Douluo: rebuilding heaven

Within the territory of the Heaven Dou Empire.

Forest, night, bonfire.

Tang San was concentrating on stirring the fire to control the temperature. Tang Hao, still slovenly dressed, sat silently opposite Tang San.

There was a small pot hanging above the fire, and the brown liquid in the pot was bubbling, exuding a pleasant fragrance.

No one spoke, as if they were used to it.

They've been going like this for two months.At first, Tang San wanted to carry the seriously injured Tang Hao away, but Tang Hao sternly refused.So, the two of them walked slowly, and Tang San made medicine for Tang Hao every day, but Tang Hao did not refuse.

The two barely communicated on the road.After Tang Hao escaped from Wuhun City and told Tang San the story of himself and the Blue Silver Emperor, he stopped answering Tang San's subsequent questions and remained silent, decadent and sad all day long, like a living dead.

The medicine is ready.

Tang San stood up, took down the small pot, and carefully held it in front of Tang Hao.

Tang Hao lowered his head, without raising his eyes, and reached out to grab the medicine pot. Not caring about the spilled medicine, he brought the pot to his mouth, tilted his head and poured the hot medicine into his gullet.

In less than a second, the medicine pot was empty.

Tang Hao coughed twice, then shook the pot and threw it back into Tang San's hand.

Tang San put away the pot without any complaints, sat down and started to add firewood to the fire.

The moon sets and the sun rises, and it's a new day.

After taking out the dry food from 24 Bridges on a Moonlit Night and quickly solving his stomach problem, Tang San glanced at the sleeping Tang Hao opposite him, smiled, and then flew away, leaving only a note on the spot.

——Dad, I will go to a nearby town to replenish some dry food and medicinal materials.

When Tang San walked away, Tang Hao immediately opened his eyes, his dry lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it, even if he was alone now.

Swallowing the words, there was only a sigh.

……

Star Dou Great Forest, Lake of Life.

Beside the lake, which is as clear as a mirror, a girl is supported by green grass.

The girl was extremely beautiful, but the indelible tear stains and the overly thin body made this beauty no longer natural and harmonious, but added some morbid beauty, which made people feel pity at first sight.

The shadow of a snake suddenly appeared under the lake. A huge bull-headed python quickly approached the water, and then broke through the mirror-like lake surface. The bull's head poked out, causing a wave of waves.

The eyes as big as lanterns stared at Xiao Wu, and the azure bull python Da Ming said: "Sister Xiao Wu, do you still remember that human being?"

Xiao Wu didn't answer immediately, she just carefully took out the Lovesickness Heartbroken Red from her arms and held it in her hand, staring deeply at this Lovesickness Heartbroken Red, which is called "the most immortal among immortals".

Scene after scene of beautiful photos from the past flashed through his mind, but somehow, these photos eventually turned into the same picture - Tang San's look of horror after the 10-year-old soul beast's true form was exposed.

"I have no idea."

"So Sister Xiaowu, you still haven't let go. Human beings have obviously hurt you so deeply. Why? Why do you still do this? It's obvious that in the end there is only pain and torture!"

The more Daming talked, the more excited he became, and in the end he almost couldn't control his soul power.

Xiao Wu didn't say anything, but still stared at the lovesick girl.

"Alas..." Da Ming regained his breath, sighed, and regained his composure. His voice was gentle with a hint of helplessness, "Actually... Er Ming and I just don't want you, Sister Xiao Wu, to be hurt again. We I don’t want to lose another relative.”

After that, the Azure Bull Python dived back into the water and disappeared.

……

In a small town within the Tiandou Empire.

Tang San made a simple disguise and walked on the road of the town.Suddenly he saw a crowd gathering in front of him, so he went forward with the intention of seeking information.

"Speaking of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition that just ended, it was a gathering of heroes. All of them are the future big names of our Douluo Continent, especially the two teams that reached the finals, the Wuhundian team and Shi Team Lake. Today, I will tell you, what are the backgrounds of these two teams!"

If you haven't seen him, hear his voice first.

It turned out to be a storyteller, Tang San thought to himself.Then he picked up the ghost fans and walked through the crowd to the front. He wanted to see what the Shrek team looked like in the eyes of ordinary people.

The storyteller standing on the small stage saw that there were many people around him, so he stamped his feet, straightened his felt hat, cleared his throat, opened the folding fan, hit the allegro, shook his head and started speaking, his voice was very clear and loud, The cadence.

"Let's talk about the Wuhun Temple team first. As you all know, Wuhun Temple, under the leadership of the wise and mighty Pope, has become a holy place that soul masters dream of joining over the years. And the soul masters carefully cultivated by such Wuhun Temple The Wuhundian team can be said to be the absolute best among people, not to mention the three super geniuses who are called the 'Golden Generation', the Yellow, the Golden, and the First Generation! Oh my God, I can't imagine what kind of people they are. !”

Tang San frowned and sneered at the storyteller's statement.Is the Wuhun Palace a holy place that soul masters dream of joining?Ha, just kidding, isn’t he a soul master?Why can't I see him dreaming of joining the Spirit Hall?

At the same time, Tang San couldn't help but feel sad for the storyteller and the common people listening to the story. It was so pitiful that they had been kept in the dark by Wuhun Palace's lies all their lives. They foolishly thought that Wuhun Palace was so great. Well, I didn’t know the ugly and dirty true face of Wuhun Palace until the day I died.

"So what about the Shrek team that can compete with such a powerful and excellent Wuhundian team? What is its background? Before talking about this, I would like to ask, has anyone heard of the Golden Iron Triangle?"

