Seventy years ago, in the 40s of the twentieth century, the Celestial Empire was in the midst of a war against drugs.

Xishu, Badu, Tangjiabao

This is the former residence of the Tang Gate, the Tang Gate is a family-style Jianghu sect, the hidden weapon family known for martial arts, with hidden weapons and poisons in Shu, walking the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years. However, it was hard for the world to imagine that such a sect, which was famous for its secret weapons, would be the holder of the White Tiger, which was known for its tyranny among the Four Holy Beasts. Until the appearance of the Tang Aotian brothers.

The eldest brother, Tang Li, was the first person to open the Four Holy Beasts artifact since the Four Holy Beasts were sealed, but he died young.

The second brother Tang Ao not only opened the Four Holy Beasts artifact, but also made a name for himself on the magic side, killing many Crucidian magicians with the powerful White Tiger, establishing a great reputation, and becoming the soul of the magic world of the Celestial Empire, which had been in decline for a long time

Tang Ao, who has just turned forty, is in the prime of life, strong, has a son and a daughter, and has a happy family, and accepted a talented apprentice last year.

But this day is destined to be an extraordinary day.

"Drink, drink, drink!"

"Aotian, keep your hands high!Bao'er, don't be lazy!" Tang Ao was training his two beloved disciples that day.

The eldest apprentice Tang Aotian, Tang Ao's own son, is also the person that Tang Ao vigorously cultivated as a successor.

The second apprentice, Zhao Bao, is a friend's child and is talented, and he even set a child marriage with his daughter Tang Ling early.

The little junior sister, Tang Yan, his daughter, learns the ancestral secret weapon technique of the Tang Sect with her mother every day.

"Boss!

"What's going on, panic!" Tang Ao reprimanded his subordinates dissatisfiedly.

They say that the English Puritans have conquered Tibet!"

"What, take me there!" Tang Ao felt a pang in his heart, the British Puritans had always had a desire to annex Tibet, and he and the local religion of Tibet, the head of the Bon religion, Tokugawa Dorjee, were friends of life and death.

"Who is the envoy of Tokugawa!" Tang Ao saw the Tibetan man lying on the bed, covered in blood, "Baji? is you? Why are you here, what's wrong with Tokugawa?" Tang Ao saw that the comer shouted in his heart that it was not good, this person was the personal guard of Tokugawa Dorjee, the head of the Bon sect.

"Ahem...... Tang Zhangmen...... The English Puritans conquered the Sifang Temple...... Lord Tokugawa fled to protect the young master...... Lead the doorman to fight to the death...... I'm afraid it's ...... now Woo woo woo ...... began to cry bitterly in the middle of speaking, "Lord Tokugawa asked me to hand over the young master to you...... He...... I hope you can help him raise the young master...... And here. He took out an ancient book, "This is the Demon Book of the Bon Sect, the Nyingma Ancient Sutra, the master hopes that you can give ......it to the young master when he grows up."

"Okay! I will!" Tang Ao said categorically.

"Great...... Lord Tokugawa, Baji is here to accompany you!" After speaking, the man tilted his head and committed suicide by swallowing medicine.

"Hey!" Tang Ao didn't have time to stop at all, he was silent for a while, and looked at the baby lying beside him, and there was a note on the quilt wrapped in the baby, with his name written on it, "Table Mu Qiangba...... From now on, you will be my third apprentice!"

After that, Tang Ao led the magical forces of the Celestial Empire to counterattack Tibet, and finally expelled the British Puritans with the help of geographical advantages, but the holy place of the Bon Temple, the Sifang Temple, had already been looted, and all the Bon people were killed.

Since then, the Tang Sect has added a new apprentice named Taimu Qiangba.

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Five years later

"Third junior brother, are you looking at ants?" the young Zhao Bao looked at the five-year-old Table Mu Qiangba

"Ah, second senior brother, yes. Table Mu Qiangba raised his head and looked at the second senior brother who had usually taken care of himself.

"What's so nice about this?" the two little heads hung together.

"Of course it's pretty. He stretched out his right hand, and the ants crawled up his fingers as if they were spiritual.

"That's amazing! Is this the legendary insect manipulation?"

"No, it's Monogatari, I can communicate with bugs. Tablewood Qiangba explained.

"Is this the spell that Master asked you to practice alone?" Zhao Bao asked.

"Yes. Senior brother, what about you?"

"Me? It's alchemy. Zhao Bao took out a small gourd.

"Then again, what about Senior Brother and Senior Sister?"

"Senior brother is practicing Kun-level formation with master, and junior sister is learning hidden weapons. They're family, and they need to work harder!"

"In this case, the two of us should also work harder, so that we can gain Master's approval as soon as possible and obtain our own Feng Shui beast. Table Mu Qiangba said to himself.

In Tang Ao's teaching philosophy, in addition to the feng shui techniques that must be practiced, other spells will be arranged according to each person's preferences.

"Well, let's work together!" the two little hands clapped together, but they wouldn't know they had set a very bad flag.

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Enter the memory killing stage