The Eternal Saint Master of Douluo

After arranging the things to prepare before leaving and the things that need to be done after returning, Mo Wen returned to the previous rhythm of life.

Get up in the morning and practice for an hour, then make breakfast, eat with Liu Erlong, and then go to class to listen to lectures or write Confucian and Taoist classics, cultivate one's health, and indulge Qing Yi willfully.

After several comfortable days in a row, Mo Wen even made a special trip back to the orphanage. If the old dean hadn't come to sell the orphanage, he wouldn't be where he is now. He would come back at the beginning of every month.

The old director was also very pleased. The appearance of a genius completely changed the fate of a group of children. Now the orphanage has changed its address, there are more people, and the conditions are better. They can eat three meals a day. The seasons have changed. There will also be new clothes when the time comes.

Faced with the enthusiasm of his brother and the children, and looking at the childlike smiles in front of him, Mo Wen made up his mind to protect these smiles, create a society where the elderly are supported and the young are supported, and completely eliminate the nobles who gave him paper money. Sweep into the trash.

On the fifth day after returning, an invitation was sent to the Holy Path Advanced Soul Master Academy, and Ning Qing handed it to Mo Wen.

The invitation was white with gold decorations, and the symbol of the Tiandou royal family - the swan - was painted on it, and there were five words written on it - the Prince's Apprenticeship Banquet.

Holding the invitation, Mo Wen smiled. After waiting for a long time, he finally waited for today. He was going to have a good meeting with the tiger and wolf king who killed his younger brother tomorrow.

Differences in traditional concepts have led to differences in national concepts. For example, the Star Luo Empire legally killed brothers and sisters, while the Tiandou Empire caused uproar when it killed two younger brothers. The younger brother has since embarked on the road of preaching, learning and singing, and has never looked back.

Mo Wen really wanted to ask if Xue Ye was dying. Xue Ke would never produce anything in the future, so he was so angry.

The image of the emperor was passed down from the nobles to the common people. There was no direct contact channel. All rumors were released by the nobles, forcing Xue Ye to make a choice, attracting strong support for the prince, and completely establishing the country's situation.

The Emperor of the Star Luo Empire has a high level of cultivation and can afford to wait. Even if his son is not good enough, he can still be reborn.Xue Ye is already old and has low cultivation and cannot afford to wait. Maybe the old man has to wake up several times a night and has no one to take care of him in the harem. He also hopes that the old man can go to heaven as soon as possible.

Now this apprenticeship banquet is Xue Ye's last stubbornness. I gave you the power, not you snatched it. You have to understand that your father will always be your father.

As a new star to support this side, Mo Wen will definitely gain Xue Qinghe's attention if he appears at this time. The old minister is Xue Ye's veteran, and it will get in the way over time. Young people have young people's ideas, and the top priority is to pry into this idea. , adding bricks and mortar to it.

At the same time, Qian Renxue, the fake Xue Qinghe who was staying in the palace, the true number one genius in the mainland, and the twenty-level innate soul power, also received an urgent report from the Wuhun Palace. When he saw that the signature was Bibi Dong, His Highness the Crown Prince said... I didn't even think about taking a look at it, I just wanted to throw it into the trash can and humanely destroy these two things together.

"Ahem, young master, if you are tired, why don't you ask me to read it for you." As the bodyguard of Qian Renxue, the enshrined head of the Wuhun Hall who enshrines the Qiandao sect, the Array Douluo is under a lot of pressure. Why can't he be replaced? What's the name?

Disgusted, disgusted, and unable to joke about the information, Xue Qinghe threw the envelope to Douluo the Array, and sat behind the table with a thoughtful look, pretending to be serious.

After checking the sealing wax on the letter and the detailed information on it, Douluo tore open the envelope, used his soul power to block the sounds in the room, and read solemnly, "A letter from the third elder pope of the Pope's Palace, Congratulations to His Highness Xue Qinghe for successfully becoming a disciple of Ning Fengzhi. We will always remember His Highness’ contribution to the great cause of Wuhun Palace.

We have sent the mixed poison to the Wuhun Palace in Tiandou City. His Highness can send someone to take it out. Just put ten grams into the food every day. Each dish is the same and divided into three types. It can be tested individually to be non-toxic and mixed. It turns out to be a chronic poison.

Now that His Highness's position is stable, he should get rid of Xue Ye and Xue Beng as soon as possible and completely eliminate the Xue family's inheritance.When His Highness ascends the throne, it will be the time when our Wuhun Palace will unify the continent.

For the sake of the great cause of Wuhun Palace, Your Highness, please be patient, do not act too hastily, and carry out the plan step by step.

