Chapter 58 I seem to see my own shadow

Although Mengyuan was attracted by the three parties.

But this did not stop him from starting anew and founding the Holy Spirit Church.

Don't be afraid of ten thousand in everything, just be afraid of the eventuality.

Meng Yuan would feel uncomfortable every day Bibi Dong, a crazy bitch, didn't have a leash.

As long as she is alive, she is the biggest threat to this continent. A crazy love brain, especially a love brain with the potential to destroy the world, is the most terrifying.

Bibi Dong's logic and behavior are completely incomprehensible and unpredictable in Meng Yuan's eyes.

You don't know when you touched Bibi Dong's lightning point. Meng Yuan relied on Wuhun to be very keenly aware of the malice emanating from her body.

Using various bad excuses to prevent Mengyuan from joining the Wuhun Team is the best proof.

Mengyuan wouldn't be surprised if Bibi Dong killed him one day.

That's why he was so eager for the second soul skill that could save his life, and he even went so far as to break into the core of the far north to hunt soul beasts for use as martial arts rings. Fortunately, although that trip was dangerous, it was also full of opportunities.

Only after acquiring the life-saving magic skill did Mengyuan gain the capital to make waves.

Once he loses his life inexplicably, he will immediately put on his vest and open a trumpet, make the Holy Spirit Church bigger and stronger, and create trouble for Bibi Dong.

Meng Yuan always likes to plan what to do when facing the worst ending.

Of course, what he had to do now was to write a letter to his cheap sister Lingyuan Douluo and Dugu Yan to show that he had arrived in Tiandou Imperial City.

After that, there are two teachers waiting for me here.

Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo were very concerned about hunting the third soul ring, and they said they would go to the Star Dou Forest to help Mengyuan hunt together. Mengyuan was embarrassed to live up to the expectations of the two teachers.

It's not impossible to wait for a while.

Then he wrote a letter to his little pen pal Ning Rongrong, telling her that he would live in the Imperial City for a while and that she was welcome to come and play with him.

Building a good relationship with the little witch is conducive to his development.

Mengyuan's Holy Spirit Cult has two routes.

The first is the elite upper-level route, which mainly erodes the Star Luo Empire where the strong are supreme.

Star Luo nobles who would do anything for power would like the teachings of the Holy Spirit Cult very much, but Tiandou, on the other hand, could not accept the Holy Spirit Cult due to the influence of Wuhun Palace over the years.

The second grassroots route is to select the remaining soul masters from the Wuhun Palace. These people are the true believers of [Underworld]. As for how to support these grassroots personnel, Meng Yuan is still thinking of ways.

These believers are very important, and the beliefs they provide are related to Meng Yuan's future.

Meng Yuan is only responsible for the development of the Holy Spirit Religion.

The detailed planning is the job of Prince Xue Yue, an old conspirator.

In the upper-level route, the recruitment of members mainly follows three principles. The first is to have great ambitions, the second is to have innate soul power of at least level six or above, and the last is to have a certain degree of power.

Ning Rongrong, a young rich woman, is Mengyuan's most ideal partner. In the future, the Qibao Glazed Sect will provide resources to the Holy Spirit Sect, and the masters cultivated by the Holy Spirit Sect will be used by the Qibao Glazed Sect. One is bright and the other is dark. Over time, sooner or later, they will be able to compete with Wuhun Palace.

Why not use the power of the Tiandou royal family?

Because this will lead to confrontation with Wuhun Palace in advance.

Qian Renxue would never allow herself to practice the Holy Spirit Cult under her nose.

At this time, the butler Sang Bo knocked on the door and said: "Master, His Royal Highness is here."

Qian Renxue?

Meng Yuan raised his eyebrows, this prince was really well informed.

He knew it as soon as his front foot reached the back foot.

In the reception hall.

Prince Xue Qinghe was holding a tea cup and blowing the hot air from the tea, his posture was very dignified and elegant.

"Brother Xue, long time no see!"

Mengyuan had a habitual fake smile on his face.

And Xue Qinghe's face also showed a smile that made people feel like spring breeze: "It's been a long time indeed, little brother Meng."

"When I heard A'ke talk about the dangers you encountered in the Far North, I feel extremely scared just thinking about it now."

Mengyuan began to be wary, was he trying to test something?

Sure enough, Xue Qinghe's second sentence was: "Oh, my poor Emperor Xue Yue died directly among the claws of the soul beast."

Mengyuan didn't answer.

Xue Qinghe raised his eyebrows, then continued to smile and said, "I heard that the principal of Tianshui College is your mother."

"I don't have a mother."

The cold tone, combined with the complicated eyes, instantly resonated with Xue Qinghe.

Like, it’s so similar!

They are all young geniuses. Their father died young and they were raised by their grandfather. Their relationship with the person whom I don’t want to call is so stiff. I seem to see my shadow in him... Have I ever pretended to be strong like this?

Meng Yuan's expression, which was 30% real and 70% fake, was meant to resonate with the fake prince.

Qian Renxue's favor is very important to him.

A trace of strong sympathy flashed in his eyes, Xue Qinghe couldn't help but touched Meng Yuan's head, and then said with emotion: "Little Meng has grown up in the blink of an eye. I still remember the first time I saw you, you just arrived. I'm here."

As he said this, Xue Qinghe made a gesture between his legs.

Xue Qinghe walked into the small courtyard with his hands behind his back: "Actually, people have to learn to let go... don't let these unpleasant things occupy your heart for a long time."

Mengyuan couldn't help complaining in his heart: You can't even do this yourself! Look, this is starting to make me feel emotional.

"Brother Xue..."

Xue Qinghe turned around, with that perfect smile still on his face: "Okay, let's not talk about this unpleasant topic for Meng. Maybe we can talk about the Soul Master Competition first. Meng has not joined the martial arts. Soul Palace Team?"

Meng Yuan pretended to regret and said: "His Majesty the Pope will not allow it because he is afraid that I will steal the spotlight from her disciples. Isn't it just that I want Hu Liena to firmly sit on the throne of a saint so as to pave the way for becoming the Pope."

Meng Yuan used the image of Tong Yan Wuji to deliberately tease Qian Renxue's extremely sensitive and fragile nerves.

Sure enough, relying on the ability brought by Wuhun, Meng Yuan could feel that the mood of the person in front of him suddenly became extremely different.

Xue Qinghe forced himself to smile and said: "Since the Wuhun Temple is not willing to let you join the Wuhun Team, how about you form one yourself? I plan to suggest to my father to let Mr. Meng take over the Tiandou Royal Academy. Brother Meng, you can definitely fight We are competing in the name of Tiandou."

"You know, not everyone in Wuhun Palace likes the powerful Pope."

"If you, little brother, win the championship, you can unseat that saint at all costs."

Xue Qinghe almost gritted his teeth when he mentioned the word saint.

Obviously, her hatred for Hu Liena is not ordinary.

Through the passive skill of the eye soul bone, Meng Yuan could see the resentment almost condensed into substance on Qian Renxue at this time.

Tsk tsk, the battle plan was successful.

Only when Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong fight fiercely can Mengyuan maximize the benefits of fishing in troubled waters.