Chapter 701: What is it like to face more than a hundred elders at the same time [6000 words]

On the other side, the Holy Monarch smiled and welcomed the return of the two.

Although there was still some pain from the injuries on his body, it did not affect his happy mood.

No matter what, it is always a joyful thing when your child wakes up and recovers.

Looking at Qian Chaoguang, who looked a little strange, and Huo Yutong, who was in an excited mood, the Holy Monarch strode forward.

The tall man opened his arms and hugged the two brothers and sisters: "Hahahahahaha! Children, welcome home! I hope you can come back safely, but Tianhu and I can't be of much help."

"Don't say that. Ancestor, you and Senior Tianhu have been of great help!" Huo Yutong showed a sweet smile, "Without the guidance of Ancestor and Senior Tianhu, I'm afraid my brother would still be sleeping now!"

Qian Chaoguang continued to be confused: "Old Ancestor? Xiaotong, what is going on? Are there things you haven't told me?"

The holy monarch who let go of the two couldn't help but ask: "Xiao Yutong, didn't you tell Chao Guang about his life experience? He doesn't know yet?"

Huo Yutong scratched his head and whispered: "A lot of things have happened during this period, and we haven't had time yet."

Seeing the conversation between the two, Qian Chaoguang looked extremely stunned and asked tentatively: "Then what...I...I am not really Qian Renxue's son, am I? Don't scare me."

Hu Liena interjected: "You can rest assured, Qian Renxue cannot have any heirs. I personally watched her kill herself after walking into the Angel Temple. The entire Douluo Temple and the Angel Temple sank into the ground together. I don't know. How deep.”

Bai Chenxiang on the side speculated: "Were there any branches of the Qian Family in Wuhun Palace living outside at that time? Could Chaoguang be a member of the branch? Or the descendant of the illegitimate son of a certain generation of Angel Family members?"

The Holy Monarch immediately shook his head: "It's impossible. The Angel Family is completely bound to the Church. You also know the previous history. Before the two empires appeared, the entire continent was under the protection and rule of the Church. There was no way for us to branch out. In any sense.”

"As for the matter of illegitimate children or illegitimate daughters, it seems even more nonsense in the angel family." Hu Liena took over the words, "Children born in the angel family will definitely be seraphs, and the status of god-level martial spirits is An existence that cannot be shaken by any native martial spirit. If there are 'wild' seraphs, how can they be hidden?"

The Patriarch of the Noumenon Sect also speculated: "Is it possible that the martial soul has mutated? Don't you Shrek have some theory about martial soul mutation?"

"Without this possibility, the stability of god-level martial spirits is very important, and they will not mutate."

Qian Chaoguang directly rejected the speculation of the ancestor of the Noumenon Sect.

"According to the martial soul projection theory, the essence of martial soul mutation is that the martial soul itself is making trade-offs and iterations of its advantages and disadvantages, and exploring the best composition method that the host can bear."

"The Seraphim Martial Spirit has transformed to a perfect level. It does not need to be mutated or optimized at all. Its existence itself is perfect and possesses all the advantages of the Angel Martial Spirit."

"Just like the ancestor's original martial spirit, even if it is passed down to my teacher's generation, the two are exactly the same. It covers everything and has the advantages of all the original martial arts. It is the top-level original martial spirit."

Qian Chaoguang is right.

The Seraphim spirit has many functions such as flight, strong attack, agility attack, treatment, assistance, control, etc.

It is born with top-level spiritual power amplification and the unique sacred attributes of the martial spirit, and has a variety of development paths. It is a truly almighty martial spirit.

Except for the food soul skill Seraph Martial Soul, which cannot be mastered, it can do all the rest.

Even the degraded version of Holy Angel is one of the top martial arts spirits in the mainland.

One can imagine how powerful the original Seraphim Martial Spirit must be, which combines the advantages of all the angel martial arts without any shortcomings.

It is not an exaggeration to call it a perfect martial spirit.

Qian Chaoguang continued: "So this is why I am confused. If I am really a descendant of the angel family, why is my martial spirit just pure light and not a seraph? Theoretically, seraphs It is impossible for a martial spirit to mutate. My body is so strong that my martial spirit will never deteriorate."

Several people looked at me and I looked at you, and they all saw a little confusion in each other's eyes.

They had no idea what the martial soul projection theory was, and they didn't know how to answer Qian Chaoguang's question.

I just subconsciously felt that what the other person said seemed very awesome and made some sense.

The Holy Monarch probably understood part of it.

What Qian Chaoguang means is that the Seraphim spirit is so excellent that it is extremely stable and will not mutate.

As for what the martial soul projection theory is, the Holy Monarch is not clear about it.

But that's not important.

