Douluo: Becoming a God From Dreaming

Chapter 72 The Next Pope? (seeking subscription)
Inside the Pope's Basilica.

Wang Shenmeng told Bibi Dong what he had just experienced.

"The foot of the wall has been dug on the head of this seat. Those old things are really too much."

Bibi Dong was very angry, but at the same time she was extremely vigilant.

Qingluan Douluo and Guangling Douluo appeared together, which showed that the Enshrinement Hall coveted him as a disciple.

She could see more clearly than Wang Shenmeng, and saw through their tricks at a glance.

One of these two guys sings a bad face, the other sings a red face, and after a combination of punches, my disciple really has a good impression of Qingluan Douluo, and he will be taught by the other party for a long time in the future, and the possibility of being poached is not small.

The point is that he saw something different from Guangling Douluo's actions, which made her very complicated and instinctively disgusted.

"It's not their turn to make the final decision on my apprentice's life-long affairs. Now they start to point fingers. Do they still care about me, the pope?"

A cold light flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes, and she was even more dissatisfied with the gang of immortals in the worship hall.

But she was still very satisfied with her apprentice's performance. She reported the matter to herself immediately. Her attitude and stance were correct, and she was not fooled by a few words.

"Yes, you are doing well."

Bibi Dong showed a soft smile and did not hesitate to praise.

Then Yulu mocked: "That Qingluan Douluo looks young, but in fact he is over 90 years old, and his soul power is only level 97. He has lived to the age of a dog, what is there to be proud of?"

"What he can teach you, the teacher, I can teach you. What he can't give you, the teacher can also give you. After a few years, when you grow up a little bit, the teacher will make you a holy son and make you the successor to the teacher." the next generation of popes.”

"Senior Sister, she is older than me, and started earlier than me, so the throne should be passed on to her."

Wang Shen Meng half-truthed and half-falsely said that he didn't have much idea about the position of pope. For him, becoming a god was the first goal. As long as he became a god, all secular power would be fleeting.

But it seems like it would be nice if I could experience what it's like to be a pope.

Bibi Dong said indifferently: "You two are my disciples and have equal inheritance rights, but Nana's talent and strength are much inferior to yours. The strength of the soul master world is the most respected. No matter from which aspect, you have more Priority inheritance, unless one day her talent and strength become stronger than yours."

In fact, she still didn't say a word. If she wants to become Pope, she must also get the support of the Hall of Elders, otherwise she will not be able to sit firmly in the position. Even if she barely takes the position, she is not a puppet.

Bibi Dong's ability to secure his position was not only due to his own super strength, but also the support of Qian Daoliu, the master of the Elder Hall.

It was only because Qian Renxue was too young that Qian Daoliu reluctantly supported her in ascending to the throne, so he was also wary of her and even regarded her as a transitional tool.

The Hall of Elders is a check and balance on the pope's power. It has the power to reject the pope's decrees, and even the power to depose the pope by all resolutions. When voting on major matters, one elder has one vote, and the pope only has three votes.

Although Bibi Dong was unwilling to be reduced to a pawn and kept wrestling with the Hall of Elders, she didn't want to tear herself apart with the Hall of Elders unless it was absolutely necessary.

In the past few years of her succession to the throne, she has been infiltrated and wooed, but she has only won the support of some Title Douluo. In terms of influence, she is far from being able to compare with Qian Daoliu. peace is maintained.

Since the Enshrinement Hall values ​​his young apprentice very much, and he also likes him very much, then appointing him as his heir will establish a buffer and bond between the two parties, which will do more good than harm to the senior officials of Wuhun Hall who have quite clear barriers. of.

Another reason is to bind the little apprentice to him. What could be more attractive than the position of the pope's next pope?
No matter how hard the hall of worship digs, can it still give greater benefits than the position of the pope?
Therefore, Hu Liena, who was at a disadvantage in all aspects for various reasons, was naturally eliminated.

What can Wang Shenmeng say?
The higher-ups deliberately cultivated it, and even set it as the next generation by default. This is a good thing that many people can't dream of, and it just fell on their own head so calmly.

He really had nothing else to say but humble gratitude.

Wang Shenmeng said with a serious face: "The teacher's teaching cultivates kindness, and the students will remember it in their hearts."

Bibi Dongmei looked at his serious look, but she had a special charm, because she was so handsome, her figure was flawless, and she had a particularly attractive beauty, no matter what she did, she was extremely pleasing to the eye.

Bibi Dong liked it even more in her heart, and said softly: "You are my disciple, we are one master and disciple, the Pope should belong to you, and it is also the teacher's responsibility to train you."

Wang Shenmeng was moved in her heart, and looked at the teacher's face carefully. The fair skin, exquisite facial features, and lavender hair all exuded amazing beauty, making people unable to help but indulge in it, but they were also noble and gentle. The temperament is unattainable, but it is unattainable and dare not be profane.

But Wang Shenmeng's powerful perception ability was so keen that she felt the slightest hint of darkness surging under this beautiful and graceful appearance. She seemed to have endless darkness eroding the light, bringing indescribable depression and pain.

Perhaps other people, such as Ghost Douluo, can also detect this. They may think that this is a manifestation of the Pope's powerful power, bringing people this kind of heartfelt and instinctive oppression.

But Wang Shenmeng knew that this was not the case. That dark and evil aura came from the evil thoughts of the Rakshasa God, and it was bit by bit eroding Bibi Dong's sanity. destroy her.

Wang Shenmeng was not just guessing out of thin air. Since this time, he had carefully observed Bibi Dong's mental state using his dreaming powers.

Although he couldn't enter Bibi Dong's dream, but from the spiritual energy escaping from her dream, the entangled and eroded deep evil aura far exceeded the level of Titled Douluo, and it was the power only a true god would have.

Wang Shenmeng dared to absorb the spiritual energy unconsciously emitted by the titled Douluo, and could barely digest it. However, just a trace of the evil god's aura made him very uncomfortable, and there was no way to purify it for the time being.

If he hadn't possessed the mysterious Dream Butterfly Martial Spirit, which has a powerful ability to devour and purify all non-substantial energy, plus the source of the Holy Dragon of Light has a natural restraint effect on evil, I'm afraid he would have been killed by that trace of energy. The evil thoughts of Rakshasa are polluted.

Bibi Dong's eyelashes trembled slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable being looked at by Wang Shenmeng.

It is very rude to keep staring at others like this, especially between members of the opposite sex.

If Wang Shenmeng hadn't been his favorite disciple, plus he was young, if it had been another man, Bibi Dong would have slapped him away.

Feeling her apprentice's gaze that seemed to be real, she was being seen from the inside out. Bibi Dong's beautiful face was quietly stained with a hint of bright red, her delicate body twisted undetectably, and she felt a little angry in her heart.

"Xiaomeng, why do you keep staring at the teacher? Is there something on my face?"

Bibi Dong tried her best to keep her tone as calm as possible, facing Wang Shenmeng's gaze, and asked calmly.

"No, the teacher's face is very clean, the best and cleanest face I have ever seen."

Wang Shenmeng praised sincerely.

The corners of Bibi Dong's lips curved up quietly, and then she said with a straight face: "You are so smooth-talking, how can you talk to your teacher like this?"

"Can't help it, can't help it!"

Wang Shenmeng laughed twice, and suddenly said solemnly: "It's just that I think the teacher's mental state is not good, as if he has been polluted by some evil force. That's why I want to observe carefully to see if I can help the teacher."

(End of this chapter)