Douluo's monastic career

Chapter 179 Surprise
"You... Grandmaster?"

"Hmm~"

Seeing her lover's shocked look, Bibi Dong was full of complacency, and then showed a shy look.

"Come, sit~"

Number One pulled Bibi Dong onto the throne, and asked curiously, "How did you break through?"

You must know that in the past few years, for Bibi Dong's breakthrough, he has worked hard.

I explained to her every step of the breakthrough, and even personally fed her moves. I didn't even drink half of the spiritual wine used for refining my mind. It's just that I have been busy for several years and there is no sign of a breakthrough.

In the end, I can only feel that the time has not come, and I am ready to let nature take its course.

"After he died, I broke through naturally!" Bibi Dong explained softly.

Her heart was extremely complicated. When her teacher died, she was not as happy as she imagined, only a touch of sadness and melancholy.

Is there no time for dirt inside?
The first hugged her lightly, without saying a word, what she needed at this time was company.

"Donger~"

"Ok!"

"Let's get married, just three months later," No. [-] said softly.

The first thing I could feel was the delicate body in my arms stiffened instantly, and then slowly softened, and a voice like a mosquito came:
"Listen to you!"

The winking eyes closed shyly, and the red lips parted one by one.

The first person who looked more charming than Huajiao slowly moved closer.

The temperature in the Pope's Palace began to gradually become more peachy.

"Let's go to the back!" No. [-] picked up Bibi Dong by the waist, and walked towards the back hall.

"Don't~"

"You just said, listen to me~"

"..."

The moonlight is beautiful, and countless elves lie in the flowers and cry, as if sending blessings.

On the second day, early in the morning, the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect settled down.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Sovereign, it's too bad, something big happened~"

A young man with a rough face held a piece of paper and knocked hard on Yu Yuanzhen's door, shouting as he knocked, obviously something urgent to report.

inside the house,

Yu Yuanzhen meditated cross-legged on the bed.

As the suzerain, he is busier than everyone else, especially as the suzerain without outstanding disciples, this is far more difficult than imagined.

Due to the trivial matters of the sect, he had to squeeze out the rest time to practice, so as to ensure that his own strength would not be left behind.

Yu Yuanzhen opened his eyes, as if a flash of lightning shot out from the eye sockets, it was breathtaking.

Taking a deep breath, he opened the door. He didn't ask about his disciple's manners, and said straight to the point: "Why are you so flustered? The Pope is probably dead!"

Unexpectedly, the disciple froze in place, and said blankly: "Sovereign, how do you know that the Pope is dead?"

"what!"

Yu Yuan was shocked, the aura of Titled Douluo involuntarily dissipated, and he stared at the other party.

"Teach...the previous pope is really dead, the new pope is..."

Before the disciple finished speaking, Yu Yuanzhen grabbed the paper on which the information was recorded from the other party's hand, and looked at it carefully.

The more you look at the face, the uglier it is.

"asshole!"

With a roar, Yu Yuanzhen held the information in his hands, and a burst of ashes was thrown out after a burst of thunder and lightning.

At this time, Yu Yuanzhen looked like an angry tyrannosaurus rex, and turned to look at the young man: "Where did the information come from, is it accurate?"

The young man nodded again and again: "I copied it from the bulletin board posted in Wuhun City. The news has already spread throughout the city, and now it is spreading across the mainland with Wuhun City as the center."

Then the young man asked eagerly: "Sovereign, what should we do now? First, he is going to be the pope. If he leads people to kill the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect, what should we do?"

"Humph!"

Yu Yuanzhen snorted coldly with disdain: "With the old man here, if the sky falls, naturally there will be a tall man to support it."

After speaking, Yu Yuanzhen turned around and left the hotel where he was. Judging from his direction, he should be heading towards Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Wherever the news in the city passed, the sky was turned upside down. Ordinary people knelt on the ground facing the Wuhun Hall, weeping, mourning the death of the previous pope.

The soul master's complexion also changed drastically, and he found a friend who was familiar with him, discussing the impact of the Pope's fall.

How many years has it been since the Great Elder of the Haotian School fell?Now another Titled Douluo has fallen,
Accidents happened one after another to the strong men standing at the top of the Douluo Continent, which also let everyone know that the vaunted titled Douluo would also fall, and they also knew that the water in this continent was very deep.

Apse of the Pope,
The first lightly opened his eyes, feeling the tender and smooth touch, he didn't want to move at all, he just wanted to lie quietly on the bed until eternity.

He closed his eyes gently again, and saw that the value representing one's luck on the immeasurable jade wall was constantly soaring, and it increased by several hundred in one breath, which was frightening to death.

19... 19... 20...

First stared blankly at the curtain in front of the bed, feeling unreal, how many things can be deduced with so much luck?
What can be deduced if all of them are invested in the immeasurable jade wall at one time?
Suddenly it was the first time she heard the heartbeat of the person next to the pillow start to speed up. Turning her head to look, Bibi Dong's eyes were closed tightly, her cheeks were slightly red, as if she was still in a dream, motionless.

The first smiled slightly, gently pulled out his arm, got up and dressed, and gently left the room.

Afterwards, a pair of stardust-like pupils also opened, and he slowly got up.

First, in the courtyard, he slowly moved his body with the most obvious Tianshan palm technique.