In addition, if there is Mo Wen in the guest list of the Apprenticeship Banquet, please pay more attention to His Highness. The talent of the 11-year-old soul master is only slightly inferior to His Highness. He is quite thoughtful at a young age. He joined the Qibao Glazed Sect a few days ago. Not small.

This man will definitely approach His Highness at the banquet. Your Highness will be asked to pay more attention to him and observe him carefully. If he can be won over, he will be attracted. If he cannot be controlled, he will be eliminated as soon as possible. Any changes to the plan will not be tolerated.

On the day when His Highness succeeds, we will drive in person to welcome and celebrate His Highness.You can also leave a lasting mark in history and be admired by enough people.

On the third day of May, the three elders of the Pope's Palace paid their respects. "

"Hmph." Xue Qinghe didn't have a good impression of the old immortals who helped Bibi Dong. The whole letter he wrote was just about congratulations. He had no idea of ​​respecting her as the master of Wuhun Palace. He was like a traitor.

He didn't want to see the old man again, but he still agreed with the wisdom of the three old men. Taking out the guest list from the drawer, Xue Qinghe looked at it carefully and found that Mo Wen's name was indeed included in the list of entourage of the Qibao Glazed Sect.

When the name of the 11-year-old Soul Lord resounded throughout Tiandou City, she sent people to recruit her, but later she could only say nothing about it. Unexpectedly, she actually joined the Qibao Glazed Sect and fell into the eyes of those three old men. This world is really It's too small.

"Elder Ayurveda, what do you think of this person Mo Wen?" After thinking for a while, Xue Qinghe wanted to hear other people's opinions. For many things, it was better to pool ideas.

Just after destroying the secret letter and dispersing the ashes, Agaricus Douluo recalled the recent messages he received and replied, "Young Master, this person is very extraordinary. News came out from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect a few days ago that this son He was able to make soul tools and made a set of soul guidance armor for Liu Erlong of the Holy Path Advanced Soul Master Academy.

With this set of armor, Liu Erlong defeated Yuluo Mian, who was a Soul Douluo, with one move.Moreover, on the day when the Holy Path Advanced Soul Master Academy was unveiled, many nobles sent paper money. Mo Wen, this kid, seemed to have a bad reputation among the nobles who claimed to be masters.

According to my investigation, the leader of the paper money delivery is that fool Xuexing. This is also an opportunity to at least guarantee that he will not stand with Xuexing in the future. Apart from Xuexing, he can only choose us. "

"Is there such a good thing?" Hearing Prince Xuexing's steady performance, Xue Qinghe almost laughed and couldn't help complaining, "Has this old guy Xuexing used his luck to save Dugu Bo for so many years? . I always only look at the immediate profits and don’t know about long-term investment. The old losers lead the young losers. They are really a bunch of losers.

Since he has a special skill, let's win over this Mo Wen. He wants to become my subordinate, but it's not easy. "

Early the next morning, the palace began to arrange the venue for the evening, and the location was chosen to be the Swan Hall, the Hanhai Pavilion behind the main hall of political affairs.

Emperor Xue Ye, who was sitting on the throne, felt aggrieved. He used the apprenticeship banquet as an excuse to let Xue Qinghe not have to go to the morning court, but to stay in the palace and prepare for the evening banquet. The whole process was handled by the people from the Crown Prince's palace.

Hearing this notice, Xue Qinghe happily went to take a bath, dismissed the maids around him, and happily came to the natural hot spring in the Taiwong Palace.

Taking off the cumbersome palace clothes, Xue Qinghe relaxed his mind and observed the surroundings. There was no one in the hall, and he could only hear the sound of spring water flowing out. Heat was rising in the pool, and the huge night pearl illuminated the entire hall.

After getting into the pool and leaning on the polished stone, Xue Qinghe also removed the masking effect of the soul bone and revealed his original face.

Exquisite facial features, long blond hair, and snow-white shoulders are exposed. The two breasts are quite large, and half of them are exposed due to the buoyancy.

He breathed a long sigh of relief. It can be said that this is the time that Qian Renxue enjoys the most. He has been lurking for more than ten years. There has never been a day as comfortable as today. He battled wits and courage with Xue Ye. From the beginning of fear to the present Fighting against each other, starting from today, we can really stand up.

Letting the water wash over her delicate skin, Qian Renxue narrowed her beautiful eyes and enjoyed the rare victory. If there was any day that was more comfortable than today, it would be the day when she ascended to the sky on a snowy night and ascended to the throne.

Lifting a snow-white arm in the pool, admiring her stunning body, Qian Renxue was deeply fascinated by herself, thinking silently in her heart that she didn't know what kind of man could have such a perfect woman.

