Douluo: Qianxunji's Happy Life - Page 161
After the words fell, the angel's divine consciousness disappeared, and the six soul bones on Qian Renxue's body separated from her six parts. Then, before Qian Renxue could react, a strong tearing sensation turned into severe pain, and the pain made Qian Renxue's eyes go black. It was as if her body was being cut open. A harsh friction sound came from behind. Severe pain, extreme pain, almost made her heart ache. That was the external soul bone behind her that was completely integrated with her body.
The six angel soul bones can be absorbed by every generation of angel god high priests without having to break their hands or feet, so it is not painful to remove them. However, the external soul bones have been completely integrated with the body, and removing them is no different from digging out the bones in the body, especially the head external soul bones, the Snow Emperor Jade Crown, which is equivalent to removing the skull. The degree of pain is probably unimaginable.
Qian Renxue’s heart-wrenching screams continued to echo throughout the Angel Temple.
When the Snow Emperor's Jade Crown was removed, Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes were bloodshot, her golden hair was disheveled, her face was pale, her pupils were dazed, and she almost died of pain. The pain of removing the skull was many times more painful than removing the spine.
"Angel God Test, the test begins, crush your own inner demons."
Does Qian Renxue have a demon in her heart? Of course she does. Qian Xunji gave her devilish training at the beginning and arranged for her to be trained by a spirit master with a weak spirit in the Spirit Hall. As a result, she was beaten and injured all day long. For a period of time, she even hid in the worship hall timidly, pretending to be sick and looking for her parents.
Qian Renxue, who was in great pain from the bone-ripping torture, had barely recovered some of her mind. When she saw those figures that she had long forgotten reappearing, her eyes were filled with anger. Her cultivation was suppressed to the fifth ring, and she swung the sacred sword to kill them, venting all her pain on those people.
Chapter 342: Two Gods, Resurrecting Parents
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Poseidon Island, inside the Poseidon Temple.
In front of Bibi Dong stood a purple-black gate filled with endless hatred. She had replenished her soul bones by hunting hundred thousand year old soul beasts in the ocean. She looked towards the Spirit Hall, where she felt two powerful power fluctuations.
"Those two bastards, very good. When I become a god, I will see whether my dual godhood is more powerful or your godhood is better."
The Demon Soul Great White Shark Xiaobai was confused, her inner expectation was a little uneasy. As the mount of the Sea God, she naturally respected the Sea God the most. But could she really do as Bibi Dong said, and after Bibi Dong became the Rakshasa God, she would take the Sea God's exam with her, and then become the carrier of the Sea God's throne and become a true divine beast? That was a realm that the Deep Sea Demon Whale King could never reach in his entire life.
Boom!
In the Spirit Hall, a blood-red beam of light shot up into the sky, and an angel with four pairs of blood-red wings on its back, hundreds of meters tall, and a blood-red body appeared. This angel was no longer a female angel, but a real male angel, with the same face as Qian Renchuan.
Qian Renchuan was undergoing the assessment of the seven emotions and six desires, and he did not need the angel god's high priest to offer sacrifices to guide him into the place where the inheritance of the godhood was located, so his speed was faster.
The blood-red energy beam triggered a vast and magnificent vision of heaven and earth. All the soul masters in the entire Wuhun City stopped what they were doing and looked at the huge blood-red angel in shock. Some soul masters knelt down unconsciously and looked at the gods from afar.
The huge blood-red angel slowly dissipated, leaving only a blood-red meteor suspended in midair. All the Titled Douluos in the Pope's Palace and the Spirit Hall ran out, staring blankly at the figure emitting blood-red light.
The figure had long pale hair and wore a blood-red armor that seemed to be built in proportion to his body, exuding a murderous aura. In his hand was a two-meter-long blood-red sword, and behind him were four pairs of three-meter-long wings emitting scarlet light. They were the Eight Spider Lance that had been transformed by the Shura God and evolved into the Shura Eight Wings.
There were ten spirit rings around his feet. The first eight were scarlet, 100,000-year spirit rings, and there was a faint layer of Shura power around these 100,000-year spirit rings. The remaining two were golden, but one was like the previous eight spirit rings, surrounded by a faint layer of Shura power. The last one was blood red, emitting a chilling aura.
"Ten Rings, God, has the Holy Son really become a god?"
“Is this overwhelming spiritual power fluctuation a god?”
Qian Renchuan looked towards the Pope's Palace Square. The Titled Douluo, Platinum Bishop, and Cardinal below all trembled, and some were worried that their personalities would change after becoming gods.
