Douluo's I is Qianxunji, the master of Wuhun Temple

Chapter 5 Angel Douluo
Worship Hall.

"You were beaten to death, lying on the bed dishonestly, what are you doing here?" A majestic voice came from the pavilion in the bamboo forest to Qian Xunji's ear.

Chihiro looked around and found a middle-aged man who looked only 40 to [-] years old was sitting in a pavilion in the middle of the bamboo forest drinking tea.

I saw that the appearance was very handsome, with a calm and tranquil expression on his face, but there was an approachable aura exuding from his body, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

Even sitting on the jade stool, you can tell that he is tall and handsome. He is dressed in a plain gray robe, and his long silver-white hair is scattered behind his head, combed very neatly.

Even though his clothes were so simple, just sitting there, he gave people a feeling of worship, and it could be seen that he was an unfathomable superior.

"I miss you."

Seeing the familiar figure, Qian Xunji knew that it was the famous Great Priest Limit Douluo Qian Daoliu, so he walked from the jade steps to Qian Daoliu step by step.

"Slick tongue." Qian Daoliu felt that Qian Xunji was a little different from usual, but thinking of him becoming a Douluo in the Chamber of Secrets and being hammered by Tang Hao, it is normal for him to have some mental problems.

When he thought that he was a wise man and his son was no different from a love beast, and was defeated by Tang Chen's old dog's grandson, it made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Although his subordinates vehemently opposed him being the pope, and supported him to take office, they always had the urge to pick up the stool and kill the useless son in front of him.

There was a vague anger in his eyes, which made Chihiro Ji suddenly feel a chill down his spine.

"You always go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, so tell me what happened again." Qian Daoliu picked up the coffee table and tasted it carefully, feeling that his good mood was ruined by Qian Xunji, and the tea tasted less a lot.

"Father, do you have any panacea with strong medicinal effects, the one that makes me recover immediately, I have too many things to do now." Chihiro asked, and sat on the jade stool to hold himself. Had a cup of tea.

I couldn't help muttering in my heart: "Wuhundian has been operating for so many years, I don't believe there is not even a good medicine."

Qian Xunji went to the Imperial Medical Pavilion to check his body before, and took some medicine. Although the quality of the medicine was very good, it was still a bit short for a real panacea.

Qian Xunji guessed that the good medicine must be hidden here by Qian Daoliu, so he came to the hall of worship to find his father Qian Daoliu.

"There is nothing you can do as a father, now you just stay quietly in the Pope's Palace to heal your wounds, don't go out and mess around, and embarrass the Wuhun Palace." Qian Daoliu waved his hand to dismiss Qian Xunji.

As a father, how could Qian Daoliu make Chihiro Ji suffer, but he was really disappointed with what Chihiro Ji did, and now Qian Daoliu wants to teach Chihiro Ji a lesson, let him grow up memory.

In his heart, Chihiro Ji is still too impetuous in dealing with things. Although he is getting older, his mood is still the same as that of a young man.

After all, a child born under the protection of a Limit Douluo is born with stars and moons, and lives in a superior and rich life. He opens his mouth for food and stretches out his hands for clothes. How can such a day cultivate a good heir.

But he didn't expect that the soul in Qian Xunji's 60-year-old body was a traveler who had experienced an arduous struggle and read a lot of "knowledge".

How can a few men with 500T online disks have less knowledge reserves?

Some people are young but they are standing on the shoulders of giants to see the world. Now Chihiro Ji is not what it used to be.

Although Chihiro Ji does not have a system, this does not prevent the use of known conditions to change the future. This is his golden finger.

He looks at the world development of Douluo Continent from God's perspective!
"Father, I really need to complete the healing in the shortest possible time, because I already have a grand plan in my heart that I need to complete." Chihiro Ji said with firm eyes, quite determined to insist that Qingshan would not relax.

"Great ambitions?" Qian Daoliu couldn't help but be taken aback when he heard that, could it be that his son was really fooled by the beating.

"After being defeated by Tang Hao, I thought a lot and gradually realized that I am still too weak now."

"I thought I was a peerless genius, but now I realize that I was wrong. It turns out that there are people who are beyond others, and there are people who are beyond the sky. I think we should practice hard and break through our own strength as soon as possible is the last word."

Qian Xunji stood in front of Qian Daoliu, put on the appearance of a prodigal son turning around, and began to look like a serious repentant.

"The me in the past caused my father to worry. Now I will live up to your expectations. I will overcome all obstacles, forge ahead, and revive the glory of the Spirit Hall."

"You are my role model, from now on I will make me your pride."

Chihiro Ji put on an exaggerated expression, and made a pause in the tone of his speech.

"... Let you know that the child you care about has grown up!" Chihiro Ji's affectionate speech was filled with the appearance of the prodigal son turning around, which moved even Qian Daoliu.

