Douluo: The junior sister of Jian Zong is a saint in Wuhun Hall

He can't lose anything to the juniors. Even though his character is extremely playful, he still wants to save face.

Light Ling Douluo thought uncertainly.

Anyway, if Ye Ling'an were a titled Douluo, he wouldn't even talk to Ye Ling'an, it would be too embarrassing.

It's so shameful that these old guys have spent decades not being able to practice as well as these young people.

Anyway, Guang Ling Douluo regards himself as an elder and is unwilling to lose to his juniors in cultivation.

Hearing this, Ye Ling'an gave him a helpless look, "Uncle Guangling, you are really just a child."

Ye Ling'an couldn't laugh or cry about Guang Ling Douluo.

Light Ling Douluo is a little childish in his innocence and a little lively in his maturity. He is a person whose appearance is completely opposite to his age.

His youthful appearance really fits his mental age, but not his physical age.

Although Light Ling Douluo is over eighty years old, he is still a child in Ye Ling'an's eyes.

Su Yingchu is only eighty-six years old this year, one year older than Guang Ling Douluo.

So in terms of seniority, Wuhun Palace is really chaotic. Ye Ling'an was the child of Ye Yujing and Su Yingchu when they were in their sixties.

The higher a person's soul power is, the more difficult it will be for his children to have children. The union of two titled Douluo gave birth to a daughter. This could be said to treat Ye Ling'an like an eyeball.

"I'm a child? You're going to get beaten if you say that." Light Ling Douluo chuckled, his delicate face full of smiles, "I told you that you are no match for me now. Listen to me."

"Oh."

Ye Ling'an gave him a faint expression in response.

"It's so boring, just like your father. Why did Yingchu blindly fall in love with your father in the first place? I can't understand it, hey." Light Ling Douluo sighed deeply, "Anyway, now you and I come over."

Ye Lingan glanced around and found that there was no one here, so he knew that this was the work of Light Ling Douluo.

Light Ling Douluo came prepared and was waiting for her here.

Ye Lingan actually knew very little about Guang Ling Douluo, but he still gave Guang Ling Douluo face.

Ye Ling'an followed the Light Ling Douluo calmly. The two of them shuttled through the various palaces, passed the Elder's Hall, and came to a blue palace with traces of frost.

This palace was incomparable to the Pope's Palace, but Ye Ling'an immediately guessed that it was a private palace dedicated to Qingluan Douluo.

Yes, Wuhun Palace covers a huge area. In order to give the seven major worshipers the best treatment, they built their own palaces directly on this mountain in order to keep their hearts.

Let me ask you, wouldn’t you sacrifice your life to be loyal to a force that treats you as family?

The Spirit Hall may not care about low-level soul masters, but it cannot ignore the feelings of titled Douluo.

This is the top combat power in the entire continent, and it is also the foundation for a force to gain a foothold.

"I've brought you here. If you have anything to say, just say it." Light Ling Douluo said with an indifferent expression. He sat leisurely on the steps of the palace, dangling his feet gently.

Those white boots with blue light look particularly cute.

Light Ling Douluo was dressed very conservatively, but his good figure could be seen. Not everyone is a muscular man, there are also handsome men who are as slender as bamboo and look like clouds in the sky.

Ye Ling'an's eyes met Qingluan Douluo's, and there were different expressions in the same blue eyes.

Qingluan Douluo is a handsome man with short cyan hair. He looks like he is only in his thirties, but he still looks very young. In fact, he is over eighty years old.

Just because he looks young doesn't mean he is young.

Although that handsome face can charm many people, his heart is really cold.

"You have been to the Elder's Hall before, but it was all business." Qingluan Douluo's cold voice sounded, "I have never found the time to meet you."

"You are Yingchu's child, a direct bloodline of Qianjia in Wuhun Palace... I have a good relationship with Yingchu, you can call me Uncle Qingluan."

Ye Ling'an was stunned for a moment, her blue eyes flashed with confusion. Before she could speak, she heard Qingluan Douluo's words.

"I have watched Yingchu and Guangling Douluo grow up. There is only a few years difference between us. We are brothers and sisters." Qingluan Douluo said slowly, "It is a pity that what happened back then has not been revealed. Help her."

"If Ye Yujing was still alive, I wouldn't want her to be so sad. Fifty years have passed."

"More than fifty years ago, Ye Yujing expressed his feelings to Su Yingchu. More than fifty years later, things have changed. Time flies so fast. When you were born, you were still a little girl who couldn't even cry. Now, She has grown into a slim girl, and her soul power has reached Contra. This talent far exceeds that of your parents, creating a unique record in Wuhun Palace, and she is the most outstanding genius in Wuhun Palace in the past ten thousand years. .”

Qingluan Douluo shook his head, he could still recall the details from more than fifty years ago.

Perhaps, life is always unpredictable.

The favored are always lost.

"So Uncle Qingluan and Uncle Guangling specially invited me here this time to talk about this?" Ye Ling'an said extremely calmly.

With a thought, her expression instantly returned to normal, as if her previous confusion was just an illusion.

She is not affected by external factors and is an extremely calm person.

"Not at all."

Qingluan Douluo paused, "I called you here today to test your ability."

"I heard from Mo Ying and No. 1 Yayun that your ability to withstand stress reached the level of Soul Saint seven years ago. Now seven years have passed and your cultivation has reached the level of Soul Douluo. There is no doubt that your ability to withstand stress is It has reached an extremely terrifying level, and even Mo Ying cannot calculate what level it is."

"Just to test your ability to withstand stress?"

"No, there is still your martial arts test."

Qingluan Douluo's words confused Ye Ling'an, and he immediately looked at Qingluan Douluo with doubtful eyes.

"Your father's martial spirit is Tianyinqin, which is an extremely special martial spirit. It does not appear in the awakening of the martial spirit as an ordinary martial spirit, but is an inherited martial spirit that exists in one's own bloodline." Qingluan Dou Luo's voice was much louder than before, and complex emotions appeared in his blue eyes, "There are many kinds of martial arts in the world, and martial arts also have various classifications, but the world doesn't know that among ordinary martial arts On top of the soul, there are also god-given martial souls and bloodline inherited martial souls. God-given martial souls require specific rituals to be awakened, which is why your martial soul needs a second awakening. Bloodline inherited martial souls belong exclusively to this The martial spirit of the bloodline. Only people with this bloodline can awaken this martial spirit, and they must go through specific rituals to awaken it."

"It's not that your mother doesn't know this, Mo Ying has already guessed it, but they all chose to remain silent because your god-given martial spirit is too powerful. Now that this martial spirit has awakened, a second one appears. Martial spirits are more harmful than beneficial to you, so they choose to remain silent and pretend that this martial spirit has never appeared. The cultivation of twin martial spirits is extremely difficult. No one will choose to practice it unless necessary. That’s why they don’t want to say anything.”