Qian Renchuan did not miss any of the Titled Douluo elders, but immediately locked onto a figure in the crowd, a woman wearing a light blue dress, long ice-blue hair, with a well-proportioned figure and a beautiful appearance. She was the person he loved most in his life, his fiancée, Shui Bing'er.
Qian Renchuan retracted the Shura Demon Sword and the Shura Divine Armor into his body. In the blink of an eye, he almost crossed the space and arrived at the Pope's Square, holding Shui Bing'er in his arms.
"Ogawa, is that you?"
Shui Bing'er was still a little dazed, her limbs and head were in a state of stiffness, she didn't dare to hug him, worried that the person in front of her was an illusion. It's not that she didn't believe in Qian Renchuan's talent and ability, but like the previous Wuhun Hall's Titled Douluo Elder, she was worried that Qian Renchuan's personality would change after becoming a god.
"Of course it's me, who else could it be?" Hearing the familiar voice and tone, Shui Bing'er was completely relieved and buried her head in Qian Renchuan's arms, her face full of happiness.
Shui Yue'er was secretly jealous but there was nothing she could do. She really didn't have any chance. The details showed that Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing were envious of her because they were better than her in both figure and appearance.
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing had dim eyes. When Zhu Zhuqing came to the Spirit Hall and met Ning Rongrong, they both discussed it. The more they discussed, the more they felt that Qian Renchuan was similar to Tang San, both in appearance and character, pure and innocent.
Zhu Zhuqing initially signed a marriage contract with Qian Renchuan, thinking that Qian Renchuan was not her third brother. Later, she found out that Qian Renchuan had not agreed to the so-called marriage contract at all. He only arranged for her to be a maid beside Tang Yuehua. She not only rejected herself, but also rejected Ning Rongrong.
Ning Rongrong looked extremely confused. Her father, Ning Fengzhi, had passed away not long ago due to excessive indulgence in sex and having a child. Now she was the head of the Ning family. Her cultivation level was only Soul Emperor, she had no strong man to protect her, and she was rejected by Qian Renchuan. She had no business acumen, so how could she be the head of the Ning family?
After all, she did not have god-level strength, her network of relationships in Wuhun City was almost zero, and the Ning family's financial resources could not be compared with the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. She was troubled everywhere, and she really wanted to find an outstanding man and give everything to him.
Not long after, in the Douluo Palace, another platinum-colored beam of light rose up, and a huge six-winged angel overlooked the entire Wuhun City. Qian Renxue had eight wings on her back and was wearing an angel's divine outfit. There were ten soul rings around her feet, four black, five red, and one red gold.
"How come my sister's mental strength has become so strong, it's even as strong as mine."
There was a look of doubt between Qian Renchuan's brows. When he was at level 99 Extreme Douluo, his mental power was much greater than Qian Renxue's. But now Qian Renxue's mental power was not inferior to his at all, and even exceeded his.
If Qian Renchuan carefully observed Qian Renxue's Snow Emperor Jade Crown, he would definitely find that the Snow Emperor Jade Crown had become a divine artifact. It was not a god-level soul bone, but was on the same level as the Angel Holy Sword.
After the angel completed the nine tests, the whale pearl of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King was integrated into the Snow Emperor's Jade Crown. The Snow Emperor's Jade Crown successfully evolved from a god-level soul bone to an artifact-level soul bone, but Qian Renxue's mental power brought about another huge increase.
"Sister, where is Grandpa? Why can't I sense his presence?"
After Qian Renxue repeated what the Angel God had said, Qian Renchuan nodded, "This should be the best destination for Grandpa."
"Xiaochuan, let's go and revive my parents. The God Ancestor told me that the souls of ordinary people will disappear with death, but the angel god high priest is different. His soul is nourished by divine power and can be preserved."
"Dad was once the high priest of the Angel God. Dad's soul must still exist in this world."
Qian Renchuan nodded, "I thought so too, we want our parents to be reborn at the same time!"
Chapter 343: Qian Renchuan, please revive, my father
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"Aunt Yuehua, please come too."
Qian Renchuan's eyes were on a woman among the people present, who looked to be over forty, close to fifty, with light blue hair, many wrinkles on her face, a look of joy and anticipation, and still had her charm, Tang Yuehua.
Because Qian Xunji passed away and the Haotian Sect was gone, Tang Yuehua, who suffered a huge blow, cried all day long. Her three meals a day and her daily routine were irregular. She fainted from crying many times, which caused her to age quickly.
