Time Travel Douluo: The Eldest Lady Arrives

Douluo Hall is the tomb of all dead titled Douluo.

The Douluo Palace is located on the top of the highest mountain in Wuhun City. The entire building is simple and meticulous, and is as white as jade. Although it is far less eye-catching than the Pope Palace, it is actually the most advanced existence in Wuhun City.

May st, Labor Day.

Bah, it’s not Labor Day in Douluo Continent. Today is the day of Douluo Palace’s grand ceremony every five years.

The sky is emerald blue, the waves are swaying, the mountains are pleasant and green.

His Majesty the Pope took the lead, followed closely by the nine elders. They set up fragrant flower offerings and brocade rulers along the way. Whether they were titled Douluo or young soul warriors, everyone who went up the mountain to worship today had to climb up the stairs. You are not allowed to ride in a sedan chair, you are not allowed to ride a horse, and you are not allowed to use soul skills to fly into the sky...

Almost everyone in the city will participate in this grand ceremony, and due to the previous edict from the Pope's Palace regarding the selection of the Pope's direct disciples, more people will come to watch the ceremony this time. All forces close to Wuhun Palace have sent people. There are many juniors among them who look like they have extraordinary strength, and most of them want to give it a try.

Wuhundian Academy also formed a square formation to go up the mountain, but they were far away from the first echelon. Hu Liena stretched her neck all the way and did not see her idol. Instead, all she saw along the way were her competitors. She was excited and a little nervous. .

Chen Duyue smiled softly and said comfortingly: "We'll see you soon anyway, please be patient and don't be impatient, be patient and don't be impatient..."

However, as soon as the words came out of her mouth, she was surprised to find that her mood actually brightened up. The eldest lady, who was unwilling to be dragged out for an outing, now had the corners of her mouth rising uncontrollably.

We'll see you soon, and it'll be nice to see you...

Time has passed, I am afraid that Bibi Dong has forgotten who she is, and she may not be able to recognize her when they meet, so just take a sneak peek... The Buddha does not recognize the monk, but the monk still knows the Buddha.

"It's just Slow Sheep, you're too slow, that's why we'll fall behind!"

"Okay, okay, it's my fault. When you become my personal disciple, I will give you two big gifts, one to congratulate you and one to apologize."

Hu Liena liked hearing this, so she raised her tail and let her go.

After worshiping devoutly all the way, everyone finally arrived in front of Douluo Hall before noon.

In front of the jade-white Douluo Hall was a huge square, and the solemn atmosphere infected everyone who came to watch the ceremony. Even acquaintances only nodded and greeted each other, and no one made any noise.

Bibi Dong changed into the white and blue plain clothes of the ceremony today. Without wearing a crown, her long hair fluttered with the hem of the clothes. Under the hem of the clothes was faintly embroidered a flying crane, causing her neck to sing loudly and spread her wings to dance. The mountain breeze carried the dancing flowers, like a crane. Fly away with the fairy.

She stood alone at the highest point of the square in front of the palace, her eyes closed and her neck raised, waiting for the moment. She was clearly holding the glorious scepter in her hand, but it still seemed that she had not been contaminated by the world.

No one dares to come close, as if taking even one step closer would be blasphemy.

But a certain passerby still disturbed her. She raised her slightly closed eyes and noticed the belated arrival of Wuhundian Academy.

Although they all followed the rules, their youthful aura could not be concealed by the rules.

Bibi Dong has no doubt at this moment that someone will be taller than her in ten years, because the short winter melon in her memory is now standing in a team that is generally four or five years older than her.

What is inconsistent is her temperament, which is full of youthfulness, but more of a graceful, noble, mature elegance that is invisible. This sense of contradiction has been seen occasionally since she was a child, and it is even more obvious now.

Bibi Dong didn't know where she, a little girl, got her accomplishments from. She had already thoroughly investigated Chen Duyue's past. After searching, she found out that the Qibao Glazed Sect had picked up an orphan...

