Douluo: Blind Douluo

The confident girl stepped out of the papal palace.

Not long after, two deacons in purple clothes and ten elites in silver gathered together and followed the girl out of the Spirit Hall.

After resting for two days, Lin Yongming's injuries and soul power were fully recovered. Even the scars from the claw marks had fallen off, because they were ordinary wounds and did not leave any scars.

In the past two days, Yinglan saw that Lin Yongming was injured and insisted on resting at home. Therefore, Lin Yongming did not leave the small yard in the past two days. It was not until the scars fell off that Yinglan felt relieved.

On the third day, at dawn, Lin Yongming came to the top of the back mountain and practiced facing the east.

As the sun rose, Lin Yongming's coat bulged, and his whole body was wrapped in blue light, with streaks of thunder and lightning flashing from time to time.

The surrounding soul power was absorbed by Lin Yongming like a bottomless pit, continuously, until a burst of momentum emerged, blowing down the weeds around him, and everything slowly returned to normal.

Of course, the blue light on Lin Yongming gradually disappeared.

"Level 25 soul power, as expected, it is easier to understand and practice only in battles on the edge of life and death."

"If I had faced the Soul Sect with the best soul ring quality and advanced martial soul three days ago, could I still have narrowly defeated it?" Lin Yongming embraced the morning sunshine and muttered softly.

Lin Yongming recalled the scene against the Soul Sect three days ago, and then imagined the Soul Sect with two yellows and two purples. As long as the quality of the martial arts was higher, Lin Yongming was sure that it would be difficult for him to win.

You must know that three days ago against the Soul Sect, which was one white, two yellow and one purple, he had used all his trump cards. He had released the fluctuating killing intent, frustrated will, and fluctuating markings. Only then could he barely kill the Soul Sect, and his soul power was less than 10%. , this was due to Soul Sect's carelessness when he finally escaped.

"In addition to improving your soul power, you should also improve your actual combat experience. Only by experiencing it yourself can you find your own shortcomings."

"It's only been three days, they should have arrived." Lin Yongming said, walking down the mountain.

On the other side of the Wuhun Hall in the small town of Wuertuo, thirteen people came near noon. The leader was a girl who walked directly into the hall. No one stopped her at the door. Instead, she knelt down on one knee to pay her respects.

"Greetings to Her Majesty the Saint!"

"Greetings to Your Highness the Saint, why are you here in person?" Bishop Xia came forward with Xu Qing and three assistants to pay homage.

"Bishop Xia, stop talking nonsense and go to Leiyu Village. I will personally bring him back to Wuhun City." The girl said straight to the point.

"Holy girl, don't you need to take a rest after a long journey?" Bishop Xia asked.

"No need, let's go." The girl said, turned around and walked out of the hall.

When she came outside, the girl stepped onto a gorgeous carriage with a Wuhun Palace flag on it.

Bishop Xia took Xu Qing and another assistant to lead the way towards Leiyu Village.

At around two o'clock in the afternoon, everyone from Wuhun Palace arrived at Leiyu Village, but they did not enter the village and stopped at the entrance of the village.

"Go and call him out." The girl stepped out of the carriage and ordered.

"Yes, Your Highness the Saint."

"Xu Qing, you know where Lin Yongming's home is, go ahead." Bishop Xia handed the matter over to Xu Qingdao.

"Okay, gentlemen." Xu Qing strode into the village after saying this.

After Lin Yongming finished lunch, he sat in his yard and meditated quietly, and felt a familiar figure in his mind.

"coming."

Lin Yongming knew very well that when his soul ring was exposed, the Pope of the Wuhun Temple would definitely send someone over, and even the branch temple in Wuertuo Town saw it. After the battle three days ago, he would definitely report the matter to Wuhun Temple. The Pope of the Soul Palace.

After all, Lin Yongming also knew that this matter could not be hidden for long, but Lin Yongming did not intend to hide it, so he kept waiting in the village.

So he stood up and walked out to greet Xu Qing.

"Deacon Xu, why did you come to see me today?" Lin Yongming said directly.

"Lin Yongming, I'm here, I thought you were practicing in the back mountain. Come on, follow me to the entrance of the village. The Pope who is far away in Wuhun City has sent someone to pick you up, and they attach great importance to you, Your Highness the Saint. Come here in person." Xu Qing stepped forward and said with a smile.

"Saint?" Lin Yongming was stunned, knowing that Wuhun Palace would send someone, and thought it would be a deacon from the headquarters, but he didn't expect that she would come in person.

"Yes, didn't you ask me before? Her Royal Highness the Saint, who I told you is full of innate soul power, is a disciple of the Pope. It is unusual for a genius like you to personally come to pick her up." Xu Qing introduced.

"It seems that I have to agree even if I don't agree this time, otherwise." Lin Yongming thought in his mind. Fortunately, Lin Yongming had planned to join Wuhun Palace.

"Then let's go." Lin Yongming nodded and said clearly.

Then the two of them walked side by side to the entrance of the village and saw this group of thirteen people from Wuhun City.

"Lin Yongming has met you all." Lin Yongming stopped three meters away from the carriage and saluted.

"You are Lin Yongming, a genius who was born blind, had a martial soul thunder sword, was born full of soul power, and has a second thousand-year purple soul ring. He was a genius who killed the soul sect as a great soul master three days ago." The girl asked directly.

"If there is no second person who matches this characteristic, then he is the next one." Lin Yongming nodded with a smile.

"Very good." After the girl finished speaking, she jumped out of the carriage with a slight jump.

"My name is Bibi Dong. I come from the headquarters of Wuhun Hall in Wuhun City. My identity is the saint of Wuhun Hall. I heard about your situation in the Pope's Hall, so I came here today to personally invite you to join our Wuhun Hall. , I wonder if you are willing," Bibi Dong said as he introduced himself to Lin Yongming.

Lin Yongming could hear Bibi Dong's tone, speaking of Wuhun Palace with respect and a hint of arrogance.

"It turns out that Her Royal Highness the Saint came in person, which made me feel extremely frightened."

"Martial Spirit Hall, of course I am very happy to join. After all, without the Spirit Hall to awaken my spirit, I might not be where I am now." Lin Yongming said sincerely.

"Quickly, in that case, I'll give you a day to say goodbye to your family, go to the Wuhun Palace with me, and enter the Wuhun Academy to practice." Bibi Dong was very satisfied with Lin Yongming's answer.

"Your Highness the Saint, I think you have misunderstood. I am willing to become a member of Wuhun Palace, but I never said that I would go to Wuhun City to practice." Lin Yongming still said with a smile.

"Oh! That's why, Wuhun Academy has the best teachers and the best teaching methods in the continent. With your talent, you can enjoy the mimetic training environment as soon as you enter the academy."

"Or, you are just fooling me now. When we leave, turn around and run away." Bibi Dong's tone became slightly cold after hearing this.

"I don't mean that. It's just that I already have my own way of cultivation, so I don't need a teacher. Your Royal Highness, do you think you can only join the Spirit Hall if you go to Spirit City?" Lin Yongming continued to answer with a smile. road.

"What an arrogant boy, are you saying that no one in our huge Spirit Hall can teach you how to cultivate your soul power?" A purple-clothed deacon behind Bibi Dong couldn't stand Lin Yongming's plain tone. Hearing Lin Yongming's words , couldn't help but said aloud.

As soon as these words came out, everyone else looked at Lin Yongming, whose eyes were covered with black gauze, wanting to see how he would answer.

Come, come, nine-year-old Bibi Dong is here.