In the high-end restaurant of the Pope's Palace, Meng Yiran said gratefully.

"You're welcome." Lin Langtian shook his head, the ten-thousand-year-old blood dragon ginseng gifted to him by the Unrivaled Dragon Snake was worth making arrangements for Meng Yiran.

Not much to say, the two had dinner quietly.

The restaurants in the Pope's Palace are also divided into levels, and the place Lin Langtian chose is the highest level. Usually, only cardinals and above are eligible to enter and enjoy delicious food.

The ingredients are all special, and all the dishes are delicacies.

"Wuhundian is so extravagant..." Meng Yiran couldn't help licking his tongue, opening and closing his small cherry mouth frequently, and the corners of his mouth were stained with oil.

Opposite her, Lin Langtian was taking his time.

After noticing this, Meng Yiran slowed down with embarrassment, took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, his heart pounding.

Before parting, grandmother explained many things to her.

The ultimate goal is to gain the favor of the Son.

I want to find a way to marry the Holy Son?

Taking a few peeks at Lin Langtian's side face, Meng Yiran's cheeks were flushed, and he raised the topic softly: "Holy Son, what does the Academy of Soul Masters directly under the Pope's Palace look like?"

Lin Langtian raised his eyes and said lightly:

"Teaching students in accordance with their aptitude, the mimetic training site, various training resources, and teachers are all the most outstanding in the mainland. There are only a hundred students, but there are nearly a thousand teaching soul masters."

It can be said that the soul masters who have graduated from the Pope's Palace Soul Master Academy will have the lowest future achievement as a soul sage.

Of course, after coming out, he became a member of Wuhun Temple as a matter of course.

Meng Yiran also had this preparation in his heart, and he didn't get entangled. After listening to the explanation carefully, a shy smile appeared on his face, and he looked at Lin Langtian and asked in a very low voice:

"Holy Son, if I'm in trouble... can I ask you for help?"

"Of course." Lin Langtian nodded.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Meng Yiran's mood suddenly improved a lot, and he decided to come to Lin Langtian to strengthen his relationship when he had the opportunity in the future.

Whether it is for the happiness of your family or yourself, you should try bravely.

Lin Langtian didn't understand her thoughts, and took her back to the room after dinner, and at the same time ordered a college teacher to take her through the admission procedures tomorrow.

……

Go back to your room.

No one is empty.

The attendant Ah Chun is just an ordinary person, and it will take two or three months to return to Soto City.

"I should have let the soul master take Ah Chun with me earlier."

Lin Langtian said angrily.

Sit cross-legged on the bed, close your eyes and meditate.

Collecting his complicated thoughts, Lin Langtian began to think about the next schedule.

The engagement will undoubtedly be cancelled.

Zhu Zhuqing is indeed a beauty, but he doesn't want to hinder his pursuit of Bibi Dong.

Moreover, that family has no kinship with him at all, how could it be possible for him to get engaged to a rich and noble daughter?

"Go to the Star Luo Empire in the near future and sever ties with that family."

The next step is to destroy or subdue the Power Clan.

"Come out and meet me." Just as Lin Langtian was thinking about how to proceed, a sudden voice made him frown.

You know, he is a seventy-two level soul saint.

The perception of the surroundings is terrifying, even Contra may not be able to compare with it.

"Looks like a Title Douluo?"

Lin Langtian didn't think too much, and left the room following the voice.

It was already night, and there were not many soul masters in the corridor.

Pushing away a top-level reception room where the voice came from, Lin Langtian saw a tall and straight figure at first sight, it was an old man whose muscles could not be concealed by a pure white robe.

With his back to Lin Langtian, he stood with his hands behind his back.

The whole body has an aura like an abyss.

Lin Langtian clearly understood that the other party was a Titled Douluo, who had surpassed level ninety-five.

Then, the identity of the other party will become clear...

"Holy Son is very good. Let me introduce myself. This old man is the sixth enshrined Fifteen Ton Douluo in the Hall of Elders." Fifteen Ton Douluo slowly turned around, revealing a calm and majestic face.

Consecration in the Hall of Elders?Lin Langtian was stunned.

In the current situation of Wuhun Hall, Pope Bibi Dong has not yet been able to cover the sky with one hand, and there is also the Hall of Elders above her.

And supporting the transcendent status of the Hall of Elders is the ninety-ninth-level title Douluo Qian Daoliu, who is also the father of the previous Pope Chihiro Ji, who has been deliberately suppressing Bibi Dong.

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