Tang Qingxi just left, leaving Ning Fengzhi behind, and he had more doubts in his heart.
Is there really an internal disagreement within Wuhun Palace? What did Tang Qingxi mean by revealing this news to herself?
But now that Tang Qingxi's identity is clear, Ning Fengzhi should feel more at ease. After all, the unknown is more disturbing.
After finding Chang Zong who had completed the delivery and explaining that the Qibao Glazed Sect did not have to pay this time, Tang Qingxi led the convoy out of the Qibao Glazed Sect.
Afterwards, Chang Zong led his people back to Sotuo City, while Tang Qingxi headed towards Wuhun City.
The distance from Tiandou to Wuhun City was not close, and it took Tang Qingxi seven days to get there despite all his efforts.
Compared with Tiandou Capital City, Wuhun City is much smaller, not even one-tenth of the area of Tiandou City. But this is the place that most soul masters in Douluo Continent yearn for.
The city walls of Wuhun City, which is not large in area, are built according to the standards of the imperial capital. The 80-meter-high city wall looks extremely majestic and is more than 30 meters thick. It is completely repaired from granite.
This city did not exist originally and was entirely funded and built by Wuhun Palace.
The most peculiar thing is that Wuhun City is not a quadrilateral like ordinary cities, but has six sides. In other words, it has six walls. Those responsible for patrolling the city walls are all soul masters, wearing the exclusive uniforms of Wuhun Palace.
On each of the six city walls, there is a huge relief, which symbolizes the six powerful martial spirits that are very famous on the road.
Wuhun City looked very empty, with not many pedestrians on the streets and few shops. Most of these shops sell items needed by soul masters, including space storage soul tools.
Of course, quality and capacity are just that.
Tang Qingxi entered Wuhun City and headed towards the hill in the center of Wuhun City.
Wuhun City was built around this hill. On that hill, there were two extremely eye-catching buildings.
The most majestic building halfway up the mountain, with a column-like structure and a dome, covered with golden material and shining in the sun, is the Papal Palace.
The Pope of Wuhun Palace lives there, and of course, Tang Qingxi's residence is also there.
The other building located on the top of the hill, only about one-third the size of the Pope's Palace, with a surface as white as jade, is the most advanced existence of the Wuhun Palace, the Douluo Palace.
To the outside world, it was a place where only dead Titled Douluo could stay. It could be said to be the grave of Titled Douluo.
But there actually lived a living person among them, a person who had long been hidden from the outside world and whom only very old high-level soul masters could possibly know. .
Looking at the Douluo Palace, Tang Qingxi's eyes turned cold for a moment.
Qiandaoliu's cultivation level is really high and his strength is extremely strong. Unfortunately, his tutoring is not very good. What kind of thing is the son he teaches?
Withdrawing his gaze, Tang Qingxi walked directly towards the Pope's Palace.
At this time, the atmosphere in the meeting hall of the Pope's Palace was solemn.
Tang Qingxi walked outside the meeting hall and saw many palace knights guarding the meeting hall with alert expressions, so he knew that a meeting was being held inside.
She was not interested in participating in the interruption, so she walked directly around the meeting hall and walked inside.
When they arrived at the Pope's palace, Tang Qingxi put the white cat on his shoulder on the table, threw off his coat and fell down.
After seven days of traveling, she was a little tired and wanted to sleep first.
The white cat squatted on the table for a while. Seeing that Tang Qingxi's breath gradually stabilized, he looked around and jumped onto the soft platform. He crossed his body on the soft and wide armrest and closed his eyes.
When Tang Qingxi woke up, it was completely dark and he was covered with a soft and comfortable thin blanket.
The hall was very dark, except for a lamp embedded with luminous gemstones placed on the table, which was also covered with a cover, making the light emitted very weak.
Bibi Dong, who had taken off her gorgeous papal attire during the day, was wearing a white gauze skirt, her long hair was disheveled, and she was sitting at the table with a soft face, flipping through books under the faint light.
The white cat was lying next to Bibi Dong's hand, leaning his head to read the contents of the book together.
Tang Qingxi turned over and stretched without getting up. He was still lying lazily and said, "Just take off the cover when reading. What are you reading with such light?"
"Are you awake?" Bibi Dong turned her head after hearing the sound and said softly.
With that said, he put down the book in his hand and walked over, sitting on the side of the soft couch, reaching out to brush the sleep-tangled hair on Tang Qingxi's face to his ears.
Tang Qingxi yawned immediately, showing that he hadn't slept enough yet.
Bibi Dong couldn't help but laugh. It was rare to see Tang Qingxi looking so relaxed.
However, Tang Qingxi did not let himself relax for long, and immediately stood up and sat on the couch: "How is your internal strength?"
"Mingyu's magical skill has reached the sixth level." Bibi Dong replied.
Tang Qingxi raised his eyebrows when he heard this and smiled: "No wonder they are trying every means to control you. Your martial arts talent is not as good as mine back then. Although it is still slower than me, I already had the Tang Sect's talent back then." The bottom line is that as someone who has never come into contact with you, it is really unique that you can practice at such a speed."
Bibi Dong sighed softly and tried to smile. If possible, she would rather not have such a talent.
"I asked you to prepare before. Are you ready?" Tang Qingxi changed the subject decisively.
Bibi Dong nodded when he heard this: "It's all done. Are you level 30?"
"Yeah." Tang Qingxi nodded.
"They say I'm practicing fast. You just left the Killing City a few months ago, right? You're already at level 30." Bibi Dong smiled and patted Tang Qingxi's head, then quickly withdrew her hand.
Although he knew Tang Qingxi's origins and knew that the person in front of him had lived no less than himself, Tang Qingxi did have a face that was still childish. When he was quiet, he had a cute face that made him want to rub it.
Tang Qingxi couldn't help but glance at Bibi Dong: "Go and play Arou."
Arou: "..."
Then Tang Qingxi took out the top-grade ore he bought from the Qibao Glazed Sect and put it on the table: "I bought this from the Qibao Glazed Sect."
Then he glanced at Bibi Dong: "I sold a batch of hidden weapons to the Qibao Glazed Sect, which can be regarded as giving them more ability to protect themselves. I bought these from them again. You first use the materials to make the Guaranteed Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle. Component."
"Okay." Bibi Dong nodded and collected all the ores.
"That Tang Hao's son is really interesting." Tang Qingxi leaned against Ruantan and talked about what he had seen during this period.
Bibi Dong raised her eyebrows curiously: "How do you say that?"
"He is from the Tang Sect." Tang Qingxi said directly, "An outer disciple, his talent is quite good, but he probably hasn't been out of the Tang Sect much, and his temperament is relatively naive. But he respects my identity and is obedient."
