Chapter 163: The father is kind and the son is filial, fooling Tang San.
The clouds at sunset were coated with a layer of light gold by the sunlight, and light burst out from between the clouds like golden threads.
Li Teng first sorted out his clothes, then took Tang San and walked quickly along a path towards the courtyard. The courtyard seemed to cover an area of only a few hundred square meters.
The entire yard was in a mess. The originally elegant house had turned into a pool of dark green poisonous water, constantly making a sizzling corrosion sound.
Their eyes were quickly attracted to the hooded woman who was sitting lazily on the stone table with her legs crossed. They couldn't see her face clearly, but could see her smooth chin and the golden sun and silver moon earrings hanging from her hood. There were ten platinum-colored star-shaped patterns on the silver moon on her right ear.
The delicate jade feet were swaying slightly carelessly, with a faint pink color on the heels and the front of the soles, and the blue veins on the snow-white insteps were more obvious. Although they had been through a fierce battle, the soft and tender jade feet were still spotless, like a clear and gentle stream, where one could forget all the sorrows and worries in the world.
Following the graceful curve of the jade feet upwards, the plump and round ankles are like crystal pearls, the two very thin calves are straight and slender, as if they have never been stained by a trace of dust, and the waist is also so slender that it cannot be grasped in one hand.
There was no aura emanating from her body. At first glance, she looked like a natural beauty without any soul power at all.
But in the eyes of Li Teng and Tang San, this woman was undoubtedly like the abyss of heaven and earth, unfathomable.
Looking at the woman in front of him, Tang San subconsciously recalled a famous poem from his previous life: Her steps are slender and graceful, unparalleled in the world.
Li Teng's eyes instantly turned fiery red, and a red fire thorn slowly wrapped around his body. Four soul rings, two yellow and two purple, appeared under his feet, rhythmically moving up and down around his body.
Li Teng quickened his pace and took a few steps forward. When he stopped, he had already crossed his hands on his shoulders, bowed slightly, and said respectfully: "Li Teng, the dean of Notting College, my martial soul is Scarlet Flame Thorn, and I am a 42nd level control-type fighting soul sect. I am honored to meet your majesty."
In the world of soul masters, such an action is a courtesy for the younger generation to meet the older generation. Although this Titled Douluo looks young and beautiful, he might be an old monster who has regained his youth through cultivation. Even though Li Teng is not young, it will never be wrong to show courtesy to the younger generation.
"No need to be polite, just get up."
Qian Renxue responded calmly, and turned her gaze to Tang San who was following him obediently. Because he climbed the mountain every day to practice the Purple Level Demon Eye, Tang San's skin showed a healthy wheat color, his short black hair looked very neat, and his clothes were simple but clean, and looked quite pleasing to the eye.
"Are you Tang San?"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Tang San agreed, walked out from behind Li Teng, and saluted Qian Renxue respectfully. For some reason, he always felt that he had heard the voice of His Majesty somewhere before.
At this moment, there was a bit of excitement in Tang San's eyes. After all, the person sitting in front of him and Li Teng was a Titled Douluo-level warrior.
Yu Xiaogang had told him on the high building before that Titled Douluo was the strongest realm of human soul masters, and only Titled Douluo could fight against a hundred thousand year soul beast.
In the entire soul master world, soul masters who can cultivate to this level are absolutely rare, and they all possess powerful strength. Not only can they command thousands of troops with ease, they can even launch devastating attacks.
Moreover, he is a Titled Douluo who defeated a hundred thousand year old soul beast.
A strange emotion flashed across Qian Renxue's eyes hidden under the hood. Letting Tang San, her future mortal enemy, salute her was really a path she had never imagined. She didn't know whether this Tang San was the real Brother San in the comics or the God King Tang in the novel.
She casually pointed at the cloaked man leaning against the opposite wall and said, "Look, is that your father the one who's dying?"
"what?"
Tang San was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned around and looked back. At that moment, he seemed to be frozen. Leaning against the wall was a middle-aged man who looked to be about fifty years old, but was very tall and strong. However, his dress was not flattering.
