At this moment, Qian Renxue came over and put her arm around Lingtian.
"Xiaotian, let's go~"
"Wait a minute."
Lingtian shook his head, looked at Qian Daoliu, and then leaned over and whispered softly, "Sister Xue'er, please go out and deal with the affairs of Wuhun Palace first. I have some things that I want to talk to Grandpa Qian alone."
"You and grandpa?"
Qian Renxue was startled for a moment, and a trace of curiosity flashed through her beautiful eyes.
"Um?"
Hearing this, Qian Daoliu's expression also changed slightly.
He calmly took a sip of tea, then put down the tea cup and said, "Xue'er, please go out first. It just so happens that I also have something to explain to Xiaotian."
"..."
Now Qian Renxue became even more curious.
He looked at the two people with careful eyes.
"I know~"
"Xiaotian, I'll wait for you at the Pope's Palace."
"Um."
However, he nodded and exited the hall, closing the door before leaving.
In the empty hall.
Now only Lingtian and Qiandaoliu are left.
"..."
‘Buzz~’
Lingtian raised his hand and waved, and the ice-blue barrier enveloped the entire Elder Hall. All actions that occurred within the barrier were isolated in the room. After doing all this, he turned back and looked at Qiandaoliu.
"Grandpa Qian."
"Xiaotian sent Xueer away specifically, is he planning to ask me something?"
"Grandpa Qian, I just felt that you are not in good condition. Your physical condition...can you let me check again?"
Lingtian went straight to the point and made his purpose clear.
After a moment of silence, he slowly put down the tea cup.
"You still saw it."
After letting out a long sigh, he finally shook his head with a wry smile, "I tried my best not to reveal any flaws... I didn't expect that I still couldn't hide it, and you found out in the end."
"I wanted to tell you some time later, but now I have to tell you much earlier."
"But I have to tell you sooner or later."
While talking.
Qian Daoliu, who was seen through, also chose not to hide.
All the soul power covering the body receded.
Without the disguise of divine power, Qiandaoliu's true physical state appeared in front of Lingtian without any reservation at this moment.
The moment he saw his true appearance, Ling Tiantong shrank violently.
Although he was already prepared for Qian Daoliu's situation, Lingtian still couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the scene of decline in front of him, and his face was filled with unconcealable shock.
The face is withered.
His thick long hair became thinning and his temples were gray.
The skin is dark yellow, as if he is dying of age.
The eyes are cloudy and seem to close at any time, and the palms of the hands are thin and shriveled.
The skin is loose and wrinkled, like a layer of bark.
Compared with before, the current Qiandaoliu is simply a completely different person.
It was completely unimaginable that the mysterious and powerful great enshrinement of Wuhun Palace would now become a dying old man, whose life breath was so weak that it was difficult to detect.
It is completely impossible to connect him with the majestic image he once had.
Just what you can see with the naked eye.
It can already be analyzed that his current state is extremely bad!
At the same time, the Ice God Child flickered, giving a subtle insight into the situation within the thousand fluids.
But as time goes by.
His face became more and more serious, and he even frowned.
The more I looked at it, the more frightened I became.
He actually couldn't feel Qian Daoliu's martial spirit. The martial spirit space was in a mess, as if it had been forcibly stripped away, but it was extremely clean and no trace of the remaining martial spirit could be found.
He couldn't even sense the existence of soul power in Qian Daoliu's body!
This is obviously not something ordinary people can do.
It must be powerful and at the same time extremely knowledgeable about angel spirits.
Even if Lingtian comes, it may not be possible.
Qian Daoliu's current mental and vitality are extremely weak, even more serious than Bibi Dong's.
Logically speaking.
In this state, he has been basically sentenced to death, but there is a special power running in his body, which has allowed his life to continue until now. However, this power has almost reached its limit.
It will be used up in a few days and it will be difficult to maintain.
"..."
Lingtian looked solemn.
This was the first time he felt troubled.
"Grandpa Qian, why is your physical condition so bad!"
"You should have guessed it, right?"
Qian Daoliu did not answer, but said the opposite.
"..."
Lingtian's eyes flashed, and he guessed, "I think... this shouldn't be caused by outsiders."
After a moment of silence, he looked at Qian Daoliu with a slight hesitation.
"Grandpa Qian, isn't this caused by you yourself?"
