"Okay." Bibi Dong turned around and enjoyed his daughter's back rub service.
Although a little clumsy, he is full of heart.
In the room, Qian Xunji was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and concentrating. He opened his eyes when he heard the noise and saw the mother and daughter coming in from the room.
Their faces were moist and their skin was white and rosy.
Qian Renxue in his arms was turning Big Eye with his eyes open. He was in great spirits, and he still looked as sleepy as before.
He made an exaggerated expression of intoxication.
"Both of you, mother and daughter, smell good. Come here and give me a kiss!"
Bibi Dong walked over with Qian Renxue in his arms and sat down by the bed.
Qian Xunji came over and kissed Bibi Dong on the face first, then lowered his head and kissed Qian Renxue on the face.
The "pop" sound is loud and crisp.
Qian Renxue was so kissed that her face was flattened. When Qian Xunji raised her head, she immediately raised the back of her hand to rub the saliva on her face, her little brows furrowed.
"The daddy smells bad, go take a shower."
Qian Xunji looked hurt.
"Okay, how dare you dislike me?"
He leaned forward again, "I'll kiss you again!"
Qian Renxue was so frightened that he leaned back, pushed his face with his little hands, turned around and shouted at Bibi Dong, "Mom, run! Dad is going to infect us with the stench."
Bibi Dong hugged her daughter and hid in the corner of the bed, laughing so hard that she couldn't stand up straight.
Qian Xunji pursued her relentlessly, Bibi Dong dodged left and right, and Qian Renxue laughed so hard in her arms.
The three people made a fuss on the bed, and the bed board creaked.
In the living room downstairs, Bi Dashan was holding a glass of wine and looked up at the ceiling.
There was a thumping sound from upstairs, mixed with laughter.
He looked confused, "What are you doing upstairs? Is it so loud?"
Liu Xiulan was knitting clothes, "Go and drink your wine. This shows that the couple has a good relationship."
Bi Dashan opened his mouth and closed it again.
A few days later...
Qian Xunji has finally sorted out the affairs that were left behind during this period.
And Bibi Dong returned to the top position of the Pope Palace, wearing the golden and white papal uniform, sitting behind the desk and reviewing documents, the same as before he left, except that his eyebrows were a little sharper.
Qian Xunji sat in Dean's Office of Research Institute for a while. After confirming that there was nothing urgent to deal with, he closed his eyes and read the God of Light Brand on his forehead.
There was a flash of golden light, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already standing in front of Temple of the God of Light.
Before he could stand still, a golden beam of light fell straight from the Temple of God dome, covering his entire body.
The light is warm and pure, pouring in from the top of the head, flowing along the meridians to the limbs and bones.
Qian Xunji Close your eyes and feel the power running through your body.
Suddenly, nine Soul Ring appeared around him uncontrollably, and the configuration of six black and three red began to change.
The outermost black Soul Ring is getting darker and darker in color. The black fades away and is replaced by a touch of dark red.
The dark red became more and more vivid, and finally turned into a complete red circle. Another Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring.
Five black, four red, four Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, this configuration is unique outside.
The light beam dissipated, and a piece of golden bone fell from the dome.
The thing was entirely golden, with a soft halo flowing on its surface, and its shape resembled a human Torso Bone skeleton.
Qian Xunji stretched out his hand to catch it, and the tentacles were warm.
"Torso Bone?" He murmured, raising the corners of his mouth, "Good stuff, I just need this."
As soon as he finished speaking, a familiar voice came from the door of Temple of God, with a strong Northeastern accent.
"Hey, didn't you finish it a long time ago? Why did you come here?"
Qian Xunji put Spirit Bone away and turned around.
I saw Great Immortal Huang squatting at the door of Temple of God, holding his two front paws on his chest and flicking his tail.
"I'm delayed by something."
"Well, congratulations, Seventh Trial is done!"
Qian Xunji felt the newly growing power in his body and raised the corners of his mouth.
"I thought I didn't complete the assessment, and the reward hasn't come yet."
Great Immortal Huang jumped down from the threshold, jumped up and down in front of him, looked up at him, and spread out his little paws.
"That's not possible. If you kill that Bat King, will the assessment be over?"
"You have to come Temple of God to give the reward. If you don't come, can I still chase you and give it to you? I Temple of God don't want it?"
Qian Xunji suddenly understood and nodded.
"It's just like a web game. After defeating the monsters, you have to go back to the mission point and submit it."
Great Immortal Huang tilted his head, looking puzzled, "Web game? What is that?"
Qian Xunji waved his hand, "You don't understand even if you tell me, what's the next test?"
Great Immortal Huang stood up, with his two front paws behind his back, his chest straight out, his tail raised high, and his face rarely showed a bit of seriousness.
"Eighth Trial, of course you have to defeat me as a priest."
Qian Xunji's brows knitted together. He looked at the weasel in front of him that was no higher than his knees and remembered his last experience.
"I have a question for you."
"Ask."
"How... strong are you?"
"Tch, this is the problem. I'm not bragging. Peak Douluo is the threshold for challenging me."
"The assessment period is five years - after five years, you come to me again and we will have a good chat."
Qian Xunji looked solemn, Peak Douluo was just challenging its threshold.
So what strength does it have in itself?
Level ninety-nine?
Or higher?
He remembered the assessment of Tang San challenging Sea God Douluo Bo Saixi. Bo Saixi was already Peak Douluo, but was that just the threshold of "challenge"?
Great Immortal Huang's strength is probably only higher than Bo Saixi's.
Great Immortal Huang looked at his solemn look and smiled.
"What? Are you scared?"
Qian Xunji looked down at it.
Afraid? Not really, but the solemnity is real.
In five years, from Level 98 to level ninety-nine, he still has to defeat an opponent whose strength exceeds Peak Douluo on this basis. This is not something that can be achieved by simple practice.
"Then we'll see you in five years."
"What, you... aren't you afraid? I'm trembling a little just thinking about you."
"Is it useful to be afraid? Can you let me live?"
"Of course not."
"Then wait until I come back to defeat you. See you in five years."
After saying that, he waved to him and left Temple of God
Great Immortal Huang watched his back disappear into the light, and then smiled with a sly look on his face.
"This kid is quite interesting."
"Five years... it would only last in the blink of an eye if I were here."
"Don't let me down then."
Qian Xunji, who came back from Temple of God, sat cross-legged in Cultivation Room, and took out the golden piece of Torso Bone from Angel Ring.
As soon as Spirit Bone appeared, the entire Cultivation Room was dyed with a layer of warm golden light.
That bone resonated subtly with the Light Soul Power in his body.
"Come on, let's see what surprise you can bring me?"
He put Spirit Bone against his chest, and the golden light instantly enveloped his whole body.
It was completely different from the bone-chilling coldness when I absorbed Ghost Shadow Leg Bone before. This time, I felt like my whole body was bathed in the moonlight.
Warm power poured in from the chest, spread down the spine, and spread along the ribs to both sides. Wherever it passed, the bones made a "click" sound, as if each bone was growing again.