He was wearing a torn grey robe without even a patch on it, revealing the bronze skin underneath. His originally regular facial features were now covered with a layer of waxy yellow, his hair was messy like a bird's nest, and his equally unkempt beard was covered with blood from his mouth. There were five deep dark gold claw marks of a terror bear on his chest, and blood kept flowing.
Isn’t it Haotian Douluo Tang Hao?
"dad?!"
Tang San suddenly screamed, and the excitement of seeing the Titled Douluo turned into helpless fear in an instant.
Perhaps because he was an orphan in his previous life, Tang San cherishes this family relationship especially in this life.
Daddy is injured. How could he be here? Was it that 100,000-year-old dark gold terror claw bear?
Looking at the claw marks in front of his father, Tang San's eyes suddenly turned red. He kicked the ground fiercely, his body flashed, and he pounced in front of Tang Hao with trembling hands.
"Dad! What happened to you?! I'll bandage you right away!" Tang San immediately took off his newly received school uniform and pressed it on Tang Hao's wound to stop the bleeding.
But Tang Hao didn't make any movement, as if he didn't even care about his injuries. He just looked at Qian Renxue with trembling lips and dull and dim eyes, with a look of pain and regret on his face.
In the battle where Ah Yin sacrificed herself, Tang Hao did not use the explosive ring, so his body was always in intact condition. However, he was ambushed by the transformed Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear before and was hit by a Dark Gold Terror Claw. If he had not used the Soul Bone Skill Haotian to protect his body in time, he would have been torn in half. Even if he has been healed now, his body will definitely be left with hidden injuries.
Tang Hao just woke up from a coma and saw Qian Renxue's soul ring with his own eyes. He now truly believes that Ah Yin will definitely come back.
Tang Hao suddenly reached out and grabbed Tang San's shaking wrist, looking at Qian Renxue with burning eyes and said: "Xiao San, do you remember what I said before? From now on, you will follow her! She is the person I am talking about. You are a one-in-a-million twin martial spirit, and the only one in the world who can keep up with her footsteps."
Tang San looked at his father's weak appearance, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.
"Remember, Dad, I always remember, please stop talking, okay? Your Majesty is here, and Your Majesty is a Titled Douluo! You will be fine!"
Tang Hao's pupils became even more dim, "Title Douluo? Haha, Xiao San also knows about Title Douluo."
Under the shocked gazes of Tang San and Li Teng, nine spirit rings, two yellow, two purple and five black, slowly appeared on Tang Hao's body, and a domineering black gold giant hammer appeared in his hand.
Li Teng looked at the nine spirit rings with some sadness. A Titled Douluo had actually fallen in his Notting Academy!
"Dad?! You!!"
So that's how it is. No wonder the teacher said before that a Titled Douluo couldn't defeat a 100,000-year-old Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear. It turns out that the one who fought at Notting College before was not only His Majesty, but also his father!!!
Tang San was now feeling both proud and distressed. He was proud that his father was actually a Titled Douluo! He was distressed that his father was severely injured by the 100,000-year-old spirit beast.
Perhaps because he felt that he was about to die, Tang Hao's voice became much softer. He glanced at Qian Renxue, and then said: "Title Douluo is not omnipotent. I know my own injuries very well. I will teach you a secret skill of the Haotian Sect. You must not pass it on to others without permission. It is the Sect's property. Remember?"
"Yes!" Tang San replied with tears in his eyes.
The Great Sumeru Hammer of the Haotian Sect has always been practiced only by the Haotian Douluo of successive generations. After Tang Zhen's death, only Tang Hao of this generation knows this method. If it is not passed on, the Great Sumeru Hammer will be lost.
Tang Hao gasped, his voice was a line, "Our Haotian Sect's special cultivation method can only be passed on to one person in a generation. It's not that we cherish it, but this cultivation method has extremely high requirements for the practitioner. If you are not a genius with extraordinary talent, you will never succeed in cultivation, and your life will be in danger. This cultivation method is called the Great Sumeru Hammer." Tang San was stunned for a moment. He knew that Sumeru and mustard seed were two opposite words. Sumeru means infinite, while mustard seed means infinitesimal. Just like the third level of his Purple Extreme Demon Pupil, mustard seed, it refers to the ability to see infinitesimal objects through the Purple Extreme Demon Pupil. And the Great Sumeru Hammer method of the Haotian Hammer obviously refers to a special hammer method that exerts the power of the Haotian Hammer to infinity.
