The Heavens: Falling Ink From Douluo

Chapter 138 History Ten Thousand Years Later
"Cock bang~"

"Cock bang~"

"Cock bang~"

The tiny sound of gold and stone cracking resounded in the corner of the library. It was an unobtrusive sound, but it contained Qian Daoliu's full anger.

"idiot!"

"A bunch of idiots!"

"Xue'er was young and never dated."

"Although there is something wrong, it can be forgiven."

"At most, it's just a warning..."

"But you idiots..."

"And that idiot Bibi Dong..."

"It's like throwing my Spirit Hall's face into disrepute!"

Qian Daoliu tightly gripped the metal ball in his hand.

Silently roaring in my heart.

His face was as calm as ever, only the handfuls of metal powder that slipped from his fingertips explained how bad his mood was at the moment!

At this moment, he was seeing the "glorious" deeds recorded in the history books about the five enshrined Guangling Douluo of the Wuhun Temple who used his own strength to fight against the entire Haotian Formation, so he couldn't help but increase the strength at hand.

Qian Daoliu felt that if he didn't find some way to vent his anger at this moment, he might lose control of his emotions!
What does it mean to play a good hand poorly?
This is called a good hand played poorly!
That is the Nine Great Elders, the Nine Great Enshrining!
The two were enshrined beside Xue'er.

There are only seven priests left.

Excluding him, there are six more.

Row!
Let's relax some restrictions!
Just assume that you Bibi Dong can't mobilize all the offerings!
You can always mobilize the nine elders, right?

A simple soul hunting operation, a task that can be solved in one go, how could it cause three ups and downs?
First, Ghost Douluo was killed.

Well, died on "Justice's Backstab".

I won't say anything about this.

He had indeed never seen the Seagod Trident.

However, recalling the lover in his dream, Qian Daoliu still consciously found an excuse for the ghost, after all, he also knew the power of a divine weapon.

It's like he's playing ghosts.

With just one look, the ghost has to kneel.

There is no way, this is the restraint of the martial soul.

But let's talk about Bibidong, knowing that once the ghost died, the trump card of the martial soul fusion skill would be gone, so she led the rest of the elders to give it away!
Brain is sick!
How would a normal person play this hand?
Bring all nine Titled Douluo with you, leave at most one or two Titled Douluo to sit in the Wuhun Hall, and take precautions against them enshrining the Hall. I saw the transformed 10-year-old soul beast and the other two 10-year-old soul beasts. After the soul beasts, just let Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo release the martial soul fusion skill, and then you, Bibi Dong, and the other five titled Douluo release the ninth soul skill. It can't stop the ninth spirit ability of you, Bibi Dong and the five Title Douluo!

What an easy way to play!

There is no need for a trick anymore!

It's completely relying on the cards to beat you hard!
It's like you have four twos, and the opponent has a big king and a small three. You insist on playing a single two, but you are controlled by the opponent's king, and finally, you are singled out by a small three...

The only way to lose was found by you, Bibi Dong...

What else can he say as a great priest of the Wuhun Hall?

Of course, Cher is not without problems.

Instead, her problems are just as serious.

In other words, the problem of Wuhundian is very serious.

Thinking of this, Qian Daoliu wished to go back to the past and strangle an unfilial son to death without affecting Xue'er's birth.

What a powerful elder hall and worship hall!
But because of internal strife, he was dead and crippled!

There are not many descriptions in the history books.

It only wrote who died in the hands of so and so.

but……

"If there was no internal fighting at that time..."

"Xue'er accepted Bibi Dong..."

"The Seven Great Priests rushed to Jialing Pass..."

"The two gods, Rakshasa God and Angel God, even if they fight with their eyes closed, how can they not defeat Tang San, a mere level 99 sea god!"

Qian Daoliu gritted his teeth and clutched the metal ball.

Arms are trembling slightly.

For a Limit Douluo, this was an action that shouldn't have happened, and it was enough to show how angry Qian Daoliu was at the moment!

Sit quietly in the library all afternoon.

Outrage from first sight.

To gradually start to meditate.

And then to the last silent thought.

Qian Daoliu can touch his conscience and say: the psychological journey he walked in this afternoon is more than the 100 or even 150 years of his first half of his life!
However, the only thing that comforts him is...

"The Rakshasa God Bibidong blocked the star-piercing blow of the Seagod Lord Seagod for the Angel God Qian Renxue, and in the end, she fell on the spot with that evil!"

This is what is written in the book.

But Qian Daoliu is very clear-history books are all written by the victors!

Some records...

Believe it, but not all of it...

"And Xue'er is not the kind of wolf-hearted person!"

"Bibidong was willing to block a blow for Xueer, and even paid the price with her own life. It can be seen that Xueer no longer hated Bibidong at that time, and Bibidong no longer hated Xueer either!"

This was the only piece of good news he found among all the bad news.

Even if it's just what he thinks is good news...

But this means that Wuhundian is saved!

The Hall of Elders and the Hall of Consecration are in one accord!

The Pope is united with the Son and Daughter!
Such a Spirit Hall is the perfect Spirit Hall!
Such a Spirit Hall is the most powerful Spirit Hall!

And to meet the above four requirements, the fundamental factor does not lie in how hard he worked, but in: taking this book back to Bibi Dong, who is also a smart person, and remembering the shame of the year, as it is, Tell Qian Renxue if you make any changes!

"Can I do it?"

Qian Daoliu looked at the sunset and red clouds outside the window.

Slowly close your eyes and slow your breathing.

how many years?

This is the first time he feels tired...

He seems to be sleeping with his eyes closed...

Then, when I woke up, I realized that everything was a dream...

However, this is the truth!

This is the fact he has to face!

He shouldn't feel tired, but should be grateful for it!
After all, he already had the foresight, didn't he?

but……

that shame...

Is it still going to tarnish Qianjia's reputation after all...

Qian Daoliu thought a lot during the ten minutes he closed his eyes. He thought of the Wuhun Temple in the original world, the continental structure in the original world, and the common people and evil spirit masters in this world... …

"Infamy, let the old man recite it alone!"

"Accuse, just accuse the old man of being selfish!"

"When the incident happened, the old man didn't have the courage to punish his heirs. After the incident, until Xue'er became an adult, the old man didn't have the courage to admit the facts. Now, if he still thinks of putting things aside and letting others go, holding the angel's lineage and Rakshasa Is it not a betrayal of my belief to have an opposing idea?"

Qian Daoliu slowly opened his eyes: "All the world is suffering, and only being fair and upright can balance everything. The Wuhun Palace must master the power to balance everything. This is the true sense of cutting off suffering!"

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