"You guessed it right."
"Is it for...the inheritance of the Angel God?"
"Well, that's it."
Qian Daoliu nodded and smiled bitterly, and soon began to talk about condensing the angel oracle.
"At that time, Bibi Dong had forced us into desperation, and we had no choice but to use special methods to preserve the inheritance."
"..."
"The angel oracle has been condensed and my mission has come to an end."
He did not hide anything from Lingtian, who already knew the inheritance method of the gods. Because he was prepared to explain everything to Lingtian before his death. Therefore, the truth of the angel's oracle could naturally be told to him without reservation.
"I said, why does it feel familiar...so that's the power of angels?"
Hearing this, Lingtian looked at Qiandaoliu thoughtfully.
"Um."
Qian Daoliu nodded slightly and explained, "It is the power of angels that allows me to maintain it until now."
"From that day to now..."
"I think it won't last long, right?"
"There are still about three days left."
"That's why...you set the time for Sister Xue'er's coronation in two days."
"Um."
Qian Daoliu nodded calmly.
He would not hide anything from Lingtian's inquiry.
The power given by the God of Angels can last for up to seven days. Once the time is up, the body will completely decay as the power dissipates.
Qiandaoliu will also leave this world.
Originally he thought it would take less than seven days, but he didn't expect Lingtian to suddenly appear.
"..."
A moment of silence.
Lingtian suddenly asked, "Sister Xue'er, does she know the truth about the angel oracle?"
"I didn't tell her."
Qian Daoliu shook his head and smiled helplessly, "If that girl knew the truth, I'm afraid she would never accept it."
"yes……"
Hearing this, Lingtian nodded in agreement.
There was silence for a long time.
Lingtian sighed and said, "Grandpa Qian, you are still too impulsive."
"You know."
"I'm ready to sacrifice myself."
Qian Daoliu raised his hand to stop Lingtian, and waved his hand calmly, "For the inheritance of the God of Angels, I have to make this choice sooner or later. Now it is just a little earlier than the original plan."
"Besides, all my strength has been condensed into the angel oracle, and now there is no room for me to turn around."
He looked very calmly.
Know that no matter sooner or later, you will choose to sacrifice.
Although the time has been advanced now, it is nothing to him.
Life and mission.
He will unswervingly choose the latter, which is his responsibility as a devout believer and guardian of the God of Angels.
"..."
Pause briefly.
Qian Daoliu picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"Xiaotian, grandpa, I want to ask you something."
Immediately, he looked at Lingtian with complex eyes and said slowly, "From now on, this girl Xue'er will be taken care of by you. I can see that you guys really like each other. I feel relieved to have you by her side."
"As for the Wuhun Palace..."
"Xue'er, that kid, is nostalgic for his old friendship. After all, he still can't bear to be cruel to the people in the Elder's Hall. He still wants to trouble you to take care of him."
"If someone has evil intentions, you don't have to worry about their identity."
"besides……"
"..."
Thousands of roads flow and talk.
At this moment, he is an old man who is explaining his funeral affairs to his younger generation.
The worry that couldn't be concealed in his mouth.
These three sentences are inseparable from Qian Renxue. They are all his thoughts about his granddaughter.
Lingtian, on the other hand, nodded.
While thinking about ways to recover in the bottom of my heart.
"What a pity..."
At the end, Qian Daoliu's old eyes flashed with some regret, and he sighed deeply, "Not being able to witness the moment when Xue'er became a god is the most regretful thing in my life."
"Please help me, kid, to witness this moment."
Qian Daoliu smiled bitterly, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his cloudy eyes.
People tend to become sentimental as they get older.
"..."
Suddenly, an idea flashed in Lingtian's mind.
Angels’ divine power can block it, so can my divine power do the same?
They are all divine powers, so there should be no problem, right?
Yes, when it comes to the strength of divine power, he is stronger than the power left in the statue of the angel god.
Why can she do it but she can't?
After figuring out the key issue, Lingtian raised his head and looked at Qiandaoliu. His frown had relaxed at this moment. He seemed to have an idea that could solve the urgent problem Qiandaoliu was facing now.
"Grandpa Qian, actually there may not be no chance."
"Um?"
Hearing this, Qian Daoliu was stunned for a moment.
A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he shook his head secretly.