Qian Renchuan had originally accepted Tang Yuehua, a member of the Tang family who was born evil, after Tang Yuehua had taught him etiquette and music for nearly a year. Now that he had seen Tang Yuehua's sincere feelings for his father, he considered Tang Yuehua an elder, otherwise he would not have arranged for Zhu Zhuqing to be Tang Yuehua's maid.
Tang Yuehua's eyes were slightly red, and she asked in a panic: "Your Holiness, can Your Holiness really come back to life?"
Qian Renchuan nodded, "Yes, the body is the carrier of the soul. Dad's soul must still be watching us somewhere. As long as I recall Dad's soul, I can create a new body to revive Dad."
"Then I won't go. I don't want His Holiness to see me in my current state."
Tang Yuehua was already almost sixty years old. After all, she was not a spirit master, but just an ordinary person. No matter how she took care of herself, she could only slow down the deterioration of her appearance. Now she had become a middle-aged person, with dry, sallow skin and wrinkles. She did not dare to approach the perfect pope in her mind. She was satisfied to observe Qianxunji from afar after his resurrection.
Qian Renxue raised her hand, and a stream of pure angelic power flowed out and was injected into Tang Yuehua's body. In the flashing golden light, Tang Yuehua's originally dry and sallow skin became plump again, the wrinkles on her face faded, and her skin became fair and smooth. The face of a woman in her forties turned into a beautiful woman in her twenties, exuding alluring charm.
"What am I?"
Tang Yuehua looked at her palms which had become white, tender and soft, and touched her face which had become smooth and wrinkle-free again. She stared at Qian Renxue in disbelief.
"This is just the rejuvenation that all Title Douluo Spirit Masters have. Let's go, don't let mom and dad wait anxiously."
After going through so many things, Qian Renxue's attitude has changed. She no longer hates Tang Yuehua, a member of the Tang family who is born evil, as she used to, but she doesn't treat her as an elder like Qian Renchuan. In this world, everything is about interests. When her father took in Ning Fengzhi, a soul saint who committed heinous crimes, and made him an elder of the Spirit Hall, and arranged a wife for Ning Fengzhi and gave him medicine, her cognition changed a lot.
In the mountain behind the Worship Hall, there is a somewhat empty area next to the angel statue of the Douluo Hall. Qian Renchuan, Qian Renxue, Shui Bing'er, and Tang Yuehua came here.
More than a year after Ah Yin's sacrifice, under the illumination of the holy light of the angel statue, the Blue Silver Emperor has grown vigorously. The huge blade of grass is nearly one foot wide and more than five meters long. The original one golden line on the blade of grass has become three. The Holy Tiger Soul was sleeping soundly beside the Blue Silver Emperor. Sensing the movement, he opened his eyes and saw the four people. He took the initiative to walk to Qian Renxue and called out, as if to take credit for his excellent protection.
When Qian Renchuan and Qian Renxue arrived, almost all the grass leaves began to waver, quickly spreading to their side, gently wrapping around them and enveloping their bodies. There were two more, one rubbed Shui Bing'er's head, and the other floated in front of Tang Yuehua.
Gentle, kind maternal love instantly permeated Qian Renchuan and Qian Renxue's bodies. Both of them were extremely happy, tears flowed uncontrollably, and they cried with joy. Their mother was conscious, she was still alive, and she still recognized them. As long as they could return to the cultivation level of 100,000 years, their mother would return again.
"Mom, my brother and I have become gods. We can revive you and Dad."
Qian Renchuan said softly: "Yes, mother, our family can be reunited." "Sister, I will call back father's soul and revive him, and you will revive mother."
After he finished speaking, Qian Renchuan sat cross-legged, released his spiritual thoughts, and used his senses to call back Qian Xunji's soul, while at the same time recalling every detail of the past twenty-two years in his mind.
He jumped off a cliff and was reborn with a new name, Qian Renchuan, given by his father himself, and his new life officially began.
Being held in the father's arms and fed with milk with a spoon - is this fatherly love?
The path of martial soul cultivation, the blue silver grass hardened hidden weapon flow - father's insights.
Engaged at the age of three with Bing'er - father's foresight.
The Tiandou Auction House, the greed of the nobles, the hypocrisy of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect - the wisdom of my father.
In order to protect himself, he stayed alone in the Haotian Sect Mountains to cover the retreat - this is the greatness of my father.
Scenes from the past kept flashing through Qian Renchuan's mind, and his heart ached like a knife.
"Father, you are the most gentle, wise, greatest and best father in the world. I will definitely bring you back to life perfectly. I will also be filial to you and let you see our Spirit Hall and the Angel Clan, glorious and immortal for all eternity."