"The Great Sumeru Hammer, in theory, is to condense all of one's spirit rings into one, inject them all into the Clear Sky Hammer, and transform them into the purest power and attack power, increasing one's own strength geometrically, forcibly breaking through all constraints, and exerting a powerful strength beyond one's own spirit power. It follows the line of one force defeating ten benefits. No matter how many spirit skills or techniques the opponent has, they cannot compete with the purest power and attack power of the Clear Sky Hammer."
Tang Hao relied on his tyrannical spirit power to force the sound into a line, and deliberately passed the secret formula of the Haotian Sect's magical skill slowly to Tang San under Qian Renxue's gaze.
Tang San had just embarked on the path of spiritual practice as a soul master at this time. He did not understand that the Great Void Hammer of the Haotian Sect was a secret skill that only the sect master could learn. He could only rely on the mental power he had gained from practicing the Purple Demon Pupil for many years to force himself to memorize the formulas.
After doing all this, Tang Hao put away his martial spirit and slowly closed his eyes, as if waiting to die. He said in a tired voice:
"Xiao San, when I die, bury me in the Holy Soul Village."
"Um!!"
Gradually, his breathing stopped. Tang San was already sobbing and unable to speak.
Qian Renxue coldly watched Tang Hao acting in front of her. The old man's breath and blood were gone, but his life fire was still burning quietly, like an indestructible cockroach. How could he be willing to close his eyes without seeing Ah Yin resurrect? Is this a method similar to the turtle breathing technique? He was also teaching Haotian's unique skills in front of her. Humph! There must be something fishy!
Why is he pretending to be dead? Isn't he afraid of finishing him off or dismembering him? Taking his soul bone? Making him a useless cripple? And letting Tang San follow me? Why should I take care of his son?
Wouldn't she kill him if she had such a good talent? Was he teaching him the Haotian Secret Skill in front of her just to save Tang San's life?
In that case, don't blame me for taking advantage of your son. You brought this upon yourself.
Qian Renxue got down from the stone table, walked slowly forward, and said coldly, "Don't cry, I have a way to save his life." Her feet were one foot away from the ground, and she was actually walking directly in the void.
Tang San's body suddenly froze. He knelt down in front of Qian Renxue with a plop and said, "Your Majesty! Please! Save my father! He is my only relative! Tang San is willing to serve you like a slave!"
A powerful spirit force directly pushed Tang San away. Qian Renxue was well versed in CPU. Instead of offering gentle comfort, she snorted disdainfully, "What can a mere spirit warrior like you do for me? Get out of the way and don't get in my way."
"Everything you saw today, you'd better keep it in your stomach!"
Four pairs of angel wings spread out behind her again. Red, red, red, red, red, red, platinum, orange, red! Nine soul rings slowly moved around her.
Li Tengren had already been frightened silly, and even Tang San, a newbie who had just come into contact with soul master knowledge, understood what the red soul ring meant. Because of this sudden appearance of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, Yu Xiaogang had previously given him a complete introduction to the age and color of all soul rings.
Red is the soul ring of a hundred thousand year soul beast, but the master never told him about the two soul ring colors of orange and platinum.
Qian Renxue's eyes gradually turned golden, not the bright golden color of the angel martial spirit itself, but a platinum color filled with a sacred aura. Lines of platinum soul power wrapped around Tang Hao's body, forming a platinum coffin engraved with angel patterns.
Tang Hao's body has been completely sealed by Qian Renxue's sacred power. Don't you like to play dead? I'll let you taste the feeling of being a vegetable for free. I don't know if Tang Hao is conscious now? Tang Hao should not come out in the future. Just be a sleeping beauty.
"Ahem. Ugh."
It seemed that because of the previous battle, Qian Renxue's injuries relapsed. The platinum light on her body suddenly dimmed, and she couldn't stop coughing.
