Chapter 132: Bing'er returns home, Saint Han Li, and the sudden resurrection of the plane consc

The things that happened today were finally done.

But looking at the devastated scene in front of them, plus the previous movement, several people looked at each other in bewilderment.

Although this place is hidden, it is near Wuhun City after all, and it is inevitable to attract attention.

So, Qingluan stood up, and he used the wind blade to plow the surrounding ground again. Guangling on the side also understood his meaning, and added a few arrows, pretending that the two were fighting.

Anyway, after a series of operations, the valley was gone, and it was directly filled by the collapsed hills around.

And the surrounding areas of the valley also suffered. The trees were cut into pieces by the wind blades, and the ground was full of large pits blasted by arrows, completely covering up the previous traces.

Several people then returned to the city, and bumped into the Wuhun Hall staff who came to check the situation. They threw a sentence that the two were fighting, and continued to head towards Wuhun City.

As for whether those people would investigate again carefully or return directly, that was not their concern. Anyway, they had already given an explanation, and they didn’t care whether they believed it or not.

After returning to the city, Han Li and the other two tried the previous operation again in the next few days.

Han Li was busy again until they were able to stabilize quickly and there was no difference from regular practice.

There were many things in front of them. The first was that Shui Bing'er had to go home and get the second soul ring by the way.

She had only been a disciple for a short time, and there was no soul beast directly suitable for her in Wuhun City, but she did find out that there was a 4,000-year-old water-condensing flying phoenix in the frozen forest, which was just suitable as her second soul ring.

But the problem was that her current physique could not keep up. Han Li helped her refine whale glue these days to quickly improve her physique.

The second thing was about the martial soul fusion technique.

Han Li reported this to the worship hall as soon as he came back, and also took the two girls together to show the results.

The thing that gave him a headache also came from this, Qian Daoliu came to him directly.

You know, where is the most suitable place for Han Li's martial soul fusion technique? There is no doubt that it is definitely the angel army.

That is a lot of double-winged angel martial souls, and they absolutely believe in angel gods.

But both Han Li and Qian Daoliu knew that Han Li could not teach them for a long time, nor could he teach them for a long time.

Firstly, now is the best time for Han Li to practice, and he can't waste it.

Secondly, it is the Wuhun Hall, or the private army of the Qian family, and it is not appropriate to do so. This is not the same as Han Li's previous attempt to win over the worshippers.

Then, after Han Li taught them once, he decisively gave up.

And Han Li also deeply understood a truth, that people are different. Even Soul Saints can make mistakes frequently when he teaches them step by step, which shows that the relationship between talent and IQ is not positively correlated.

So, he is now biting the pen, racking his brains to think about how to come up with a simplified version of the three-step practice manual, so that the group of angels who only know how to praise angels can practice according to it.

As for the matter of the Xingluo Dai family that he had guessed before, Guangling told him that Qian Daoliu had sent people to investigate quietly, and he just needed to wait for the results.

In this way, half a month later, Qingluan left with Shui Bing'er, whose physical condition had temporarily reached the limit.

Han Li finally made a manual according to the elementary school Chinese language in his previous life, the kind that talks about pictures, and threw it to the Angel Corps, asking them to practice according to it.

Just when he finally breathed a sigh of relief, Guang Ling came back from the Worship Hall with a happy face.

The first sentence he said when he entered the door was: "Xiao Li, the matter of the Holy Son has been finalized. In three days, your new identity will spread throughout the continent."

"There won't be any ceremony, and what news will be announced."

Han Li subconsciously asked when he heard Guang Ling's words.

"Don't worry, the ceremony is very simple, not public, and will be held inside the Spirit Hall. At that time, you just need to attend and go through the formalities."

"As for your news, considering your age, only your name and spirit, the Ice and Fire Dragon Bow, will be announced to the public, and even your portrait will not be revealed. You can rest assured."

Guang Ling looked at his frowning apprentice and answered with some amusement.

Although Han Li chose to step forward, Guang Ling was still familiar with his temperament, and naturally helped him to get it done.

"Oh, that's good."

Han Li breathed a sigh of relief. He was still taking the high-level route, and he didn't want to be stared at like a giant panda by everyone when he went out.

"When the time comes, don't show your fear. Our dear Pope will help you to crown you."

Guang Ling winked at him and teased.

"That doesn't matter. If she embarrasses me in front of so many people, she will be the only one who can't get off the stage."

Han Li was not worried at all about this, and said with a normal expression.

"Tsk, it's really boring to chat with you."

Guang Ling tutted lightly and curled his lips.

"Okay, anyway, I have already notified you, you should prepare well, I have something else to do, so I will leave first."

"By the way, don't practice yet, someone will come to measure your height and physique and make clothes for you later."

Guang Ling walked into the yard before turning back to add a sentence.

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Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and in the blink of an eye it was the day to canonize the Son of God.

Guang Ling looked up and down at Han Li, who was wearing a gorgeous white and gold crown and had his hair neatly combed, and said with satisfaction: "Not bad, it still looks like that."

Han Li looked at Guang Ling who was still joking with him helplessly, and said: "Okay, Master, we should set off."

"Okay, okay, in a few hours, I should call you 'Your Highness the Son of God'."

Guang Ling turned and walked out, not forgetting to make another joke.

Han Li shook his head and said nothing, looking at the two women beside him: "Let's go, we will follow."

The square in front of the Pope's Palace.

At this time, most of the Wuhun Palace personnel in Wuhun City gathered here, except for those who needed to perform guard duties, basically all were present.

Some middle and low-level Wuhun Palace personnel were still whispering from time to time to guess what big things were going to be announced today.

On the contrary, the senior personnel who had known everything for a long time kept silent, just silently waiting for the opening.

Under the gaze of everyone, the door of the Pope's Palace was slowly opened.

The guard of honor composed of twelve cardinals walked out from the side door and stood on both sides.

"His Majesty the Pope has arrived."

As a voice sounded in the square, the crowd in the entire square fell silent, bowed and saluted, and shouted "Meet His Majesty the Pope".

After the salute, everyone cast their eyes on Bibi Dong on the central steps.

But what surprised them was that the person who appeared behind her today was not the two Titled Douluo they were familiar with, but a handsome young man.

Bibi Dong glanced at the crowd below expressionlessly, and her voice spread throughout the square with the blessing of soul power.

"The Pope's Palace and the Worship Hall (Elder Hall) have unanimously decided that from today on, Han Li will be the Holy Son of our Wuhun Hall."

After saying that, she turned sideways and reached out to take the platinum crown handed over by the cardinal with both hands, and gave it to Han Li's head, and the ceremony was completed.

Before the Spirit Hall staff at the back could react, they heard the senior executives in front of them bowing down again and shouting "Greetings to His Royal Highness the Son of God", so they could only follow the salute in confusion.

When they looked up again, they found that there was no one on the steps in front of them.

Both the Pope and the new Son of God had disappeared, and many of them did not even see the face of the Son of God clearly.

The rest of the time, the cardinal organized them to leave in an orderly manner.

In short, they only understood one thing when they came here today, that is, after today, there is a mysterious Son of God named Han Li in the Spirit Hall.

At this time, our Son of God refused the subsequent banquet and was rushing home with all his strength.

It's not that he doesn't want to talk to others, anyway, those senior executives have already remembered him, but at the moment of the ceremony, he received contact from his good son who had not moved for a long time again.

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