The next day, north of Heaven Dou City.

Click, click, click

In a gray alley, a secret door suddenly opened on the brick wall, and Lin Jing quickly slipped into it in a black robe.

Click, click, click

The secret door closes as if nothing is happening in the alley.

Lin Jing walked down the spiraling staircase behind the secret door, and soon came to a secret room.

"Elder Zheng." Lin Jing bowed his head and said.

The other person in the secret room was the elder of the Martial Spirit Palace, Zheng Tianxiong. This Soul Saint of the Martial Spirit Hall personally came to Heaven Dou City.

"Lin Jing, you really surprised me." Zheng Tianxiong slowly rose with a very oppressive momentum.

"Can I explain..."Lin Jing was a little overwhelmed by this momentum, and hurriedly said.

To survive the self-explosion of a Titled Douluo, Lin Jing knew in his heart that it was impossible not to be suspected.

"You don't have to explain. Three days later, return to Wuhun City. Zheng Tianxiong glanced at Lin Jing lightly.

"His Majesty's Crown?"

"Someone will protect you, you don't have to worry."

"Thank you, Elder Zheng."

"You don't have to thank me, but be prepared for the price to keep you from the Pope."

Lin Jing breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, first, there was no need for Zheng Tianxiong to lie to him, the threat from Bibi Dong had decreased a lot. Second, it seems that Zheng Tianxiong still plans to use him, and his plan will not be aborted before it is implemented.

The two said a few more words, and Lin Jing turned back the same way.

Click, click, click

"Whew." Lin Jing walked out of the secret door, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and put the peacock feather in his sleeve back into the storage.

...

Thirteen days later.

On the official road, a horse-drawn carriage sped by, gradually approaching a tall and magnificent city.

Wuhun City.

"It's back again." Lin Jing was a little emotional, and at the same time, he couldn't help but be a little nervous.

There were three people in the carriage, Lin Jing, Lin Yin and Gu Rong.

"Boy, be careful." Gu Rong reminded Lin Jing loudly.

"Teacher, I know." Lin Jingzheng said, still very grateful to Gu Rong for taking the risk to accompany him to Wuhun City.

"I'm in the shadows, and I'll make a move if something isn't right. But once in the inner city, I couldn't help it. After Gu Rong finished speaking, his figure disappeared.

Gu Rong and Lin Jing walked together naturally to prevent someone from ambushing on the road, in terms of frontal combat, maybe Gu Rong is not strong, but in terms of escape, there are few people on this continent who can compare to Gu Rong.

As for Lin Jing's decision, Gu Rong can't say that he opposes it, and he definitely doesn't support it. It is possible for him to take Lin Jing away in the outer city of Wuhun City, but once he enters the inner city of Wuhun City, he is not sure that he will be able to escape, let alone take Lin Jing with him.

...

Dozens of minutes later, Lin Jing and Lin Yin came all the way to the foot of the hill where the Pope's Palace was located without encountering any unexpected situations.

In the dark, Bone Douluo watched Lin Jing's carriage drive into the inner city, sighed, and quietly fled outside the city.

Outside the Papal Palace.

As early as when he entered the gate of Wuhun City, Lin Jing's body was tense, and even his back was already covered with a layer of fine sweat.

Just as Lin Jing was about to enter the Pope's Palace, a figure suddenly appeared beside Lin Jing.

"Come with me." The voice sounded in Lin Jing's ears.

Lin Jing didn't speak, just looked at the man.

This is a man in his forties.

Seeing Lin Jing's appearance, the man shook the token of the six patterns in his hand.

"Yes." Seeing this, Lin Jing had no choice but to agree.

Pope decreed, Bibi Dong personally summoned him. Although each elder had a token with six patterns, except for the Pope of the Martial Spirit Hall and the Great Worshipper, the other people's tokens could not be given to their subordinates.

....

Papal Palace, Council Chamber.

"Your Majesty, the man has come." The man said.

"Lol Diarra, you go and talk to Elder Zheng, Lin Jing is here with me." A somewhat bewitching female voice came from the hall.

"Yes." Lol Diarra turned to leave, and glanced at Lin Jing gloating before leaving.

"Come in." The female voice said again.

Lin Jing walked into the council hall, and a dignified and elegant woman was sitting on a chair. He was dressed in a luxurious white robe inlaid with gold patterns, wearing a nine-curved purple and gold crown, and holding a scepter about two meters long and inlaid with countless precious stones.

Pope of Wuhun Palace, Bibi Dong.

"His Majesty the Pope." Lin Jing bowed slightly.

Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with mixed emotions. In the next second, the momentum on her body suddenly exploded, and invisible ripples overlapped in the air.

Bang –

"Uh-" Lin Jing only felt that Qianjun was overwhelmed, the bones on his body crackled, and the bone demon martial soul was directly possessed, and five soul rings of two yellow, two purple and one black appeared.

Finally, eight spider spears grew out of Lin Jing's back uncontrollably, waving wildly, and drawing a long string of sparks on the ground. A bony spear with four silver lines appeared on his right arm, the tip of which was pointed at the ground.

'Damn, she's going to kill me right now?' Don't follow the routine. ’

Lin Jing's body was dripping with sweat, and the skin under the bone armor became red. Immediately afterwards, the whole person was pressed to one knee and knelt on the ground, and he used his left palm and bone gun to support the ground so that he was not pressed down.

