Douluo: Being kidnapped into the Holy Spirit Church at the beginning

"I'm going to start."

As soon as Rong Nianbing finished speaking, Jiang Jue, who was standing beside him, suddenly felt that Rong Nianbing's aura had changed.

Originally he was easy-going and elegant, but at this moment he became as solemn as a mountain. A feeling of suffocation and oppression caused Jiang Jue's soul to ripple slightly.

The next moment, Rong Nianbing moved. His right hand shook slightly, and his index finger and middle finger naturally reached into a cloth bag in front of the kitchen counter. When his fingers left the cloth bag, they brought out a cold light.

It was a small knife, no more than five inches long, with a very small blade head. The blade was the same length as the handle at the back. Although it was a bit strange, there was also an inexplicable sense of fit. The front half of the blade emitted a faint blue light, and there seemed to be a hideous pattern carved on the side of the blade.

Rong Nianbing grabbed into the air, and a large white plate and nine juicy green cucumbers flew over, with the cucumbers lying in the middle of the plate.

Jiang Jue concentrated his attention and watched the movements of Rong Nianbing's hands intently.

The next moment, Rong Nianbing was heard chanting softly.

"Where the ghost hand falls, the world changes, and the carving becomes a hundred swirling waves. The divine work is still there through the ages, and the knife rises to reflect the waning moon in the cold spring."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Jue noticed that Rong Nianbing's slender fingers moved the blade, and every time he recited a word, a mark would appear on the top of the nine cucumbers, and green debris would fall off.

The blue light kept spinning and dancing in the plate. When the last word "Quan" fell, Jiang Jue saw deeply that two hundred and sixty-one cuts had been completed in this short period of chanting.

A piece of green debris fell neatly in the center of the plate, forming a perfect circular dark green pattern. The lines were very clear, but the most shocking thing was the carving on the plate.

Nine jade-like objects stood in line with their heads held high. Then, nine jade-like dragon heads appeared. These dragon heads were lifelike, and they all held their heads high, as if they were puffing out clouds and mist.

Seeing Rong Nianbing looking at him, Jiang Jue's eyes showed a hint of admiration.

Rong Nianbing glanced at Jiang Jue and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Then, he made a virtual upward movement with his left hand, and a thick mist emerged at the bottom of the plate, emitting a faint chill, which instantly made everything around him seem as if it were shrouded in clouds and mist.

The plate also started to rotate at this time. Every time the tail of a cucumber turned around, a cold blue light appeared. After three seconds, emerald green debris spread out underneath, forming the shape of nine clouds. Against their backdrop, nine lifelike emerald green dragon tails appeared.

Rong Nianbing threw an ice ball into the plate, and suddenly nine green dragons seemed to come alive, shuttling back and forth in the surrounding clouds and mist, like nine dragons playing with a pearl.

Jiang Jue could see that the bodies of these nine green dragons were connected by slices of cucumber as thin as cicada wings, yet there was not the slightest separation, which was truly a work of exquisite craftsmanship.

“How does this dish look?”

Rong Nianbing first nodded slightly, then looked at Jiang Jue beside him and asked.

"The senior's knife skills are simply superb. I admire them very much."

Jiang Jue gave a thumbs up and said in agreement, it was obviously just nine cucumbers, but Rong Nianbing made them so appetizing.

"Want to learn? After years of studying the Long Yu Ji sword dance technique, I have mastered it to the point where I can master all the techniques."

Rong Nianbing smiled slightly and said seductively.

This is also the reason why he wants to show off his skills.

As long as Jiang Jue said he wanted to, he would immediately preach to him, and then take the opportunity to talk about the matter of inheriting the throne of God.

As expected of him, amazing wisdom!
"Senior, if you were to teach me such a wonderful sword technique, there should be certain conditions, right?" Although Jiang Jue didn't know what Rong Nianbing was thinking, he knew clearly why he pulled him up.

The people in the lower world tried desperately to become gods, but the God of Emotions could not stand the loneliness of the gods' world. He always wanted to leave the gods' world and go out with his wives to explore the wonderful new world.

At the beginning, God King Tang took advantage of this point of Rong Nianbing. Not only did he let him pass the throne of the God of Emotions to Huo Yuhao, he also let Rong Nianbing stay in the God Realm to work illegally for him.

"Well, that's right. You are very smart. There is no free lunch in the world. However, my conditions are only good for you. If you want to learn my swordsmanship, you must inherit my throne."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jue thought to himself that it was indeed the case.

"Since the senior is willing to teach me, then I naturally have no reason to refuse. However, I have already started the assessment for the Rakshasa Godhood. Will this have no impact?"

Jiang Jue spoke up and said that he naturally wanted the God of Emotions, although it was not suitable for him. But when the time comes, he can give it to the Soul Refining Banner for refining. Just like the Angel God, he can control the divinity inside and pass it on to the people around him.

For him, the more gods there are, the better.

I just don't know what expression King Tang will have when he finds out that he has shot himself in the foot.

It will be fun to think about it.

"Well, very good, you are an honest little fellow. You inherit your Rakshasa throne and I pass on mine. Is there any conflict?"

"Of course there is no conflict."

Rong Nianbing patted Jiang Jue's shoulder and gave Jiang Jue a reassuring look. From the moment he brought Jiang Jue into the God Realm, he felt the Rakshasa divinity in Jiang Jue's body.

But he really didn't want to stay in the God Realm. Although Jiang Jue's ability was not compatible with his, it was not impossible to get on the bus first and buy the ticket later.

Hearing Rong Nianbing say this, Jiang Jue naturally had no doubts and bowed.

"I am willing to inherit your throne."

After Jiang Jue uttered these few simple words, a cluster of golden light instantly appeared on Rong Nianbing's body. The next moment, the same golden light also appeared on Jiang Jue's soul body.

It seems like there is no time to waste.

"Jiang Jue, from this moment on, you are my heir. Although as a member of the God Realm, I cannot possibly interfere with anything in the lower realm."

"But after you have my divine seed, your growth will be smoother. My godhood is called emotion. The deeper your understanding of emotion, the smoother it will be when you inherit my godhood in the future."

Rong Nianbing said this solemnly, but for some reason, Jiang Jue could hear a hint of impatience in his tone.

Is this an illusion?
As he spoke, Rong Nianbing raised his right hand, and a golden seed-like object appeared, slowly floating towards Jiang Jue and merging into Jiang Jue's spiritual sea.

"This is……"

Jiang Jue was surprised to find that after this seed entered his soul, his soul instantly boiled and gradually became tinged with golden light.

“Is this… Divine consciousness?!”

ps: The protagonist will have the God King position, these two are refined into the Soul Refining Banner
(End of this chapter)