Douluo: Spirit Research Diary

Douluo Continent, Star Forest.

At the center of the world, a figure stood in the void, with boundless soul power and countless faiths around him.

As if they had a vague feeling, everyone on Douluo Continent looked up at the sky at the same time, looking at the strong man shrouded in fog.

"There."

Bibi Dong covered her lips.

"In the center of the Star Forest, we all know who it is without guessing!"

Qian Renxue walked out slowly, her body wrapped in a golden angel suit, her face was still beautiful, but the arrogance hidden in her expression was gone.

She actually wanted to ask, "Why?"

"I am a genius with innate level 20 soul power, a leader who is second to none in the world. I still remember that when I first met Han Tao, he was still worried about breaking through level 20, but why."

"Now I can't even see his back."

The offering room of the Wuhun Empire opened, Qian Daoliu slowly walked aside and rubbed her head.

Qian Renxue looked at her grandfather innocently, then acted like a well-behaved girl, and said with a hint of coquettishness, "Grandpa, I'm already a god!"

Qian Daoliu avoided Qian Renxue's gaze and said with a little comfort, "People like Han Tao are the pride of heaven who have not been found in thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years."

"Being in the same era as Han Tao is the sorrow of geniuses, and the greatest romance of the powerful."

He paused as he spoke.

The genius of the previous generation, his two partners.

Tang Chen had died at the hands of Bibi Dong, and Poseidon died because he could not bear the coming of the Sea God. Although this had nothing to do with Han Tao, how could it be said that there was no connection?

"Grandpa, you don't want revenge, do you?"

Qian Renxue raised her voice inadvertently, "I advise you to give up this idea, and don't even think about it, because you can't hide it from Han Tao's illusion."

"I didn't think about revenge."

Qian Daoliu sighed deeply.

"But do you remember the deal we made with Han Tao?"

"We helped him evolve the Blue Silver Grass, and Han Tao provided us with 1/10 of the Blue Silver Clan's power of faith. On this point, Han Tao seems to have not fulfilled his promise."

Before he finished speaking, Han Tao's voice was heard, resounding in the depths of Qian Daoliu's heart.

Under the Eye of Time, the voices of the entire plane were under Han Tao's control, but most of the mixed information was not worth Han Tao's consideration and was usually skipped.

"Qian Daoliu, you fart!"

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu immediately took two steps back and stood up with a frightened face, "Han Tao, isn't it?"

"Humph!"

Han Tao smiled contemptuously, "I have always fulfilled my promises. Even though I am in great need of the power of faith now, I have never lacked it for you."

Qian Renxue pulled her grandfather's hand, her tone was humble, and she didn't even sound like a god.

"That's true. Han Tao gives us a portion of faith every year."

"But the faith he gives us is far less than 1/10 of the faith power he controls."

Thousands of miles away, Han Tao's eyes of time saw Qian Renxue's peerless face and heard her questioning in a forced tone.

So, he explained:

"The share I gave you is correct!"

"1/10 of the faith power of the Blue Silver Clan in Douluo Continent. You think it's not enough because I control more than one clan."

"The Deformed Flower Clan in the Killing City, the Blue Silver Clan in the Sun and Moon Continent, the Blue Silver Emperor Clan in Douluo Continent, and the Star Blue Silver Grass Sequence in the Star Luo Empire."

"The faith power provided by the soul, the faith power born in the past years, and the faith power of other clans are not part of my promise."

In Douluo Continent, the faith power of the Blue Silver Clan is woven.

They only accounted for 0.4% of Han Tao's remaining faith. "It is impossible to fulfill the promise at the cost of sacrificing one's own growth. This is what Han Tao cannot allow."

Even so

Even if it is 0.4% of the total, it exceeds the sum of the power of human faith in the Douluo plane. Now the strength of the Blue Silver Clan exceeds everything. Qian Daoliu should be satisfied. "Qian Daoliu"

Han Tao has made a portrait of him. "Qian Daoliu is not such a greedy person, nor is he a stupid person. Why?"

"Uh" Qian Renxue lowered her head, "We are making trouble!"

Pulled his grandfather's finger again, but his grandfather was unmoved and just snorted.

"Han Tao, this is a deal!"

"While you provide me with Blue Silver Faith, I also need to evolve the same Blue Silver Grass for you. Take a look at what this is!"

Of the 200 sets of Blue Silver Flower Cups, 174 sets were destroyed, and the remaining Blue Silver Grass gave birth to new possibilities.

Following Qian Daoliu's guidance, Han Tao saw the flower cup under his finger clearly, presenting the world in a complex form.

They are the Sunward Lotus representing the golden light of the sun, and the Lotus Leaf controlling the river and rain.

"Hmm"

"The Blue Silver Grass with both sunshine and rain, two martial soul foundations."

Thousands of miles away, at the edge of Han Tao's finger, an equivalent lotus and lotus leaf evolved.

The combination of the two martial soul foundations has already occupied a high position of 1.0 in terms of strength. It is the result of Qian Daoliu's countless efforts and should be rewarded.

"Han Tao, I know that your breakthrough requires the power of faith, and I am not arrogant enough to ask you to provide the power of faith now."

Han Tao: "Oh, then what do you want?"

"The future, my bet is the future."

"When one day you no longer need the power of faith, you can provide Xue'er with 1/10 of the power of faith as the reward for our transaction at this moment."

Han Tao remained silent, as if he was thinking and confused.

"What if there is no such day?"

"What if I need the power of faith from beginning to end?"

Qian Daoliu laughed "hahaha", "The life of the gods is long enough, I believe Xue'er can wait for this day."

"If this day really does not come, or you do not intend to fulfill your promise, I can't blame you for anything, I can only say that my bet has failed."

Qian Renxue looked up at the sky. Of course, she could not see Han Tao, but she knew that Han Tao could see her.

A trace of tenderness flashed in her eyes, "Han Tao, you can't let us down."

"Okay."

"You are very smart, you are all very smart!"

Han Tao nodded slightly.

"Lotus, lotus leaf"

The evolution of the blue silver grass under Qian Daoliu's guidance is not perfect. This martial soul only contains two foundations of the blue silver tribe, and its strength is barely stopped at (1.0).

"Excuse me, they have been unable to keep up with the growth of the tribe."

"But this does not mean that this martial soul is meaningless, and the evolution path of this blue silver grass is meaningless. It plays a vital role in the construction of the entire tribe and even the entire realm."

Han Tao's fingers swayed gently.

The lotus roots on the earth, the lotus leaves in the clear lake, and the lotus facing the sun are like three stars swaying together, rippling like poetry.

"Martial soul foundation."

From two foundations, it evolved into a three-dimensional foundation, and its strength is perfect in the range of 1.0.

Han Tao arrived at the starlight altar again and looked up at the fireworks falling from the starlight.

Once again, the distorted flower is pulled, with the deep genetic sequence, guiding the three complex foundations of "lotus, lotus leaf, and lotus root" to move towards a high value of 1.2 intensity, reaching the limit that can be understood at this moment.