Qian Xunji reached out and pinched her little face.
"So proud?"
Qian Renxue was pinched so hard that his little mouth pouted, and he retorted vaguely, "Grandpa has praised me, can't I still be proud?"
Qian Daoliu stood aside, looking at Qian Xunji with a rare smile.
"That's right, compared to Xiao Xue when you were a kid, you were just a pig."
Bibi Dong laughed out loud.
"Dad hit the nail on the head."
Qian Xunji looked helpless. He looked at his father and then at his daughter who was lying on Bibi Dong's shoulder and making faces at him.
"Okay, okay, I'm a pig. Just be happy with me."
Qian Daoliu said, "I never lie. Xiao Xue just follow me in the future. You don't have time to take care of her anyway."
Qian Xunji thought for a while and said, "I think it's time to play."
"Are you the only one who feels sorry for Xiao Xue?" Qian Daoliu looked at Qian Renxue, "Xiao Xue can practice if you want. Grandpa will accompany you."
"Yeah, Grandpa Krabs."
"Xiao Xue is so polite."
After speaking, he looked at Qian Xunji and Bibi Dong.
"Will you stay with your in-laws tonight or go back to the Spirit Hall?"
"Mother-in-law has cooked dinner. Do you want to go with me?"
Qian Daoliu shook his head, "I won't go."
Bibi Dong hugged Qian Renxue and turned his head to look at Qian Xunji.
"By the way, don't you tell dad about Eighth Trial?"
Qian Daoliu's eyes fell on his son again, "Eighth Trial?"
Qian Xunji nodded, "Well, it's a bit difficult."
"What is the content of the assessment?"
"Defeating the sacrifice must be completed within five years."
Qian Renxue was nestled in Bibi Dong's arms. Hearing these words, his little body paused.
She was too familiar with defeating the priest.
In her previous life, her Angel Sixth Trial was to defeat Grand Pontiff Qian Daoliu in actual combat.
But grandpa was in trouble, and she knew it very well.
In that assessment, my grandfather did not give his best from beginning to end.
She didn't understand it then, but she understands it now.
And Angel God Eighth Trial is different from his father.
Eighth Trial is the judgment of the three evils.
At this time, Qian Daoliu was standing there, with the setting sun shining on his face, and there was no expression on his always majestic face.
"I'll be your sparring partner."
Qian Xunji opened his mouth to speak but stopped.
"What's wrong?"
"Dad, that sacrifice is Divine Pet of God of Light. Saying Peak Douluo is the threshold to challenge it."
"Could it be that... it has the power of a god?"
"Xunji, remember - as long as God wants to find an heir, it is impossible for him to arrange a task that cannot be completed."
"If God really wants to test you, wouldn't it be over if he just sends down lightning and strikes you down?"
"Why go to all this trouble, set up assessments and give rewards?"
"Since he chose you, it means he thinks you can do it, so you will definitely be able to do it."
Qian Xunji stood there, thinking about his father's words.
No matter how strong Great Immortal Huang is, it cannot exceed the realm of gods.
God looks for successors for the sake of inheritance, not to create difficulties.
Since it says Peak Douluo is the threshold of challenge, then its strength is probably Quasi-God, or Pseudo-God, which is not invincible.
He nodded and frowned.
Bibi Dong reached out and held his hand, "You can definitely do it."
In his arms, Qian Renxue clenched his little fists tightly and shouted in a sweet voice, "Yes, daddy, beat it!"
Qian Xunji was amused by her little appearance and reached out to pinch her little face.
"With your support, I feel more confident."
Qian Daoliu looked at the family of three and said, "Okay, let's go eat."
He turned around and walked towards the Worship Hall, took two steps and then stopped, "Starting tomorrow, come to the Worship Hall to find me every morning."
"I got it, Dad."
Qian Daoliu waved his hand and walked into the door of the Worship Hall.
Spirit City, two-story small home.
Dinner was finished and the dishes and chopsticks were cleared away.
The whole family sat around the main room, eating melon seeds and drinking tea.
Qian Renxue's stomach is bulging, and he is squinting his eyes and feeling sleepy.
Qian Xunji stood up, took out a square object from Angel Ring, and placed it on the ground.
That thing was about half a person tall, with a silver-white metal shell and a small door on the front.
Liu Xiulan put down the melon seeds in his hand and came over to take a look.
"What is this? Newly researched Soul Tool?"
Qian Xunji nodded, "It's called Soul Ice-Making Tool."
Bi Dashan also came over and circled around the thing.
"Ice Maker? What is it for?"
"Put the stuff in, take it out after a while and it will be frozen."
"When the weather gets hot, you can freeze some dishes and make some ice cream or something."
Liu Xiulan and Bi Dashan looked at each other.
Liu Xiulan reached out and touched the silver-white shell.
"Why is it frozen in here?"
Qian Xunji thought for a while, how can I put it more simply.
"Do you know why the river freezes in winter?"
"Of course, it's getting cold."
"Yes, the water freezes when the weather gets cold."
"This thing just created a winter for itself."
"There is something called Refrigerant inside, running around inside the tube."
"When it runs into the box, it turns into gas and absorbs the heat in the box, making the box cool."
"When it runs outside the box, it turns into water and releases the heat it absorbed."
"It's like... like a person moving heat from inside the house to outside."
"The more we move, the cooler the room becomes."