(1st Update)

Heaven Dou Empire, the base camp of the Heaven Bombing Gang.

In the more than half a year that Yang Ming left, the popularity in the base camp was obviously much stronger, and the pedestrians on the streets came and went, mostly boys and girls under the age of twelve, but because they practiced the Qi exercises, they exuded a natural feeling of heaven and earth from the inside out, confident and generous, and when they took it out alone, they were all peerless embryos of handsome men and beautiful women.

Prince Snow Star is very manageable.

He secretly cultivated the orphans collected from the Heaven Dou Empire, not all of them are suitable for fighting, and those who are not suitable for fighting, he did not waste it, let them learn a craft by themselves, metallurgy, tailoring, wood carving and other industries, and because of the addition of this group of young people, it began to become hot.

And in the base camp of the Sky Bombing Gang, there are several places that these ordinary members must not set foot in.

Many people showed envious eyes when they passed by the gates of Qinglong Hall, Vermilion Bird Hall, Xuanwu Hall, and White Tiger Hall.

In the backyard of Qinglong Hall, under a large banyan tree.

Tang San sat cross-legged, his body surging with a magnificent blue light.

Compared to more than half a year ago, Tang San's strength was obviously stronger, and obviously under the stimulation of Yang Ming's rapid growth, Tang San had also worked extra hard recently.

A small clump of blue silver grass emerged from the palm of his right hand, and the crystal blades of grass did not have the barbs given by the ghost vine, and they looked only thicker than ordinary blue silver grass, but the blades of grass that looked like sapphires looked so beautiful.

In particular, the golden texture gives people an extremely special beauty.

This is not the Blue Silver Grass, but the real Blue Silver Emperor.

Tang San's martial soul had already awakened, a circle of blue light spread outward, and in the soil under his feet, blue silver grass drilled out, thriving, thriving, bowing slightly in Tang San's direction, as if paying tribute to the emperor in the blue silver grass.

On the side, Tang Hao clasped his hands in front of his chest, nodded with satisfaction, and said:

"That's right, after this period of cultivation, you have almost grown to level sixty Soul Emperor."

Tang San looked down at the palm of his hand, especially the Martial Soul Blue Silver Emperor, who looked a little distracted, and muttered:

"I don't know what level of Yang Ming's strength has reached now?"

Hearing this, Tang Hao frowned.

Although Tang Hao really wanted to tell Tang San that Yang Ming's guy was a freak who didn't grow up according to common sense, Tang San didn't need to compare him with him in everything, but when he thought that the two had grown up together since childhood, this kind of mutual comparison was sometimes not a kind of motivation, which could make the two compete fairly and accelerate the growth of each other.

Thinking of this, Tang Hao sighed slightly in his heart.

At this moment, Tang Hao's extremely powerful spiritual power sensed a breath and came to the base camp of the Exploding Heaven Gang.

One of the breaths is very familiar to Tang Hao, and it is Yang Ming.

And the other breath was very weird, giving Tang Hao a feeling that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

At the same time, Tang Hao was sensitive to the fact that the power contained in that breath was very powerful, and the other party's spiritual power was also very sensitive, as soon as he realized that he was far away to probe the other party's details, he immediately retracted the breath on his body and disappeared from his spiritual perception, as if there had never been this person.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

Tang San saw Tang Hao's brows tightened, and he thought that something was wrong with his cultivation, so he hurriedly asked.

"Yang Ming is back." Tang Hao paused, and without waiting for Tang San to be happy, he said with a solemn face: "However, he brought back a strange guest, I can't say anything, let's go out to meet them together." ”

"Hmm."

Tang San nodded heavily, and withdrew the Martial Soul Blue Silver Emperor, without his soul power to nourish it, the Blue Silver Grass that had grown in the backyard suddenly withered one by one.

The two of them are in a company, and the speed is very fast.

But with a cup of tea, the two of them had already left the base camp as big as a small town.

The wind and sand are howling, and the cold wind is hunting.

The dogtail grass was spinning on the ground, and the corners of their clothes were rustling.

In the line of sight, Yang Ming and a strange middle-aged man walked together, neither of them was wearing the black robe unique to the Bombing Heaven Gang, but appeared in their original appearance.

The blue-gold light in Tang San's eyes was uncertain, and at a glance, he noticed the strange dress of the middle-aged man beside Yang Ming.

said that he was dressed strangely, but in fact, it was because he was dressed completely differently from everyone on the Douluo Continent, but it was very similar to the monks Tang San had seen in his previous life.

This middle-aged man has a compassionate face, holding a Zen staff, wearing a robe, a bald head on his head, and his feet wearing grass shoes, and his body invisibly exudes a soft aura, which can make people subconsciously get close to him.

Tang San's eyes were confused at first, and then a spirit, and his eyes regained clarity.

Ordinary people look at the mountains as mountains and the sea as the sea, and the masters look at the mountains as the mountains and the sea as the sea.

Tang San looked at this middle-aged monk in horror, you must know that he has now followed his father to cultivate spiritual power, although it is not as big as the increase in obtaining soul bones in the original book, but it is also not to be underestimated, but the other party can actually invisibly affect his senses, how can this not make him feel shocked?

If the other party was an enemy and had malicious intentions towards him, Tang San believed that he was afraid that he would have died when he was in a trance just now.

Tang San tilted his head, wanting to ask Tang Hao, what is the origin of the other party, after all, a person who can have such an ability is probably not an ordinary person in today's world.

However, Tang San was surprised to find that his father, the man who had always had a straight face and didn't have too many expressions all day long, actually showed an extremely strange expression for the first time, three points of surprise, four points of joy, and five points of disbelief.

Without waiting for Yang Ming and the mysterious man to approach, Tang Hao took Tang San's hand, and with a pious and respectful look, he stepped forward, and in Tang San's puzzled and shocked gaze, Tang Hao half-knelt on the ground on the spot in front of the mysterious man!

You know, what a proud man Tang Hao is!

But now, he was half-kneeling in front of a strange man!

Just when Tang San was unaware, Tang Hao saw that he was unmoved, and quickly grabbed Tang San's arm and asked him to kneel down with him.

Tang San: "??? ”

Tang San looked confused, what was going on?

Then he saw his father bow his proud head and say respectfully:

"Welcome Grandpa!"

Hearing this, Tang San suddenly realized.

Only the Sect Master of Haotian Sect, who dominated the world back then, could let his father lose his color so much, right?

Tang San also said respectfully:

"Welcome great-grandfather!"

It's just that, to the surprise of the two of them, Tang Chen's reaction was very cold, he just folded his hands and said:

"Amitabha! The poor monk had escaped into the empty door, and the name Tang Chen had become a thing of the past. ”

Tang Hao, Tang San: "??? ”

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