"Okay, okay." Qian Daoliu burst into tears at what Qian Xunji said. After all, it's a good thing that his child finally grows up, and he can worry less. I'm afraid there will be successors in Wuhundian.

"As the saying goes, it's good to change it. But don't belittle yourself. As my son, you are naturally talented. Now, if you practice hard now, you can surpass me in time." Qian Daoliu encouraged.

His goal is to make Chihiro Ji become an angel god, which is also his long-cherished wish in his life, to successfully cultivate an angel god and then sweep the world.

Now he doesn't ask Chihiro Ji to do any big business, he only asks to be able to do things safely, to be wretched and develop, and not to be frizzy.

"Father!" Chihiro shouted excitedly.

"En!" Qian Daoliu also responded.

"Father!" Chihiro Ji shouted excitedly again.

"Huh?" Qian Daoliu became a little confused.

"You're really good at seeing people." Qian Xunji twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled knowingly.

……

Qian Daoliu was a little speechless when he heard Qian Xunji's words. He found that his son seemed to be skinned a lot, and he had an inexplicable urge to give him a stool.

"Okay, let's go." Qian Daoliu waved his hand to signal Qianxun to go back quickly, then picked up the tea table and tasted it carefully, as if he was reminiscing about what just happened.

"Father, what kind of medicine?" Chihiro Ji asked tentatively.

I couldn't help but think in my heart: "I'm talking so impassionedly, my mouth is dry and I don't give me some elixir or something like 778, that's too stingy."

"In that case, don't blame me for breaking your crutches and turning off the heating in your worship hall when you are old."

A smirk appeared on Qian Xunji's face, and he naturally cheered in his heart, a Limit Douluo wouldn't be able to use crutches, let alone the so-called heating.

"I will send someone to the Pope's Palace, get out of here." Qian Daoliu waved Qian Xun Ji away, how could he not know that Qian Xun Ji must have discussed behind his back Own.

"Oh, bye." Qian Xun quickly walked forward and drank the tea he had prepared for himself, and then strode away. At this moment, he felt an unprecedented comfort in his body.

It may be because he knows that his injured body can finally heal quickly, and he can finally go out for a while. The illusion caused by being happy is actually because the effect of tea makes him feel a little bit better.

Straight out of the bamboo forest courtyard, Qian Daoliu could hear Qianxun Ji humming a light song from afar, and shook his head helplessly and said, "Send him the golden leaf."

"It's an elder." A light and shadow respectfully responded to Qian Daoliu, and then disappeared in front of Qian Daoliu.

"I hope he can make a change." Qian Daoliu sighed and drank tea to meditate.

"Father!" An immature child's voice entered Qianxunji's ears, and the ethereal voice echoed in Qianxunji's ears.

"Xueer, why are you here?"

Chihiro turned her head and saw that she had a beautiful hairpin and a baby fat face. She was a very cute little girl with a chubby face. From her young appearance, she could tell she was a beauty.

"I'm here to look for Grandpa, Dad, are you okay?" Qian Renxue looked at Qian Xun Ji and asked worriedly, she hadn't seen Qian Xun Ji for a long time.

"It's okay, are you being good these days?" Qian Xunji pinched Qian Renxue's face and said, the love for her daughter was naturally inherited.

"Good, you must be good, but Dad, are you healthy?" Qian Renxue looked at the haggard Qian Xunji and asked thoughtfully.

"It's really fine, don't worry Xue'er, Dad won't leave you this time." Chihiro Ji patted her head and said.

In the novel, after Qianxunji died, Qian Renxue had no one to rely on, and Bibidong also turned a blind eye to her. She became an orphan and had no companionship from her lover since she was a child. As a result, she went to Tiandou City to prove herself, which wasted in vain Great future.

Qian Xunji decided that this time she must make up for Qian Renxue and make her a happy little princess to make up for the incomplete childhood in the novel.

But looking at Qian Renxue, he remembered the pain in his heart.

"Ling'er, I will definitely see you again, Dad promises."

Feeling melancholy but still with a smile on his face, he said, "Go and play, Dad still has things to do."

Qian Xunji smiled on his pale face, intending to reassure Qian Renxue.

Looking at Qian Xunji who staggered away, Qian Renxue secretly decided that she must teach Haotianzong a lesson, and a raging fire burned in her eyes.

Qian Xunji held onto the doorknob and wiped the sweat off his face and said, "This enshrining hall is really big, I'm really exhausted, it's not kidney deficiency."

"Your Majesty the Pope, please get in the carriage and go with us to the Imperial Medical Pavilion for treatment." A middle-aged man in a white windbreaker said to Qian Xun Ji respectfully.

"Oh! That old guy, is he so efficient?"

Qian Xun Ji was overjoyed, if Qian Daoliu heard him call himself that, he would be knocked over by a bench.

The man in white was also a little ashamed, and only after Chihiro Ji got into the carriage did he direct his servants to drive to the Royal Medical Pavilion.

(End of this chapter)