After watching him go away for a while, his eyes returned to the sky above the enshrinement hall.
"Sister Xue'er's inheritance should not be a problem..."
Although Lingtian believed in Qian Renxue's abilities, he still couldn't help but be concerned.
"The inheritance of Angel Divine Sword mainly depends on the compatibility between the inheritor and the God of Angels. This girl Xue'er has exceeded the target in several previous assessments. It stands to reason that with her current compatibility, she should have no problem getting recognized by Angel Divine Sword.
.”
Qian Daoliu pondered for a moment and said with serious eyes.
Having said that.
But after all, Qian Renxue is his granddaughter.
At the same time, he was the heir to their angel lineage who had waited countless years for him. How could he not be nervous in his heart?
"I think so. With Sister Xue'er's talent, there will be no problem."
"I have also come into contact with the Angel Divine Sword before, and it is not difficult to get its approval."
"Um……"
that's all.
Whether it is Lingtian or Qiandaoliu.
Both of them were extremely worried about Qian Renxue's situation.
But on the surface they still pretended to be calm and reassured each other not to worry.
Actually it's all the same.
"..."
And at the same time the two were talking.
The shadow of the angel above the worship hall suddenly became extremely clear, and at the same time, the angel statue in the center of the hall suddenly changed.
A bright beam of light came from the top of the statue's head, and then completely merged into the shadow above the hall. Then without any warning, the shadow of Tian'en suddenly spread out three pairs of white wings, exuding an extremely sacred aura and soaring
In the sky above Wuhun Palace.
Wherever the angels pass.
The holy light spreads all over Wuhun City.
Until every corner of the city is included.
Then the mutation reappears!
The angel's shadow in mid-air suddenly shattered and turned into countless golden light particles, pouring into all the statues of the God of Angels in the city.
The originally ordinary statues now have a different charm.
"Grandpa Qian, is this a success?"
Lingtian suddenly turned around, surprise flashing in his eyes.
But before getting confirmation from professionals, I still had a little uncertainty in my heart.
"Well, the occurrence of this change is a sign that Xue'er has successfully been recognized by the Angel Sword." Without waiting for long, Qian Daoliu also showed a happy face and responded in the affirmative.
As the spokesperson of the God of Angels in Douluo Continent, he can be said to be the one who knows the inheritance of the God of Angels best.
And the current performance is a sign that the sword recognizes its master.
Because now the power of faith enshrined in the statue is controlled by the Angel Sword.
Now that Qian Renxue can integrate her own charm into the statue, it means that the artifact has fully recognized its owner.
"..."
After a while.
The light faded slowly.
The worship hall once again returned to its former peace.
Seeing this, Lingtian couldn't hold himself any longer, turned his head and asked, "Grandpa Qian, can we go in now?"
"Wait a moment, Xue'er will come out soon."
Qian Daoliu shook his head and said with certainty.
Hear this.
Lingtian could only continue to wait, his eyes always paying attention to the stone door in front of him.
"Sister Xue'er..."
…
…
at the same time.
Underneath the angel statue in the shrine.
At this moment, Qian Renxue was sitting on the futon with her legs crossed.
I don't know how much time passed, but the angel mark deep in Qian Renxue's eyebrows suddenly flickered, and then her originally closed eyes suddenly opened, and a pair of beautiful golden eyes bloomed with dazzling luster.
Then, Qian Renxue's body trembled slightly.
Followed by a movement of body.
The figure stood up from the futon, then raised his head, raised his feet, and flew to the angel statue.
As his figure continued to rise, he finally faced the statue of the god.
The angel mark deep in the center of Qian Renxue's eyebrows shot out a golden light, which resembled the previous angel sword and poured into the palm of her right hand. As the golden light surged, it formed a radiant sword.
‘Whoosh!’
At the same moment, the angel statue reacted, and the stone sword that was originally stationary suddenly flew out on its own initiative!
After hovering in the worship hall for a while, he hovered in front of Qian Renxue.
"..."
At this moment Qian Renxue lowered her head.
This is?
Now in the artifact space, it has obviously been recognized by the Angel Sword.
Why does it look like this after returning to consciousness?
Thinking of this, Qian Renxue lowered her head, her eyes looked at the long sword in her hand that was condensed with light, and then at the familiar scene of the stone sword hovering in front of her. Her beautiful eyes were filled with confusion as she suddenly felt something in her heart.