Facing Tang San's expectant and somewhat worried gaze, Qian Renxue put down the hand covering her mouth and said coldly: "What? Are you looking down on me?"
Tang San shook his head with red eyes and said: "Your Majesty's great kindness, Tang San will never forget it!" How could he be unscathed after just experiencing a great battle? Your Majesty was clearly overdrawing himself in order to save his father!
Qian Renxue snorted coldly, "Your father is too seriously injured. My divine power can only keep his body in a sealed state. Although the situation will not continue to deteriorate, the seal cannot be removed later. Otherwise, he will surely die."
Tang San hurriedly asked: "I wonder if Your Majesty has any way to treat it?"
Qian Renxue was silent for a while, seeming to be a little embarrassed, and then continued to deceive: "He was not attacked by an ordinary 100,000-year-old soul beast. That was a fierce beast. Only soul beasts over 100,000 years old are qualified to be called fierce beasts, and the cultivation of that Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear is completely over 400,000 years old. Do you understand this concept?"
"There is no other way to heal except with a healing Title Douluo, but there is no healing Title Douluo on the Douluo Continent right now."
"The soul power level of the healing soul master of the Ye family is only Soul Douluo. What's more, the Nine-Hearted Begonia martial soul is too powerful and can only be passed down from one generation to another. That Soul Douluo has already passed away and there is no chance for him to break through to the Titled Douluo."
Listening to Qian Renxue's words, Tang San stroked the golden-white coffin in a daze. He wanted to carry his father all the way to beg, but he didn't expect that there was no Titled Douluo of the healing system on the Douluo Continent. Is there no way out?
"This"
He was silent for a long time, and finally raised his head and looked at Qian Renxue with a firm gaze.
"Your Majesty, even if this is the case, I will never give up! I will find a Titled Douluo of the Healing Attribute! If that doesn't work, I will become a Titled Douluo of the Healing Attribute myself!"
Qian Renxue was stunned. This won't do. If your Blue Silver Emperor follows the healing path, then isn't that the right path? It's not appropriate. How can I be fooled by her into following the right path?
The glorious and holy Titled Douluo Her Majesty seemed to be angered by Tang San's angry words. She said coldly: "Nonsense! How can you joke about your own future? Even if you have twin spirits, you can't do that!"
"Although there is no Title Douluo of the Healing Attribute, I have a disciple who can become a Title Douluo of the Healing Attribute in the future. Perhaps I can help you. Her martial spirit is the Emerald Swan, and she is a life attribute spirit master."
"Remember! You are the son of a Titled Douluo! You are the manpower to confront the beasts from now on! How can you tarnish Tang Hao's reputation?! Ask your teacher about matters related to cultivation. I will never allow you to do whatever you want!"
Tang San just felt warm in his heart. Even when he was with Tang Hao, he had never felt such a feeling of being cared for and concerned. He was a little envious of His Majesty's relatives. They must be the happiest family in the world, right?
Tang San took a step back, increasing the distance between himself and Qian Renxue, then he knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times respectfully to Qian Renxue.
"Thank you. Tang San knows that saying these words will only make him look powerless. Your Majesty is so kind! Tang San has no way to repay you. I wonder if Your Majesty has any children. My parents are no longer around. If you don't abandon me, I want to take care of you in your old age!"
Now it was Qian Renxue's turn who was confused. It was bad. She had gone too far and even brought Tang Hao's son over. Not only did she rape the man's wife, but she also didn't let his son go. Isn't this a bit too brutal?
Qian Renxue sighed, as if lamenting her lonely life. She said calmly, "I have devoted my life to protecting the human race and fighting against ferocious beasts. I have never married and have no time to adopt a child. If you are willing, you can call me godmother from now on."
Hearing this, Tang San's heart warmed up, his eyes became moist, and he felt distressed. A clean and clear smile appeared on his wheat-colored face.
"mom!"
"Well, good son."
Li Teng: "Your Majesty, I want to give it to you too."
Qian Renxue: "Shut up."
Li Teng: “Okay!”
5000, Tang San was also fooled, the next step is to advance the speed,
(End of this chapter)
