The bright moon hangs in the sky, and the immeasurable clear light shines like flowing water through the skylight of Douluo Hall, onto the cold and gloomy main hall.
Ma Hongjun's Tai Chi double-pupil inner eyes, red gold and blue gold light, like two playing fish, slowly rotated in his eyes, making this place seem like daylight in his eyes.
He walked forward gently, ready to see if there was any introduction about Lingguang Douluo Lingyao. This senior's martial spirit was the Three-Eyed Golden Pheasant, so he couldn't help but think too much about it.
The martial soul of the Ma family in Fenghuang Village was the Golden Pheasant. But when he came here, the martial soul mutated and had the fire attribute. Coupled with the influence of his own soul, it turned into a pure evil fire phoenix. Wuhun.
Unlike Ma Hongjun in the original time and space, the evil fire phoenix he awakened was not pure. The evil fire that originally had great potential turned into impurities contained in the martial spirit. In the end, it was completely eliminated by the fairy medicinal herb Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower. A major advantage of one's own is wasted.
"Huh!"
Ma Hongjun was surprised and slightly stunned. He seemed to have made another discovery.
"He is really my ancestor. I never expected that this person turned out to be a person from tens of thousands of years ago."
On the back of the granite tablet, there are densely written small characters describing the lives of the ancestors who were laid to rest here. After reading the introduction of the tablet, Ma Hongjun did not expect that this elder was really his ancestor.
Although Wuhun Palace was not established as long ago as his ancestor, after reading the biography, he already understood what was going on.
It is nothing more than that after the establishment of the Wuhun Hall, it recorded the lives of some powerful predecessors and sages in the long history, and set up tablets for them and placed them here for future generations to worship.
Ma Hongjun bowed lightly to Ma Lingyao's tablet, and then looked towards the other tablets.
The records on these tablets are no less than a vast epic about Douluo Continent. It is a rare trip here. If you don't take a good look, it would be a real loss.
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Time passed slowly, and Ma Hongjun was very engrossed in watching it. He didn't know how much time had passed. It was not until dawn broke outside, and the sunlight penetrated through the door cracks and skylights of Douluo Hall, tearing apart the darkness here, that he suddenly realized that it turned out that It was already dawn.
"Seniors, I'm sorry to bother you, Goodbye."
Ma Hongjun thought in his mind, bowed deeply to all the tablets in the hall, and then his body was wrapped in slime like Luo Sanpao, and gradually disappeared into the Douluo Hall.
It was still the powerful spiritual consciousness far beyond his own that opened the way. Ma Hongjun waited behind the gate of Douluo Palace for about half an hour. He saw that the patrol team of Wuhun Palace was still patrolling as before. He was silently relieved.
After waiting for a while and watching a patrol team pass by the door of Douluo Hall, he squeezed out through the crack in the door of the hall again.
"It is truly worthy of being called the Spirit Hall. The security is extremely tight, far beyond what the Tiandou Empire and the Qibao Glazed Sect can compare to."
Ma Hongjun thought to himself and walked cautiously towards the hotel where they were resting.
The Wuhun Hall during the day is as different as the sky and the earth as seen at night. Under the sunlight, the Douluo Hall standing on the top of the mountain is like an ancient castle carved from white jade, with its entire body glittering and translucent. The clear and exquisite luster is like an extremely large and exquisite work of art.
"Such a good place, I hope it won't be demolished by Uncle Tang this time."
Ma Hongjun thought like this, and took one last look with some reluctance at the Douluo Palace that stood far away on the top of the mountain. Then his eyes were attracted by the even more majestic Pope's Palace that stood halfway up the mountain.
"Isn't it a gold-plated structure? It's a bit too much. How many gold soul coins does it cost?"
Ma Hongjun was dumbfounded. Looking from a distance, the Pope's Palace under the sun was no longer a simple and dark golden color, but more like a castle made of gold. It was really magnificent and looked extremely stunning. Spectacular.
Although he had not said a word since he jumped out of the window last night, the thoughts in his heart became extremely active as he saw what he saw along the way.
"If this papal palace is truly a gilded structure, it would be extremely valuable."
It is not impossible to melt the gold soul coins into liquid and pour it on the surface of the Pope's palace building, which is also called gilding. But in this case, it is a bit too crazy.
Ma Hongjun shook his head and put down this crazy idea. Even the richest Qibao Glazed Sect in the world would not dare to do this.