Divine sword, stone sword, lightsaber...
She seemed to suddenly understand the relationship between the three!
No wonder!
No wonder this is the case!
Qian Renxue looked at the lightsaber in her hand and the stone sword in front of her, and she had a clear understanding in her heart.
The Angel Sword has been in the enshrinement hall from beginning to end.
It is precisely because of this that the guardians of the past generations can borrow the power of the Angel Sword to guard the Spirit Hall and the Angel inheritance.
And before.
The divine sword she got in the artifact space is actually the true meaning of the divine sword.
Only by being recognized by the true meaning of the Divine Sword can she awaken the real Angel Sword like she is now!
"I see……"
After clearing her mind, Qian Renxue was no longer confused. She raised the lightsaber in her hand with firm eyes and placed the stone swords together perfectly.
moment!
There was a loud 'boom'!
The moment the stone sword and the lightsaber came together, the surrounding light exploded instantly.
An unparalleled pressure spread from the stone sword.
At the same time, a ray of light was projected on the angel statue, promoting the integration of the two. Suddenly, the stone skin on the sword finally cracked as the light bloomed, and the dazzling light enveloped the entire worship hall in an instant!
Just like when I got the Angel Sword in the Artifact Space before.
Now the real divine sword in the enshrinement hall has once again shed its stone clothing and become the radiant angel sword!
The holy breath came to my face.
The angel statues in the temple are even more majestic.
"..."
Maybe it was because she had already had an experience in the artifact space before, but now Qian Renxue just had a slight smile on her lips, raised her hand and summoned the angel sword floating in the air into her hand.
at the same time.
The methods of using the Angel Divine Sword are also self-taught, and each one appears in Qian Renxue's mind.
After a long time.
A hint of understanding flashed in Qian Renxue's eyes.
With the acquisition of the divine sword, peace returned to the worship hall again.
The angel mark deep in Qian Renxue's eyebrows also slowly faded away.
However, the symbol of the Angel Sword wrapped in wings in the center is now more clear and conspicuous than before.
"Disperse."
Looking at the angel sword in her hand, Qian Renxue whispered softly.
'Buzz buzz!'
The next second.
The Angel Sword turned into dots of brilliance and disappeared into the palm of his hand, as if it had never appeared in his hand before.
Then, Qian Renxue raised her head and looked at the angel statue in front of her.
I don’t know when.
The previously stripped stone shells were put together again to form a stone sword that returned to the hands of the angel statue.
But compared to before, it no longer has the charm it once had.
The bright golden flame that was originally burning on the sword's head also disappeared with the departure of the real angel sword.
"I will complete all inheritances, and I am determined to win the position of angel god!" Qian Renxue murmured softly, as if whispering to herself, and as if she was making an oath to the statue of the God of Angels in front of her.
After finishing her words, Qian Renxue locked her eyes on the stone sword, thoughtfully.
"..."
A moment of silence.
Qian Renxue bowed towards the statue of the God of Angels, bowed respectfully and did not stay any longer.
There is still grandpa and Xiaotian waiting for him outside.
Then he moved his body and walked directly outside the worship hall.
…
…
At the same time, offerings are made outside the temple.
"..."
Lingtian stood quietly outside the temple with his hands behind his back, but there was a look of worry in his calm eyes. Although they didn't talk much, they both glanced into the temple from time to time.
"Sister Xue'er."
Lingtian murmured in a low voice.
"Xiaotian, you don't have to worry too much."
"You should know Xue'er's strength better than I do. There will definitely be no problems."
Qian Daoliu waved his hands, his tone full of confidence in his granddaughter. As he spoke, he glanced towards the temple again, his expression full of worry.
He was not worried that his granddaughter would be in danger.
It's just that so long has passed since the inheritance of the artifacts, so logically it should have been completed.
When he relied on his status as the guardian of Wuhun Palace to communicate with the Angel Divine Sword, it had never been used for so long.
But……
It's not out yet, have you encountered any problems?
"I believe her too."
Lingtian nodded, but his eyes still did not leave the direction of the temple.
"..."
See the situation.
Qian Daoliu also fell silent.
While the two were talking, a loud "bang" sound suddenly sounded, and the door of the worship hall, which was originally tightly closed, suddenly opened slowly to both sides.
Suddenly, the eyes of Lingtian and Qian Daoliu were attracted at the same time.
"Sister Xue'er?"
Lingtian looked at the opened door and couldn't help showing a hint of surprise on his face.
