Chapter 161: Tang San Crazy Demon

Five days have passed since Haotian Sect was destroyed, Tang San was dressed in a simple cloth robe, with a cloth belt to cover the bright moon night of the twenty-four bridges around his waist, with messy short hair, with a straw hat, walking with his head down, trying to avoid being discovered.

After five days of traveling, Tang San finally returned to the place where he grew up, the Holy Soul Village.

Tang San looked at the familiar Holy Soul Village, a place where he had lived with his father Tang Hao for six years, his eyes were slightly red, "Dad." ”

"According to Dad's letter, Mom is behind the waterfall in the mountain behind the Holy Soul Village, Mom has become a seed but still has her own consciousness, but Mom would be so sad if she knew the news that Dad was killed by the Wuhun Palace."

As soon as the words fell, Tang San remembered Tang Hao's death and Haotian Sect's annihilation, and his eyes appeared with monstrous murderous intent and hatred.

Holy Soul Village.

At this time, Old Jack was arranging for the women of the Holy Spirit Village to gently wipe the statue of Seraphim that had just been built with a clean and soft cloth, and to blow away the dust with the best brushes and other lighter objects.

The annual maintenance cost of the Seraphim Statue is ten gold soul coins, and according to the cost performance of one gold soul coin equal to one thousand copper soul coins, it will cost more than twenty-seven copper soul coins a day.

Therefore, Old Jack's care of the statue is not sloppy at all, in order to build this statue, he almost hollowed out the Holy Soul Village, if the statue is damaged, then he has nowhere to find it.

"Lord Angel, you must let my son awaken the martial soul and have innate soul power to become a soul master."

In front of the statue, several middle-aged men knelt on the ground and kowtowed, their faces full of piety.

In order to gain faith, it is useless to build a statue, and there are few soul masters who believe that there are angel gods in this world with such a large angel statue in front of the Pope Hall of the Wuhun Palace.

Therefore, Qian Linghan deliberately asked the Martial Spirit Hall to order the issuance of false news, so that the kneeling angel statue can be blessed by God, and only if it is pious enough can the descendants have a greater chance of becoming a soul master.

People who have God's perspective hear this nonsense, but it's a different matter for these Douluo people.

And the Wuhun Hall will also specially arrange the Wuhun City orphanage before the awakening day comes, those parents are soul masters, but the orphans who have died for some reasons are secretly arranged to awaken their soul power in some small villages on the mainland, which makes the credibility of the devout belief in the angel statue can make it easier for future generations to become soul masters.

Old Jack looked at the statue of the angel goddess and sighed: "This is the hope that the child will become a talent in the future and that another soul saint will be born in the village."

In a hidden corner, Tang San watched the people of the Holy Soul Village take care of the Seraphim Statue so carefully, and his eyes were boiling with murderous intent.

What is the Seraphim Statue Tang San would not know if he had been to the Wuhun Palace, this statue was the symbol of the Wuhun Palace, and as a result, these villagers actually gave in to the Wuhun Hall so much, and it was not a submission, it was voluntary!

Tang San carefully observed the eyes of those people in the Holy Soul Village through the Purple Pole Demon Pupil, and saw that their eyes were not half unwilling to bow down to the angel statue, angry, and resentful in their hearts.

"Great Angel God, please bless the children of the Holy Soul Village to become soul masters."

Old Jack put his cane on the ground and kowtowed to the statue of the angel.

"Grandpa Jack, so do you."

Tang San's pupils widened as he watched as Village Chief Jack, who had taken care of him as a child, also knelt down to worship the angel statue, his chest rising and falling.

"Sure enough, as the uncle and aunt said, not all members of the family are outsiders, and no matter how long they get along, they can't be trusted."

Tang San took a deep look at the people of the Holy Soul Village, turned around and walked towards the mountain behind the Holy Soul Village, he really wanted to kill all these two lackeys of the Martial Soul Palace, but now that he was alone, he cultivated to the Soul Sect, if the Martial Soul Hall found out that he, a survivor of the Haotian Sect, sent a soul master to hunt him down, he would definitely be in danger.

Wuhun Hall didn't know that he Tang San was still alive, Wuhun Hall was in the light, and he Tang San was dark, which was his biggest advantage now.

As for what the second lackey means, the soul master who works hard for the Wuhun Hall is called a lackey, and the people who follow the Wuhun Hall and say good things to the Wuhun Hall are called the second lackey.

Tang San came to the thatched hut where he lived when he was a child, and walked towards the mountain behind the Holy Soul Village.

"The sound of the waterfall, it's close, it's close, the place Dad said is near, Mom is in front!"

Tang San carried the complexity in his heart and the excitement of seeing his mother, jumped a few times on the tree, and finally came to a small waterfall, before he could smile, his expression was stunned.

The waterfall in front of me has a big gap, the traces of the gap are man-made, and there is a cave inside the gap, which is not like what his father Tang Hao said, you need to press the mechanism to open the passage.

"No, it won't, my father must have misremembered."

Tang San rushed into the cave with the last glimmer of hope, and came to the deepest part of the cave, where there was a small hole shining in through the sunlight, and the original small soil bag was only a layer of shallow and moist soil.

"This is, the roots of the Blue Silver Grass."

Tang San's trembling hand reached out to the small earthen bag and picked up the small earthen bag from Ghost Douluo, Ah Yingen picked up the broken wreckage of the overload, and said in a trembling voice: "The stone room was broken, someone found my mother, and my mother was taken away!"

"Only my father knows where my mother planted, and my father only told me where my mother was, and I don't know who else knows where my mother is."

Tang San sorted out his thoughts, and suddenly remembered that he had been turned over by Qian Ling Han's memory, and Qian Ling Han had done the same to his father Tang Hao, that Qian Ling Han was the third person in this world to know this place, and the person who took his mother away was the person from the Martial Spirit Palace!

"Ahh

Tang San roared in grief, tears continued to remain from his blood-red eyes, he Tang San was an orphan in his previous life, he had never enjoyed family affection in his life, and the knowledge of the secret weapon exercises of the outer sect of the Tang Sect and the bullying of the inner disciples were companions, today he was finally able to get family affection, his father, uncle, aunt, and clansmen were all killed by the Wuhun Palace, and even Xiao Wu.

Even the mother, who was forced to die by the Wuhun Hall and turned into a grass, did not let go, and was persecuted to death!

Killing intent, hatred, anger, resentment, all kinds of negative emotions completely swallowed Tang San, who had lost everything, and a monstrous resentment rose to the sky.

In the divine realm, because Bibi Dong was abolished, the Rakshasa god worshiped by the inheritor sat on the chair bitterly.

Suddenly, the Rakshasa God felt this monstrous resentment and his expression became excited, "What an amazing resentment, it is even stronger than Bibi Dong's, and handing over the divine position to him may be able to bring my divine position to a new level." ”

The Rakshasa God laughed abruptly, "Haotian Sect Tang San, the whole door was slaughtered, he survived for a long time, and he is a twin martial soul, this inheritor, not bad, really good." ”

(End of chapter)