The huge seraph statue stood quietly in front of the splendid Pope's Palace. The warm sunshine seemed to put a golden armor on it, like a female war goddess standing in front of the Pope's Palace.
"Who would have thought that this so-called seraph was once just a swan girl with innate soul power?"
Arriving in front of the Pope's Palace, Ma Hongjun raised his head and gazed at the golden seraph statue, and his guard against Xue Qinghe became much lighter.
Qian Qianxue, the Douluo of Light, has the Six-Winged Swan Martial Spirit, and is also the founder of the Seraphim Martial Spirit. But who would have thought that she was once just a Swan Girl, just like the daughter of Prince Snow Star, Xue Ji Like the princess, they were both swan girls who were transformed into beasts by their martial souls when their martial souls awakened. The only difference was that Qian Qianxue was born with full soul power.
Although her tablet did not record the story of her becoming a god or her relationship with the titled Dou Goose Xue Tiandou, Ma Hongjun felt that he had guessed the truth.
The Swan Martial Spirit has been out of the Xue family since ancient times. Looking at Qian Qianxue's name backwards, she is Xue Qianqian. Ma Hongjun doesn't believe it at all if she is said to have nothing to do with Xue Tiandou.
According to the records on the tablets, the founders of the Tiandou Empire and the Xingluo Empire, Xue Tiandou and Dai Xingluo, these two seniors were once the all-powerful ones in their era. Whether it was talent, strength or ambition, they both once suppressed The hero of an era.
It was precisely because of their rise, including the Light Douluo Qian Qianxue, that the chaotic situation that had turbulent the Douluo Continent for ten thousand years was ended, and the continent was able to enter an era in which the world was divided into two.
It's just that Qian Qianxue's ideas are different from Xue Tiandou and Dai Xingluo. They tried to save the world with force, and finally ended the chaos on the mainland and established two huge empires, Tiandou and Xingluo.
But Qian Qianxue was a soul master with a bright heart and a very kind heart. When Xue Tiandou and Dai Xingluo started from the north and south directions, trying to save the world with force, her footprints also spread all over the continent.
The situation is chaotic and turbulent, wars are raging, clouds and blood are raining, and human tragedies are spreading across the entire continent. She travels around the world, and she can see starvation and death everywhere, people are displaced, and people are helpless.
She saves the world with compassion. Not only does she not feel inferior and cowardly because she is a swan girl, nor does she harbor resentment because the world knows she is a swan girl and slanders her or insults her, she instead tries her best to use her abilities to help the world and save the world. worldly people.
The sky paid off, and eventually she won the respect and love of the world, calling her an angel, which means a messenger sent by heaven.
In the process of helping people and saving sentient beings, her cultivation has also become more and more refined. The swan wings on her back have also evolved from the first pair to two pairs, until the final three pairs, that is, the six-winged swan. Seraphim Qian Qianxue.
Of course, these records are too beautified, and Ma Hongjun did not believe them all.
But even so, from the stories of these three seniors, we can also see the relationship between Qian Qianxue, or Xue Qianqian and Xue Tiandou.
Although Ma Hongjun didn't know what happened between them, he felt that the two seniors might be brothers, or siblings. This was why after reading those records, he became less wary of Xue Qinghe. s reason.
"As long as you don't hurt the people around me, I don't care what you want to do. Even if you are really Qian Renxue and want to be the Queen of the Tiandou Empire, I can support you, but the premise is that you don't touch me. My bottom line."
Ma Hongjun raised his head and looked at the golden seraph statue in front of him, with many thoughts in his heart.
He is not interested in things like fighting for power. If Qian Qianxue and Xue Tiandou really have the kind of relationship he suspected, the change of ownership of the Tiandou Empire is nothing more than the empire founded by the elder brother or younger brother, passing into the hands of the descendants of the older sister or younger sister, that is, It's like passing from one hand to another. If that were the case, he wouldn't bother to participate in these bad things.
Glancing again at the seraph statue standing quietly in front of the Pope's Palace, Ma Hongjun bowed deeply and turned to leave.
——About the origin of the Seraphim martial soul, this is what Huang Yi wanted to write before he even started writing this book.
Just like the Poseidon enshrined on Poseidon Island, he was just a Poseidon Master at first. Eventually, through his own training, he became the Poseidon, and the Spirit Harpoon evolved into the Poseidon Trident.
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