"Um?"
After hearing Lingtian's words, Qiandaoliu quickly calmed down and turned his head to look in the direction of opening the door.
soon.
Qian Renxue, wearing a golden palace dress, appeared in their sight.
"Xue'er...succeeded!"
As the guardian of the God of Angels, Qian Daoliu noticed a completely different change in Qian Renxue as soon as she came out: a richer sacred aura, sharp as a sword.
Feeling this, Qian Daoliu was already relieved.
A smile appeared on his determined face, feeling extremely relaxed and comfortable.
Because he knows.
After Qian Renxue was recognized by the artifact, the inheritance of the God of Angels was inseparable.
Just continue to pass on the divine throne step by step.
Qian Renxue will become the new God of Angels in the future, and it is a sure thing to realize the wishes of their Qian family!
at the same time.
"Xiaotian!"
As soon as she walked out of the gate of the worship hall, the first thing Qian Renxue saw was Lingtian.
A beautiful smile, as bright and moving as the sun.
"Xiaotian~"
Qian Renxue didn't pause at all. She moved lightly and quickly came to Lingtian. She said softly, "Have you been waiting outside for a long time?"
"Not long."
Looking at Qian Renxue who looked like running towards him, Lingtian smiled slightly.
At the same time, he raised his arm, took him into his arms, and asked, "How was the divine test? Did everything go well?"
"certainly!"
A look of pride appeared on Qian Renxue's pretty face.
(??ω ??)?
Then he raised his delicate little fist and said arrogantly, "Don't underestimate me, I won't be stumped by a god test!"
"Yeah, our sister Xue'er is the most powerful."
Lingtian smiled gently and gently stroked Qian Renxue's hair.
Lingtian, who gets along day and night, knows very well how hard Qian Renxue has worked for the assessment of the God of Angels. Now that he has successfully obtained the Angel God Sword, he is finally taking the first step towards success.
"By the way, where is grandpa?"
Qian Renxue suddenly thought of something and asked.
"Grandpa Qian..."
Lingtian was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face slowly solidified at the same time.
At this moment, a familiar coughing sound came from behind.
"Ahem!"
Qian Renxue and Lingtian looked at each other, then turned their heads, with a hint of embarrassment in their eyes, "Grandpa...Grandpa, when did you come here, why didn't you say anything~"
As she spoke, Qian Renxue's tone contained a bit of resentment.
"Don't speak?"
Qian Daoliu smiled jokingly and reminded, "Grandpa, I have been standing here."
"ah?!"
Qian Renxue was speechless.
He turned his head stiffly and looked at Lingtian.
Qian Renxue:┗|｀O′|┛
Lingtian:╮(╯▽╰)╭
Qian Renxue stretched out a small hand and pinched the soft flesh around Lingtian's waist. At the same time, she put it close to her ear and asked in an angry voice: "You clearly knew that grandpa was behind you, why didn't you tell me!"
"Siha~"
Lingtian, who knew he was in the wrong, could only endure the pain in his waist.
"Xiaotian!"
"Sister Xue'er."
"You want, woo? woo woo?"
Before Qian Renxue could speak, Lingtian suddenly raised his hand and gently covered her mouth.
"Xiaotian?"
"Shh~"
Lingtian looked at Qian Renxue affectionately, causing the latter to blush when he saw this, and even the strength in his little hands relaxed a bit.
Lingtian took this opportunity to quietly hold Qian Renxue's catkins with one hand. While the two were looking at each other affectionately, Lingtian carefully took Qian Renxue's catkins from his waist without leaving any trace.
Down.
"Lingtian!"
When Qian Renxue realized that the anger was coming again, Lingtian quickly turned around and dodged.
While avoiding the pinching hand, he pushed Qian Renxue in front of him with his backhand.
"Sister Xue'er!"
At the same time, without giving any chance to respond, he immediately changed the subject, "Look, Grandpa Qian has been waiting for you for a long time. Don't you have anything to say to Grandpa?"
As he spoke, Lingtian quietly walked back.
Qian Renxue was left alone in front, staring blankly at Qian Daoliu with big eyes and small eyes.
"..."
There was silence for a long time.
In his mind, he probably already thought of eighteen kinds of torture to deal with Lingtian.
But when she thought of the embarrassment just now, Qian Renxue's shy pretty face turned red, she lowered her head and whispered softly, "Grandpa...Grandpa."