But immediately her elegance, nobility, maturity, and elegance disappeared... A certain excited and breathless fox hung on her body, strangling her and making her breathless.

At noon, the so-called climbing tower at noon, which means the peak of prosperity, the ceremony begins!

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"Today, we are following the legacy of our forefathers, and their benefits will spread far and wide... A single reign will last forever, and the fragrance will last through the ages. Although our achievements have been exhausted, our blessings are boundless. How great! Rest in peace! You still enjoy it!"

The ceremony lasted for a full three hours. After the heat of the afternoon subsided, His Majesty the Pope finally delivered his concluding speech!

The eldest lady didn't understand. She raised her hands and clapped as a conditioned reflex in her sleepy state...

Suddenly there was a snap in the quiet and solemn square. The discordant sound was so clear... Meng Sixi's beard behind him trembled in fright.

"...There are mosquitoes." Chen Duyue muttered without changing her expression.

This small episode did not affect today's progress. It only made Bibi Dong smile after turning around.

After the ceremony was completed, she turned around, walked back to the Douluo Hall, and sat down. Behind her, the nine elders of Wuhun Palace were also seated. There were ten titled Douluo present, which showed that they attached great importance to the selection of the Pope's disciples.

Hu Liena started to warm up, Xie Yue and Yan started to symbolically warm up, waiting to go back to water the cactus in a certain month.

Meng Si straightened his robe and it was time for him to appear.

"According to the previous decree issued by the Pope's Palace, in this competition, all those present today who are under the age of 15 can participate. Our Wuhundian Academy recommends several people to participate in the selection, and all applicants will draw lots for a one-on-one competition. ...The final winner can become the Pope’s personal disciple!”

"Brother, you are my fierce rival today." The little fox raised his eyebrows with a smile.

"I, I am also a strong enemy!" Yan stuck his head out.

"Although it's a lottery, it should separate us so that we won't have internal conflicts in advance." Xie Yue was relatively rational and touched the little fox's head, "If we meet in the end, go all out!"

These three are all soul masters above level 37 now. In terms of soul power alone, Xie Yue is naturally the strongest. However, there are always attribute restraints and differences in actual combat abilities between soul masters. If they go all out, who will win will be the winner. Easy to say.

Xie Yue, level 39, martial soul moon blade, attack weapon soul master.

Hu Liena, level 37, Wuhun Tianhu, control beast soul master.

Yan, level 37, is a martial soul flame lord and a fire and earth dual attribute battle soul master.

As soon as the three people stood in the square, Meng Sixi's raised beard showed that his position in Wuhundian Academy was saved today.

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Chen Duyue, level 29, Wuhunyue Yingui, attack weapon soul master.

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What the hell? I didn't sign up?

Hearing the dean read her name, the eldest lady suddenly ate the melon on herself.

"I signed up for you! Don't let you fall behind!" The little fox turned back and winked at her.

"...I can only say that your gift is gone!" Chen Duyue rolled her eyes and reluctantly moved into the field.

"Hmph, stingy!"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Chen Duyue always felt that a dissatisfied gaze fell on her from a distance... She frowned and looked around. The young people who came to the field were all in high spirits, and indeed a few of them were secretly looking at her. After all, compared to those three, she looked relatively weak.

It would be best to become the direct disciple of the Pope, but even if you can't, this is an opportunity to show off and hone yourself. There are many people present. As long as your performance is recognized, you can also win your own opportunity.

"Does the Pope have a favorite candidate for you?"

After the contestants were read out, the old guys at the presbytery briefly discussed a few of them with acceptable abilities, and also wanted to hear the opinion of the Pope himself.

Bibi Dong did not answer, but raised her hands to support her head as if tired. Various emotions that no one could see quietly bloomed between her lowered eyes, like grief and pain that could not be described in a thousand words.

The person I love...has never been mine.