The crowd around him suddenly became agitated. Some said they had heard it, some said they had not heard it, and most of them asked him to stop talking and hurry up.

Clearing his throat again, the storyteller shook the allegro and continued talking.

"This golden iron triangle is a team of soul masters that traveled across the continent 20 years ago. It consists of three people, namely the horn of power - the flame tyrannosaurus Liu Erlong, and the horn of agility - the four-eyed cat eagle Fran Virtue, the corner of wisdom——"

When the storyteller mentioned the Corner of Wisdom, he paused deliberately, and then shouted out Yu Xiaogang's name.

"'Master' Yu Xiaogang!"

As soon as Yu Xiaogang's name came out, all the onlookers, whether they had heard of the Golden Triangle or not, couldn't help but burst into laughter.Obviously, under the vigorous publicity of Wuhun Temple, which was controlled by Qian Xunji, the image of Yu Xiaogang, who was dubbed the "Master", had already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Tang San, who was standing under the stage, had his eyes slightly narrowed and his expression was a little cold. He was scolding everyone in Wuhun Hall in his heart. At the same time, he also looked a little unhappy with the storyteller.

The storyteller standing on the stage suddenly felt cold for no reason.

The weather is obviously not bad, he thought.

After thinking about it for a long time, I just thought I caught a cold last night.It's really strange to stop wearing clothes tightly.

The storyteller shook his head, took a sip of hot water to ward off the cold, and continued talking.

"The three people from the Golden Iron Triangle have retired from the world of soul masters for a long time. Now they have come back again, just for this Shrek Academy! That's right, ladies and gentlemen, Shrek Academy was founded by the Golden Iron Triangle and is the teacher of the Shrek team. , that’s Yu Xiaogang! Tsk tsk tsk~”

"And Yu Xiaogang has a direct disciple named Tang San. Who is this Tang San? The Wasted Martial Spirit Lan Yincao was given to him by training in the Soul Sect at a young age, and he is the captain of the Shrek team. He is the core and spiritual leader of Shrek!"

The storyteller praised Tang San vigorously, but Tang San, who was listening in the audience, felt that something was wrong even more.

The theme is the finals of the Soul Master Competition, and Shrek is mentioned. Isn't it the most important thing to talk about, Brother Pucci, who single-handedly defeated the demonic soul fusion technique in the finals?And although he, Tang San, was the nominal captain, everyone in Shrek knew that Pu Qi, as the substitute, had the biggest say, and was also the real ace, core and spiritual leader of the Shrek team.

"But! What you readers don't know is that the above is nothing compared to what I'm going to say next!"

"Actually, this Tang San's true identity is - the son of the famous Haotian Douluo in the mainland! At the same time, he is also a peerless genius with the second martial soul, the Haotian Hammer!"

Before waiting for feedback from the crowd around him, the storyteller kept talking like a barrage of firecrackers.

"But but! The above are nothing compared to what I'm going to say next!"

"Actually, this Tang San, his mother is - a 10-year-old soul beast! That's right, Haotian Douluo actually committed adultery with the soul beast!"

"But but but! The above are nothing compared to what I am going to say next!"

"Actually, this Tang San also has his eye on a 10-year-old spirit beast! It's true that a tiger father has no dog son!"

The storyteller stopped talking and admired the surprised look on the audience's face.To be honest, when he got the story script from the deacon of Wuhun Palace, his expression was even more exaggerated than the audience!Who would have thought that the Haotian Douluo family still has this habit!

But after this talk, he had to find a place to hide. Although the deacon of Wuhun Palace assured him that Haotian Douluo could not cause trouble for an ordinary person like him, he still had to be careful.From now on, he can live an honest life. The one thousand gold soul coins promised by Wuhun Palace are enough for him to buy a small house, find a beautiful wife, and have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life.

As for the possibility of Wuhun Palace defaulting on its debt, the storyteller has never considered it. After all, Wuhun Palace has always had a good reputation among civilians and soul masters with ordinary backgrounds. He believes that the soul masters of Wuhun Palace will not lie to him.Besides, every year, no matter the cost, they help six-year-old children awaken their martial spirits for free. Why shouldn't you trust such a martial arts hall?If Wuhundian doesn’t believe it, should he believe those officials who want to take advantage of them every day?

However, what the storyteller on the stage did not notice was that there was an ordinary-looking young man staring at him from the audience.

Tang San, who was wearing a disguise, was expressionless at the moment, his eyes were calm to the point of being a little cold.Anyone who is familiar with Tang San knows that Tang San in this calm state is the most terrifying.

Article [-] of the General Outline of Xuantian Baolu - "If you are sure that your opponent is an enemy, as long as he has a way to kill you, don't be merciful, otherwise it will only add trouble to yourself."

You can scold me Tang San, but belittling and insulting your father, mother, Xiao Wu and teacher like this is a way to die!

He also admires the Wuhun Palace so highly. Needless to say, this person must be the lackey of the Wuhun Palace!Extra sin!Those who do not deserve to die in peace should be punished with a thousand poisons that can eat away their hearts!

Tang San turned his wrist slightly, exerted force on his fingertips, and swung out a tiny poisonous needle, stabbing it accurately into the Storyteller's waist.

He immediately left the crowd without looking back.

But he did not walk in the direction of the pharmacy and grain store, but went straight to the Wuhun Temple in the center of the town.

Since you dare to do something that will lead to death, then please be prepared to die.

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