Self-struggle starting from Douluo

After Gu Xun'er's reminder, Xiao Yan suddenly realized and said, "Yes, Qing Huan, where is your cultivation?"

Qing Huan said with a smile: "My cultivation is naturally in me."

Xiao Yan frowned and said, “Before, I just couldn’t sense your cultivation clearly, but after all, I could still sense that you have cultivation. But now… the feeling you give me is no different from that of an ordinary person without cultivation!
And the soul power is the same...If I hadn't seen you with my own eyes, my soul perception wouldn't be able to sense your existence at all!"

Qing Huan smiled and said, "I have gained something, which means I am good at guarding... Okay, didn't you say you were here to pick me up?"

"Oh, by the way, the ancient tribe's coming-of-age ceremony is about to begin, let's go quickly."

……

The unicorn's back was very spacious. Xiao Yan hugged Gu Xun'er, leaving a space behind for Qing Huan.

Many flying monsters in the sky were heading in the same direction, and their group of three was undoubtedly the most eye-catching.

Under the guidance of Gu Xun'er, they landed in front of a palace, and strange gazes were cast over from the surroundings.

Qinghuan decisively distanced herself from them.

Many people had already sat down in the ancient square. Among the crowd, an old man was waving at Qinghuan.

It’s Mangtian ruler!

Qing Huan said hello to Xiao Yan, then left and went to Mang Tian Chi.

I haven't seen you for a long time. This old man Mang Tianchi has actually broken through to the level of Dou Sheng.

As soon as he saw Qing Huan, Mang Tian Chi said with a smile: "As expected of you, I heard of your reputation as soon as I came out of seclusion, you are the ninth-grade alchemy grandmaster!"

Qing Huan said with a smile: "You are already a Dou Sheng, how can you take a mere ninth rank seriously?"

Mang Tianchi was speechless and said, "Ninth rank, even in the Medicine Clan, it is the best!"

Qing Huan thought for a moment and whispered, "I heard that the Yao Clan only values ​​bloodline... is that true?"

Mang Tianchi looked around, then lowered his head and said, "The competition between the imperial clans is about the number of Dou Shengs. Thousands of years ago, the Medicine Clan paid more attention to the development of alchemy, but in the last thousand years, things have changed. With the strength of the Soul Clan, the Medicine Clan has to pay attention to cultivation... and in the Imperial Clan, bloodline determines the upper limit of cultivation."

Qing Huan suddenly realized and said with emotion: "Involution!"

“Involution?”

Mang Tianchi savored the word, nodded in agreement, and then turned to voice transmission, saying: "The martial arts that our Thunder Clan got from you, is it the "Source Qi Jue" you mentioned?"

Qing Huan shook his head and replied in a voice transmission: "No, that was just a part separated from the Source Qi Jue. I haven't completed the complete Source Qi Jue yet."

Mang Tianchi smacked his lips and said, "It's a pity that it doesn't match my attributes. If I specialize in it, I won't be able to break through to Dou Sheng so quickly."

"You have the thunder attribute..." Qing Huan thought for a moment and said, "I have recently created the 'Nine Dragons Thunder Gang Gong'. If the Thunder Clan is interested, come and exchange it."

Mang Tianchi smiled bitterly and said, "I can't afford it..."

Qing Huan glanced at him: "Poor bastard!"

Mang Tianchi's eyes were complicated, and he asked, "What kind of cultivation do you have, fellow?"

Qing Huan said calmly: "Dou Zun!"

Mang Tianchi rolled his eyes: "Go ahead and fool the devil... I'm a Dou Sheng!"

Qing Huan laughed and said, "What's wrong with Dou Sheng? You are a half-saint, and when I was Dou Wang, you couldn't see my cultivation level clearly, let alone now!"

Mang Tianchi sighed and said, "That's right. I could vaguely sense your cultivation before, but now I can't sense it at all. In my eyes, you are no different from an ordinary person!"

Qing Huan changed the subject and said, "By the way, I will also enter the Heavenly Tomb after the ceremony. When the time comes, the Ancient Clan will ask you, and you must agree to it."

Mang Tianchi was stunned: "You are not from the imperial clan, why would the ancient clan let you in?"

Qing Huan said casually: "Gu Yuan said that there is a projection of a strong man who briefly stepped into the Doudi realm in the Heavenly Tomb."

Mang Tianchi was startled, then he seemed to be thinking about something and asked, "Xiao Xuan?"

