Signed In For 40,000 Years In Douluo

Chapter 45 The Pope’s Order

“Teacher Wu Hao, the creation of this cultivating class is very effective, and the students have begun to cultivate hard.”

Flander said to the side.

“Only desire can force them to work hard, and those who can finally come out are truly qualified.”

Wu Hao dragged his head with both hands.

“Can you really become a god?”

Flander’s eyes were a little lost.

“It is possible to succeed, but it is very difficult. Only when you reach the ninety-level limit of Douluo, will you have a chance to break through and become a god.”

Wu Hao said calmly.

Flander heard that the whole person had collapsed, and the whole person looked like he had grown a few years old.

“It seems that becoming a god is destined to miss me.”

Flender sighed.

“Since becoming a god has nothing to do with you, why can’t you cultivate gods? The Shrek Seven Devils are very good seedlings.”

Wu Hao patted Flender on the shoulder and said.

“Yes, I can cultivate God.”

There was a hint of fiery in Flander’s eyes, which was unprecedented fiery.

“Next I will stay at Shrek Academy and teach them every day.”

Wu Hao left a word before leaving the room.

The figure flashed back to Wu’s house, where Wu Long and Yan were waiting for him.

“Father, are Wu’s guards enough?”

Wu Hao looked at the old man in front of him and asked.

“Enough, hundreds of soul masters, especially those with a very high rank.”

Wu Long nodded and said.

“Zhang Shanhe, come out.”

Wu Hao said to the air.

A black figure appeared in front of several people, kneeling on one knee in front of Wu Hao.

“My lord, please tell me.”

Zhang Shanhe is shining and shrewd.

“How many people are there in the secret door now.”

Wu Hao asked.

“After several years of training and absorption, the secret door has a total of three hundred and sixty-five people, two titled Douluo, ten soul Douluo, fifty soul sage, 120 soul emperor, and the rest are all It’s a young disciple below the soul emperor.”

Zhang Shanhe reported accurately.

“Father, now how much Tiandou Empire’s industry has been controlled.”

Wu Hao asked.

“Several cities have been occupied by our Wu family’s properties. The Tiandou Empire accounts for a full five percent, and it is already the largest family outside of the imperial family.”

Wu Long proudly said.

“Continue to develop with this trend. If there are things that are not going well, you can use this. This is given to me by the Great Xueye. He said that it can represent his identity and should eliminate a lot of trouble.”

Wu Hao took out the token given to him by Emperor Xue Ye.

“This is the emperor’s order!”

Wu Long said in surprise.

As the head of the Wu family, he has been running around for so many years, and he can see at a glance what this token is.

“I don’t know what it is, it’s of no use to me, take it.”

Wu Hao threw the token to Wu Long.

“I can’t ask for it. It’s because you are an emperor to have this token. Isn’t it a crime for me to deceive the emperor.”

Wu Long refused.

“The monarchs you are talking about are all your son’s students. What’s so terrible.”

Wu Hao said decisively.

Wu Long had to accept this token. I have to say that this token can solve a lot of trouble for them, but there are also many dangers that come with it, but Wu Hao is no longer dangerous in this danger.

“By the way, a woman came to you yesterday and said it was your friend.”

Wu Long said suddenly.

Wu Hao looked at Wu Long with some confusion, his friend, he didn’t have any friends.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Wu Long stood up and walked towards the door.

“Girl, are you here to find Wu Hao?”

Wu Long opened the door, looked at the person in front of him, and said quickly.

“Yes, is he home?”

A cold voice came out.

“It’s a coincidence, he is inside, come in.”

Wu Long said with a smile.

The woman at the door was taken aback for a moment, and followed Wu Hao in.

The woman was dressed in a purple dress, and she was not too ostentatious.

“How did you come?”

Wu Hao asked suspiciously.

The person here is Bibi Dong who separated three years ago.

“This trip is three years, and I can’t find out if you are confident.”

Bibi Dong said lost.

“If you have something to say quickly.”

Wu Hao snorted coldly.

“Don’t be so tempered, I have saved your life somehow. After our Martial Soul Hall decided, I want you to be the Elder of Martial Soul Hall.”

Bibi Dong is straight to the point.

“Elder? I’m not interested. I might be a little interested in being a pope.”

Wu Hao smiled.

“It’s not impossible. If you want me to give you the Zen position, you have to take down the Elder Hall first. The old guys inside disagree.”

Bibi Dong chuckled.

“Forget it, whoever loves it, wants to tie me to the thief ship of the Martial Soul Hall, I think too much.”

Wu Hao waved his hand.

“If you just have the power of Elder, you don’t have to do Elder’s things.”

Bibi Dong said eagerly.

“Well, I have a condition, and if I agree, I will agree.”

Wu Hao thought for a while.

“You said, I promise you everything I can do.”

Bibi Dong said seriously.

“I want the Martial Soul Hall to support the Wu family with all my strength, and your Pope’s order to give me envoys.”

Wu Hao smiled slightly.

“No problem, I promise you.”

Bibi Dong said without hesitation.

“Take it, then.”

Wu Hao stretched out his hand.

A token appeared in Bibi Dong’s hand. On this token, there were six patterns consisting of a sword, a hammer, a crown, an incomplete human form, a dragon, and a chrysanthemum.

When the two hands were in contact, Bibi Dong’s hand deliberately grasped Wu Hao’s hand, and then let go after Wu Hao glared.

“Father, here you are.”

Wu Hao threw the pope’s order to Wu Long.

“Ah, I can’t ask for it. If you are stolen or robbed, it will be finished.”

Wu Long quickly refused.

“Since Wu Hao gave it to you, then you can take it. This token is only six in the entire continent. Anyone who holds this card has the prestige of the Elder of the Martial Soul Hall. It is more like the presence of the Pope, no one Dare to openly declare war on our Martial Soul Hall.”

Bibi Dong said coldly.

“Okay, it’s okay, let’s go, let’s go.”

Wu Hao waved his hand to see off the guests.

“Shooting me away in such a hurry, okay, but you need to come and participate in the Elder canonization ceremony. This is always the rule.”

Bibi Dong reminded.

“Got it, let’s go.”

Wu Hao nodded.

Bibi Dong stood up with confidence after hearing this.

“Remember to miss me, I will come to you again.”

Before Bibi Dong left, there was such a voice.

“Son, who are these people.”

Wu Long looked at Wu Hao in surprise.

Just from the conversation between the two, and this token, he already knew the identity of the woman in front of him. Pope Bibi Dong in the Martial Soul Palace was the most precious person on the road.

“There is cheapness that doesn’t take the bastard. Why don’t you give it to the door?”

Wu Hao said calmly.

“You have such a thick-skinned face, you deserve to be my son, then where do I put these two tokens.”

Wu Long said with a smile.

“Let Zhang Shanhe hold it for you. He has been by your side to protect you.”

Wu Hao pointed to Zhangshan River.