Since practicing the Beiming Divine Art, this set of palm techniques used to build the foundation in childhood seems to be slowly changing, which also makes the first more curious.

It seems that none of the famous martial arts schools is superfluous.

"click~"

A door opened slightly, and a furtive head poked out, meeting the first four eyes who had heard the movement, and a cloud of glow rose on Bibi Dong's cheek.

The first was to use the "Tianshan Yunyu" technique to slowly recover, and dragged Bibidong to sit in front of the stone table, and didn't deliberately look at her, she's thin-skinned!

"Let's go to the dining room to eat! Now that the Hall of Spirits has undergone major changes, it is estimated that there will be a maid to serve you in the afternoon." Bibi Dong pushed the hair from her sideburns behind her ears, adding a touch of charm that she didn't usually have.

No. [-] nodded indifferently, then a light flashed in his eyes, and said mysteriously: "I'll give you a good meal!"

After speaking, he took out the Laba porridge that had been kept in the storage space. The green bubbles were still bursting, and a faint heat came out, and the smell of medicinal materials wafted over the entire courtyard.

This is the Laba porridge cooked by Tianmen on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. After each Tianmen disciple receives a bowl, there is still a part left.

The first collected more than a dozen bowls, and the rest were placed in the Zongmen Treasure Pavilion as Zongmen treasures.

When the Laba porridge was cooked, it was the day when the first San Gong was rebuilt, and the speed of re-repairing the Beiming Divine Art was too fast, so the first one didn't want to take a shortcut.

The number one who has sealed Laba porridge until now, heard Bibidong talking about eating, and then remembered that he still has such a good thing!

Bibidong looked at the dark Laba porridge, picked up a spoon and took a shallow sip.

The layered taste and just the right seasoning make this bowl of dark dishes not unpalatable.

Take one bite, warm your stomach and heart!
The two held the bowls and ate one mouthful after another, neither of them spoke.

"Poria cocos seeds, snow ginseng, soul-breaking grass, sunflower..." A voice came from a distance.

"Elder Ju, Elder Ghost, come and sit~" the first greeted.

"I have seen His Majesty the Pope!" The two titled Douluo bowed slightly.

The first waved his hand: "You don't need to be so polite, the two elders took good care of me at the beginning! Why are you out of touch now!"

After finishing speaking, he took out two more bowls of Laba porridge from the storage space and put them on the stone table, and asked, "Do you want some?"

The two of them bowed slightly again before taking their seats. Ju Douluo took a sip with a small spoon, his eyes sparkled, and he quickly ate it with big mouthfuls.

Seeing his partner like this, Ghost Douluo naturally didn't want to be at a disadvantage.

Sitting cross-legged on the first side, Beiming Divine Art was running, constantly refining the power of the medicine, making the soul power rise steadily, and his own foundation was further strengthened.

Bibi Dong's soul power is also increasing rapidly, but due to the restriction of the rules of heaven and earth, it is impossible to see how much it has increased!
The first took out a pot of tea, while drinking the Kung Fu tea that Bibi Dong personally brewed, while waiting for the two titled Douluo, Chrysanthemum Ghost, to wake up.

After three cups of tea, the two slowly woke up, their faces full of excitement.

Chrysanthemum Douluo quickly asked: "Your Majesty, what material is this bowl of porridge made of, and when are we cooking it? You can't help but eat this small bowl."

After finishing speaking, he smacked his mouth, his face full of eagerness to move.

The first rolled a blank look at the two of them, and unceremoniously interrupted their sweet dreams: "I also got it by accident, so it's good to eat some."

"Is there anything the two elders want me to do?" No. [-] didn't think the two elders were really just passing by.

"Your Majesty, the daily task of the two of us is to stay by your side and handle some urgent matters for you," Ju Douluo explained.

By the way, I popularized the operating principle of Wuhun Temple for the first science. If the pope dares to delegate power, it will be easy, but if he strengthens the centralization, it will be tiring. It all depends on the pope's choice.

The first time I heard this, I was relieved. It sounds like being the Pope is quite easy!

"First, I don't want to wait any longer. I'm going to the Star Dou Great Forest to see how the Dark Demon Tiger is doing. If it's more than 5 years old, I'll use it as the seventh ring." Bibi Dong said with determination.

The first nodded, there is nothing perfect in the world,

Bibi Dong is now in the realm of a grandmaster, it's time to break through, and it may not be a good thing if it is suppressed for too long.

"When are we leaving?" asked the first.

"no!"

"Your Majesty, you must not leave Wuhun City during such a critical period, or your hearts will be unstable!" The two titled Douluo vetoed the number one Xing Cheng.

As if seeing the first worry, Ju Douluo said: "Why don't the two of us go with the saint, we have the martial soul fusion skill, even if we can't fight, we can get away."

The first thought for a while, nodded, and thought it was feasible.

He took out a jade box from the storage bag and put it in front of Ju Douluo: "Elder Ju, this is a gift for you. I wanted to give it to you before, but I never found the opportunity. I believe you will like it."

Chrysanthemum Douluo was also polite, he lifted the lid and froze in place, his breathing became much quieter.

After a long time, he closed the jade box abruptly, and said tremblingly, "Qirong Tongtianju!"

(End of this chapter)