Douluo's rebirth An Lan

An Lan nodded slightly and agreed.

"An Lan, are you willing to always uphold fairness and justice and protect Douluo Continent?"

An Lan lowered his eyes slightly, sitting still like an old monk without answering.

The Pope just paused for a moment and then asked: "An Lan, can you go to the end of the soul master and explore the myth without falling into the name of a saint?"

"can."

This time, An Lan answered decisively.

What does the so-called end of the soul master mean to An Lan?In this life, An Lan is destined to reach the highest level of sublimation, step on the sea of ​​​​stars and kill all the immortals in the world!

"An Lan? 6? 1 Saint Flavius, in the name of Pope Bibi Dong, I hereby canonize you as a saint in this world. Before the Holy See, I will remember this forever..."

The gorgeous voice like a pope's aria fell, and a ray of light soared into the sky from the dome of the Douluo Palace, clearly visible within a hundred miles; on the wall of the Douluo Palace, the name of "Anlan? 6? 1 St. Flavius" appeared The ancient letters shone with a faint golden light.

"Praise to Ontius! Praise to Abyssinia! Praise to Donia! Praise to..."

"Praise to Flavi!"

The six major worshippers chanted ancient sayings together, and at the same time, several girls in white, headed by Hu Liena, threw flower petals on the stage. It was a delicate snowy flower with a hint of gold, exuding an elegant fragrance.

An Lan's heart moved slightly. The names chanted by the six major worshipers were undoubtedly the names of previous saints, but who was Ontius?Why has he never seen this name in ancient books?In the chanting for worship, he was ranked in front of the first saint and the first pope. Could it be...

In the second step of the coronation ceremony, the titled Douluo took the wine glasses from the hands of the maids in white and went on stage one by one to toast and congratulate An Lan.

An Lan held the golden-legged wine glass, and whether it was the Douluo from all sides on the mainland or the enshrinement of the Spirit Hall, he just took a sip lightly.Only when the pope came to propose a toast did he drink half the glass in one gulp.

"Little Holy Son, I helped you a lot today."

The pope smiled slightly, and her voice actually sounded in An Lan's mind.

When she asked the second question: whether An Lan was willing to uphold fairness and justice and protect Douluo Continent forever, An Lan did not answer, so she jumped over and helped An Lan complete the ceremony.

"I'll remember."

An Lan used his spiritual consciousness to send a message back.

A look of surprise flashed in Pope Bibi Dong's eyes, and he obviously did not expect that An Lan could also use his spiritual consciousness to transmit sounds.She could see from the beginning that people like An Lan were definitely not kind and righteous people. How could he protect Douluo Continent forever with his indifferent eyes that regarded all living beings as ants?

And An Lan was unwilling to answer, which further showed that An Lan was a proud person who disdained hypocrisy.She even believed that if she forced An Lan to swear an oath, An Lan might turn her back and leave.

A faint smile appeared on Bibi Dong's lips. Who doesn't have selfish motives?It doesn't matter to her whether An Lan is willing to protect the common people, as long as she has a good relationship with Wuhun Palace.Today, An Lan owes him a favor, which is more important than anything else.

"This little guy has a lot of mysteries. It's a pity that the great priest didn't come to take a look."

Bibi Dong thought secretly in his heart.

Soul sound transmission, this is at least a method that only those who have reached the peak Douluo level in spiritual power can do it. Ordinary titled Douluo cannot do it.An Lan is naturally not a titled Douluo, so I don't know what secret techniques or props he possesses.

Finally, An Lan dropped a drop of blood into the wine glass, and the ceremony was completed.After everyone walked out of Douluo Hall, An Lan was immediately surrounded by a crowd of people.

"Holy Son, I am Aura, Minister of Affairs of the Star Luo Empire. On behalf of the empire, I apologize for the unpleasant things that have made you unhappy before. I hope this will not damage the friendship between the mother country and you..."

Everyone looked at Aura with schadenfreude. Naturally, they had already found out that An Lan had been a slave in the empire.Aura was helpless and had no choice but to emphasize that the Star Luo Empire was An Lan's home country and hoped that An Lan would take it into consideration.

"Oh?"

An Lan glanced at Aura with a half-smile, but she didn't expect that he would just swallow the matter of beating the prince and princess without even mentioning it.

"Strange, when did your Xingluo Empire become my motherland, An Lan?"

An Lan narrowed his eyes and said calmly.

Aura's face suddenly stiffened.

