I think Douluo Dalu likes anti-routines

As we all know, the stone monument in Holy Soul Village is the resurrection point.

Li Ping'an escaped from Qian Xunji a year ago and built a teleportation formation here by relying on the novice benefits when he first traveled through time. This is also the ultimate guarantee for Li Ping'an to stabilize his development.

As long as there is no shortage of teleportation crystals on hand, Li Ping'an can always teleport back unless the space is locked.

As we all know, Holy Soul Village is a small village located in an extremely remote part of the Tiandou Empire. Therefore, even if there are violent soul power fluctuations and loud noises, no one comes to check. Only the head of Holy Soul Village, the wise old Jack After hearing the loud noise, he ran over.

Here it comes again!As Old Jack ran, he had a bad premonition in his heart. He heard this broken sound a year ago, which caused the village monument to crack. He spent a lot of hard work to repair it, but he heard it again today. .

Although Old Jack is old, his hands and feet are still very handy, and he doesn't look like an old man when he runs, and his speed is not slow.

From a distance, Old Jack saw the same large light cocoon that Xiaopingan had appeared a year ago, and the something bad in his heart became even more intense. When he got closer, he saw that, as expected, the newly repaired village monument was torn apart and scattered everywhere.

The dissatisfaction in Old Jack's heart was overwhelming. Xiao Ping'an was a genius, but he couldn't blow up village monuments over and over again!Old Jack didn't know much about teleportation and the like, and only regarded it as a relatively advanced method in the soul master world, so he was indifferent to teleportation. The village chief only cared about the village monument that needed to be repaired again!

Every household has just collected money, what can we do now?Old Jack looked at the light cocoon with a sad expression. With experience, he stood aside and waited silently. After all, it was still dangerous when it cracked. Who should he talk to if something happened to his old arms and legs?

After all, this little Ping'an is his grandson, so he can't be allowed to lose money, right?Thinking of this, Old Jack became even more worried. What should he do?The grandson you recognized!Old Jack planned to go to Notting City to sell some belongings to build the village monument.

Nourishes...

Cracks appeared in the light cocoon after a while. Old Jack was refreshed and walked forward with a big wooden stick he picked up, ready to teach Li Ping'an, who was always blowing up village monuments, to let him know that money is not blown by strong winds. Come!

But to Old Jack's surprise, he didn't see Li Pingan among the three figures that appeared. Although he couldn't see his face for the time being, Li Pingan was a child, and these three were obviously adults!

"Cough..." An old cough came from the far side. Old Jack was wary and did not step forward. He tightened the stick in his hand, hesitating whether to slip away first.

Soon, the light cocoon shattered into flying ash. Li Pingan waved his hand and swept away the dust in front of his eyes. At a glance, he saw Old Jack standing timidly on the field ridge.

Just when he was about to say hello, Li Pingan suddenly remembered that he was still in disguise, so he ignored Old Jack and pulled up Bibi Dong, who was weak due to the loss of his soul power.

"Your Majesty..." Tang Chen patted his clothes, tidied them up, approached Li Ping'an and called out respectfully. For Tang Chen, what he pursued was just becoming a god, and the mysterious young man in front of him was a god, or It is said that the existence is comparable to the strength of God, and it also saved his life, which is enough to gain his full respect.

Li Ping'an looked at Tang Chen who was "invincible on the road" and felt a little sad.

Tang Chen is obviously a strong man who dominates his generation, but his pursuit of the Shura god position was contaminated by the Rakshasa god. He merged with the bloody nine-headed bat king and became neither human nor ghost. Tang Chen was able to temporarily regain his sanity, thanks to The emergence of the demonic projection.

"What's the matter?" Li Ping'an looked at Tang Chen who was hesitant to speak and asked.

"Does Your Majesty know about the inheritance of the divine throne?" Tang Chen's soul power surged slowly, forming a barrier around the three people to isolate them from exploration. Old Jack, who wanted to find someone to compensate for the money, stood outside awkwardly, and he had to leave. no.

Bibi Dong's ears pricked up when she heard this. Of course she was also accepting the inheritance of the divine position, but after all, this was something without previous experience. Everything was just a trial and error. Now standing in front of her was a figure who was obviously on the same level as a god. Of course she wanted to Get more information.

"I know, aren't you inheriting the throne of Shura?" Li Ping'an nodded casually and glanced at the old-looking Tang Chen.