Qian Renxue had already begun to revive Ah Yin. Under her feet, four black, five red, and one gold, ten soul rings emerged. The pure, gentle, and sacred angel power was gently infused into the Blue Silver Emperor's body. The branches and trunk of the Blue Silver Emperor grew rapidly, emitting brilliant golden light, like a golden sun. The golden afterglow shone on Tang Yuehua and Shui Bing'er, and the two felt extremely relaxed and enjoyed themselves.
The Holy Tiger Soul wagged its tail, greedily absorbing the golden afterglow containing pure energy, and felt its own cultivation level rising rapidly.
The Blue Silver Emperor quickly occupied an area of dozens of square meters. Each blade of grass was two feet wide, and the clear golden lines sparkled in the sunlight. At its top, a burst of blue-gold light flickered, and condensed into a faint shadow in the air. It looked about thirty years old and was extremely beautiful. She stared at her two children who made her proud. Then her eyes focused on Qian Renchuan who was still sitting cross-legged.
She sacrificed herself because Qianxunji died and she was heartbroken. If Qianxunji could not come back, what would be the point of her rebirth.
At this moment, ten soul rings, eight red and two gold, appeared under Qian Renchuan's feet. The vast Shura divine power was released and gathered in one place. The flesh and blood slowly reunited to form a familiar figure with a handsome face, long golden hair, an upright body, and a platinum-colored robe, which looked extremely noble.
This is the most handsome appearance of Qianxunji in Qianrenchuan's memory. Qianrenchuan has opened his eyes, and is staring at the new figure with persistence and determination. He speaks word by word, almost touchingly, like the cry of a homeless child: "Resurrection! My father."
Chapter 344 Qian Renchuan's mother's maid, arrange it, arrange it immediately, it's you, Ning Rongrong
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The Shura Light suddenly condensed from the overwhelming cover and turned into a huge blood-red light column. In the blood-red light and shadow, a figure completely reappeared, with long golden hair, handsome appearance, tall and straight figure, majestic and kind blue eyes. He was wearing a white and gold dress, which set off his nobleness.
"I'm alive again."
"Father!
Hearing this, Qian Renchuan immediately knelt on the ground and cried with joy. His father, his father was resurrected. He made up for his sins and finally brought his father back to life.
Qian Renxue has completed the restoration of A Yin's 100,000 years of Blue Silver Emperor years. Seeing the reborn Qian Xunji, she was also extremely surprised and tears flowed from her eyes.
"father!"
Douluo Hall.
Xue Di has been resurrected by Qian Renxue. She is still as beautiful as ever, with long snow-white hair reaching to her feet. Her slender body is like the most exquisite work of art in nature, without any flaws in every inch. She wears a simple white dress, like a plum blossom in the snow, outstanding and proud of the snow and frost.
Qian Renxue became a god, so it was impossible for her to have a soul body in her mind that could observe everything about her. Although she could shield the Snow Queen with her divine thoughts after becoming a god, it was too rude to the Snow Queen. It was the Snow Queen's gift that gave her a 600,000-year-old soul ring, and the evolution of the six-winged angel martial soul. She had an artifact-level external soul bone, which could be considered two artifacts.
Although Xue Di would sometimes say something cold to hurt her out of the blue, the benefits Xue Di brought her were completely incomparable, so Qian Renxue still resurrected Xue Di in the most perfect form.
After the resurrection, the strength of the Snow Queen did not change at all. She was no longer a soul beast. If she was killed, her soul rings and soul bones would not be released. She could not be called a soul master because she had no soul rings. Her body was formed by divine power. This new body required her to constantly use the energy in her body to preserve it. It was no different from the original Snow Girl, who was born in the Far North with the purest ice energy and wisdom. However, she no longer had any connection with the Far North. It should be said that the connection had been broken after she studied the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire. Now she had a connection with Qian Renxue.
Even if her soul power is exhausted and her body dissipates after a great battle, it doesn't matter. As long as Xue Di's soul is immortal, and Qian Renxue is willing, Xue Di can be resurrected infinitely.
Xue Di looked at Qian Xunji in the back mountain from afar, feeling her current physical condition. Without the thunder tribulation, she could continue to practice. Her strength had not changed from before the sacrifice. She had already obtained eternal life. After meeting Qian Xunji, she would return to the far north.
"Husband!"
"Your Majesty the Pope!"
The shadow of A Yin in the air looked at Qian Xunji infatuatedly. If this shadow was a real entity, she would definitely be crying with joy like the others.