The Holy Monarch smiled and said: "It's not important what Chaoguang's true life experience is. Why his martial soul became like this is also not important. What's important is that the Angel Holy Sword confirmed that he is an angel. As a member of the family, that’s enough.”

Qian Chaoguang was stunned: "Does the Holy Angel Sword still have this function?"

The Holy Monarch nodded: "It will only choose members with the blood of thousands of families to recognize its master. Only those who are qualified to inherit the throne of the God of Angels are qualified to pick it up and use it. If you don't believe me, take that guy out and give it to Xiao Yutong. try?"

Qian Chaoguang immediately followed suit.

The result was that as soon as the Holy Angel Sword came into Huo Yutong's hands, it immediately changed from bright to dark, as if it had just been dug out of the soil after being buried for tens of thousands of years.

Not only that, it also continued to spread an unhappy mood to the outside world.

Qian Chaoguang could clearly feel that this was the Angel Holy Sword giving him face and forcibly suppressing his instinct of resistance.

If it were someone else

Oh, for example, right now, the founder of the Noumenon Sect just wanted to step forward and touch it.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the angel holy sword immediately broke free from Huo Yutong's hand and released a sword light to force him back.

It really doesn’t bring any face.

Qian Chaoguang quickly took this temperamental artifact back into his body.

The Holy Monarch said with a smile beside him: "Do you believe it now? The Divine Sword has a spirit. Although I don't know what judgment it is based on, I am absolutely right to believe it."

After thinking for a few seconds and weighing the pros and cons, Qian Chaoguang immediately bowed and saluted: "Junior Qian Chaoguang, pay my respects to my ancestor."

"Haha, you kid." The Holy Monarch laughed twice and waved his hand, "Let's go back first. The wind of rest is about to rise. Let's go back and talk slowly."

Soon, everyone returned to the Sigh Wall.

On the way back, Qian Chaoguang only felt a burst of liver pain.

What is this shit called?

If he is really a member of the Angel Family, then does his previous action of digging into the Douluo Palace count as stealing and digging up graves?

What he dug was his own ancestral grave.

It's true that I am very happy and filial.

But the problem is, I am obviously a time traveler, how come I have become a member of the Angel family?

Qian Chaoguang lowered his mind into his Dantian and tried to ask what the basis of the angel's holy sword was.

However, Angel Holy Sword gave them a firm reply - "Don't worry."

Qian Chaoguang choked back on the spot.

Before arriving at the Eternal Parliament, before the Holy Sovereign could open the door on the outer wall last time, a large group of undead souls emerged from the breath of death underground.

A rough count shows that there are at least hundreds of them.

Qian Chaoguang took a closer look.

According to the grading method Huo Yutong told him before, these undead are all above the king level, and they are all existences condensed with half-soul hearts, symbolizing the peak combat power of the Eternal Sleeping Kingdom.

If it hadn't been for what happened to Bibi Dong 9,000 years ago, coupled with the years of war, the number of people present today would probably have doubled.

Not only Qian Chaoguang is looking at them, they are also looking at Qian Chaoguang.

A group of handsome men and beautiful women surrounded the place, and they all had eyes that were so hot that they were about to burst into flames.

The leaders, Lord Huiyao and Lord Shengyan, did not look at Qian Chaoguang.

The two of them stared at the slightly uncomfortable Holy Lord, their faces full of resentment.

"Ancestor, this boy is actually the blood of our Lao Qian family, right?" Lord Huiyao asked expressionlessly.

The eyes of the Holy Word Monarch were extremely resentful: "Ancestor, we all saw it. That was our family's inherited artifact just now, the sacred glow released by the angel holy sword left by the first generation ancestor."

Another female monarch said faintly: "Ancestor, you have actually known it for a long time. You just want to leave us behind and face the Lord of the Forbidden Land alone, right? You are always like this."

The Holy Sovereign laughed awkwardly: "Haha. Hahahahahahaha, what do you all know?"

More than a dozen monarchs nodded in unison.

The large circle of people at the back looked at Qian Chaoguang with more eager eyes than the others, and they almost had the words "Come, let Ancestor have a look" written on their foreheads.

Lord Huiyao continued to say expressionlessly: "Since you, Yuyan, Ontology, and Tianhu were absent without permission, I hosted today's regular meeting to briefly discuss the next defensive measures."

"Ahem, what's that? You did a good job. The wind of rest is coming soon. Everyone go in and take a seat. Huiyao, you can arrange it." The Holy Monarch pretended not to see it and called to the Huiyao Monarch to organize on-site discipline.

This group of people followed the order and rushed in. At that time, the Eternal Parliament was completely packed. Many people moved their chairs from the upper conference room.

There's nothing we can do about it. For tens of thousands of years, Qianjia's Ultimate Douluo has never been broken.

Thanks to the characteristics of martial arts and the increase in divine examination, it is common for two extremes and three extremes to coexist in the same era.