"Not bad." Bibi Dong suddenly retracted his momentum and stood up.

"Thirteen years old, Soul King, all the six parts of the soul bones are all in order, and there is also an external soul bone... Well? Two pieces?. Bibi Dong's tone was flat, and he was only a little surprised when he saw the bone spear.

Lin Jing gasped violently, maintaining the posture just now, and did not reply.

"You are still a disciple of Yu Xiaogang." Bibi Dong suddenly showed a smile, very beautiful and cold.

For that negative person, Bibi Dong's heart is full of love and hate, but it seems that it is also a good choice to kill his disciple first and make him regret it.

However, Lin Jing does not have to die, Bibi Dong clearly knows the characteristics of the bone demon, the two external soul bones and the six major soul bones are complete, if they can be collected for their own use....

Just as Bibi Dong was thinking, an accident broke out.

Bang –

The door to the council chamber was pushed open.

"Lin Jingke is here?" An old man in a black robe appeared at the door.

"She Long, you dare to break into the council hall of the Pope's Palace, get out of here." Bibi Dong looked at the person who broke in, looked unkind, and scolded sharply.

"It's about the foundation of the Martial Spirit Palace, and the big offering is invited." The old man called She Long was not angry, and said indifferently.

"Huh?" Bibi Dong's eyes were cold, and the momentum on his body exploded again, rolling towards She Long.

"Your Majesty, why bother, I will naturally explain to you after the big offering." She Long is not affected by the momentum, but he is also a little weak in his heart.

Bibi Dong's mind moved, suppressed his anger and did not make a sound.

...

In the end, Lin Jing was still taken away by She Long.

A figure appeared in the council chamber.

"Why!" Bibi Dong questioned the old man in front of him.

Bibi Dong is very unwilling, Lin Jing is not only a disciple of Yu Xiaogang, but also has a close relationship with Zheng Tianxiong, which is almost equivalent to being on her must-kill list, if it weren't for Lin Jing's strength and potential to make her hesitate, Lin Jing's fate would be directly crushed into flesh by her coercion.

Bibi Dong didn't know, the old man thought the same way, although he told Zheng Tianxiong that he would protect Lin Jing, but if Lin Jing didn't show enough potential just now, he wouldn't do it for a child who hadn't grown up yet.

"Bibi Dong, don't put your personal grievances above the interests of the Wuhun Palace." The old man's expression was flat.

"He's just a little Soul King!" Bibi Dong's silver teeth clenched, squeezing these words out of between his teeth.

"It's enough for him to survive this time." The old man said.

Bibi Dong lowered his head and clenched his fists.

"You can let your disciple solve it, I don't interfere." The old man gave in slightly, and then disappeared.

Soon after the old man left, Bibi Dong's expression gradually returned to normal, and he became the pope who looked down on the world again.

...

in another room.

The figure of the old man appeared.

"The Great Offering." Lin Jing's heart was beating wildly, and the person in front of him was one of the two or three strongest people in the world.

"Don't be nervous, now that you know who I am, it's easy to do." There is nothing special about the old man, just like an ordinary person.

"Yes." Lin Jing bowed.

"By the way, what do you think of the two empires?" The old man asked.

Lin Jing was a little stunned by the question all of a sudden.

"Hmm... The aristocracy was extravagant and corrupt, and the Heaven Dou royal family was in decline and vulnerable. Although the Xingluo royal family is strong, the long-term tyranny has aroused the dissatisfaction of many people. Lin Jing thought for a moment and replied truthfully.

"Then what do you think of the Martial Spirit Palace?" The old man asked again.

Lin Jing did not answer.

"Don't worry, I won't embarrass you." The old man laughed.

"I believe you are a ghost..."Lin Jing answered in his heart.

"Very strong, if there is a chance, it can replace the two empires." Lin Jing said very sincerely.

The old man was not familiar with Lin Jing, otherwise he would definitely shoot Lin Jing to death. Those who are familiar with it know that when Lin Jing is sincere, it is designated as nonsense.

"Hahaha, interesting." When the old man heard Lin Jing's words, he suddenly laughed.

The old man suddenly became a little interested in Lin Jing, in this era, even the people of several major sects and families were very in awe of the royal family, not to mention ordinary soul masters and civilians. This is the reason why the forces with the title Douluo can easily kill the imperial family on the surface, but no one has ever done so, this is the meaning of the orthodoxy of the royal family.

"I don't know what task the Great Offering has for me." Lin Jing said respectfully.

"It's not a task, it's a test. In next year's Senior Soul Master Academy Competition, join the team of the Martial Soul Palace. The old man said.

"Eh..."Lin Jing had many guesses in his heart, but he didn't expect this.

"Lead the team to victory." The old man glanced at Lin Jing.

"Even without me, it's easy to win the championship... Well... I know. Lin Jing suddenly understood what the old man meant.

"If it works, I'll give you a chance. Failed, died. The cruelty revealed in the old man's flat tone made Lin Jing tremble slightly, this was not Lin Jing's timidity, but more like the instinct that penetrated into the bone marrow when encountering natural enemies.

"Yes." Lin Jing said.

When I looked up again, the old man was gone.

'Lead the team to win the championship, the focus is to lead, not to win the championship, alas...'