Chapter 778: The past is all cheap bones

"Okay, don't cry when you lose."

Tang San is so smart, his mind is as clear as a mirror.

he knows.
These three generations of chiefs must have a great relationship with the future succession of the clan leader.

He is determined to obtain the position of the leader of Haotian Sect.

Otherwise, how could he lead the Haotian Sect to become great again!
What's more, he came to trace his ancestral roots not to atone for his father's sins, but to seek revenge on the Spirit Hall and Ye Qiu.

"Hmph! Stop looking down on me! The winner and loser will be decided by the hammer!"

Tang Long's face changed and he said seriously.

"Let's go, let's go see the Sect Master quickly, they must have been waiting for a long time."

The words fell.

Tang Long then led Tang San and others into the main building of Haotian Sect.

The architecture of Haotian Sect does not have the slightest sense of luxury, but it is not simple either.

The biggest overall feature is the word "heavy".

Enter the main building of the sect, which is the castle-like location, pass through the wide hall, and climb up to the second floor from the inner staircase.

I saw many disciples of Haotian Sect on the road.

All dressed in gray, the Tang Long brothers brought Tang San to the innermost archway on the second floor and stopped.

Tang Long raised his hand and patted the door twice.

"Master, we have brought Tang San here, along with his two friends."

"come in."

A deep and rich voice sounded from within the room.

To Tang San's ears, it sounded surprisingly familiar, because the voice was at least 80% similar to that of his dead father Tang Hao.

Tang Long pushed open the door and walked in first.

Tang Tian and Tang Yu did not follow in, but stood at the door.

This is a house of over a hundred square meters.

The furnishings inside were simple, with a wide table, bookcases covering two walls, and two long sofas.

As soon as I entered the room, I was attracted by the tall and strong figure behind the desk.

He is two meters tall, with a strong back and a strong waist, a face as sharp as a chisel, and short gray hair.

He was also dressed in simple gray clothes, but standing there, he looked like the core of the castle.

Two meters tall may not be particularly tall, but if Tang San had to use one word to describe the person in front of him, then he could only think of the word "lofty".

Father Tang Hao's eyes are cloudy, which is caused by old injuries.
The man in front of him, who was clearly 70% similar to his father, looked a few years younger than Tang Hao. His bright eyes were as sharp as torches, and he immediately stared at Tang San.

The majestic, undisguised unrestrained aura came overwhelmingly, and huge pressure enveloped Tang San all at once.

But the clever thing is that this pressure bypassed Tang Long and had no effect on him at all.

Tang Long was not weak in strength, so he quickly stepped aside and his expression changed slightly.

When he looked at Tang San again, there was a hint of shock in his eyes.

Tang San walked into the room.

Facing the overwhelming pressure, his expression didn't change at all. His feet formed a faint T-shape as he stood, his back was straight, and his face was full of pride.

Evil Blood Douluo frowned slightly, his lips humming.
Tang San was stunned, his knees bent, his body was vaguely visible, and two layers of faint light, one black and one red, could be seen emerging on the surface of the skin.

He fell to his knees with a thud.

He bowed to the man behind the desk who exuded a majestic aura.

"Tang San meets the sect leader."

Each of the six simple words came out of his mouth extremely clearly and coherently.

Tang Long's pupils dilated a little.

Is Tang San really a human? Facing such a strong pressure from their leader.
He could even change his movements to kneel down!
More able to speak?!

Could it be that he was really stronger than me? But he was only fourteen years old!
in fact
How could he know how terrible the pressure Tang San was under at this moment.

The tremendous pressure was like a mountain towering into the clouds.

The oppressed Tang San couldn't breathe.

Tang San seemed very calm at this moment, but in fact his own recovery ability had been activated unknowingly.

The aura he releases cannot be felt from the outside world.

And his body was already tense.

After all, it was a body that had been constantly tempered by Evil Blood Douluo and transformed by the Blood God Pearl.

As for the six words he uttered, they were uttered using his internal force at the signal of Evil Blood Douluo.

The man behind the desk narrowed his eyes.

All the pressure disappeared instantly, Tang San only felt that the surroundings of his body were empty, and he felt relaxed. His upper body swayed slightly, but he still remained prostrated on the ground.

"Get up."

A rich voice came from the man's mouth.

That’s right, this person is the current leader of the Haotian Sect, Tang Hao’s elder brother - Tang Xiao!
The other one of the two Douluo sects of Haotian Sect.

His title is Xiaotian.

