824 Martial Spirit Hall.
In the room.
Hun Xiu had gradually begun to admit his identity as the Thousand Xun Ji, the Secret Room Douluo.
"Pope, the Head Consecrator invites you in!"
Outside the room, a voice sounded.
"Alright, I got it."
Hun Xiu left the room and headed towards the Consecrator Hall. Hun Xiu had already been in the Martial Spirit Hall for three days.
In three days, Hun Xiu had already roughly figured out the location of the Martial Spirit Hall.
Although he had become the Thousand Xun Ji, Hun Xiu did not inherit the memories of the Thousand Xun Ji.
After returning to the Martial Spirit Hall, Qian Liu also found a doctor to take a look at Hun Xiu. From Hun Xiu's performance and the doctor's many years of experience, he finally came to an answer, which was that Hun Xiu had lost his memories.
It was indirect amnesia.
His head was broken, but it was not completely broken.
In these three days.
Someone had been guiding Hun Xiu to familiarize himself with the entire Martial Spirit Hall.
… ….
Consecrator Hall.
In the main hall.
It was empty, without a single person. It seemed so empty and cold. Walking into the main hall, it was inevitable that he would feel a little lonely.
At the end of the main hall.
A huge Six-Winged Angel Martial Spirit statue stood there. To be precise, this statue was not a Six-Winged Angel Martial Spirit, but an Angel God.
An Angel God that represented light.
In front of the statue, Qian Liu stood with his hands behind his back, with his back facing the door.
He looked at the statue like this, thinking about something.
When Qian Liu heard Hun Xiu's arrival, he did not turn around. With his back facing Hun Xiu, he gave Hun Xiu a back view.
Qian Liu: "Ji 'er, do you still think who killed you?"
Hun Xiu said tentatively, "Tang Hao?"
Hun Xiu naturally knew who killed "him". Naturally, it was Bibi Dong.
When Qian Dao Liu heard Hun Xiu's words, he fell silent for a moment. After a long while, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "I guess so!"
Qian Dao Liu called Hun Xiu over, wanting to ask him if he still remembered who killed him.
Hun Xiu's answer was "Tang Hao".
Did Hun Xiu really forget?
Moreover, he had deliberately said that it was Tang Hao. This was enough to make the Thousand Paths give up on killing Bi Dong.
This time, when he found Hun Xiu, as long as he said that it was Bibi Dong who killed him, the Thousand Dao Flow would choose to attack Bibi Dong.
So what if Bibi Dong was Qian Renxue's mother?
So be it.
However, Hun Xiu's reply had caused the Thousand Streams to change its mind.
…
"Yes!"
Hun Xiu: "You didn't come back just to ask me such a boring question, did you?"
"Of course not!"
Qian Dao Liu: "Ji 'er, after what happened with Tang Hao, do you have anything to say?"
"You're a Rank 95 Titled Douluo, but you lost to Tang Hao, who just became a Titled Douluo. Don't you have anything to say?"
"I …"
Hun Xiu hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "Although I'm a Rank 95 Titled Douluo, I'm still not stable. I'm willing to resign from my position as the Supreme Pontiff of the Martial Spirit Hall.
"From now on, I'll go into closed-door cultivation. I won't come out until I'm a Rank 99 Peerless Douluo."
"Rank 99 Peerless Douluo?"
When Qian Dao Liu heard this, he turned to look at Hun Xiu. A terrifying pressure spread from Qian Dao Liu's body and pressed down on Hun Xiu.
Hua!
Instantly.
Hun Xiu felt his soul power being suppressed. His body became heavier and heavier, and the ground beneath his feet gradually caved in.
Hun Xiu was still struggling to hold on. He didn't let himself kneel down. Hun Xiu gritted his teeth and persevered.
If he knelt down, it would be embarrassing.
Even if he was the Hidden Room Douluo, Qian Xunji, he was Hun Xiu's Empress Xiu.
A king couldn't be humiliated!
It was impossible for him to kneel and lower his head with just this pressure.
His head was still raised high.
Hun Xiu cursed in his heart, "What's the meaning of this old man?
I'm just going into closed-door cultivation. Does he have to do this? "
…
Qian Dao Liu: "Ji 'er, do you know what a Rank 99 Peerless Douluo means?
Do you want to become a Rank 99 Peerless Douluo? "
Qian Dao Liu didn't want to attack Hun Xiu. It was not so easy to become a Rank 99 Titled Douluo.
The Douluo Continent was so big, and there were only three of them.
Qian Dao Liu understood his son's talent. It was already very impressive that he could become a Rank 95 Titled Douluo.
There were even many opportunities in the Martial Spirit Hall.
Him?
He wanted to become a Rank 99 Peerless Douluo?
Impossible, this was definitely impossible.
Hun Xiu: "Of course I know what a Rank 99 Titled Douluo means. What's wrong?
Old man, are you looking down on me? "
Qian Dao Liu also said directly, "Yes, that's right. No one knows your talent better than I do."
"Becoming a Rank 95 Titled Douluo is already your limit."
"Now, you still want to become a Rank 99 Titled Douluo? I think your brain is damaged. You're dreaming!"
"Hmph …"
Hun Xiu snorted coldly and said, "Old man, if you don't want to believe me, let's wait and see!"
"I'll use facts to tell you that you're just a Rank 99 Peerless Douluo. In my eyes, it's nothing."
"I'll wait and see!"
Thousand Dao Flow retracted his oppressive aura. Hun Xiu had been able to withstand his oppressive aura for so long.
He didn't kneel or beg for mercy.
His willpower was stronger than before, and … his tone was also more arrogant than before.
Not only was his tone bigger, but there was also an inexplicable sense of confidence. This confidence was also a little infectious.
For a moment, Qian Dao Liu believed that Hun Xiu would definitely become a Rank 99 Titled Douluo.
He was very pleased.
At the same time, he also hoped that Hun Xiu could really reach Rank 99.
… …
Qian Dao Liu retracted his pressure, and Hun Xiu pulled his legs out of the sunken ground.
Qian Dao Liu said, "You're actually resigning from the position of Martial Spirit Hall's Pope. Then who do you think is suitable to be the Pope of Martial Spirit Hall?"
Hun Xiu: "Bibi Dong?"
"Bibi Dong?"
Qian Dao Liu frowned slightly. Qian Dao Liu wouldn't forget that it was this woman who almost made him lose his beloved son.
"Why her?"
Hun Xiu: "Bibi Dong is my disciple, and also the Holy Lady of Martial Spirit Hall. No one is more suitable than her to be the new Pope of Martial Spirit Hall."
"Are you serious?"
Qian Dao Liu was silent for a while, and looked at Hun Xiu seriously.
Their eyes met.
The atmosphere in the hall became oppressive.
"Yes!"
Hun Xiu and Qian Dao Liu looked at each other and nodded. "I'm very serious. In my opinion, no one is more suitable than Bibi Dong to be the new Pope of Martial Spirit Hall."
Qian Dao Liu: "Since you've decided to give the position of Pope to Bibi Dong, I respect your choice."
"I will also do my best to cooperate with her to become the new Pope of Martial Spirit Hall."
"But as a father, I think I need to remind you of one thing."
Hun Xiu: "What?"
Qian Dao Liu: "Be careful of Bibi Dong."