An Lan put his hands behind his back, took two steps, and said with a smile: "If I remember correctly, the place where I was born should be the Balak Kingdom. Your Star Luo Empire treats me so poorly, how can you have the dignity to call yourself my mother country?" ?”

The original owner of An Lan's body had a unclear impression. Although he was adopted by the Xingluo royal family at a very young age and became a personal servant with the prince, he was not born in Xingluo, but in Balak, which he passed by before.The original "An Lan" was born in Balak and died in Balak, which can be regarded as an emotional reincarnation.

"That's right, the Holy Son is from my Balak Kingdom. What does it have to do with you, Xing Luo? You, Xing Luo, are so ambitious that you try to control the Holy Son as a slave. The Holy Son has a magnanimous heart if you don't argue with you!"

A middle-aged man wearing a emerald gold dress was overjoyed when he heard this, pointed at Aura and yelled.Normally he is just a small soul king, and the Balak Kingdom behind him is just a small principality. How dare he scold the ambassador of the Star Luo Empire like this?But today I took this opportunity and relied on the momentum of the saints to vent my anger.

"you!"

Aura was furious in her heart and her face was uncertain. For a moment, she could neither advance nor retreat.He also didn't expect that this newly promoted saint would not give the Star Luo Empire face. Did he think that he could despise the great empire by relying on the big tree of Wuhun Palace?

The man in the emerald gold dress took three steps forward, bowed deeply to An Lan, and said: "Dear Lord Holy Son! Please allow me to introduce myself. I am the Earl of Inluk of the Balak Kingdom, May 6 1 Bu Radio? 6? 1 Yinluq, serves as the Holy Ambassador for this ceremony. On behalf of His Majesty the Kingdom, I implore you to accept the position of the Guardian of the Kingdom. The Kingdom pays the highest respect to you! "

Everyone was shocked, secretly cursing Yinluke for being so shameless.The guardians of the kingdom are ranked above all other worshipers; you must know that the guardians of the Balak Kingdom are at least soul saint level masters. According to unwritten regulations, only titled Douluo can serve as guardians. The position of the kingdom's guardians is already vacant. I don’t know how many years have passed.Now, in order to win over An Lan, he has thrown away his position as a protector. It is really shameless!

An Lan smiled slightly, nodded, and said: "Easy to say, easy to say. After living abroad for so many years, I miss the kingdom very much. It's time to go back."

Of course this was just random talk by him. How could he miss the Balak Kingdom?What we should miss is his Qionglou Yuyu and Blessed Island in the Xuansheng Realm.However, he still accepted the goodwill of the Barak Kingdom. At this stage, he needed a stable base to provide himself with various resources.

As for the Wuhun Palace, the water is too deep and he doesn't want to stay here yet.

"Humph!"

Aura flicked her sleeves, turned and left.He was thinking in his mind that he should give the Balak Kingdom a look.

"And this Holy Son, huh! What do you think about it before he grows up? I have to persuade His Majesty to eradicate this threat in advance!"

"Lord Holy Son, don't pay attention to him. A worldly person is not worth irritating you. Come with me quickly and return to Barak City. His Majesty the King will welcome you with the grandest banquet!"

Yinluke took a few steps forward and said impatiently.His eyes were already flashing with ecstasy. He didn't expect that during his trip, he would actually bring a saint back to the kingdom, and his family's status would be improved by an unknown amount!

"Your Highness the Holy Son, there is no need to leave Wuhun City in a hurry!"

Hu Liena also stepped forward, her red lips parted slightly, and said, "The Mainland Youth Soul Master Competition is next month. Don't you plan to participate?"

"Oh?"

An Lan raised his eyelids and asked: "Soul Master Competition? What is that? What are the benefits?

Hu Liena was furious for a moment, and Tang Yuehua secretly stroked her forehead.The Soul Master Competition is a grand event held every five years on the mainland to determine the best soul master seeds of this generation.Almost all the titled Douluo on the mainland today have made their mark in the Soul Master Competition when they were young.Among young soul masters, the soul master competition is definitely one of the topics that attracts the most attention. Who doesn’t want to become famous in this competition?

As everyone knows, An Lan really doesn't know this.As a slave, the original owner of An Lan's body could be considered a soul master, so how could he have the time to pay attention to this?

Hu Liena patiently explained: "The Soul Master Competition is held every five years in our Wuhun City to encourage young soul masters across the continent to practice hard. Our Wuhun Palace will personally provide prizes and reward the championship team of the competition. Usually Is it soul bones, or other precious cultivation resources, this is the case every time."

