Qingcang Douluo of Douluo

A residence somewhere in the Wuhun Hall of Tiandou City.

Ling Bai closed his eyes and meditated with his five hearts pointing toward the sky. He was surrounded by icicles as smooth as jade. Under the blue-white light emitted by the icicles, he could see a faint icy blue mist rising from his body. , the icicles gradually became transparent, as if there was a viscous liquid flowing inside them.

A woman as bright and charming as a flame elf stood with her arms folded around her chest, about ten meters away from Ling Bai. She looked a little bored and looked at the scenery outside through the window lattice from time to time.

After a long while, Ling Bai exhaled a long breath of turbid air in his body, and a stream of white air came out of his mouth like a horse, and then slowly dispersed.

"Xiao Bai, how are you recovering?"

Sensing that Ling Bai had awakened from meditation, the woman couldn't wait to ask.

Hearing this, Ling Bai suddenly opened his eyes, and an inch-long demonic green light burst out from his pupils, but then flew away quickly.

"No problem, Sister Mu Yao."

These icicles are treasures from the far north, called cold jade, which are of great benefit to the soul power and spiritual cultivation of ice attribute soul masters.

The Qingcang Sword has ice properties, so Ling Bai can also absorb the energy in the cold jade.

Since the Qingcang Sword protected the soul, the nightmares and mental shocks experienced during Can Meng's time did not cause any real harm to Ling Bai. However, Mu Yao and Salas still persuaded him to absorb some cold jade just in case.

Ling Bai stood up and stretched out. Waves of coolness continued to rise in his brain, stimulating his spirit to be particularly clear-headed.

Mu Yao waved a flame, and the cold jade that turned into mortal ice was immediately burned away. As a fire attribute soul master, she was really not used to the existence of these cold jade.

"What are your plans next? Are you going back to Wuhun City?"

Mu Yao came over and asked Ling Bai about his next arrangements.

Ling Bai told Mu Yao last night that Sword Douluo believed that there was no more swordsmanship that could be taught to him and that he was ready to become a master, so she asked.

Ling Bai pondered for a while, shook his head and said, "I don't want to go back for the time being."

"why?"

Mu Yao blinked in confusion. After learning the sword, what else could he do?

"first……"

Ling Bai stretched out a finger, "I need to get the third soul ring."

It had been a year and a half since his soul power reached level [-], and the foundation had been polished firmly enough. He felt it was time to add a third soul ring.

Ling Bai felt that his soul power started at at least level 35. He couldn't be sure of the specific amount, but it would not be low.

"That's it."

Mu Yao raised her delicate chin, thinking it was something big.

"I told you that you are serious. When you reach level [-], you should hurry up and get the soul ring. You just believe in the top ten competitiveness of martial souls. That thing..."

Mu Yao paused for a moment and finally said: "It's unreliable!"

"Anyway, it won't delay your cultivation."

Ling Bai smiled lightly. He couldn't tell Mu Yao that Sword Douluo did want to lead him to hunt soul beasts at that time, but after he became a soul master, he had to go to another world to perform a trial mission.

The Holy Son of Wuhun Palace disappeared inexplicably while he was learning swordsmanship in the Qibao Glazed Sect. When Bibi Dong heard the news, he had to come directly to the door. In this way, the Wuhun Palace's years of keeping a low profile would be completely destroyed in his hands.

"Forget it, I will accompany you to the Star Dou Forest when the time comes."

"Okay, Sister Mu Yao, if I remember correctly, your soul power was already level 89 before I learned the sword. How come six years have passed and you haven't made any progress at all."

Ling Bai's eyes rolled around, and he suddenly changed the topic to Mu Yao.

When she mentioned her soul power, Mu Yao's expression dimmed instantly, and she said in despair: "I can't help it, the limit of the Yan Diao martial soul is here, and the only way to get closer is to transform into a Yan Feng.

Even though the Phoenix Soul Bone allows the Flame Eagle to stimulate the thin blood in the body and temporarily evolve into a Flame Phoenix, it does not mean that I am a real Phoenix.Over the years, I have been trying to condense the Phoenix bloodline of the Flame Eagle, but I am still far away from breaking through to the Titled Douluo. "

"I have a way~"

Ling Bai's friendly smile looked like a cunning fox in Mu Yao's eyes, harboring some unfriendly thoughts towards her.

"Really?"

Although he suspected that Ling Bai's intentions were impure, the temptation to break through the title Douluo was too great, and Mu Yao couldn't help but ask.

"real!"

Seeing that the fish really took the bait, Ling Bai put on a serious expression that said, "I'm going to fool you and I'll give you a thunderbolt."

"I always feel like you want to trick me..."

Mu Yao muttered in a low voice, the woman's sixth sense kept warning her.

Ling Bai was furious and said righteously: "What's the relationship between the two of us? As long as we are rich and noble, don't forget each other!"

After saying that, Ling Bai changed his tone and said, "I just need you to do me a small favor... Hey! Sister! Don't leave! Just talk!"

Mu Yao turned around to leave when she heard this, but Ling Bai quickly stopped her and said with a smile: "Sister, think about it, just move your mouth, and I will help you break through the Titled Douluo. This is cheap in the entire Douluo Continent." I can’t even find the second one!”

Mu Yao frowned, "Let's talk about it."

Ling Bai chuckled, first he was squirming, then he was very shy, and finally his face turned red and he laughed and said:

"I'm going to leave Wuhun Hall for a while. The problem is that the teacher should know by now that I have finished learning swordsmanship, and I don't want the teacher to worry, so you can help me cover it~"

By the time Ling Bai finished speaking, Mu Yao's expression had already become hopeless. She covered her forehead and said in despair:

"We agreed that we should never forget each other even if we are rich and noble, but you are pushing my sister into a pit of fire!

Who dares to offend the current Pope?

You don’t know how much the pope’s temper has changed in recent years. I went back to Wuhun City several times after applying for permanent residence in Tiandou City, and every time I saw her reprimanding the people below, even Elder Ju messed up. She showed no mercy to the Star Luo Empire's plan.

If you ask me to help you cover up, if she finds out, you will get scolded at most, and I will probably end up miserable..."

"Yes, yes..."

Ling Bai wiped the non-existent cold sweat on his forehead.

What Mu Yao said was so sincere and sincere, it didn't seem like she was lying to him in order to escape and cover up. In this case, Bibi Dong's temperament must have really changed.

It shouldn't be. Before learning the sword, she clearly...

"His Royal Highness!"

At this moment, there was a knock on the palace door.

"come in."

Ling Bai gave up thinking. Sometimes being the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace was troublesome. Too many people's eyes were focused on him. There was a long way to go to convince Mu Yao. If the trial tasks were not carried out, they would die. People must present a united front.

The visitor is the top person in charge of the Wuhun Palace in Tiandou City, Platinum Bishop Salas.

Salas bowed slightly and said, "Your Royal Highness, Miss Ning is here."

"Rongrong?"

Ling Bai was stunned for a moment and asked doubtfully: "What is she here for?"

After escaping from danger last night, Ling Bai returned to Wuhun Hall, and Ning Rongrong was safely sent back to Qibao Glazed Sect by the elites of Wuhun Hall, but she came here less than a day later? !

"I heard from Miss Ning that the Tiandou royal family went to the Qibao Glazed Sect to propose marriage today!"