Qian Renxue shakes the six big wings on its back.
The gray that was supposed to be a balance between black and white turned into a color with more white and less black at some point.
More white, less black, off-white.
Holy and evil are out of balance.
No wonder Qian Renxue suddenly became cheerful and energetic. It turned out that Holy Dragon King's sacred Laws was too high-level and suppressed the evil.
Long Zijin said cogently, "Indeed, Old Di's sacred Laws is passed down from Tiger King, which is indeed beyond the scope of your standards."
"Oh, but it's a pity that I can't find evil for you..."
Long Zijin shook his head with some regret and said, "The Dragon Clan warriors in Dragon Tomb are all heroic spirits who died in battle. There is no Dragon Soul who has fallen into evil, and there is no individual who has cultivated evil Laws."
"And the thousands of evil souls imprisoned in the old Dragon-Slaying Blade, including Hell Evil Dragon Emperor, were also lost when Old Di lost the knife."
"So I can't help you."
"No, no need." Qian Renxue swayed his white hair.
She explained, "As Rakshasa God, my mother specializes in mastering the ultimate evil, which is the ultimate evil attribute."
"That's why I want to find her."
"If I can get her ultimate evil complement, not only can my Holy and Evil reach a new balance, but Angel Godhood can also be driven to the next level."
"Oh?" Long Zijin was surprised.
Angel Godhood is supported by the three Laws of light, holiness, and flame, so it has always been the highest-grade god among First-Level God.
Although Fallen Angel has lost light and flame, it has also gained evil to make up for it. Therefore, although it has fallen, it is still the best among First-Level God.
If the Godhead is really what Qian Renxue said, then we will improve it on the basis of First-Level God...
"Are you sure?" Long Zijin asked with some worry, "After all, according to historical records, your mother, the last Rakshasa God, has hated you since she was a child."
After hearing this, Qian Renxue also felt unsure.
After all, she had been imprisoned in the mountain when she was at Ninth Trial. After that, she had no idea how Spirit Hall Empire died or how Rakshasa God and Angel God were defeated.
Therefore, her memory of her mother has always been stuck in the sentence "You take care of your Pope's Palace, I take care of my elder's hall, and don't disturb the water of the well".
Before she finished Angel Nine Trials, she had a fight with her mother, which left both parties injured and bleeding.
"I, I don't know..." Qian Renxue became depressed.
Long Zijin frowned and asked, "Then you still plan to go find her?"
"Yeah." Qian Renxue still nodded and said, "It's just that my soul body is unstable and has no carrier. After entering the world for a while, it may dissipate in this plane."
"So I want to ask you to help me find her."
Long Zijin asked, "How to find it?"
Not to mention, the extreme evil and death attributes that Rakshasa God Bibi Dong possesses are not in line with his Lovesick Heartbreak Red Martial Soul.
The key is the Jialing Pass monument, which he has already visited to investigate.
There are neither artifacts nor gods there, and the Douluo Mountain Pope's Palace ruins have also been thoroughly searched.
There is no trace of Rakshasa God at all.
Therefore, searching for a soul that has been dead for 20,000 years in this vast continent is tantamount to searching for a sword.
Qian Renxue thought about it carefully, but could only honestly say, "I don't know."
Long Zijin's thinking was divergent, but he could only come up with an ambiguous result. "According to historical records, the person who finally took away Bibi Dong's body was your rational side."
"Now, unless you can get in touch with your other self, there's nothing to be found."
"Okay, okay." Qian Renxue was in a low mood, and the six big wings drooped...
"Alas." Long Zijin sighed softly and was about to leave.
"Wait!" Qian Renxue called out to Long Zijin, and finally said, "The other side of me, did she leave any descendants in this world? Maybe they know where my mother is buried."
Long Zijin paused suddenly: Yes!
He turned around and said, "Yes, and there are quite a few."
"Although he was cut off to only four wings back then, he has inherited it to this day and has become a warlord dominating the southern part of the continent under the recommendation of his old troops."
"And they..."
Although he lost 20,000 years ago, he has always been proud of his ancestor Angel God!
Qian Renxue's eyes suddenly ignited with hope. "Then they must have my mother's last message in their hands."
Long Zijin nodded and said, "Okay, as soon as I leave from Golden Tree, I will immediately go to the Southern Legion to find out the last whereabouts of your mother."
"Sorry to trouble you." Qian Renxue promised, "As long as you can find her, I will definitely persuade her and use the power of evil to sublimate Angel Godhood."
Looking at Qian Renxue's worried look, Long Zijin couldn't help but stand on tiptoes, raise his hands, and rub the other person's gray hair crown.
It is said that angels have the best touch Body Martial Soul among human beings. I touched it with my spiritual incarnation tonight, and it turned out to be true.
"Don't worry, even though Rakshasa God, who is in charge of death and evil, is not suitable to be my contracted spirit, since she is your mother, I will definitely try my best... to reunite you."
Qian Renxue The sorrow on his face suddenly disappeared.
"Xie Xie you!"
She got up and leaned over to hug him, but the spiritual clone of Long Zijin was scattered and turned into a purple dragon smoke, swimming towards the sky of the small world.
The second day.
Not long after breakfast.
All members of Class Zero gathered together again.
"Brother Long! Are you okay?"
Tang Wulin, who was still wearing band-aids on his body, jumped up with excitement after seeing Long Zijin after being away for half a day.
Gu Yue crossed his arms across his chest, hummed and said with a glance, "Hey, Young Master Long, are you still free to attend the pre-match meeting? Those who don't know may think you have retired after your success."
Long Zijin rubbed Tang Wulin's hair and said with a smile, "It's so sour and jealous. Did Gu Yue get up this morning just to be jealous?"
"Besides, as the deputy squad leader and deputy captain, do I need to report my whereabouts to an ordinary member?"
Look at the fuse that is about to be lit.
Xie Xie and Xu Xiaoyan quickly retreated to a safe distance.
"Okay." Wu Zhangkong interrupted the dispute and got to the point, "Today is the final. Whether you can get the Shrek Inner Court registration spot depends on your performance today."
"I have made the following tactical arrangements..."
Just when everyone looks serious and listens attentively.
Long Zijin interrupted, "Teacher Wu Zhangkong, I have something to tell you in advance."
Box No. 7 was silent for a moment. Wu Zhangkong looked at Long Zijin, indicating with his eyes that the other party should continue.
"I have two reserved places." Long Zijin said in shock.
"What?"
Of the seven people present, five of them exclaimed.
Wu Zhangkong was slightly shocked, and then quickly understood that this was the work of the blond bodyguard in white shirt, that is, Holy Douluo.
But when he heard such good news, he felt troubled in his heart.