I'm in Douluo Cultivation

"Who?" Tang Ren was startled and quickly turned around and saw an old man talking to him with a smile.

I saw this old man, wearing a gray robe, his wrinkled face full of traces of time, but he couldn't hide his bright eyes, and he was full of mystery. However, he looked quite kind, so Tang Ren asked in a low voice, "Who are you? Why are you in this ring? Could it be that you are my father's soul?"

"Haha, the young master is so humorous. The young master is now in the old slave's body." Looking at the expressive Tang Ren, the old man was not angry at all, but said with a smile.

"I know, you are a weapon spirit"

"Young Master is indeed smart."

"..." Seeing the smile on the old man's face getting brighter and brighter, Tang Ren always felt like he was being treated as a fool.

But the old man didn't speak, and just stood respectfully next to Tang Ren.

Tang Ren, who was unwilling to give in, deliberately emphasized his tone and said, "Where's my dad? I remember this is my dad's ring. What happened that day? How did I get here?"

"Young Master, your father urgently handed me over to Young Master before the lightning struck, but the lightning was so powerful that your father was probably in danger. As for why Young Master came here, I don't know. Clearly, the space may have been torn apart, and the young master is lucky to have escaped."

"My father just left you to me, didn't he leave anything else to me?" Facing this old man, Tang Ren always felt like he was being seen through.

"Young Master, do you think I am not enough?"

Tang Ren almost didn't fall down, "Let me tell you, please stop joking with me. I don't know how to call you "Sir."

"Haha, I used to be called Qian Yuan Jie, just call me Lao Gan"

After hearing this, Tang Ren, who knew the name of the old man in front of him, stood up out of politeness, bowed to the old man seriously, and said respectfully: "Then I'd better call you Gan Lao, junior Tang Ren. , I have seen Qian Lao".

After all, no matter how you look at this person, he is an old goblin who is someone you can't mess with. Tang Ren's natural choice is to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, or in other words, Tang Ren was also a flower of the motherland in his previous life. This kind of courtesy is still there, but in the eyes of this weapon spirit who has lived for who knows how many years, it is indeed a very rare quality. , and Tang Ren's courtesy also triggered certain mechanisms.

Just after paying homage, Tang Ren felt that he had some inexplicable connection with the ring, but before he could feel it, Lao Gan, who had been standing respectfully just now, knelt down on one knee and said to Tang Ren. , "Your Excellency, young master, this old slave is polite. I didn't expect that after so many years, I would have another chance to revive the Immortal Court."

Before Tang Ren could react, the old man continued, "Young Master, I know you have a lot of doubts now. In fact, all you need to know now is that you have Chinese blood and your status is supreme, and the old slave Qianyuan will assist you. Rebuild the Fairy Garden and restore the glory of China."

Seeing the old man in front of him gradually become more emotional, and finally the light emitted from his eyes almost made Tang Ren afraid to look directly at him. At this moment, Tang Ren didn't have the feeling that heaven was about to entrust this man with a great responsibility, but that he seemed to have accidentally gotten into trouble.

"Well, grandpa, are you mistaken? My father's name is Tang Zhen, and he is the head of the Qingyun Sect. I may have got it wrong. I will quit now. I'm sorry to disturb you."

"Young Master, don't be naughty. You have unparalleled talent, blood, and good conduct. And I am the ring in your father's hand. There is nothing wrong with it."

"Impossible. I remember that the biggest thing my father faced in the past six years was that I accidentally broke a thousand-year-old spiritual tree in the sect. There is no fairy garden. You must have been broken."

"Young Master, your performance now is very good. Only in this way can you confuse the enemy and rebuild the great cause. It is the old slave who has been abrupt. Please punish me, Young Master." As he said this, he looked like he was letting Tang Ren be punished, but he couldn't say anything. of integrity.

"I said, Grandpa, you said you are my father's ring. Could it be that this "study" is hidden in my father's ring?"

"Yes, old slave, after being picked up by your ancestors of the Tang family from the Golden Light Cave, I did some storage things at first, but as time goes by, starting from your ancestor Tang Wei, in this space of the old slave , built this hall to store the notes of ancestors of the Tang family for future generations to review.

After hearing these words, Tang Ren instantly felt that the hall was even more gloomy. "Then this is a mourning hall, isn't it?"

