Douro Continent

Thinking of this, Tang San suddenly remembered the letter his father left for him before leaving. He wiped his right hand across the moonlit night from his waist and took out the yellowed letter.Passing it into the hands of Tai Tan in front of him, "Senior, is this handwriting you recognize? When I was six years old, my father left this letter and never came back."

The letter paper was displayed in front of Tang San and Tai Tan, Tang San usually took it out to read, it was the only trace left by his father, every time he saw this letter, he couldn't restrain his yearning for his father.

"Little San:

By the time you read this letter, I have already left.

Don't look for me, you can't find me.

Although you are still young, you have the ability to take care of yourself.

Only when the young eagle spreads its wings can it fly high earlier.

Don't worry about me, your surname has inherited a lot of your mother's delicacy.

Dad is a useless person.

You are getting older, and Dad needs to get back some things that should belong to me.

One day, our father and son will meet again.

I hope you become strong, but I don't want you to become strong. You choose your own path.

If one day you feel that the profession of soul master is not good, then go back to Holy Soul Village and be a blacksmith like me.

Do not read.

Tang Hao. "

Originally, Tang San had always regarded this letter as a memory, as a sustenance to his father, but now looking at this letter again, combined with the vague identity revealed by Tai Tan, the content of the letter seems to have completely changed into another meaning .

Especially the sentence 'I want you to become strong, but I don't want you to become strong' fully showed Tang Hao's extremely contradictory mood when he left this letter.Dad said he wanted to get back what was supposed to be his, so what could it be?

After reading this letter, Tai Tan lost his mind for a while, and couldn't help but said to himself: "Master, master, how can you say that you are a useless person? In the heart of this old slave, you will always be the pillar of the family. .”

Looking down at Tang San in front of him, Tai Tan carefully handed back the letter in his hand, "Young master, that's right, this handwriting belongs to the master."

"My father was born in the Haotian Sect? Senior, I beg you to tell me the truth about all this. Since my father was born in the Haotian Sect, why did he live with me in the Holy Soul Village? What happened in the meantime? What is it? Please tell me. I must know the mystery."

Tai Tan looked at Tang San, and tears flowed from his eyes again. He could completely imagine how lonely and helpless Tang San lived these years without a mother since childhood, and his father left again at the age of six.Couldn't help but opened his arms and embraced Tang San, "Young master, my poor young master, you have suffered all these years."

Tang San's mood was extremely turbulent at this time, but he was a little at a loss, the sudden information completely disturbed his thoughts, the three words Haotianzong brought him too much shock.

"Young Master, I can't tell you what happened to Master back then. That is a secret that only belongs to Master. Even I don't know exactly what happened. You only need to know that Master is an upright man and the most powerful man in the world. It is enough that no one can compare to him as a tyrannical existence. My force clan originally belonged to one of the four affiliated clans of the Haotian Sect. It was precisely because of my master that I chose to leave Haotian and return to Haotian. Stand on your own in Tiandou City. Now that the master has reappeared, there is no doubt that the Force Clan will belong to the master. Although the master is not here now, there is still you, young master. From now on, the Force Clan is your vassal. This clan has a total of seven young and middle-aged soul masters, all of whom can die for the young master."

Tang San's eyes were a little blurred, his father had been gone for almost eight years, and there was no news of him.

It is impossible for him not to have a trace of resentment, but at this moment Tang San suddenly felt his father's helplessness. If he was really born in the Clear Sky School, he was still the master that Tai Tan said, but he had been degraded in the Holy Soul Village for six years , was a blacksmith and a drunk for six years.

How helpless and sad is this?

Thinking of his father's miserable scream when he was reincarnated, Tang San seemed to have understood something.

Grasping Tai Tan's firm arms with both hands, "Senior, my mind is in a mess right now, I need to calm down and think about it."

Tai Tan hastily said: "Young master, please don't use the word senior again, old slave Tai Tan."

Tang San smiled bitterly: "You are Tai Long's grandfather, and he and I are classmates, younger than him. If you don't mind, I'll call you Grandpa Tai."

"But..." Tai Tan still hesitated.

Tang San said: "Even if my father is here, he will definitely agree with me calling you like this. Grandpa Tai, I have to go to see Sect Master Ning, so let's leave now. Please keep the matter of my life a secret. I need to calm down think about it."

