"So, Your Majesty, do you want to join?"

"Join? What's added? ”

"You said it yourself, you are also a Poison Soul Master, so as an organization with the purpose of absorbing the world's Poison Soul Masters, doesn't it seem imperfect if it doesn't cover you, a forerunner who also stands at the peak of the Poison Soul Master?"

Bibi Dong's arm leaned lightly against the window frame, bathed in the sunset, and she looked so lazy and casual at this moment.

She glanced Dugu Bo up and down, and chuckled:

"Hmph, if I join, then is your organization your decision or mine?

And to be honest, although the Wuhun Hall promised to help you do those three things, it also set up a rule.

But even now, I don't really know what the use of gathering these people is.

I'm not that stupid old man of Qiandaoliu, I will be bluffed by a few big words and empty words, and I will directly achieve what you want.

I don't know what's going on with the two of you, he is also a person who has been a pope, and he trusts you so much.

You've said a lot, but what about your actions? What's next for you? Isn't it just shouting slogans? ”

Dugu Bo's eyes looked at Bibi Dong, and also looked at the blue sky outside the window, with a deep brilliance in his emerald pupils.

"Your Majesty, I'm curious, what do you think of these sects on the continent now?"

Mixed emotions such as nostalgia, sadness, hatred, and disgust piled up in Bibi Dong's eyes, but she only snorted on the surface, and seemed to care.

"A group of corpse-guarding ghosts, relying only on the afterglow of the ancestors, clinging to the remnants and fighting with each other for the little insignificant things in hand.

They never look out.

They never knew that the most important thing for a soul master was never just whether the martial soul was strong or not.

And wisdom is a more precious treasure than martial spirits. ”

Dugu Bo, as a traverser, is more clear about the love and hatred of Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang, and even the future direction of their relationship line.

Of course, he understands who is the person who is unhappy under Bibi Dong's words.

However, with Bibi Dong's emotions and words, he continued the topic.

"His Holiness the Pope is insightful, and so do I. So the organization I want to build may not be the same.

Zong, Zhong also. Ben also. Zunya.

It should be a place where the same group of people gather, not a place where the inside and outside are distinguished by bloodline, and the high and low are distinguished.

But since they want to treat this sect as a place to honor the ancestral temple, and regard the sect as the property of their clan family, then I won't take it.

I am the venerable of poison, I am the source of poison, and I am the root of poison.

As a Poison Sect, I want to find a way forward for all the Poison Soul Masters on the continent and open a convenient door.

This is the sect in my heart. ”

Because the words followed Bibi Dong's emotions, she was very satisfied, but she had not been led astray yet:

"It sounds like it's better than those other sects, but it doesn't depend on the bloodline, just look at the martial soul attributes, it sounds more like an academy?

Besides, even if you deliberately avoid mentioning it, but the martial soul is still inherited by blood, and over time, sooner or later, your sect will still divide into mountains according to the martial soul. ”

Dugu Bo's green eyes are like a deep pool, mysterious and indifferent.

He is a Title Douluo, but he is still a Gu Master.

"The capable are above, and the mediocre are below, there are many kinds of unscrupulous descendants in this world, and there are many geniuses in the world who have no foundation like the crown, as long as they are not worthy of their hearts, let them fight for it."

Bibi Dong's eyebrows frowned slightly, almost thinking that he had seen it wrong, and when he looked closely, Dugu Bo still had that cunning smile on his face.

"And if it does grow, it's not necessarily a bad thing.

Your Majesty, you seem to have forgotten that this sect belonged to me and the Wuhun Hall co-founded, and if there are really mountains to grow up at that time, I will pack them up and throw them into the Wuhun Palace.

After so many years of operation of the Wuhun Palace, so many years of accumulation, the elders, worshippers, bishops, and priests have gone to all kinds of hills.

Come to think of it, if you throw a few more in, it won't make any waves, and it won't have any effect. ”

"Heh, are you using up my Martial Spirit Palace, and do you want to use it as a garbage dump again?"

"Well, the Pope's crown is wrong.

If you can really build your own small mountain, it must be that you have accumulated a lot of good goods in your hands, or you have researched something that can be used for inheritance, otherwise it is not enough to call it a mountain.

Of course, it is not excluded that some people are very capable of giving birth and rely on a sufficient number of people to erect this mountain in the future.

Otherwise, it is still some, ordinary soul masters who can have the help of their parents are not enough to be called a mountain. ”

Bibi Dong really couldn't hold back, and glanced at Dugu Bo in vain.

"Are you suggesting to me that I have taken advantage of the 'mountainiers' you sent?"

In fact, she was full of irritability.

It's all said and changing! It's already changing! There's no need to insinuate that I'm "Martial Spirit Hall domineering"!

Even civilians have their own choice whether to join the Martial Spirit Hall or not!

Every year, so many level 7, 8, and 9 levels of soul power are awakened for pure free and pure obligation, and there are even civilian geniuses who are full of innate soul power from time to time, and my Martial Spirit Hall doesn't all go to my own home!

Otherwise, the other high-level soul master academies on the continent would not have the supplement of civilian geniuses, and the source of soul teachers and students would be left, the nobles and sects that could have carried out the awakening ceremony on their own.

In that case, the Tianxia Academy, only a few royal academies that are not allowed to enter the noble title are left, and a few small academies that are attached to the sect, and the rest of the high-level soul master academies will all go out of business.

After all, my Soul Hall is domineering, and I have awakened a soul master genius, if you don't join the Soul Palace, I will send you to death, it is really domineering, terrifying.

Dugu Bo only looked at the surface, and he didn't know the complaints and complaints accumulated in his heart under Bibi Dong's noble and calm appearance, he just continued:

"It's not about taking advantage of it, but it's about win-win cooperation."

"Oh? I haven't heard of it, and if you want to take the secret recipe that has been researched and inherited by others themselves, it can be said that it is a win-win cooperation.

Poison Douluo said before that my Martial Spirit Hall was domineering, but in fact, I was not bad.

Forcing others to stand on the foundation of their lives, even more greedy than you, Mr. Dugu. ”

Bibi Dong still cut straight to the point.

"It's actually related to what I'm going to say later, a piece of advice to you."

"Poison Douluo, you've already sold a lot of passes. If you don't talk about it, I'm afraid it's going to be dark. ”

Bibi Dong poked his head out of the window and signaled, the sun was gone, the sky outside was indeed getting dark, and in the Wuhun City below, someone had already lit up the soul guide for lighting, and the stars were scattered like a sea.

Dugu Bo shot out two soul powers with a snap of his fingers, activating several soul guide lights in his palace, and the warm yellow light dispelled the little darkness that had just appeared in the palace.

He said to Bibi Dong, who was standing at the window: "Actually, I just had a plan. ”

"Oh? What is it? ”

"I named this project ......"

"- "Make the Soul Hall Great Again"!"