After tens of thousands of years, even if only some people entered the Eternal Sleep Empire and were reincarnated as undead, the number was still extremely large.

Now, looking at this scene, which was similar to the three-party interrogation, Qian Chaoguang only felt his scalp numb.

Not because of stage fright.

mainly.

Everyone in this group of people in front of him looked familiar.

Although Qian Chaoguang didn't know what each of them was called or what their last names were.

But he could recognize their faces.

Didn't Qian Chaoguang resurrect a large group of undead angels from the Douluo Palace by digging graves?

Some of their souls are now sitting neatly in front of Qian Chaoguang, and the kindness and love in their eyes are so vast that it is difficult to measure them with common sense.

Those who had extreme cultivation levels during their lifetime were basically there.

For example, there were two female monarchs among them. Qian Chaoguang recognized them at a glance. They were the two stupid cats that harassed Di Tian all day long by the Lake of Life.

how to say

This sense of déjà vu is quite strange.

"Uh, what's that? Junior Qian Chaoguang, thank you seniors."

In the end, it was Qian Chaoguang who couldn't bear the embarrassment and stood up first to salute and speak.

As a result, before he could finish his words, the group below started to explode.

"Hey, why should you call your child senior? Ancestor!"

"The ancestors are too divided, please call me ancestor!"

"No, ancestor, that's the name for the sacred ancestor, are you using the right words?"

"Why don't you call me grandpa? Grandma? You really can't call me grandma, right? My child, are you thinking about it?"

"No, no, no, I have to say."

Many members of the Angel Family rushed to speak, and the scene fell into extreme chaos.

The only ones who could still remain calm were probably the three melon-eating trio who were happily watching the excitement with a small bench nearby.

The Patriarch of the Noumenon Sect, Bai Chenxiang, and Hu Liena were drinking a drink unique to the underworld in the corner, happily watching a large family quarrel with each other, with smiles on their faces.

The Kingdom of Eternal Sleep has been dead for thousands of years, and it has not been so lively and festive for a long time.

Qian Chaoguang and Huo Yutong looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

These ancestors of the Angel family are a little too enthusiastic.

In the end, it was the Holy Sovereign who stood up to stop this farce and concluded the matter.

Don't worry about things like seniority. From now on, except for him, everyone else will be called ancestors.

Everyone took the opportunity to make a lively noise for a while, and then they all turned their souls into virtual bodies and returned to their residences from the underground.

Now, only the Holy Monarch and the brother and sister were left in the underground conference room.

Qian Chaoguang squeezed his sweat and said with lingering fear: "My dear mother, these ancestors are too enthusiastic. Suddenly there are so many relatives, and I feel a little uncomfortable for a while."

"Sooner or later you will adapt." The Holy Monarch said cheerfully, "By the way, I have been wanting to ask Chaoguang, why can you still use soul power? And why do you only have a martial soul but no soul ring?"

"I exploded all the soul rings, more thoroughly than those of the Haotian Sect. Based on my own direct connection law, I probably returned to my original nature and changed the soul master system." Qian Chaoguang blinked, "As for the Why can I use my soul power here? I’m not sure about this question, maybe it’s because my soul core is special?”

The Holy Monarch did not ask for details, but asked again with some curiosity: "Exploded all the soul rings? This is interesting, and it does mean returning to nature. So what is your current level of cultivation? Can those soul rings be restored? What?"

Qian Chaoguang thought for a while and said: "In terms of realm, it's probably around level ninety-five. I haven't had time to understand the details yet. As for soul rings, I don't know. I still need to practice. .”

The holy monarch nodded slightly.

He turned around and dug out from the wall, and four wooden cups and a large bucket were taken out.

This hand used an extremely superb soul technique. It actually distorted the unique properties of the ancient tree to blur the material that was originally a solid body, and took it from the other side of the wall.

Such superb skills immediately amazed the brother and sister.

"Come on, I was pressed for time last time and didn't have time to give you a drink. Let's do it together this time."

As the Holy Monarch spoke, he removed the stopper of the large wooden barrel and poured out three cups of gray liquid with a crystal clear texture.

Just by taking a sip, you can feel an extremely fragrant aroma rising from your nose.

The moment Qian Chaoguang felt the smell, his expression became extremely strange.

He looked at the Holy Monarch in surprise.

The Holy Monarch did not speak, but just motioned for him to take a sip before speaking.

Without any hesitation, Qian Chaoguang picked up the large wooden cup in front of him and drank it all in one gulp.

The moment the gray liquid entered the mouth, a cool and refreshing feeling suddenly exploded in the mouth.

The strong carbonic acid stimulation and bubbles keep bursting, and the familiar slightly sweet, sour and strong aftertaste hits the root of the tongue and gums.