"This should be said to be the study room." Seeing Tang Ren's face change instantly, Lao Gan didn't know what to say.

"Then why have I never heard of it? I know it has been passed down for many years. My father said that this ring is the symbol of my Tang family."

"Yes, the Tang family is originally from the Chinese lineage, but your bloodline concentration is extremely high, almost the same as in ancient times, so my sealed memory will be activated. Coupled with the final test just now, the owner of the Qianyuan Ring You must be a person of good character and you meet all the requirements before it will be activated.”

"Then what am I going to do? I'm in Douluo Continent now. I was able to practice only yesterday, and I don't even have the skills to practice. I'm confused when you say so much."

"Young Master, reviving the Immortal Court is a great cause for the ages, so you don't have to worry. As for the skills, I think you can just practice the "Origin Sutra" first."

"Original Sutra"

"Yes, the Shiyuan Sutra. This technique is mainly about consolidating the foundation and cultivating the essence, and the Shiyuan sword technique is also exquisite. I feel that the young master still has old wounds on his body, so he can practice this technique first and lay down Base."

"Okay, I'll just listen to you. By the way, what the hell is this diary? My father left this for me."

"Young Master is joking, how can this just be your father's thing? This is a handwriting written by the first ancestor of the Tang family. This is the greatest treasure of your Tang family."

"Treasures and diaries also count. Wait, you said this belongs to the first generation ancestor. How much does it cost? Why does it only look like this?"

"You can continue reading, young master."

As he spoke, Tang Ren kept flipping through the book in front of him, and the dates in the diary kept changing. The 550th year of Hongwu, the tenth year of Zhenghe, the Shengyuan calendar...

As Tang Ren's hand speed continued to increase, he could not finish flipping through the seemingly thin book.

"How much is this?"

"Every head of the Tang family will record his or her own experiences on it for future generations to read."

“Does everyone write?”

"Yes, this is also one of the Tang family rules."

"Family rules, then why don't I know about them?"

This was originally recorded by your father before you inherited this ring. However, due to the sudden incident, your father was in a panic and handed it to you. But don't worry, I will tell you all this, and I will also I will teach you something that your Tang family doesn’t have. "

Tang Ren couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this, then I really thank you. But Tang Ren didn't say it out loud. "By the way, are you saying that in all these years in our Tang family, there is no one who meets the conditions like me? Why do you suddenly say that I want to revive some fairy court?"

"It has been so many years. If it weren't for you, I would have just awakened these memories, and I would slowly tell the young master later."

"Then you just called me young master from the beginning. Did you know from the beginning that I would treat you with courtesy?"

"Well, you're living under someone else's roof. It doesn't matter if you say a few nice words."

Tang Ren almost stared out of his eyes when he heard this, but he thought about it. "Forget it, I don't want to tell you anymore. I'm finally able to practice now. Please tell me the technique you just mentioned. I'll first have a way to save my life."

"Then young master, listen up, I will explain to you first, the Origin Sutra, which says that the world was the beginning, and chaos was the source..."

after one day

Looking at the tall wall in front of him, Wang Ying couldn't help but sigh, "I didn't expect that I could still come here to get a soul ring for myself."

"I'm not helping you now, I'm here to get the soul ring for Xiaoren." After saying that, the master showed his token, Tang Ren and his party entered the soul beast forest.

Different from the calmness of the master and the happiness of Wang Ying, Tang Ren's current mood can be described as mixed emotions. He finally opened the ring. He thought he had finally made a fortune, but he didn't expect that there was nothing in it. There was also a person who claimed to be The devil of his old slave, he only entered his mental body and tortured him. In reality, he was sweating all over. The master thought he was sick in the carriage last night.

Now Tang Ren can't figure out who is the master. They call each other "young master", but all they do is the uncle's business. However, it is a pain in the ass. His fighting style like a rich man has long been changed. At least now he has mastered the first move of Shiyuan Sword Technique, "the beginning of the world". It takes only a few minutes to fight an eleventh-level soul master, and there is no need to use all the spiritual power in one's body. After all, your own spiritual power is very precious.

Tang Ren, who entered the forest, looked at the endless forest sea and his heart surged, "Soul Ring, here I come."