Tang Chen was not a shy person, and as the strongest man in the past, he was not afraid that his true identity would be known by the eyeing Flame Killing God. He nodded solemnly, "During the Eight Shura Exams, I became like this. , Your Majesty, does your Majesty have any solution?"

"God Shura is not a god of sin and corruption. You are just influenced by the evil thoughts of God Rakshasa." Li Ping'an raised his eyebrows, and the joy of pretending came to his heart again.

"The evil thoughts of the Rakshasa God?" Tang Chen frowned. He had been tortured by the Bloody Nine-Headed Bat King for a long time. He thought it was just a test for the Asura God, and he had never heard of the influence of evil thoughts.

"The Rakshasa God is the representative of sin and depravity. If you are polluted by his evil thoughts, of course you will not be able to inherit the throne of Shura." Li Ping'an was clearly answering Tang Chen's question, but he was reminding Bibi Dong.

"You are lucky to be able to temporarily regain your sanity. When you encounter a divine object with purifying effects, you will naturally be able to escape from this state." Li Ping'an patted Tang Chen on the shoulder, and the Poseidon's Light will do. I just don’t know if Bo Saixi can use it.

Tang Chen nodded. It was better to have a clue than to aimlessly fight for control of his body.

"Does Rakshasa God make people lose their minds?" Bibi Dong asked with a gloomy expression.

Li Ping'an glanced at her, and Bibi Dong felt that her secret seemed to be completely exposed, and she couldn't help but lower her head.

"The Rakshasa God himself is sinful and corrupt, and so is the source of his divine power. Rather than losing his mind, it is better to say that the person who inherits the Rakshasa God's throne will himself become sinful and corrupted." Li Ping'an explained.

Bibi Dong nodded, but compared to gaining strength, it would be better to be depraved.

"Your Majesty, do you have the right to inherit the throne in the mainland?" Tang Chen asked indirectly. He didn't know the details of Li Ping'an.

Li Ping'an glanced at him with a half-smile, "I'm not a god. Of course I don't have a god's status."

"Can humans actually reach your level of strength?" Tang Chen asked in surprise. The strength Li Ping'an displayed far exceeded his peak.

In Tang Chen's understanding, only a hundred-level god can surpass himself.

"You are all high-quality human beings. It is not difficult to inherit the throne of God." Li Ping'an did not say much on this matter, but changed the topic.

"Your Majesty, I'm leaving." Tang Chen bowed respectfully. He didn't do any show-offs when it came to business matters. Now that he had a goal, he naturally wanted to solve his own problems as soon as possible.

Li Ping'an nodded, not caring whether Tang Chen stayed or left. Li Ping'an watched him leave and his eyes naturally fell on Bibi Dong.

The two had had close contact, and Bibi Dong couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when they were alone.

"What about you?" Li Ping'an asked. He had heard Bibi Dong say before that he wanted to occupy the position of the King of Slaughter, but now he didn't know what his plans were.

Bibi Dong glanced at him quietly and muttered, "It still takes time to regain strength."

The implication is that her soul power has been almost drained. It is dangerous to walk alone at this time, and Li Ping'an needs to take her with her.Li Ping'an naturally didn't understand. He smiled softly and didn't say much. He just pinched a strand of black hair and put it between his nose and sniffed it.

For such a frivolous move, Bibi Dong did not refuse, she just rolled her eyes at Li Ping'an, and the goodwill brought about by the fusion of spiritual power directly exploded.

"Do you... know about Wuhun Palace?" Bibi Dong thought about it for a while, and asked Li Ping'an without being as respectful as Tang Chen.

"Of course I know something about it, but I'm not very familiar with it." Li Ping'an said with a slight smile. He still had to maintain his image as a worldly expert, otherwise it would be too embarrassing to reveal his identity.

"I want to invite you to the Wuhun Hall." Bibi Dong raised her head, her face regained the glory of the Pope's crown, looking graceful and luxurious.

"I don't want to be an elder." Li Ping'an deliberately kept a straight face, pretending not to recognize that she was the pope.

Bibi Dong subconsciously replied: "Then what do you want to be?"

"I heard that your pope is a powerful king. If you marry me, I will join the Spirit Hall." Li Ping'an became teasing, stepped forward and scraped Bibi Dong's straight nose, and said with a smile.