Douluo: The inheritance of the two gods, I am Qian Renxue's younger brother

Chapter 95: Yin's Decision

"Teacher, did we guess wrong?"

In the Spirit Temple, Prince Xue Qinghe looked at Sarath's leaving back, with a look of worry and suspicion on his face, and asked: "Could it be that this matter really has nothing to do with the people of the Spirit Temple?"

"Not too possible."

Ning Fengzhi stood up, shook his head slightly, and walked out of the Spirit Temple.

Seeing this, Xue Qinghe quickly followed, and only after they were completely out of the Spirit Temple did he dare to ask in a low voice: "Teacher, do you have any other opinions?"

"good."

Ning Fengzhi nodded and admitted it, then said softly: "You need to know the identities of Xue Beng and Xue Xing, and where they died!"

Hearing this, Xue Qinghe narrowed his eyes slightly, and after thinking for a moment, his expression was shocked, as if he understood something, and exclaimed: "Teacher, you mean, behind that person, there is another Titled Douluo hiding in the dark?"

If that were the case, that would explain it.

Although their Tiandou royal family did not have a powerful Titled Douluo, it was impossible for a teenager in his teens to barge in. After all, even Tang Hao, the youngest Titled Douluo, did not break through until he was forty-four years old.

"of course."

Ning Fengzhi chuckled and replied, "That young man is the successor of the Spirit Hall. If you were Qian Daoliu or Bibi Dong, would you not send a Titled Douluo to follow him in secret?"

"Too."

Xue Qinghe thought about it and felt that what his teacher said made sense, so he asked, "Then teacher, based on your suggestion, what should our Tiandou Empire do?"

"Now if the royal family wants to take revenge and regain face, there is only one way, and that is to find the exact evidence that the Spirit Hall took action."

As Ning Fengzhi walked, he asked nonchalantly, "But even if we find him, what can we do? Do you think the Spirit Hall will hand over their Holy Son?"

"Can we just let it go like this?"

Xue Qinghe clenched his fists, his handsome face full of unwillingness, and he gritted his teeth and said, "We lost a prince and a prince in the Tiandou Empire, and even the national treasury was plundered!"

"Who told Xue Beng and Xue Xing to snatch someone else's maid?"

Faced with his student's reluctance, Ning Fengzhi just smiled calmly and reminded: "Besides, do you think a maid can induce the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall to kill Xue Beng and Xue Xing?"

"Teacher, what do you mean!"

Hearing his teacher's reminder, Xue Qinghe's pupils shrank slightly, as if he understood something.

"Yes, I suspect that woman is not a maid at all, but his wife or concubine, because only in this way can it explain why the other party brought that woman to Tiandou City for shopping."

Ning Fengzhi sighed and advised softly, "Why not, forget it and tell His Majesty to be patient. After all, Xue Beng and Xue Xing were also at fault in this matter. If they didn't have that intention, how could they die?"

Hearing this, Xue Qinghe fell silent, not knowing what to say.

"Don't forget, the Spirit Hall has the most high-end combat power in the entire continent, and it is also the strongest. Even if all the Titled Douluo from the three major sects come together, they will not be able to defeat the Spirit Hall."

Ning Fengzhi stopped and looked in the direction of Wuhun City. He said helplessly, "Because in Wuhun Palace, the most powerful person is not the Pope, nor the elders under her, but the worshippers living in the Worship Palace."

"worship?"

Hearing the name, Xue Qinghe raised his head. He was very curious and couldn't help asking, "Teacher, what is a sacrifice? How strong are they?" Although he was the prince of the Tiandou Empire, due to his strength and age, he could not come into contact with such strong people.

However, anyone who could make Ning Fengzhi say this must not be weak. At the very least, they must be a peak Douluo above level 95.

In fact, just as he thought, the lowest soul power of the worshipers in the worship hall was level ninety-six.

The chief worshiper of the Worship Hall, Qian Daoliu, who is also the grandfather of the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, has a soul power as high as level ninety-nine. He and Tang Chen, the former leader of the Haotian Sect, are known as the two mountains of the soul master world.

Listening to Ning Fengzhi's explanation, Xue Qinghe took a breath, his handsome face filled with shock and disbelief.

No wonder the Spirit Hall can hold the number one position in this continent. With such foundation and strength, what force can pose a threat to them?

"I know about this. I will go back and report it to my father!"

After reacting, Xue Qinghe sighed lightly. Feeling very powerless, he didn't say anything more.

He did not doubt anything about Ning Fengzhi's news, because now the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and the Tiandou Empire were tied together, so Ning Fengzhi had no reason to lie to him. After all, this kind of news could be found out by finding a slightly older and stronger person.

Looking at Xue Qinghe's departing figure, Ning Fengzhi sneered and whispered, "If it weren't for the support and confidence of a million-strong army, let alone the Spirit Hall, my Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect would be able to take its place!"

Even though the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect is ranked second among the top three sects, that is because the Haotian Sect at that time had Tang Chen, a level 99 peerless Douluo, in charge.

And now, Tang Chen has disappeared and Tang Hao is no longer around, so if you really want to count, the position of the number one sect in the world should belong to their Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect!

……

Neither Qian Renqing nor A Yin cared about what happened later in Tiandou City.

The two of them traveled side by side across the entire Douluo Continent.

During their time there, they visited the desert, the sea, and even the Far North.

It can be said that they both went to every place that was accessible.

Suddenly it was deep spring, suddenly it was early summer, suddenly it was cool autumn, suddenly it was cold winter. There was no time in the wandering, and when you were immersed in it, you didn't notice the time passing quickly. Five years had passed since Qian Renqing and Ah Yin left Tiandou City.

Under a starry sky, two people lay on the ground. They didn't say a word, but just quietly looked at the stars in the night.

"My time is up, what are you going to do with me?"

Ah Yin blinked her eyes, her delicate and beautiful face full of smiles and calmness, and said, "Should I return to Wuhun City and sacrifice it to your sister to become her seventh spirit ring, or should I sacrifice it to you to become your ninth spirit ring?"

A few days ago, they received the news that Qian Renxue's soul power had broken through level 70, but they did not return to Wuhun City immediately.

"Sacrifice it to her, I don't need it."

Qian Renqing shook his head, his tone full of indifference.

"it is good."

Faced with the decision of the young man next to him, Yin nodded, acknowledged it, and took the initiative to move closer to him.

Then, she stretched out her left hand, hugged Qian Renqing, and leaned her head on his chest.

(I went to the market to buy New Year's goods today, so there is only one chapter. Tomorrow night at 8 o'clock, there will be 2 chapters as usual. I hope all readers can understand. Thank you!)
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