After crossing into Douluo, I relied on cultivating immortals to counterattack

Chapter 8
Flying over this small town, there are gradually more and more villages. After passing through a long canyon, you can see a splendid building in the distance.

That is Soto City, known as the 'Granary of Barak'.

Qingxi looked at the city with some curiosity. Blue Star did not have such buildings, and they all had an architectural style that was somewhat biased towards the Sky City.

They did not go through the city gate. Guang Ling took Qingxi directly into the city and landed at the entrance of Wuhun Hall.

"Bold, who are you!" At the entrance of the hall, the knights pointed their spears at the two of them.

Guang Ling let out a cold "hum" and took out the elder's order Yiliang.

The knight at the door recognized the object and was shocked. He immediately put away his weapon and knelt down on one knee, "See the five offerings!"

"Yes!" Guang Ling nodded proudly and led Xiao Qingxi into the branch hall.

The bishop received the news and hurried over.

"I don't know what the instructions from the five priests are here. I will do my best in this humble position." The bishop bowed slightly and saluted. A terrible chill enveloped him, and a little cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

I have always heard that although Guang Ling Douluo is 80 years old, he still has a childlike appearance and a childlike mind. Now it seems that the rumors are not necessarily true.

Guang Ling's face was as cold as frost and her expression was serious.

He pulled Qingxi out from behind, and his voice was cold, implying a warning, "This child is an orphan, and I will leave it to you to take good care of him, do you understand?"

"Don't worry, five ministers, I will do my best in this humble position." The bishop was sweating coldly, and the pressure on him became inexplicably heavier. He quickly added, "In this humble position, I will definitely raise her as my own daughter!"

"Well, that's pretty much it." Guang Ling's lips curled up slightly, seeming to be very happy.

The bishop felt light all over and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I remember that you are an auxiliary medicine soul master and are proficient in medical skills. This little guy was frightened in the Star Dou Forest before and was a little stupid. Please show her and see if there is anything wrong."

Guang Ling's voice sounded from above.

"Yes!" The bishop bowed slightly and his eyes fell on the little girl beside Guang Ling.

Extremely pure black hair and black eyes, as if eternal night has fallen, such an appearance is not common in the entire Douluo Continent.With fair skin, it looks like a dazzling pearl.

"Little sister, be good. Uncle, let me take a look at it." The bishop took Qingxi's little hand and closed his eyes.

Qingxi looked at him curiously, feeling as if his eight extraordinary meridians were swept by some spiritual force.

The bishop slowly opened his eyes and looked at the little girl who was only three years old in front of him, frowning slightly, "The bone age is five and a half years old, the meridians are strong, and she is a good seedling for cultivation, but she may be...somewhat malnourished."

The child, who is close to six years old, looks like a three-year-old child. I don't know how much hardship he has endured for such a small one.

"Five and a half years old?" Guang Ling's eyes fell on the little guy, and there was a trace of imperceptible distress in his eyes.

Throughout the whole process, Qingxi was well-behaved.

The power of the Nascent Soul stage can be freely released, and there is no cultivation system in this world, so they can't find anything special about her at all.

"Take good care of her, I will entrust her to you." He rubbed Qingxi's hair, his eyes deep.

"Please rest assured, five offerings." The bishop looked at the small one with some pity.

Guangling knelt down, looked straight into Qingxi's clear and dark eyes, took out a small bag of tips from her arms and hung it around her neck.

"This storage soul guide is given to you. In it are the clothes and food I bought for you, as well as an arrow I own. Take it out when you are in danger. It can save your life."

"What about you? Will you come back?" She looked at the silver-haired boy in front of her, with neither sadness nor joy in her eyes. "In half a year, if you detect the martial spirit, I will come to pick you up."

She thought for a while, then reached into her sleeves with her little hands, as if she was taking something out.

"This is for you." She opened her little hand, holding a piece of golden stone.

Guang Ling picked up the stone and looked at it in the sun. It was quite beautiful. He didn't know where the little guy picked it up.

He did not dislike it, put the stone into the soul guide, and rubbed the little girl's head, "You are so good. You must listen to the bishop's words and eat on time. I will come to see you when I am free and bring you delicious food. .”

"Well..." She looked at the boy flying away and touched the small soul guide around her neck.

Even though it was not what she wanted, the young man had made plans for her.

"Do you have a name?" Bishop Wenger rubbed Qingxi's head.

He is a middle-aged man who looks to be in his forties, but is actually close to 80 years old. He is a level 76 auxiliary soul saint.

"Qingxi." She glanced at Bishop Wenger lightly, showing no emotion.

"Okay, you will be my adopted daughter from now on. Do you want to let my adopted father know?"

"Yeah." Qingxi thought for a while and then said hesitantly: "Father... foster father."

"What a good boy. Now my adoptive father will show you the environment where you will live in the future. Our Wuhun Palace does not belong to any force in the Tiandou Empire and the Star Luo Empire. Most of the soul masters were born civilians or orphans left over from the war. "

"Orphans left behind by the war..."

"Yes, the two empires have been at war over the years, and there have been countless orphans left in the flames of war."

Behind the branch hall of Wuhun Hall is a building similar to an academy. It has no name and only contains many children in their teens or the same age as her, mixed with a few soul masters in white robes who look like teachers.

"Yes, and what we are currently in is one of the three branches of Wuhun Palace in Soto City..."

Star Dou Great Forest.

Dugu Yan looked at the sickly big flower in front of him and poked it gently, "Master?"

Wuhun Palace Sotuo City Branch Palace.

Silent night.

Qingxi sat cross-legged on the bed, her long black hair moving in the windless way, and her whole body was enveloped by a strange spiritual power.

After several days of running, there were some beads of sweat on his body, and his brows were furrowed.

After a while, she slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the surrounding spiritual power dissipated, and she opened a pair of eyes as dark as night.

In the Dantian, the inner alchemy that was originally full of cracks has been washed away, and its shape resembles that of a baby.

The remaining power of the Heavenly Tribulation in her body has also been eliminated, and her cultivation has stabilized at the early stage of Nascent Soul.

She got up and got out of bed, walked to the window and looked at the Wuhun Branch Hall shrouded in night, frowning slightly.

The next second, the person had disappeared into the room.

The evening breeze blew into the room, and the pages of the book were flying on the table. Under the book was a piece of gray straw paper. The pen and ink were not dry yet, and the pen was as graceful as a long stream of water.

(End of this chapter)