Tang San did not stand up immediately, but his expression changed slightly and there was a bit of struggle in his eyes.

But facing the request of his adoptive father, he was helpless!

I had no choice but to follow the orders of Evil Blood Douluo.

He kowtowed to Tang Xiao three times with force, his forehead touching the ground, making three "dong dong dong" sounds.

"What are you doing?"

Tang Xiao frowned.

I vaguely understood that Tang San kowtowed three times for Tang Hao.

Tang San stood up, clenched his fists tightly, and stood with his head lowered.

"It is only natural for a son to pay back his father's debts! Master, I am willing to take all responsibility for my father."

Tang Xiao followed Tang San in.

The expression on his face was somewhat uncertain. After hearing what he said, Tang Xiao slammed his palm on the stone table in front of him and shouted angrily:
"Can you afford it?"

There was a slight "chi" sound!
The table in front of Tang Xiao collapsed silently.

It actually turned into powder on the ground without affecting anything around it.

Invisibly.
He has already demonstrated his profound and terrifying cultivation.

Even Mo Wuchang behind Tang San had a solemn expression on his face.

Tang Long stood aside and was secretly shocked.

That table was carved directly from two tons of the hardest granite.

It's not difficult to break.
The difficult part is to turn it into powder silently.

Tang Xiao glared at Tang Long.

"Why are you sticking your tongue out? Go out and make a table in the back mountain to get it back. Otherwise, you won't be allowed to eat."

"what?"

Tang Long looked at Tang Xiao with a bitter look on his face but did not dare to refute.

Tang Xiao's eyes widened.

"Get lost! Do you want me to repeat myself?"

"I'll go, I'll go."

Tang Long was very impressive in front of the third generation disciples.

But in front of Tang Xiao, he was as docile as a cat and ran away quickly.

Xiexue narrowed his eyes slightly, but his lips began to move again.

Want to rectify the Haotian Sect.
It's not okay to use the identity of a sinner.

Tang San gritted his teeth and knelt on the ground again.

"I don't know if I can afford it, but I am willing to use this life to serve the sect and do my best to serve the sect."

Tang Xiao turned around and opened the window behind him.

With a pull of his right hand, the stone powder on the ground was pulled up and flew into the air outside.

"You let a child shoulder your own responsibility. Tang Hao, oh Tang Hao, do you really think that you can write off all these things if you die?!"

Tang Xiao looked out the window.

He clenched his fists and his eyes turned red without him noticing as he listened to Tang Xiao's words.

Tang San couldn't help but recall the desolation of his father when he blew himself up.

"Sect Master, my father is not running away. He said that he has no face to face the sect and has no right to come back."

Tang Xiao's voice was somewhat furious.

"No right to come back?! Then why did you ask me for help in the first place? What you said was that it would glorify the Haotian Sect! In the end, he successfully broke through the Titled Douluo and ran away!"

Tang Xiao roared angrily, his body shaking unconsciously.

He had also been attracted to her!
"..."

Tang San was stunned, not quite understanding what Tang Xiao said.

"That's fine."

Tang Xiao put away his furious look and stared at Tang San with his eyes lowered.

"He was able to send you back, which means he hasn't forgotten why we planned that in the first place, but he even lost the inherited soul bone of the Haotian Sect!"

talking.

Tang Xiao couldn't help but get a little agitated again. He didn't even have a few soul bones on him!

Evil Blood Douluo narrowed his eyes
He seemed to understand what Tang Xiao was talking about. It seemed that what happened back then was not simple.

The people of Haotian Sect are not as big and strong as they appear to be, with well-developed limbs.

Tang Xiao took a deep breath and looked at Tang San, with a change in his eyes.

"You look like your mother, but your personality is more like your father. Since Tang Hao has chosen to let you return to serve the sect, I will hold a ceremony for you to recognize your ancestors tomorrow."

"Here, strength means the right to speak. If you want to do more for the sect on behalf of your father, you must first prove yourself to the sect with your own strength. Otherwise, you can do nothing and you can't return to Haotian Sect!"

"..."

Tang San nodded slightly.

He didn't expect that the Haotian Sect was so heartless. His father died so tragically but they couldn't forgive him. Even the uncle in front of him was like this!
"You two, I hope you two won't take any action tomorrow, otherwise I, the Haotian Sect, will not tolerate it."

Tang Xiao finished speaking.

Only then did he have time to pay attention to Xiexue and the other two, with threatening looks in his eyes.

He stared at Evil Blood Douluo.

The tiger's body trembled, and a hint of solemnity appeared in its eyes.

