Douluo's assassin becomes a god

Chapter 50 The Suppression of Dragon Slaying Douluo

"Go."

Ghost Douluo looked at the place where he was going to be buried in the future, and his eyes were full of respect.

Han Xiao nodded, pushed the door and entered, and in an instant, a puff of sandalwood was inhaled into his nose.

"It's just sandalwood that is so ordinary that it can't be more ordinary, why does it make people feel awe?"

Looking at the spiritual seats, Han Xiao only felt a sense of admiration spontaneously.

This is the ancestral hall?

Han Xiao was slightly taken aback, looking at the surrounding environment.

The ancestral hall was so simple that it couldn't be more simple, except for the spiritual tablet and the futon, there was nothing else, not even a tribute.

Han Xiao pushed open the first entrance door and walked towards the ancestral hall.

The second room has much fewer spiritual seats than the first room, and it looks simpler.

At this moment, a figure in front of him suddenly caught Han Xiao's attention.

It was a tall and straight figure, dressed in a plain gray robe, with long black hair hanging behind him.

Han Xiao's pupils shrank suddenly.

Although this person looks ordinary, Han Xiao's keen sixth sense is frantically warning.

Tell him that this person is too dangerous, just standing there makes people want to worship him.

The man put the three sticks of incense in his hand on the censer, and stared at the spiritual tablet for a long time without saying a word.

After a while, he spoke, his voice was loud and had an invisible majesty:

"coming?"

Han Xiao arched his hands, not daring to be careless: "Disciple Han Xiao, meet the great priest."

He is extremely eager to become stronger, and he is full of respect for the strong, and the man in front of him can naturally get Han Xiao's respect.

"Let's worship together."

The man did not turn his head, but stared at the spiritual tablet with long and far-reaching eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Han Xiao walked up to the man, only to see a few words written on the spiritual tablet.

Haotian Douluo is the seat of Tang Chen.

These few words are flying like dragons and phoenixes, and the pen is so sharp that it is terrifying.

Han Xiao clasped his hands together and closed his eyes.

After a while, the man said, "It's fine."

"The ceremony is not important, as long as you have your heart."

As he spoke, he cleaned up the dust around the spiritual seat.

And that face also caught Han Xiao's eyes.

This great priest, as people call him, looks only about 40 or [-] years old, handsome, with a faint smile on his face, and he has an approachable feeling.

This was beyond Han Xiao's expectations. In his impression, such a strong man should have white hair and be extremely majestic.

After thinking about it, Han Xiao asked, "The person you worship is..."

"His name is Tang Chen, and he is also one of the three masters in your mouth."

Qian Daoliu said.

One of the three unique? !
He remembered that Ghost Douluo once told himself that Qian Daoliu was with two people when he was young, and they were collectively called Sanjue.

And one of them is known as land No.1.

"Did he die?"

Han Xiao asked suspiciously.

Qian Daoliu shook his head, then nodded again: "Dead, but not dead."

Han Xiao couldn't understand these words, "Is your relationship with him..."

According to the rumors, shouldn't the two be incompatible?

But why did Qian Daoliu worship his spiritual seat so devoutly?
Qian Daoliu turned his head to look at Han Xiao, and smiled warmly in the spring breeze: "Yes, it is exactly what you think, fire and water are incompatible."

He raised his head, his eyes fell into deep thought: "I have experienced life and death with him, chased the same woman, and fought because of the so-called one of the world."

"He's my opponent for life."

Having said that, Qian Daoliu's expression was calm, but a vortex of sadness seemed to erupt.

This kind of sadness, Han Xiao has also experienced, is called the loneliness of the strong.

"Han Xiao, do you know why I let you come here?"

Qian Daoliu looked at Han Xiao and asked aloud.

Han Xiao shook his head. Qian Daoliu called him here to talk to him about his past, right?
"I have something for you."

Qian Daoliu said as he took out an unpretentious pendant from the gray robe.

On the pendant, there was actually a cobblestone that was so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary.

Han Xiao's eyelids twitched, and he took the pendant.

"Don't think too much, this is just an ordinary pendant, not a rare treasure."

Qian Daoliu smiled slightly and spoke.

Feeling the cool texture of the pebbles, Han Xiao hung them around his neck: "The high priest gave me a pendant, what do you mean?"

He couldn't understand that Qian Daoliu called him here just to give him a pendant?
"You'll find out later."

Qian Daoliu played a riddle, and looked at Han Xiao meaningfully: "It is our duty to strengthen the glory of the Wuhun Hall."

"I hope you can abide by what you said in the future."

Han Xiao smiled bitterly in his heart.

He originally planned to talk about Wei Guangzheng's chicken soup according to the process.

But I didn't expect this big guy to actually write it down.

"follow me."

Qian Daoliu brushed off his sleeves, turned around and walked away.

"Walk?"

Han Xiao was taken aback for a moment, what else should he do?

Qian Daoliu looked at Han Xiao, his voice was soft but could not be refused: "It's all here, why don't you leave after a meal?"

Pushing open the door, he added: "My old buddies really want to see you."

Han Xiao nodded and followed Qian Daoliu.

Looking at the back of this so-called master, Han Xiao suddenly felt empathy.

He could experience the loneliness of Qian Daoliu's unbearably cold heights when he worshiped Tang Chen.

"By the way, if you are free in the future, you can come and eat more."

He looked at Han Xiao and sighed: "Man, I still have to obey the old age. I don't have many relatives around me. My granddaughter hasn't come back for a long time."

Han Xiao: ...

Qian Daoliu's residence is not too far from Douluo Hall.

After a while, a small courtyard came into view.

Pushing open the wooden door, a few old men sat upright in the lobby, the most central seat was empty, apparently reserved for Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu sat down in his seat, looked at Han Xiao with a smile on his face, and stopped talking.

"You are Han Xiao?"

An old man full of spirit looked at Han Xiao and snorted coldly.

Han Xiao looked at the old man, and bowed neither humble nor overbearing: "I'm right, I dare to ask who is the enshrined senior."

The old man's gaze was as sharp as a knife, and after a while, he uttered two words: "Slay the dragon."

Hearing this, Han Xiao was shocked.

This is the young one, is it the old one?
Looking up at Qian Daoliu who was sitting on the main seat, he was still smiling and said nothing.

"The name of Dragon Slaying Saber is like thunder to Han Xiao's ears. It is indeed extraordinary."

Han Xiao looked at the old man, but was not frightened by the old man's terrifying aura.

"Heh, like a thunderbolt?"

The old man snorted coldly, "I think it's not as good as you."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the lobby froze instantly.

The coercion emanating from the old man was so terrifying that even the teacup placed beside him trembled slightly.

Obviously, this is Dragon Slaying Douluo deliberately releasing a terrifying aura to suppress himself.

If it were someone else, they might not be able to hold on for a long time and knelt down in an instant.

However, Han Xiao was trying his best to control his body, and there was not even the slightest fear in his eyes.

Han Xiao's pupils shrank, he gritted his teeth tightly, and said, "I have a fair duel with Yan Pianlu, and winning or losing is common sense. Isn't it embarrassing for you to be so oppressive?"

As soon as these words came out, all the surrounding worshipers cast appreciative glances.

His legs trembled under the pressure of Dragon Slaying Douluo's terrifying aura.

But even so, Han Xiao did not kneel.

　Thanks for the two monthly tickets for one night!
　　Thank you for the two monthly tickets!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)