Even the sour feeling between the teeth was so familiar that Qian Chaoguang would never forget it in his two lifetimes.

This is the taste of Bing Kuo Luo!

Three hundred and thirty milliliters of delicious Feizhai Happy Water plus four large ice cubes frozen in the refrigerator. This was his favorite combination in his previous life.

Qian Chaoguang even burped after swallowing the gray liquid in one gulp.

He just felt that his mind suddenly became much clearer, and his thinking became sharper in an instant.

Huo Yutong also looked very surprised, but not as big as Qian Chaoguang's reaction.

"It seems there is some kind of hard-earned drink that you can't forget."

The Holy Monarch said as he smiled and poured another glass for each of them.

"This thing is the juice extracted from the wailing fruit of the twisted ancient tree. It has no taste in essence, but it can awaken the most desired drink taste deep in your soul and manifest it."

Qian Chaoguang looked at the liquid in the cup in surprise and asked in disbelief: "So, essentially, this thing is deceiving my soul? Incredible, no matter the smell, taste, or even the aftertaste, it is exactly the same."

"Of course, because this is extracted from the depths of your soul." The Holy Monarch smiled, "I used to call this thing Daydream Water. Later, Shengyan felt that the name was too vulgar, so I changed it to Huangquan Xianlu. .”

"It's really good."

Qian Chaoguang praised him, picked up the cup and drank half of it again.

He silently answered the second half of the sentence in his heart: I never thought that he would have the opportunity to drink Fat Mansion Happy Water again in his life.

"There are better ones, don't underestimate them."

The holy monarch raised his hand and injected a soul power into the underworld's fairy dew.

The smell of Huangquan Xianlu, which originally smelled like cola to Qian Chaoguang, suddenly changed into some kind of wonderful aroma that he had never experienced before.

He tried drinking it, and the taste was unprecedented.

"Is it different? This is the taste of a kind of fruit juice that has long been extinct in Douluo Continent. My sister and I often drank it when we were children." The Holy Monarch refilled the glasses for the two of them again, "As long as you make good use of the power of your soul, You can drink from it the taste of anything you have ever drunk, or it can bring out the taste of other people's drinks. Drink more, this stuff is good for the soul."

"Um, Ancestor, I've wanted to ask you just now. There are only three of us, why did you take four cups? And there is a fourth chair next to it."

Huo Yutong held the cup, biting the edge of the wooden cup gently with her teeth, and asked vaguely.

"Well, it's because there are four of us here, isn't it?"

The holy monarch laughed again, his piercing eyes looked at Qian Chaoguang, but his eyes were looking at the person behind him through his eyes.

"Fellow Taoist, what do you think if we come out together and explore the great road together? Give me a chance to personally thank you for your guidance and support for the younger generations of my family."

"Taoist friends. Taoist friends are friends who are walking on the same path. This word describes it wonderfully."

The old voice echoed in the Eternal Parliament, and a figure in gray robes suddenly appeared on the blank chair, saluting with both hands.

"Daoyou has keen eyesight. I wonder how you discovered me? With the strength of Chaoguang's sea of ​​consciousness barrier, even in my heyday, I would never be able to break through without him noticing."

"Hahahahaha, it's funny. It's not because I have sharp eyesight."

The Holy Sovereign poured Electrolux a cup of ambrosia.

"The Angel Holy Sword told me that his teacher resides in Chaoguang's sea of ​​consciousness, and the path he takes is highly similar to mine. I didn't expect that my Taoist friend is actually the body of a divine soul. This really makes me a little bit confused. Accident."

"Angel Holy Sword? Why do you keep talking about everything?"

Qian Chaoguang raised his eyebrows, and the angel holy sword immediately appeared in his hand.

The conspicuous light and color on the surface of the Angel's Holy Sword suddenly became introverted, and he immediately began to pretend to be dead, keeping silent about the current owner's doubts.

It really fulfilled what the Holy Sovereign said: This sword is very arrogant and has the same bad temper as his elder sister.

On the other side, after taking a sip of Huangquan Xianlu, Electrolux was already talking to the Holy Monarch.

The two sides were not even paying attention to the conversation, and they immediately began to discuss in full swing how to perfect the soul heart and truly upgrade it to a high level.

Just as the Divine Monarch is interested in the existence of Electrolux, so Electrolux is interested in the existence of the Divine Monarch.

Both sides followed the path of the undead.

Relying on his top talent in this area, the old Dharma God has reached the edge of high-level in less than ten years.

The Holy Monarch relied on tens of thousands of years of brainstorming with everyone to forcibly grind out a path of advancement.

They are also quasi-high-level existences. Due to their different cognitions and understandings, the two parties start from two completely different directions and move in the same direction together.

[Originally I planned to make it till the end of this month, but I was a bit busy yesterday and couldn’t figure it out.]

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