Qing Huan was surprised and asked, "Huh? You know that too?" Mang Tianchi exclaimed, "That guy is quite a tough guy. In fact, the Doudi bloodline of the Xiao clan had dried up a thousand years ago, but Xiao Xuan still relied on the dried up emperor blood to cultivate all the way to the peak Dousheng.

Later, in order to continue the Emperor's blood, the whole family concentrated their blood to try to reach the Dou Emperor realm, but failed... Now that I think about it, it wasn't a complete failure?"

Qing Huan spread his hands and said, "Anyway, that's what Gu Yuan said. I'll go in and find Xiao Xuan to ask him."

Mang Tianchi said with some worry: "Once you enter the Heavenly Tomb, life and death are your own responsibility. If you want to seek opportunities, it depends on your own ability... Hey, why should I worry about you!"

Qing Huan pursed her lips to signal, "Let's begin!"

……

An ancient bell suddenly resounded throughout the world. The sound of the bell spread throughout the vast mountains, and finally spread throughout the vast mountains.

"The time has come, let the ceremony begin."

After the bell rang out, a mighty plain voice suddenly came out from the void space. The terrifying pressure contained in that voice made many people in the square take a breath. .

Mang Tianchi curled his lips and whispered: "Fighting Saint, your cultivation is higher than mine."

Qing Huan looked straight ahead and said, "He is a Dou Sheng, his cultivation level is higher than yours."

Mang Tianchi was stunned for a moment, and said: "It really is..."

He had just broken through to the level of Douluo Saint, and was considered the lowest level among Douluo Saints.

There were already quite a few props placed on the square, of various kinds. Qinghuan didn't recognize most of them. It was only after Mang Tianchi introduced them that he began to understand them.

Three elders of the ancient tribe, who were dressed very formally, stood up from their seats not far away with serious expressions and then walked into the center of the square.

Mang Tianchi twisted his body uncomfortably and whispered, "Why do I feel like there are several extremely obscure auras paying attention to me?"

Qing Huan glanced at the mountain not far away and said, "They are looking at me, you are just a bystander."

In the square, the three old men were ready and were reading out the first name on the list:
"The ceremony begins... Lingquan!"

Mang Tianchi laughed softly and said, "The one you almost threw to death."

Qinghuan is speechless.

In the square, hearing the shouts of the three elders, Ling Quan hurriedly stood up, moved his body, and rushed into the field with great vigor, and saluted respectfully to the three elders.

An elder of the ancient tribe with a serious expression clenched his hands, and a star disk nearly ten feet in size appeared in front of him. Lingquan also stepped forward quickly, touched the star disk with his palm, and closed his eyes.

As Lingquan closed his eyes, a burst of strong light burst out from the astrolabe, and six stars slowly emerged.

Seeing these six stars, the ancient clan elder nodded, and then shouted loudly: "Lingquan, the seventh commander of the Black Annihilation Army, a one-star Dou Zun with a strength of one star, and a sixth-grade bloodline level, has been decided by the Council of Elders to be given the golden color. Clan emblem!”

Mang Tianchi whispered: "The bloodline of the imperial family is divided into ten grades, with grade one being the lowest and grade ten being the highest... and the family emblem is something that has been passed down by the imperial family since ancient times.

In critical moments, it can make the bloodline power surge. The clan emblem is divided into four levels, from low to high, they are silver, gold, purple gold, and seven-color gold. "

Qing Huan asked curiously, "Is it to make the Doudi bloodline power surge, or simply to make the bloodline power surge?"

Mang Tianchi was stunned, and thought: "This... should be the bloodline of the Dou Emperor, right? The clan emblem is something that only the Emperor Clan possesses."

Qing Huan pointed to the center of his brow and said, "Look at this of mine, is it the clan emblem?"

Mang Tianchi turned his head and saw a silver mark faintly visible between Qing Huan's eyebrows: "Hiss - a bit similar... but it feels different!"

Qing Huan nodded, concealed the mark on his forehead, and whispered, "I'll think of a way to bring this family crest inheritance over to me later."

Mang Tianchi was surprised and asked: "Did you discover something?"

Qing Huan thought for a moment and said, "Three souls nourish the mind, seven spirits nourish the body... I guess it has something to do with courage."

Mang Tianchi looked bewildered: "Courage?"

Qing Huan explained: "There is such an explanation. A complete person is composed of soul and spirit, and the blood inheritance and blood power are all in the spirit... It is one of the seven spirits." (End of this chapter)