With such a garden and such a scene, Leng Xiyue felt that if she were a painter or photographer, she would definitely risk her life to record this scene. She has always heard people say that art comes from life, but she She didn't understand art and didn't understand the meaning of this at all, but now, she kind of understood.
Everything is so relaxed and comfortable. You don't have to wear complicated crown clothes, hold a scepter that no one would want to hold in your hand all the time, and you don't have to have a straight face and a majestic look all the time. Sitting on the hard stool of the Papal Palace, I sat there all day long.
After taking off these baggage, she is actually just a poor woman.
Leng Xiyue was not surprised. If you cannot enter a character's life, you will never understand what kind of person she is, what she carries, and it is impossible to understand what she wants.
Seeing Havel's approaching figure, the maid holding the document reminded her softly: "His Majesty the Pope, Mr. Havel is back."
Bibi Dong raised her eyes, and a smile suddenly appeared on her face: "Javier, you are finally back. I have been waiting for a long time."
"Yes, His Majesty the Pope..." Javier stepped forward quickly and knelt down on one knee. Leng Xiyue followed suit and saluted.
After the salute, Javier raised his head and glanced at Bibi Dong, with a hint of helplessness on his face: "...Please pay attention to the etiquette."
Bibi Dong, however, acted as if she hadn't heard. She stood up, put on her shoes, and walked slowly to Leng Xiyue, her eyes resting on Leng Xiyue, "Get up, let me see you."
Leng Xiyue stood up and put her little hands behind her back nervously. She didn't dare to look directly at Bibi Dong, but only peeked at her from time to time, looking submissive.
Seeing this, Javier quickly said: "Your Majesty the Pope, this child is very afraid of strangers. He may have been frightened after experiencing a series of accidents."
"Oh?" Bibi Dong raised her eyes and heard the real meaning from this sentence: "A series of changes? Javier, this is not your reporting style. In other words, you don't know her story either. origin?"
Although she was only wearing thin clothes similar to a nightgown and was not specially dressed, Leng Xiyue could feel an invisible pressure spreading with just a simple sentence, even if the sentence was not meant for her. Said.
Hearing this, Javier knelt down again: "Yes, Your Majesty, I have sent people to investigate, but the incident happened suddenly. I'm afraid it will take at least two days to investigate everything clearly."
"Okay, I understand. You all go down and I'll have a chat with this kid alone."
"Yes." Javier stood up and went down with several maids.
Seeing that there was no one around, Bibi Dong did not act like a pope and squatted down in front of Leng Xiyue. Looking at her cute little face, she couldn't help but pinch her.
Once upon a time, her daughter was so cute, but it's a pity.
"Come on, now that there are no outsiders, release your martial spirit and show me."
"Okay." After hearing this, Leng Xiyue was no longer submissive. When she raised her hand, the white armor was attached to her body, and a yellow soul ring was beating beside her.
He stretched out his hand again, and a psychic sword appeared in his hand.
Looking at the armor on Leng Xiyue's body and the lightsaber in her hand, Bibi Dong was immediately overjoyed: "Little guy, I didn't expect that you are not only innately full of soul power, but also a super martial soul. I have found a treasure!"
"Super martial spirit? Your Majesty the Pope, what is that?" After hearing such a new term, Leng Xiyue, a curious baby, raised her head and asked.
Bibi Dong stood up, paced repeatedly, thinking about something, and explained: "The so-called super martial spirit is an extremely rare martial spirit on the mainland. It is so rare that only a few dozen appear in a hundred years. , to be exact, maybe not even twenty.”
"Martial spirits are divided into ten levels. Levels one to three are called ordinary spirits, which are very common things. Levels four to seven are called advanced spirits. These spirits are special and have unique properties. With greater creativity or stronger destructiveness, you can learn your own path at level six or above, and the martial spirits of many elders in our Spirit Hall are at this level."
"The eighth level is known as the top martial spirit. The familiar Clear Sky Hammer, Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Tower, etc. are all at this level. Each has terrifying abilities. They basically win against the same level. Among them, those who have mastered the skills can still defeat one against five, which shows how terrifying they are."
"The ninth level is the super martial spirit. This kind of martial spirit is extremely rare and cannot be reproduced in the form of a family. All the records currently recorded are single transmissions, such as the Seraphim and the Seven Treasures left by the first pope. Liuli Sect Sword Douluo’s Seven Killing Sword, and the always elusive Jiuxin Haitang, now there may be one more of you.”
"Then, Your Majesty the Pope, what about the tenth level?" Seeing that Bibi Dong had no intention of continuing, Leng Xiyue asked quickly.
Among the training levels of a soul master, there is a god-like pie above the titled Douluo, so there should also be a tenth level martial soul, right?
Not to mention the ninth-level martial souls, the Seven Killing Swords and the Seraphim, a Soul Master-level Jiuxin Haitang has the ability to save all those who are dying, which shows how terrifying it is.
At level ten, how strong should it be?
"Tenth level? Currently, there is no martial spirit that can be defined as the tenth level. This is actually just to give the martial spirit a room to rise, in order to avoid the possibility that one day it will be one level stronger than the ninth level. It would be ridiculous if we didn’t reserve the corresponding level for the martial spirit.”
Bibi Dong smiled and said: "Even if there is one, it is probably mutated from the ninth-level martial soul. The number of ninth-level martial souls is too rare, and the mutation of martial souls is only one in ten thousand. It may take thousands of years. There is no martial spirit that can be defined as level ten, but the eighth-level martial spirit mutates into a ninth-level martial spirit that appears from time to time."
"So that's it. Thank you, His Majesty the Pope, for clarifying the confusion." Leng Xiyue said gratefully.
These things should have been the most basic knowledge in the academy, or the first lesson for a soul master, but Bibi Dong was willing to tell her in person, which I must say was an honor.
"So, little guy, are you willing to become my teacher?"
Leng Xiyue was so righteous that she knelt down and kowtowed three times: "Master, please bow to me as a disciple!"
"Master? It's a pretty new word, but it sounds much kinder than teacher."
Leng Xiyue raised her head and said seriously: "The so-called master is not only a teacher, but also a being as kind as parents. It may be a bit excessive for a disciple to call him this, but as soon as I saw the wise and powerful Pope, I was completely impressed. Now that I have the opportunity to worship you as my teacher, I can’t help but say it.”
As he said that, Leng Xiyue showed a sad look on his face: "If the master is not willing, then the disciple can still refer to himself as the teacher in the future."
"Of course I do." Bibi Dong immediately beamed when she heard this. Who doesn't like to hear good words?
If it were an ordinary martial spirit, Bibi Dong might not be so tolerant. However, if a genius with a super martial spirit and full innate soul power could be trained according to the best standards, his future achievements would definitely be better than hers. It's still high, enough to compare with Qian Daoliu.
...If she had not received the inheritance of the Rakshasa God, she knew very well that she was no match for Qian Daoliu.
