In a small room in the Wuhun Palace, there was a little boy with short blue hair, a somewhat ordinary appearance, some white skin, and a height of nearly one meter two, who was exercising and doing push-ups.

97.98.99.100...

"Han'er, it's time to eat." A kind voice came.

"Oh, here we are." Run into the bathroom, simply wipe it with a dry towel, change your clothes, and walk to the dining place.

His mother, Bibi Dong, was waiting for him to eat, and Bibi Han grinned and sat next to her.

Bibi Dong touched his hair and said, "I'm going to exercise again."

"Of course, the book says that the soul master died because his body strength could not withstand the pressure of the soul ring, which shows that the stronger the body, the higher the number of years that the soul ring can be absorbed, so I want to keep improving the body, so as to achieve the amazing configuration of the second ring purple and the fourth ring black, so that others know how good my mother's son is and win glory for my mother." Bibi Han said with a firm expression.

"Good boy, mom believes in you, let's eat, it's all what you love to eat."

Looking at the delicacies of the mountains and seas on the table in front of the table, Bibi Han swallowed his saliva and picked up the chopsticks, "It's time to eat." ”

Bibi Han can do so many push-ups at this age, and these delicacies from the mountains and seas play a big role.

"Mom, can you give me the token for the top floor of the Library."

"Why?" Bibi Dong was a little reluctant to let Bibi Han go to the top, because there was something there that she hated.

"Because I've almost finished reading the rest of the place, and there is still the top floor left, will my mother let me go."

Bibi Dong thought about it for a while, and still gave the token to Bibi Han.

"Thank you, Mom."

"Let's eat."

Exercising in the morning and reading books in the afternoon, Bibi Han basically does this all day. And the reason why he was able to read so many books was because he came to this world and actually had the ability to remember.

When Bibi Dong heard it, he was shocked on the spot, because as we all know, the better the talent, the stronger the ability to learn things, and the stronger the memory, but not forgetting this ability, even Bibi Dong herself can't do it, and there is only one genius who can do this within her cognitive range.

Looking at Bibi Han's back as he left, Bibi Dong had a heavy look of worry on his face, and muttered: "Xiao Han, if you really see that guy there, you can only rely on yourself, if your talent is really that good, your mother's current strength can't protect you."

After six flights of stairs, Bibi Han reached the seventh floor at the top. There are seven floors of the Library Pavilion, each layer has books of corresponding value, the first layer, as long as it is a person from Wuhun City, you can enter, those are the most basic, and the rest of the layers need corresponding permissions.

The seventh layer of which is not allowed to enter by the pope and the worship.

Originally, the Holy Son and the Elder of the Hall of Elders could also enter, but for such and such a reason, the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden could not enter, and the elders of the same level as the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden naturally could not enter, unless there was a special token.

When I came to the gate of the seventh floor, there were two Contra powerhouses guarding it.

There is just one door, and it is guarded by Contra, which shows how much the Wuhun Hall attaches importance to it, and you must know that the palace protector of the Pope Hall is also the soul king.

The cold voice spat out of their mouth without emotion, a simple two words, "Token." ”

Bibi stretched out his hand, and the token appeared.

The two got out of the way.

Walking into the seventh floor, in a small house, Bibi Han's first feeling was that it was heavy. There are no natural and earthly treasures here, and there are no soul bones, but for the Wuhun Palace, there are natural and earthly treasures here, and soul bones cannot be compared, that is, history books. There aren't many books in it, but those books have obvious signs of age.

On the front of it is a huge drawing, which occupies a quarter of the entire hut, and its name is "Angel Suppression of Evil Spirits".

There is an angel with six wings on his back and an incomparably beautiful appearance, the whole person is like a Valkyrie, holding a sword in his hand, suppressing the ugly-looking, bloodthirsty and cruel soul master below.

Bibi Han brought a book to watch, a quaint book, which read, "History of the Wuhun Palace". ... Year... Month... The Japanese Martial Spirit Hall was established, and the calculation time has been 10,000 years.

Ten thousand years ago, the mainland evil soul master raged, the people suffered deeply, at this moment, a woman with six wings on her back appeared, her eyes were full of pity for the world, the divine light breath on her body made the evil soul master extremely afraid, she was strong, one person and one sword, swept countless evil soul masters, and finally founded the Wuhun Palace. Heroes from all walks of life gather together to destroy the Evil Soul Division and quell the rebellion of the Evil Soul Division.

When she killed the Great Elder of the Evil Soul Master, a strong and terrifying level 99 Extreme Douluo, everyone in the continent respected the angel god and broke through the hundred-level achievement god rank. Leave the Wuhun Hall to continue to suppress the evil soul master and defend the peace.

Closing the book, Bibi Han was speechless, thinking that the history of the original Wuhun Hall was even more than the two empires, no wonder it was said that the two empires had been downplaying the influence of the gods and maintaining the supremacy of imperial power.

After reading the original book, I know how disgusting the nobles of the two empires are. Bibi Han smiled disdainfully, heh, the supremacy of imperial power, in the future I will let you know what is the real supremacy.

"Kid, how are you reading?"

A kind voice appeared, and Bibi Han noticed an old man about sixty years old, dressed in a plain gray robe, with an extremely kind expression on his face.

"Well, I've gained a lot." Bibi Han replied.

Bibi Han didn't recognize who the old man was at all, because his mother didn't tell him the conditions to enter here, so he thought that his identity was enough.

The old man seemed to be interested and asked, "What's the catch?"

Bibi Han thought about it and talked to the old man...

The old man nodded and said, "That's right, there are indeed evil soul masters in the world, and they can't kill them all, because of the desire for power, there are also distortions of the mind that make them fall."

"Grandpa, let me ask, if a soul master is constantly bullied, will he become an evil soul master?" Bibi Han asked.

The old man said: "It is possible that if they are distorted by bullying, pursue power, and go astray, they will become evil soul masters."

Bibi Han hadn't seen Dou Er, but he still heard some people say it.

Dou Er Evil Soul Master is raging, the people are not living, instead of Shrek, the strongest force in the Wuhun Palace, he raised his arms and called dozens of Titled Douluo to the Sun and Moon Continent in the world, but he couldn't kill the evil soul master, Haotian Sect was high in seclusion, willing to send people to protect Tang Wutong, reluctant to contribute to the people of the mainland, and the people were not as good as dogs in the eyes of the nobles.

Bibi Han's eyes narrowed, "I see." ”

This sentence is a pun.

After that, the two continued to talk until dusk.

"It's almost time for dinner, grandpa, I'll go first."

The old man smiled and looked at Bibi Han's departing figure, before disappearing.