Tai Tan said solemnly: "Young Master, you must be careful about Ning Fengzhi. The master once said that Ning Fengzhi, the new leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, is a man of great talent. In his hands, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect will definitely flourish. You belong to the Haotian Sect, and you cannot join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect no matter what."

Tang San nodded slightly, "Grandpa Tai, don't worry. Even without what you said today, I would never have planned to join any sect. I will not give up freedom for the sake of power."

Hearing Tang San's words, Tai Tan couldn't help being stunned for a moment, his eyes blurred for a while, from Tang San's calm and calm words, he seemed to see the original Tang Hao again.

Walking out of the room where Tai Tai's grandfather and grandson were, Tang San took two deep breaths in succession, wiped away the moisture in his eyes, and then calmed down and walked into another conference room.

Ning Fengzhi was sitting in the upper seat of the conference room, drinking tea leisurely. Beside him, Bone Douluo Gu Rong was sitting there with his eyes closed and concentrating. It wasn't until Tang San walked into the conference room that he opened his eyes, unabashedly The sharp edge swept across Tang San's body, as if it was about to change Tang San's body.

Ning Rongrong stood obediently behind Ning Fengzhi, and stuck out her tongue at Tang San.

"Hello, Uncle Ning. I've kept you waiting." Tang San slightly saluted Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly, and said, "It's nothing. Sit down. Little San, can I call you that?"

Tang San nodded, and said: "You are Rongrong's father, of course you can."

Ning Fengzhi laughed and said: "It seems that I have been honored by Rongrong. I heard Rongrong talk about you, and I met you last time. With what you have at your current age, I Dare to say, even your father did not achieve it back then. Frankly speaking, I came this time to try to lure you into the sect at all costs. Unfortunately, it seems that things have backfired now. I never thought you were the son of an old friend."

"Uncle Ning knows my father?" Tang San's heartbeat that had been suppressed with great difficulty became excited again.

Ning Fengzhi nodded, "Of course I know him. He is the youngest titled Douluo in the continent. I'm afraid not many people in the soul master world know him."

Even though Tang San had already guessed his father's strength, when the words Titled Douluo came out of Ning Fengzhi's mouth, he still felt a strong shock coming towards him.

Could his father, who hangs around in low-quality ale and lives only by blacksmithing, be the titled Douluo they are talking about?

When Ning Fengzhi mentioned Tang Hao, even Bone Douluo who was sitting beside him couldn't help showing admiration.

All of this was not hidden from Tang San's eyes, and it further proved that what Ning Fengzhi said was true.

Ning Fengzhi continued: "Your father has been missing for many years. I don't know where he is now? We haven't seen each other for many years. If there is a chance, I will definitely visit."

Tang San said bitterly: "I don't know where my father is, he disappeared eight years ago. Eight years have passed, but there is no news. If it is true what the senior said, my father is Haotianzong So, maybe he should be in the Clear Sky School now."

Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo looked at each other, and there was a hint of surprise in their eyes.Ning Fengzhi's expression quickly returned to normal, and he said to Tang San: "Little San, I originally wanted to recruit you into the sect this time and give you the best treatment. But since you are the son of an old friend, this is obviously impossible. But uncle I am very interested in the hidden weapon you made, and I wonder if you are willing to sell us the method of making this hidden weapon, and you can set the price as you like. Uncle will never bargain."

Although Ning Fengzhi looked handsome and elegant, his words gave off a sense of majesty, which was obviously not something ordinary people could have.

Tang San shook his head without hesitation, and said: "It's impossible. I won't sell the method of making hidden weapons. But I promised Rongrong that I can sell hidden weapons to Guizong. The forging procedure can be entrusted to you, but The final production synthesis must be done by me. One is because the research on the production methods of these hidden weapons is not easy, and I don’t want to sell them yet. The other is also because it takes at least several years to teach craftsmen who can make these hidden weapons. Time. I still need a lot of time to practice, and I don’t have time to do these things.”

Ning Fengzhi didn't expect Tang San to refuse so resolutely, the so-called giving a man a fish is worse than teaching him how to fish.He naturally understands this truth.

Hidden weapons are always damaged and consumed.

(To be continued)