The depths of the Papal Palace.

Bibi Dong stood quietly in front of the window, with moonlight falling on her, making her beautiful face even more glamorous.

At this time, she was holding a stack of materials in her hand.

On the first page of the information, the word "Duan Yun" is written, and what is recorded here is everything about Duan Yun's past... from the village chief Jack rescued him from the wolf den, and then to Su. Yun Tao gave him a martial arts test, and then went to the Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy, using the method of the martial arts hall to sort out these information is simply too easy.

After a long time, Bibi Dong uttered four words: "With extraordinary talents, if he can grow up, he will surely become a figure that stirs the mainland... But in my opinion, his talents do not come from his mind. No matter how smart a year-old child is, he will definitely not be able to cultivate the most ordinary Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit to this level!"

"What really affects his talent is probably his blood... He was rescued from the wolf den by Village Chief Jack. No one knows his origin and origin, and his origin is precisely this horror. The root of talent!"

"Just like Xiaoxue, if she wasn't born in a thousand families, and if she had a Seraphim Martial Spirit, how could she have the innate level 20 full spirit power?"

Thinking of this, Bibi Dong's eyes revealed an inexplicable light, and the scene that happened six years ago was again in his mind.

"I have been suppressed by the old Thousand Daoliu for too long. It is obvious that I am the Pope, but the decision cannot be directly issued. It must be approved by his elder nodding... In the final analysis, it is because My strength is not enough!"

Bibi Dong gritted his teeth and said: "With my talent, I will be able to surpass Qian Daoliu in more than ten years, and I am sure to completely control the Martial Soul Palace in my hands...but I can't wait!"

"Duan Yun, maybe it's my opportunity!"

Click!

In the void, a thunder flashed.

A trace of hideousness suddenly appeared on Bibi Dong's beautiful face.

......

Early the next morning, Duan Yun ran to the Hall of the Elders.

Because of the fact that the guards communicated in advance, Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile Douluo had also been waiting in the elder's hall early.

The two elderly people are looking forward to Duan Yun’s "Moon Child". The seven days have already made them feel unbearable. They couldn’t help but want to go to Hu Liena’s house several times to see what happened. No matter how busy you are, you have to take time to take a look.

In addition, Qian Daoliu also prepared in advance the soul bone promised to Duan Yun... As Duan Yun had guessed, it was the wisdom skull of condensed spirit!

Qian Daoliu rubbed his hands, with his identity, he was also a little nervous at this time.

"The Hall of Souls is the best in the mainland, but the theoretical research has been overwhelmed by a trash from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus family. This is simply a shame for the Hall of Souls!"

Qian Daoliu stopped: "If "Yuezi" can really crush Yu Xiaogang's "Ten Core Competences of Wuhun", then our Wuhun Temple must vigorously promote the printing and promotion of all souls on the mainland. The teacher knows that "Yuezi" belongs to our Wuhun Palace!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo pressed his hands: "Low-key, low-key! Xiaoyun is just a child, and his name is too big...unless, unless my title is written on the cover of "Yuezi", just Said that all content has been corrected by Golden Crocodile Douluo!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo correction?

Qian Daoliu was taken aback for a moment, and pointed to Golden Crocodile Douluo and said, "You are too shameless? When Duan Yun wrote "The Moon", did you participate in it? Why write your name on it? If you want to write it, it is also about me... It says [Written by Duan Yun in the Great Hall of Martial Spirits Enshrined by Thousand Daoliu]!"

This is something that has lived through the ages. Although his Qian Daoliu's name is already well known on the mainland, there is always time for people to die, right? In a few hundred years, even thousands of years, who will remember him Qian Daoliu?

But if the name is written on "Yuezi", it will be different. This kind of masterpiece can definitely be passed on for thousands of years. When people open "Yuezi", they can directly see his name of Qian Daoliu. Think about it. It's all exciting.

Golden Crocodile Douluo quit: "What about me?"

Qian Daoliu: "What are you? Xiaoyun is my apprentice, not yours!"

At this moment, Duan Yun's short figure appeared at the gate of the Elder's Hall, holding the carefully prepared "Moon Child" in his hand.

Before Duan Yun could speak, he felt a gust of wind hitting him. After he reacted, he found that the "Yuezi" in his hand had already been snatched by Qian Daoliu.

Duan Yun helpless: "Huh? Master, why are you so excited?"

Qian Daoliu: "Don't talk, wait until I finish reading! Grafting? Plant-type soul beast graft theory? This is great! How to improve the ability of auxiliary soul masters to fight alone? Hidden weapon mechanism? Importance? This is a bit subversive...The blacksmith's status on the mainland is low, but what is said here is very reasonable!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo agreed: "Blacksmiths can make sophisticated hidden weapons. If these hidden weapons are equipped with auxiliary type spirit masters, it can indeed greatly improve the ability of the auxiliary type spirit masters to fight alone!"

Duan Yun explained to the side: "However, the development of hidden weapons takes time and requires the participation of powerful blacksmiths... Wuhun Temple needs to be patient and requires a lot of money to support the blacksmiths in developing hidden weapons! In addition to helping assist souls In addition to the division, the blacksmith can also play a very important role in large-scale warfare!"

Qian Daoliu was admired in his heart and couldn't help nodding.

Duan Yun smiled: "Master, have you seen the hidden weapon illustration I drew?"

Qian Daoliu stared at the illustration for a few moments, and wondered: "What kind of hidden weapon is this? It looks very simple!"

Duan Yun flipped his palm: "A slingshot, a branch, a rubber band, a stone...swish!"

With that, he opened the slingshot and shot a stone out, directly hitting the toe of the angel statue not far away.

A black line emerged from Qian Daoli's forehead, and he couldn't help sighing...Sure enough, no matter how genius is, he is a child, so innocent and cute.

As time passed by, Qian Daoliu occasionally let out a sigh of admiration.

"Snapped!"

With a soft sound, Qian Daoliu closed the book forcefully, and said loudly: "Okay...From today, Wuhundian will vigorously print "Yuezi", and must use the shortest time to distribute "Yuezi" to Each spirit is divided into halls and started to promote it. I want all spirit masters on the mainland to think of "Yuezi" first when mentioning the theory of spirits, not "Ten Core Competences of Wuhun" !"

Duan Yun quickly handed over: "Master is wise!"

Qiandao smiled kindly: "Xiaoyun, discuss something with you...Although you wrote this "Moon Son", you should understand the truth that the wood show and the forest wind will destroy it. Shall we slightly modify this signature?"