Chapter 28: Tang San's Ten Year Soul Ring
As night fell, Notting College gradually began to fall silent.
The evening wind is whining, and the stars are hanging high.
On the playground, there are almost no figures of students in sight.
When Cao Yan and Xiao Wu had an intimacy, the latter also learned the use of the Hidden Arrow thoroughly, and then jumped up and down and pulled Cao Yan to bed.
After all, for a smart and clever girl like Xiao Wu, learning this kind of thing is not a difficult thing in the first place.
On the other hand, Tang San and the master finally had some gains.
Soul Hunting Forest.
"Teacher, thank you, thanks to your Luo Sancang, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to kill this ten-level lone bamboo." Tang San glanced at the master, his eyes flashing with excitement.
He finally succeeded!
Now, he has successfully killed a ten-level soul beast, and he can finally obtain a soul ring, so that he can become stronger.
In time, he, Tang San, will definitely be able to recreate the glory of the Tang Sect and recreate the entire Douluo Continent again.
This time, he wants to build a Tang Sect of his own with his own hands!
"Okay, junior, hurry up and absorb Guzhu's soul ring, I also want to see if my martial soul theory is correct." The master looked kind and patted Tang San on the shoulder.
Looking at the earnest gaze on the master's face, Tang San's heart felt a little warm. He took a deep breath and slowly walked to Lone Bamboo's side, then sat cross-legged, his hands were sealed, and a strange mark was made, and then he began to absorb the soul ring.
Tang San flicked his fingers, and on the surface of the lone bamboo, a white light flashed away, and in an instant, more rich white light began to slowly condense. Until the end, a white soul ring hovered up and floated in front of Tang San.
Feeling the gentle energy in the soul ring, Tang San smiled, his smile was very bright, this was the first time he had shown such a happy smile when he came to the Douluo Continent.
For him, revitalizing the Tang Sect and restoring the glory of the Tang Sect is simply a more important thing than his life.
Now, he can finally have a soul ring of his own, with this step, is it still far from him rebuilding the Tang Sect?
He, Tang San, is a good boy who respects his teacher, and he doesn't have any regrets when he jumped off the cliff on the ghost and was sorrowful.
After all, in his opinion, although he developed the Buddha Anger Tang Lotus by stealing the secret books of the Tang Sect, he still succeeded no matter what.
"Hehe, Mr. Tang Da, you stubborn old things must still be sad about my departure, right? Haha, I think at the beginning, I worked hard for the Tang Sect, and in the end, you old things still treated me like this, and you brought this result on your own, so you can't complain about others. Tang San thought in his heart, and couldn't help but summon the Blue Silver Grass out.
When he used his soul power to pull the ten-year soul ring onto his palm, at that moment, he only felt a warm heat flowing all over his body, from the lower abdomen to the limbs, and that comfortable feeling made him secretly scream with pleasure.
"Hehe, Mr. Tang, I have a new teacher now, and he is not as blind as you old things, do you know? He could see at a glance that I was a genius of the Twin Martial Souls, and from now on, my Tang San's future in the Douluo Continent would be limitless! This time, my Tang Sect will be my own decision, hahaha. ”
The more Tang San thought about it, the more excited he became, his face began to gradually turn red, and his whole body was getting hotter and hotter, at this moment, he felt like he was in a furnace, and the heat was unbearable.
"Hehe, maybe I, Tang San, still want to thank you, if I hadn't secretly learned the secrets of the Tang Sect at the beginning, then I wouldn't have mastered so many skills on the Douluo Continent now, with those skills, I, Tang San, would be able to unify the entire Douluo Continent sooner or later." Tang San said silently in his heart, suddenly, a strange picture appeared in his mind, and seeing that familiar scene, Tang San was suddenly startled.
Everything in that picture was familiar to Tang San.
When he opened his eyes again, he found himself standing on the peak of ghostly sorrow, and behind him, there was a bottomless abyss, and in front of him were eighteen elders, including Mr. Tang Da of the Tang Sect.
At this moment, they blocked all their paths, and one by one they had grim faces and indifferent eyes, constantly pressing towards them.
Seeing those familiar and angry faces, Tang San panicked, could it be that he really couldn't escape all this?
Or is all this he doing on the Douluo Continent just a dream after all?
"Tang San, you brute, deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, rebellious, in vain I Tang Sect raised you, by your skills, you actually did this kind of beast thing that is not as good as pigs and dogs, today the old man did not kill you, it is simply a shame to the ancestors of the Tang Sect."
"Tang San, you steal the secrets of this sect, the sin is unforgivable, the sin is monstrous, what kind of face do you have to live in this world with such an unscrupulous disciple? You traitor, even the corpse capital can't stay in my Tang Gate, today, the old man announced that he will deprive you of all relations with the Tang Gate, in this life and this life, the Tang Gate will never tolerate you again. ”
"Big brother, let's strike together and kill this traitor disciple here, so as to boost the prestige of my Tang Sect!" The second elder stepped forward and said.
"Elders, come with me to get rid of the traitors for the Tang Sect!" Mr. Tang nodded and said coldly.
"Elders, Tang San was wronged, isn't this the case......" Tang San couldn't help but exhale, and even, in the corners of his eyes, tears continued to fall.
"Traitor, Hugh is rampant, old man, today, I will take your life!"
Mr. Tang Da suddenly sneered and interrupted Tang San's words. Immediately, his figure flashed, and the Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle in his hand instantly urged up, shooting straight at Tang San.
Forty-nine, a full forty-nine rainstorm pear flower needles, the second peak secret weapon of the Tang Sect that dominates the world, is flying towards Tang San at this moment.
Forty-nine silver steel needles, extremely fast, like meteors falling, white light flashed, and even the air was pierced.
Seeing this scene, Tang San's expression began to become solemn, he waved his palm, wanting to use the Xuanyu hand to wrestle with him, but he actually found that he couldn't use the Xuantian Gong at all at this moment!
In this way, the rainstorm pear flower needle shot through his chest, limbs, and even his eyes, Tang San only felt that his vision began to blur, and he couldn't see anything.
Immediately after, an unknown elder rushed in front of him, slapped his palm on his heavenly spirit cover, Nei Jiagang's qi overflowed, his bones kept breaking, the huge pain made him spasm, and finally, a fierce palm wind pushed his body down to the ghost!
"Ahhh
Tang San roared heartbreakingly, but just when Tang San was at his most desperate, a gentle voice reached his ears.
"Little San, Little San, what's wrong with you? Don't scare the teacher! The master stood aside, he looked at Tang San who was twitching all over, and he couldn't help but worry.
Could it be that his theory could only be a joke after all?
In his opinion, if Tang San couldn't even absorb this ten-year soul ring, then it would prove that his theory was just a waste conclusion.
As for Tang San's life or death, it didn't matter to him!
"It's the teacher's voice!" Suddenly, Tang San's whole body shook, Xuantian Gong was running, and in his body, a steady stream of white light emerged, and his Xuantian Gong finally broke through again.
And on the palm of his hand, the white soul ring was also fused with the blue silver grass at this moment, and finally, the white soul ring, under his feet, slowly entered the body.
"Teacher, I succeeded, your theory is not wrong, teacher, you are really a genius." Tang San's expression was excited, and when he saw the master standing beside him, his heart was indescribably warm.
He knew that it must be his teacher, it must be the master who was guarding him by his side.
"Xiao San, you actually succeeded, great, my Yu Xiaogang is not a waste, my theory is not wrong." There was also a hint of joy on the master's face, and he laughed, the joy on his face was beyond words.
Tang San looked at the master and smiled happily.