Douluo: Eternal Sword Heart

Chapter 44 Douluo Palace

The day of the competition was getting closer and closer, and there was a feeling of storms coming in the hall of Wuhun.

Outside the Elder's Hall

Ghost Douluo cupped his hands towards Bibi Dong in front of him, and said with a livid face: "Go back to the Pope's crown, and pay homage to him. He is still resting."

Hearing the word rest, Bibi Dong's face immediately showed anger.Although only separated by a high wall made of granite, the heroic laughter from the elder hall is still clear.What rest?It's just a lie.

After calming down her anger, Bibi Dong frowned and said, "How long will it take?"

"At least half an hour."

Ghost Douluo's expression was also very ugly, the Pope's Palace and the Elder's Palace seemed to be in the same boat, and Bibidong put down his face this time to invite Qian Daoliu to watch the selection contest, but he didn't expect that Qian Daoliu wouldn't even give him half a cent of face .

Not to mention Bibi Dong, even he, the elder of the Pope Palace, felt angry.

"Does he want me to stand outside the door for half an hour?" Bibi Dong roared angrily, and the momentum on her body exploded violently.

Seeing that the Pope was furious, Ghost Douluo lowered his head and dared not speak, his eyes were quickly occupied by anger.

Bibi Dong turned her head to look at the tall wall, and said coldly: "The big offering is really a big shelf."

Still no one answered, and the voices of the priests talking and laughing came from the elder hall.

"Let's go." Bibi Dong snorted coldly, and strode away.

Ghost Douluo stood on the spot and took a deep look at the gate of the Elder Hall, followed her and left.

As soon as they left, the chatter and laughter in the Elder's Hall stopped abruptly, as if it had been rehearsed.

In the Elder's Hall, there are two dark shadows under the tall and holy angel statue.

"Great offering, are we really not going?"

asked a shadow.

"Don't go." A sacred and majestic voice came, "Does she, Bibi Dong, still want to make waves with those two lovely apprentices? It's ridiculous."

After finishing speaking, heroic laughter sounded again in the elder hall, but this time there was more disdain.

Jiang Li here doesn't know this, at this time he and Hu Liena are wearing military uniforms, quietly queuing up in the hall of the Spirit Hall.

Here, Jiang Li saw many Wuhundian disciples, about two to three hundred of them.Of course, these are only the disciples of the Wuhun Palace in Wuhun City. If it involves the Wuhun Palace in various cities of the major empires, the number of people will be more than that.

Besides unfamiliar faces, Jiang Li also saw an old acquaintance, Yan.

To be honest, Yan seems to have grown a lot too, the way he looks at himself is no longer so angry and irritable, but has become colder and more sinister.

Not only that, Jiang Li also saw Hu Liena's brother, Xie Yue.It's just that he was still so indifferent, nodding to himself with a straight face, it was just a greeting.

At first Jiang Li didn't understand why there were so many people queuing here, but after hearing Hu Liena's explanation, he suddenly understood.

It turns out that Wuhundian has always had a rule that every two days before a major competition, they must gather to go to the holy place to worship once.

The so-called holy land is the special mausoleum of the Wuhun Temple, where generations of people who have made contributions to the Wuhun Temple are buried.

However, not everyone is qualified to bury this mausoleum, only those with the title of Douluo and above can.Therefore, it is also called Douluo Hall.

Douluo Hall is the most sacred place in Wuhun Hall, and it is also because of Douluo Hall that there is always a pious atmosphere in Wuhun City, sacred and solemn.

Of course, they are not qualified to set foot in such a sacred place, at most they can worship in front of the Douluo Hall.

This point, even Pope Bibi Dong cannot break the precept.

After waiting for about 10 minutes, an old man in a robe led a team of hundreds of people to the Douluo Hall.

According to the people around him, this old man is also quite prestigious in the Wuhun Temple. He is a Contra-level powerhouse, and he is usually in charge of sacrifices and important ceremonial activities.

The Douluo Hall is built above the Pope's Hall, and since both the Pope's Hall and the Douluo Hall are built on top of a hill, to go to the Douluo Hall, it is inevitable to walk up the mountain.

What shocked Jiang Li was that the road up the mountain was more magnificent than he had imagined.

The original winding mountain road was forcibly flattened, and the ground was covered with huge rocks weighing hundreds of kilograms, which were very firm to step on, giving people a special feeling every step they took.

After passing through this long rocky road, everyone came to Douluo Hall.

Compared with the Pope's Hall, the Douluo Hall is obviously much smaller in scale, but different from the gorgeous architectural style of the Pope's Hall, the Douluo Hall is surrounded by various white stone pillars, which looks inexplicable. Feel.

The tall and majestic Douluo Palace is built next to the mountain, with a magnificent momentum.The history of Wuhun Hall is recorded on the exquisite white marble carvings outside the hall. Inside the hall, there are dense pines and cypresses, pavilions and towers are interdependent, and the layout is patchwork.

At the same time, there are more than 1000 climbing steps made of white jade behind the gate of Douluo Hall, leading directly to the highest angel pagoda on the hill.

Looking at the six angel wings shining golden in the sun, Jiang Li vaguely guessed who the person buried under this pagoda was.

From the moment he stepped into this majestic and awe-inspiring Douluo Hall, Jiang Li's footsteps became heavy, not only for him, but also for others.

The long line stopped in front of the gate of Douluo Hall. Before the gate formed by four jet-black stone pillars, Jiang Li saw Bibi Dong's figure.

Bibi Dong stood at the front, wearing a crown on her head and holding a scepter in her hand, constantly revealing nobility and holiness on her body.

Standing behind her were Chrysanthemum Douluo in gold armor and Ghost Douluo in black armor and red robe. The two stood behind Bibi Dong like guards, looking at the top of the mountain devoutly. the angel tower.

Seeing Bibi Dong and the two elders in the hall, everyone was very nervous, so nervous that they didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

It's a pity that Jiang Li didn't see much more, only Bibi Dong hurriedly bowed, and then left the Douluo Palace with Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo.

As soon as the Pope left, the nervousness of the disciples was immediately relieved, and their faces eased a lot.

The old man walked to the front of the team, facing Jiang Li and the others, raised his right hand lightly, with a serious expression on his face.

Without needing to speak too much, the disciples bowed deeply to Douluo Hall in a dignified manner, with a very respectful attitude.

Perhaps they will also make a vow in their hearts at this moment, hoping that they can also be buried in Douluo Hall after death in the future.

The solemn and sacred atmosphere around him also infected Jiang Li, making his heart heavy.

After bowing, there was no more ceremony, and the team went down the mountain.

After all, Douluo Hall is a very sacred place, no matter ordinary people, even disciples of Wuhun Hall, it is forbidden to stay too long.

The purpose is not to disturb the dead buried on the mountain.

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