Tang Yuehua curled his lips, what Wuhundian said sounded nice, weren't all the prizes in the end monopolized internally by the young geniuses of Wuhundian?Even when the Haotian Sect was at its most glorious, it had never defeated Wuhun Palace in the soul master competition.After all, the Soul Master Competition is a team battle. Even if Haotian Sect has one or two peerless geniuses, the overall level cannot beat Wuhun Palace.

An Lan's heart moved, and he immediately stopped planning to leave.Whether it's soul bones or training resources, they are what he needs most at this stage.In the mighty Wuhun Palace, what can be taken away is not soul bones, but they must also be real treasures of heaven and earth!

"It would be great if I could get a magical elixir. A quasi-miraculous elixir would be fine too!"

An Lan thought secretly in his heart.If he could get a magical medicine, he could now use his means to build a medicine field, and in the future he would be able to harvest various medicinal materials in batches.He even has a way to promote the growth of the elixir, which can be harvested in a year and a half!

When the time comes, it will be easy to refine another furnace of treasure elixirs, directly enter Zangxu and Zifu, and leave this planet.

Of course, An Lan shook his head the next moment, smiling bitterly in his heart.In the world of cultivation, medicinal materials are divided into four levels: elixir, holy medicine, magic medicine, and elixir of immortality. An elixir of immortality can even help people become immortals instantly.

Although elixirs are only the lowest-grade medicinal materials in the world of cultivation, given the barren environment of Douluo Continent, it is impossible for a elixir plant to grow.What An Lan thought was just extravagant hope after all.

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son, have you considered which team to join?"

Hu Liena then asked.In her opinion, An Lan's strength is definitely enough to shine in the Soul Master Competition, and may be able to add some excitement to this competition that she thinks is boring.

"Hmph, it's best to let him treat my senior brothers."

Thinking of this, Hu Liena couldn't help but smile.Of course, the most pity is that that person will not come to participate in the competition, otherwise...

An Lan frowned slightly: "Do I have to join another team to participate in this competition?"

Hu Liena nodded expressionlessly.

"The Soul Master Competition is not only an individual competition, but also a team competition. Teamwork is also what Wuhun Palace values."

An Lan shook his head and said calmly: "I don't need to join any team. How about this, I can temporarily register a team by myself, okay?"

"Are you temporarily registering a team?"

Hu Liena was slightly stunned at first, but then she seemed to think of something. She glanced at the two women behind An Lan, nodded and said, "No problem, I will apply for you right away."

Saints throughout the ages have mysterious backgrounds. In Hu Liena's view, it should be normal for An Lan to have a mysterious power background behind him.Little did he know that the two followers behind An Lan were actually brought by him on the spot...

An Lan said goodbye to Hu Liena and everyone present, then walked down the holy hill and stayed in his own small courtyard in Wuhun City.The Soul Master Competition was only a month away, and he planned to wait until the Soul Master Competition was over before leaving for the Balak Kingdom.For some reason, he always felt that there was still an unfinished relationship between himself and the Balak Kingdom.

"Dong dong dong."

Not long after An Lan returned to the small courtyard, the door of the courtyard was knocked again.

"Who?"

Wang Zhiqiu stood at the door and asked.

"President of the July Chamber of Commerce, Allen? 6? 1 Grus, here to pay a visit to His Royal Highness the Son and Miss Tang Yuehua!"

"Meet His Royal Highness the Holy Son and Miss Tang Yuehua? You actually missed me, huh!"

Wang Zhiqiu pouted, thinking angrily in his heart.

"Let him in."

After a long time, An Lan's lazy voice came from inside the house.

Wang Zhiqiu reluctantly opened the door of the courtyard covered with roses and brought Grus into the villa.

Entering the room, Gruss immediately saw a handsome boy with black hair leaning back on a recliner, holding a parchment book with antique decoration. Tang Yuehua was wearing a black and white maid outfit, standing behind and obediently rubbing An Lan's shoulders. , his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

"I have seen His Royal Highness the Son."

Gruss took a deep breath, took off his gray top hat, saluted An Lan gracefully, and then turned to Tang Yuehua.

Looking at Grus' gray-blue eyes, Tang Yuehua felt extremely uncomfortable and asked first: "Mr. Grus, long time no see, what can I do?"

Gruss took out a black token of unknown material from his clothes, and Tang Yuehua's expression suddenly changed.

"Who... are you?"