“Don’t worry, Sect Master Tang. As the sworn brother of Brother Tang Hao, I naturally regard the Haotian Sect as my own. Moreover, this time, I am here to seek cooperation with you. The world has suffered from the Wuhun Palace for a long time... right?”

Xiexue smiled casually. His cultivation level of level ninety-eight was enough to attract the attention of the entire Haotian Sect.

"cooperate?!"

Tang Xiao frowned, feeling confused and uncertain.

Is this also the help that Tang Hao gave to his Haotian Sect?
It didn't take long.

Tang San walked out of the sect master's room.

"Godfather, why did you just…"

"Humph! Xiao San, do you think you can gain their approval by using the identity of a criminal?"

Evil Blood Douluo snorted coldly and interrupted him directly.

Mo Wuchang patted Tang San's shoulder and said with a smile: "Tang San, don't worry. His Majesty will not harm you."

"Thank you, foster father. It was Tang San who was inconsiderate."

Tang San lowered his head unwillingly.

Looking back to the past, just from those few words, Tang San knew how heroic his father was.

The feat of killing the Pope during the siege brought unprecedented humiliation to the Spirit Hall.

But now he has been reduced to ashes!
What a sad ending.

……

The people living in the Haotian Sect Castle are the second generation of the sect and the first generation elders of the sect.

The third and fourth generations of disciples all lived in the stone houses built behind the castle.

Tang Xiao arranged accommodation for Tang San.

The room arranged for Tang San and the others was very simple, with a very small living room of only about seven or eight square meters, three bedrooms of ten square meters each, and a very small bathroom, all equipped with basic daily necessities.

This is the standard equipment for the third generation disciples of the Haotian Sect.

Simultaneously.

Tang San also learned about the complicated situation within the Haotian Sect from Tang Xiao.

If you look at it from Tang Hao's perspective.

There are two factions within the sect.

The group headed by Tang Xiao believed that the fault was not Tang Hao's, but was because the Spirit Hall was too domineering.

Although the Pope of the Spirit Hall is dead.

But Tang Hao's wife also died
The Spirit Hall relied on its own powerful force to put pressure on the Haotian Sect, intending to do something detrimental to the sect.

They were forced to draw a clear line between themselves and Tang Hao.

The other faction is led by the few remaining elders of the generation.

they think.

Tang Hao does things without careful thinking.

He combined with the soul beast and exposed his identity, which led to the subsequent conflict.

This almost resulted in the sect coming into direct conflict with the Spirit Hall.

Causing irreparable consequences.

Moreover, the old leader of the Haotian Sect, Tang San's grandfather, was angered to death.

It's simply an unforgivable crime.

And Tang Long and others that Tang San met today all belonged to Tang Xiao's side.

Tang Long is the adopted son of Tang Xiao from his cousin.

He is the first person in three generations.

therefore.

Tang San already understood what he would encounter tomorrow.

His attempt to return to his ancestral home would certainly be obstructed by the elders of the sect.

Want their recognition.

Maybe it's just as Tang Xiao said.

Prove your strength in front of them, conquer them with your strength, and then make some contributions to the sect.

In this way, they would not be able to object to him returning to his ancestral home.

"Hehe, it seems that the Haotian Sect is really a servile group. Tang Xiao told you to be tough. Doesn't that mean that the Haotian Sect will only take hard actions and not soft actions?"

Mo Wuchang sat on the sofa with a smile.

"Isn't this bad?"

Xiexue smiled, thinking that such a scoundrel would be easier to recruit.

Beat anyone who doesn't obey until he obeys!

“Tang San, tomorrow the process of you returning to your roots will not be easy, so you might as well be tough and prove with your strength that you have the ability to help the Clear Sky Sect regain its glory. Use as much strength as you can, and don’t worry about the rest, I will handle it.”

"Don't worry, foster father, Tang San won't let you down again."

There was hatred in Tang San's eyes.

The Spirit Hall is a wealthy and powerful organization, and Ye Qiu also has the support of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect behind him.

He must also have his own team!
Otherwise, how could he get revenge!
Let's discuss it briefly.

Tang San walked into his room and sat cross-legged on the bed.

I recalled the process of returning to the sect today.

He still hasn't figured out what Tang Xiao said. Was there any hidden secret back then?

Thinking of this, Tang San took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and entered the cultivation state.

Those things are over.

Death is like a lamp going out.

Tang Hao is already dead, what's the point in pursuing these things?

He should practice hard now. (End of this chapter)