"Xiaotian, no need to waste your efforts."
Qian Daoliu sighed, raised his withered arms, smiled desolately, and said, "My body has run out of oil and even the God of Angels can't save it. You don't have to waste any time on me, a dying person.
"
"I accept this kindness, and you can just take good care of Xue'er for me from now on."
"..."
See the situation.
Lingtian didn't say much. With a thought, ice-blue light gathered in the palm of his hand.
A feeling of coldness filled the entire hall.
Immediately.
Under Qiandaoliu's surprised gaze, Lingtian waved his arm gently, and ice-blue light instantly poured into Qiandaoliu's fluid. Suddenly, his old and withered body suddenly regained some vitality.
"this……"
Shocked by this wonderful change, Qian Daoliu couldn't believe it.
It's not much, but it does make a difference!
This was the first time he intuitively felt the vitality since condensing the angelic oracle.
The body that was originally like a rotten tree is regaining its vitality.
"I am..."
"Xiaotian, you?"
"Grandpa Qian, do you believe it now?"
Lingtian had already expected it and looked at Qian Daoliu with a chuckle.
"How did you do it?"
Feeling the changes coming from his body, Qian Daoliu looked at Lingtian in shock, "My body... Even angels and gods can't do anything about my body, but you can give it life again?"
Facts speak louder than words, and the changes in the body speak for themselves.
"Just because he can't do it, doesn't mean I can't do it either."
…
…
A moment of silence.
"so……"
Qian Daoliu looked at Lingtian with burning eyes and confirmed, "I can still be saved now. Do you really have a way?"
At this moment, the flame of hope was once again ignited in the eyes that were already dead!
"..."
He was not afraid of death.
It’s just that Qian Daoliu also wants to witness his granddaughter becoming a god!
"Originally, I planned to save Sister Xue'er during her final exam. According to my plan, I can keep most of your soul power. Although you are no longer an Ultimate Douluo, at least your origin will not be harmed."
Everything was already envisioned to be almost perfect.
But Bibi Dong's sudden rebellion directly disrupted Lingtian's layout.
In order to preserve the inheritance of the angel god, Qiandaoliu had no choice but to choose the angel oracle.
But I can't blame Qian Daoliu for this.
Judging from the situation at that time, he could only make this decision for the sake of his inheritance as an angel.
Lingtian sighed with emotion.
"I see……"
"I wasted all your good intentions."
And Qian Daoliu's reaction was just as he expected. Even though he knew that Lingtian had a way to change everything, he didn't show any regret at all. Instead, he just expressed emotion and regret for his fate.
His facial expression was very dull.
Even now he does not regret the choice he made at that time.
"Now that the angel oracle has damaged your origin, I'm afraid the final effect will be greatly reduced."
"Then...how long can it last now?"
"With Grandpa Qian's current condition, the limit can last for up to one year."
"One year is enough."
Hearing this, Qian Daoliu smiled calmly and asked, "Your method requires me to prepare, can you start now?"
"It's okay now."
Ice blue soul power condensed in the palm of his hand, Lingtian reminded, "Grandpa Qian, the whole process may be a little stinging, but you must remember not to resist, otherwise the two divine powers will easily cause conflict."
"Um."
As soon as he finished speaking, ice-blue divine power poured into his body.
A slight tingling sensation came.
At the same time, the cold breath spreads in the body, and the rapidly passing vitality is affected, and the speed becomes slower and slower.
Until it is almost imperceptible.
At the same time, he raised his hand and waved, and the brilliance flashed on the ring.
A crystal of life appeared in the palm of the hand, and the rich energy of life spread around.
Immediately under the guidance of Lingtian.
Wisps of light green life energy poured into Qiandaoliu's body. As time went by, the original old and dry face was changing, and the white hair turned to black and the appearance gradually returned to before the sacrifice.
…
…
After a while.
Qian Daoliu has his original appearance.
Divine power has also been used to set a seal inside the body, which can delay the passage of time to the greatest extent.
"call……"
He immediately raised his hand and waved away the soul power.
After crushing the life crystal that had exhausted its energy, Lingtian breathed a long sigh of relief and asked, "Grandpa Qian, how do you feel now?"
"very good!"
Qian Daoliu's face was rosy, and he looked happy as he felt the completely different body!