Doulou Dalu’s Traverser Ronin Chapter 419: : Convention

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Crack~

The door was pushed open, a ray of golden light permeated, Qian Renxue took a deep breath and stepped in.

The space inside is huge, golden, biqiong, and magnificent. In the main hall, golden light is reflected, full of sacred atmosphere, and people can't help but feel awe.

The red carpet stretches out, and at the end, stands a huge statue.

This statue, wielding a long sword in his hand, wearing a golden armor, with long hair scattered behind him, and six wings spread out behind him.

The sacred breath comes out from the statue, holy, noble, and with an extremely powerful aura and a sense of oppression. Even the titled Douluo powerhouse cannot help but feel awe in front of this statue.

But what is strange is that the face of this statue looks like, when you look at it, it is blurred, just like a cloud of mist covering this noble face.

Holy! Not visible!

This is exactly the god-level martial soul, the seraph statue passed down by thousands of families!

Perhaps, calling it the Seraphim Martial Soul Statue is a bit offensive.

It should be,

The God of Seraphim!

Under the statue of god, a figure stands.

He was wearing a platinum gown, his hands on his back, and long golden hair like Qian Renxue, casually draped behind him, without wind.

He stood there, just a figure from his back, he appeared extremely tall, majestic, and vaguely, and people couldn't help but rise in awe, a field that could not be reached at that time.

It seems to exist, and it does not seem to exist, as if it is integrated into the space and integrated with this hall.

In this space, he is the center, he is the rule, and he is everything.

Crack~

Qian Renxue walked into the hall, and the door closed automatically, which made her feel excited.

"What's the matter?"

An old and powerful voice entered Qian Renxue's ears, with a mysterious meaning, just like the sound of heaven.

Qian Renxue stood below, raised her head, staring at the back under the idol, her eyes gleaming with complicated colors.

"Grandpa, help me with one thing!" Qian Renxue looked at the figure from behind, his eyes flashed with hesitation and struggle, and finally turned into a firm color.

"Oh?"

Qian Daoliu turned around a little unexpectedly, looking at his granddaughter in surprise.

In his impression, Qian Renxue hasn't asked for help for a long time.

"Because of a man?"

Qian Daoliu stared at Qian Renxue with majesty and stern eyes. Although he didn't care about Wuhun Hall, all the things in the hall were taken care of by Pope Bibi Dong. But recently, there was indeed some noise outside the hall, and he also learned some wind.

In the face of her grandfather's gaze, Qian Renxue stared at each other without evasiveness, a stubborn color appeared on her face, and she nodded gently.

"Yes."

The moment she said these words, Qian Renxue felt that the surrounding space had solidified, and the powerful and terrifying aura permeated the hall, raging, and seemed to set off an invisible stormy wave.

This made Qian Renxue almost unable to support her body and was about to be overwhelmed by the terrifying pressure.

She gritted her teeth, clenched her fists, and worked hard, holding on with willpower. Qian Renxue knew that she could not fall down, otherwise there would be no hope.

The golden spirit power burst out from her body, and the spirit rings appeared one by one, and a phantom appeared behind her, spreading six golden wings to guard Qian Renxue's body.

It's just that the golden phantom looks exactly the same as the **** in the temple, it's just a reduced version of it.

Looking at the appearance of his granddaughter, Qian Daoliu sighed and closed his eyes.

At this moment, the invisible and terrifying pressure that permeated the temple instantly disappeared, which made Qian Renxue stagger and almost fell to the ground.

Qian Renxue bends over, opens her mouth, and breathes the air with big mouthfuls, big beads of sweat dripping from her delicate chin.

This oppression, like a heaven, almost suffocated her. However, she still did not give up, raised her head again, and looked at her grandfather persistently.

"Please, help me this time!"

Qian Daoliu closed his eyes and said nothing.

He couldn't think that his talented evildoer and proud granddaughter would also like others.

After all, she was still a girl, and she had reached this age.

However, Qian Daoliu would not agree with this. He only knew that in this world, no soul master could be worthy of his granddaughter. She is the darling of the gods and is destined by nature.

The gap and gap between gods and mortals cannot be bridged.

So, for her, love is a superfluous existence for her.

As her grandfather, as her guide to becoming a god, Qian Daoliu has an obligation to help her abandon this relationship.

Suddenly, Qian Daoliu opened his eyes, and his eyes locked on Qian Renxue's body again.

"How much spirit power is yours?"

Qian Renxue was stunned after hearing this, but she answered well.

"Level sixty-three, soul emperor!"

"Level 63?"

After hearing this, Qian Daoliu couldn't help but frowned, and said: "How old are you now?"

Qian Renxue paused and replied, "Twenty-one years old!"

After hearing her answer, Qian Daoliu gave a cold snort, looked at Qian Renxue below, and sneered.

"You are too embarrassed to say it! At the age of twenty-one, only sixty-third level! You, with innate twentieth level of soul power, and you, who have the strongest cultivation talent in the mainland, took 15 years. I only raised my soul power at level 43! I am really shameless!"

Faced with grandpa's reproach, Qian Renxue lowered her head and dared not speak.

Indeed, because of her plan to steal the country from the Heaven Dou Empire, she has fallen a lot in her cultivation over the years.

Otherwise, with her talent and careful cultivation, she would already be at the Soul Saint level.

"Sorry! Grandpa, Xiaoxue will concentrate on practicing in the future and live up to your expectations!" Qian Renxue promised with some guilt. Now she will please her grandfather.

After all, she can rescue Ceng Yi from Wuhun City only with the help of Grandpa.

"Well, this time, I promised you."

"Really! Thank you so much, Grandpa!"

After hearing this, Qian Renxue suddenly raised her head and looked at her grandfather with a look of joy on her pretty face.

However, Qian Daoliu said again: "Of course, this has a price. Getting and paying always correspond to each other. You don't understand such a simple truth, do you?"

After hearing what Grandpa said, Qian Renxue's face condensed.

"What does Grandpa want me to do?"

Looking at Qian Renxue's solemn expression, Qian Daoliu couldn't help but smile.

"You don't have to be so nervous, I am your grandfather. No matter what you do, it is only for you, Xiaoxue.

As long as you promise me one thing, as long as you can promise, grandpa, I will lend you strength, how? "

Qian Renxue couldn't help but bow her head in silence.

[What is your pursuit in life? 】

[Me? Traveling everywhere in the world, walking through thousands of mountains and rivers, watching the prosperity of the world, and feeling the various attitudes of life, so it is not in vain to come here for a while. 】

The memory of that time came to mind~IndoMTL.com~The man with a hearty and confident smile on his face, like a breeze, left a deep impression in Qian Renxue's heart.

But now, the appearance of seeing him before, the decadent drinking, the desolate back, vividly making Qian Renxue feel her heartbeat.

She didn't want to see him in that appearance.

If you are looking for carefree freedom, then I will personally cut the prisons that restrain you!

"Yes!"

Seeing Qian Renxue's promise, Qian Daoliu nodded with satisfaction, with a smile on his face.

"Go, let the elders of the consecration hall let you drive. After it's done, you return to Grandpa and give me up on your ridiculous thoughts! I will personally teach you the practice!"

"I see, grandpa."

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