I keep her by my side as another test..."

Ju Douluo was anxious and said earnestly: "What good is a woman over 40? Are you really hopeless?"

"Yeah, what's good about a 40-year-old woman? If something happens, she can't look back." Luo Jiutian licked his lips and tapped the armrest of the Pope's throne with his slender fingers: "Yu Xiaogang is her favorite, Qian Xunji is what she hates the most, so who am I?"

"I used to have a knife in my hand, but now that this knife wants to become the master, she will definitely find it hard to accept..."

"You! e=(′o｀*))) Oh! If I had known earlier, I would have joined forces with the Great Elder to kill Bibi Dong when you were a child!"

"What about your current strength? Can you suppress those arrogant and powerful generals?" Unable to defeat Luo Jiutian, Ju Douluo asked the question he was most concerned about.

"That monkey, to be precise, it was a monkey wearing a cassock. He didn't seem to have much malice. He beat him down with a stick. Instead, he opened up my eight meridians and stimulated part of my potential. The three great martial arts spirits I had lost ." Luo Jiutian pointed at the ancient clock above his head:

"When the last stick fell, it was imprinted on this bell!"

"Moreover, inside the bell body, I have received two major inheritances."

"The four great martial spirits are harmonious and harmonious! This monkey is very skillful!"

This is equivalent to Tang San staying in Yuexuan for two years after experiencing the Killing City, honing his skills.And Luo Jiutian took a shortcut with the blessing of the big iron rod, and at the same time cultivated the three lost martial spirits again, and mastered them more thoroughly.

It is also equivalent to the immortal who lost his magic power cultivating it back, but I don’t know why this person helped him...

At this time, Luo Jiutian was thinking about the message that the person left when he left: "I have changed from the Monkey King to the Fighting Buddha, and your father has also changed from the True Lord Erlang to the God of Justice. We have integrated into the rules. It’s hard to break it! We can only place our hope on the next generation!”

"I hope you won't live up to the ancient emperor's reputation!"

"Little guy, your cousin Chenxiang is my disciple, but it's a pity that he has a father like Liu Yanchang..."

"One year, we will give you at most one year to let you..."

Luo Jiutian came back to his senses, and changed the subject with Ju Douluo, talking about interesting things from his childhood. On the other side, in the ancient room covered with spider webs, among the piles of moldy and yellowing files and classics, he sat leisurely There was a weak old man with white beard and hair.

"It's time to come!" The old man raised his lips.

"I want to check the files, the files on Luo Jiutian's time as the Holy Son!"

??Well, in Yangzhou, it is a bit inconvenient and delayed. Please understand.

?Next chapter, fill in the hole, fill in the hole that has disappeared for six years

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(End of this chapter)