The name Mo Wen suddenly came to mind. He was an 11-year-old soul master with incredible cultivation. He was said to be handsome and gentle, and he could also click on the technology tree. It was a powerful alliance.

Startled by her own thoughts, Qian Renxue quickly shook her head, threw these things out, sprayed foam on her flawless white body, and began to clean her body.

At night, Mo Wen put on an ink-style robe, tied up his hair, put on a platinum hair crown, inserted it with a red sandalwood hairpin, tied it around his waist with white silk, and then tied the non-attack hairpin The belt covers the outside.

After standing in front of the mirror and checking his own image, Mo Wen nodded with satisfaction and walked out of the room.

Liu Erlong had been waiting outside for a long time. Dressed in a plain white robe, he gracefully came to Mo Wen, stretched out his green-white jade fingers to straighten his collar, and said softly, "Don't be too rude if you go to the banquet. I'll wait for you at home." good news."

With warmth in his heart, Mo Wen nodded vigorously. Tonight is an opportunity to reach the sky in one step. He needs to go all out to leave a deep impression on Xue Qinghe, otherwise he will have to take a more difficult road, "Sister, don't worry. Well, apart from not letting you worry for a while at the beginning, didn’t I take care of you later? Hahaha~”

"Smelly brother." When he was poked at the point he was concerned about, Liu Erlong laughed angrily and was about to hit Mo Wen.

Mo Wen ran away with a smile and walked outside gracefully. Ning Qing had been waiting for a long time. Looking at the bodyguard in front of her, she immediately stopped smiling and looked at Ning Qing solemnly. Her words were no longer as close as before. "Brother Qing, let's go."

Not caring about Mo Wen's attitude, Ning Qing also put on an emerald green robe today, walked up behind him, and responded, "Okay."

They got on a carriage specially provided by the Qibao Glazed Sect, with the logo of the Qibao Glazed Sect printed on it. The material and space of the carriage were much larger, and Mo Wen and Ning Qing did not feel crowded at all when they sat in it.

After the two of them were seated securely, the driver waved his whip, and the two white horses pulling the cart kicked up their hooves and galloped through Tiandou City.

When the carriage approached the side entrance of the palace, the road became crowded. He raised the curtains and Mo Wen looked at the noble men outside indifferently. He didn't know which of them had sent paper money yesterday, but he didn't hesitate to despise them whether they had sent them or not.

They couldn't let the carriage go any closer, so Mo Wen and Ning Qing got off the carriage and stood in the crowd and started lining up.

One with strange clothes and the other with a muscular body, the two stood out among the crowd, attracting whispers from the people around them.

Not caring about the opinions of outsiders at all, Mo Wen kept his gaze straight from beginning to end. His clothes were exactly what he thought of as "Emperor Yang", and he looked more elegant than those nobles wearing gold and silver.

When she arrived at the side door, Ning Qing stepped forward and handed over the invitation in two copies. One copy was handed in at the door and the other in the banquet hall.

"Elder Mo Wen and Elder Ning Qing of Qibao Glazed Sect, please welcome. Please follow this palace maid, she will take you two to the banquet hall." The steward at the door took the invitation, checked the authenticity, and arranged A palace maid led the way.

When the nearby nobles heard Mo Wen's name, many of them looked unhappy.

The strange look in his eyes was immediately noticed by Mo Wen. He didn't even know what the other person looked like when recruiting others, but he was filled with jealousy. He also had a curse word in his heart that he didn't know whether to say or not.

"Two elders, please follow me." The palace maid, who was lightly applying makeup, walked up to the two of them, turned around and began to lead the way.

After passing through the corridor decorated with lights and colorful decorations, lanterns placed every three steps illuminated the road clearly. Mo Wen couldn't help but sigh, it was indeed a big event for the two biggest wealthy people in the Tiandou Empire. It was so luxurious and the battle was so fast. Comparable to big festivals.

Mo Wen was very agile when he dodged two idiot nobles who bumped into each other on purpose. After practicing the Six Illusions of Phoenix Dance, it would be too embarrassing to be hit by a wine bag and rice bag. In his heart, he admired the two people who made trouble. This was to fight His face was the same one that slapped the prince and Qibao Glazed Sect.

Ignoring this kind of intellectual behavior, I followed the palace maid and walked all the way. It took about 10 minutes before I arrived at the entrance of Hanhai Pavilion.

There was a long queue again, this time everyone was obviously holding something in their hands, and a loud voice stood beside the steward at the door with a strong voice, "Prince Xuexing's Mansion, a pair of jade bis as a gift!"

Mo Wen didn't expect to receive gifts for such a grand event. He turned to look at Ning Qing and asked in a low voice, "Do we need to send gifts?"

Ning Qing nodded without saying a word, and had no intention of taking out anything. He held it like a pole.