In a luxurious room on the top floor of the manor castle, Tianchen and the little fat man Ma Hongjun sat opposite each other on the sofa.

Both of them are full of soul light, one gold and one red, and they are distinct.

Suddenly, Tianchen suddenly opened his slightly closed eyes, and through the golden wire screen, his face changed slightly, and he frowned and glanced at the Hall of Elders standing tall not far away.

Then he turned around and said slowly to Ma Hongjun, who was still cultivating.

"Hongjun, this is the method of soul power operation, if you want to improve your soul power, you must cultivate according to this running route, remember not to rush."

"Yes, Brother Chen." When the little fat man was talking to Tianchen, he also opened a pair of small eyes, nodded towards Tianchen, feeling the soul power circulating in his body, but the excitement between his eyebrows could not be concealed.

"Well, I still have something to go out, what can you tell the maid to do, and if you have any questions about cultivation, you can also ask Hu Yanli, who lives next door, I introduced you to know before." Tianchen patted the little fat man on the shoulder with satisfaction, and after some encouragement, he left the little fat man's room.

"Why would Qiandaoliu want to see me?"

Tianchen, who was mobilizing his soul power in the manor and rushing towards the Hall of Elders at full speed, pondered, and his face instantly became ugly.

Thinking of the transmission that Qiandaoliu gave him just now, Tianchen was even more shocked into a cold sweat in his heart.

You must know that although their manor is not far from the Hall of Elders, it is also ten kilometers away, and Qiandaoliu insists on transmitting his voice from such a distance, which is no longer something that ordinary Title Douluo can do.

That is to say, maybe every move he made since he was a child was watched by this old thing, and thinking of this, Tianchen was afraid for a while.

"No wonder, grandpa is not at the manor today." Tianchen looked at the brightly lit Hall of Elders in the distance, and had a trace of speculation in his heart, but his movements were not slow, and under his full strength, the ten kilometers were fleeting.

According to his previous memory, he crossed the three thousand stairs and soon came to the front of the Hall of Elders.

There are three places with the highest status in the Martial Spirit Palace, one is the Pope's Hall presided over by the contemporary Pope, the other is the Douluo Hall that only soul masters of the Contra level and above can enter, and the last Hall of Elders is headed by Qiandaoliu.

However, among them, the Douluo Hall does not directly belong to the Martial Soul Palace, but is open to all soul masters in the whole continent, but only soul masters above the level of Soul Douluo are eligible to enter, and if you want to leave a name in it, you must reach the title Douluo. In the original book, Sword Douluo Chenxin and Poison Douluo Dugu Bo have all been named in it.

However, among them, the Hall of Elders, which is controlled by Qiandaoliu, is the top power of the Martial Spirit Palace. After all, in the Hall of Elders, only Titled Douluo-level elders who directly belonged to the Martial Spirit Hall were eligible to enter. And after the soul power reaches the ninety-sixth level, it is automatically promoted to worship. Tianchen's grandfather, Golden Crocodile Douluo, was like this.

The destination of Tianchen's trip was the worship hall in the deepest part of the Hall of Elders.

As soon as Tianchen walked into the hall of the Hall of Elders, the two rows of Heyang flower candles filled with agarwood crumbs from the throne to the entrance of the main hall were spontaneously combusted out of thin air, the flames were bright and the fragrance was clear, as if guiding Tianchen in the direction.

Tianchen took a deep breath and without the slightest hesitation, slowly walked towards the deepest part of the Hall of Elders.

Following the guidance of the two rows of flower candles, it didn't take long for Tianchen to come to a huge hall. On the innermost side of this hall, in front of a ten-meter-high Seraphim sculpture made of pure gold, a person stood quietly, facing away from the direction of the door, looking up at the pure gold sculpture.

And at the bottom of it, there is a figure standing respectfully there, a golden robe embroidered with silver thread with a lifelike hideous giant crocodile, and its identity is self-evident.

Seeing his grandfather, Tianchen was slightly relieved, and raised his head again to look at the back in front of the Seraphim sculpture.

He was taller, but not a strong one, his long black hair was scattered behind him, very neatly combed, and his simple gray robe looked even more ordinary than his grandfather's golden robe.

But he stood there with a strange feeling, as if he was in perfect harmony with his surroundings, and one could not feel the slightest breath in him.

"The Great Offering." Tianchen stood at the entrance door, bent down slightly, and shouted respectfully.

Now he was sure in his heart that Qiandaoliu had no ill will towards him, otherwise he would not be able to stand here unharmed.

The man in gray turned around slowly, and saw that he was only thirty or forty years old, very handsome, with a faint smile on his face. A pair of eyes seemed to be able to look directly at people's hearts, and they just glanced at Tianchen casually, then withdrew their gaze, looked at the two offerings on the side, and said with a smile.

"Second offering, your grandson's talent is very good, and he may not be able to reach my level in the future."

Hearing this, a hint of imperceptible color flashed in the eyes of the Heavenly Crocodile, after all, the god level is too far away, the ninety-ninth level is already the top former in the world, if Tianchen can reach this step, and then open up a family for his lineage, he will have no regrets.

"The big offering is falsely praised, in terms of talent, it still can't compare to Xiaoxue." The crocodile instantly restrained his emotions and replied with a straight face. He is not polite, to be honest, Qian Lingxue, who is born with twenty level soul power, plus the Seraphim Martial Soul, has a talent that is definitely above Tianchen.

"Xiaoxue? A thousand snows? Tianchen listened to the conversation between his grandfather and Qiandaoliu, and his heart was full of thoughts.

If you follow the timeline of the original book, when the palace change occurred in the Palace of the Heaven Dou Empire, when Tang San was twenty years old, Qian Ling Xue was twenty-nine years old, and Qian Ling Xue was nine years older than Tang San, which means that Qian Ling Xue was four years older than herself.

At this time, Qian Lingxue, who was already fifteen years old, had probably replaced Xue Qinghe and entered the Heaven Dou Empire Palace.

It's not that he didn't want to meet Qianyue in advance, but he hasn't had much chance all along.

After all, there are not many people who know about the existence of Qianrenxue in the entire Wuhun Palace, and his grandfather has never mentioned Qianrenxue in front of him, even if he wants to see Qianrenxue, he can't start.

After awakening the martial spirit, he has been immersed in cultivation, and the plan to meet Qianyue in advance has been shelved.

The crocodile on the side looked at his grandson's contemplative appearance, and thought that Tianchen was wondering about Qianyue's identity, and explained with a smile.

"Xiaoxue is the granddaughter of the big worship, named Qianrenxue, who is four years older than you, and the purpose of calling you over this time is also related to her."