Chapter 184 Haotian Returns to the Sect (2)

Even though Tang Hao and Tang Xiao hadn't seen each other for many years, they still recognized his eldest brother whom they hadn't seen for many years.

Tang Xiao was two meters tall, with a muscular back, a face as sharp as a chisel, and short gray hair.

Tang Hao was also dressed in simple gray clothes, but standing there, he seemed to be the core of the place.

Tang Hao was wearing gray clothes and looked extremely downcast, looking like a homeless man instead of the once high-spirited Haotian Sect's number one genius soul master.

"Brother!" Tang Hao burst into tears and wanted to go up and recognize brother Tang Xiao.

But at this moment, an old voice roared angrily, "Tang Hao! What do you want to do? You evil disciple, don't you think it's enough to implicate our Haotian Sect?!"

Tang Hao immediately looked back and saw five old men following Tang Xiao's footsteps. They all glared at Tang Hao.

Needless to say, these five are the five direct elders of Haotian Sect. They are also Tang Hao's clan uncles and Tang Hao's elders.

Tang Hao suddenly looked sad, "Unfilial son--Tang Hao, pay homage to all the clan elders."

"You also know that you are an unfilial and unjust bastard!" The seventh elder among the five elders seemed to have a relatively bad temper, and his eyes suddenly burst into flames as he said.

Tang Hao felt that he was in the wrong and could not hold his head high in front of the elders of the Haotian Sect, so he allowed them to scold him angrily.

At least he really believed that he was wrong, unlike his son Tang San, who opened his mouth and kowtowed to "admit his mistake" when his strength was low and could not compare with the elders of the Haotian Sect, and then turned his back and refused to recognize anyone when he became stronger. , directly went to Haotian Sect to demand an explanation.

"Okay, uncles... it was Hao Di who was indeed wrong more than ten years ago, but he is still a disciple of our Haotian Sect." Tang Xiao sighed immediately and said.

"The old sect master has expelled him from the Haotian Sect! And don't forget how your father was killed by this evil!" the seventh elder said viciously.

"Father...Father..." As soon as Tang Hao heard that his father was angry to death, he felt even more guilty. A grown man burst into tears.

"Do you know how big of a mistake you made with your original behavior?" The seventh elder said with a sneer at this time, "The sect was forced by Wuhun Palace. At that time, our Haotian Sect had a great battle at the mountain gate, which caused the loss of nearly half of our disciples. , and two elders died in battle!"

"Even my poor child..." His eyes showed a bit of sadness, "He was killed by everyone in Wuhun Palace. You are the culprit! How dare you return to the sect and stand in front of your elders?! You What’s the face?! What’s the face?!”

The Haotian Sect didn't surrender without a fight, at least it was forced to fight with Wuhun Palace. After losing, the old leader of the Haotian Sect came forward to admit his mistake, and then announced that Tang Hao would be expelled. After leaving the mountain gate, Haotian Sect closed the mountain gate and never appeared again.

The seventh elder's son also died tragically in the battle with Wuhun Palace, which is why he spoke so fiercely to Tang Hao.

People say that there are three major pains in a person's life. The first pain is losing his parents in childhood, the second pain is losing his wife in middle age, and the third pain is losing a child in old age.

The seventh elder watched his son die in front of him, how could he not hate Tang Hao.

Tang Hao's son is a son, but the seventh elder's son is not a son. Later, Tang San was rude to the seventh elder because of this, which was an extremely double standard.

(This plot was found from the original text. The Seventh Elder did say that he was in pain of losing his son, and was attacked and killed by people from Wuhun Palace when he was "purchasing supplies for the sect". Because of the pain of losing his son, the follow-up It was an insult to Tang San’s mother, and the Haotian Sect had obviously gone through a battle before injuring some of the sect’s children. Not only that, there were originally seven elders in the Haotian Sect, but now there are only five left. From this point of view , in the original plot, the Haotian Sect was beaten by Wuhun Palace until they admitted their mistakes and lost a large number of their disciples before surrendering. They did not surrender directly without firing a shot.)

"That's enough, Seventh Brother!" At this moment, the old man with long white eyebrows who was at the head of the five elders but had never spoken spoke.

"Okay, Tang Hao, you are no longer a disciple of my Haotian Sect." The second elder with long white eyebrows was quite kind. He looked at Tang Hao with kind eyes, but his words were always very inhumane. .

"Let's forget about the past. You can leave on your own."

In fact, when the great elder said this, he was already quite nostalgic. In other sects, a disciple who caused trouble to the sect would have to be punished first even if he was expelled from the sect.

After Tang Hao directly injured Qian Xunji, he took Tang San to hide his name, and the Haotian Sect just acted like a light-speed sacred separator.

Tang Hao was directly cut off, and no other punitive measures were taken at all.

If normal operations were followed, the two inherited soul bones belonging to the Haotian Sect on Tang Hao's body should be returned to the Haotian Sect.

What the great elder said was already quite tolerant.

But Tang Hao shouted at this time, "Thousands of mistakes were made, and the fault lies with me, Tang Hao. I am here today, for no other reason than... to let my son Tang San return to the sect and recognize his ancestors." !”

"Wishful thinking!" At this moment, the Seventh Elder couldn't help it anymore and snorted coldly and said, "Fuck you, just because of what you did, you don't even think about returning to the sect. The child of you and that evil spirit beast His son is just a bastard, and although the Haotian Sect has closed the gate, it will not let a bastard return to the sect."

"Seventh brother, be careful what you say, there are so many juniors watching." The second elder suddenly frowned and said with some dissatisfaction.

The sect leader and several elders ran out, and naturally many second- and third-generation disciples came out to defend the sect.

Tang Hao gritted his teeth at this time, "That's my and A-Yin's child, not a bastard."

"Aren't children born between humans and soul beasts hybrids? Haha, let me tell you, Tang Hao, you want that bastard to recognize his ancestor and return to the clan, you are simply wishful thinking!" The Seventh Elder continued to speak harshly.

"That's enough. Old Seven, if you don't control your emotions, leave here." The second elder said coldly.

Although the Haotian Sect has closed the mountain gate, they always believe that they are the number one sect in the world, so naturally they cannot allow others to see such a rude side of the sect elders.

"Brother, fellow clan elders, all the mistakes are made by me, Tang Hao, but my son Xiaosan is innocent." Tang Hao's eyes showed a bit of despair, "He also has the direct martial arts of our Haotian Sect. Soul - Clear Sky Hammer, or twin martial souls, Xiao San has such a high talent, if he can return to the sect, he will definitely be able to revitalize the sect!"

"I am willing to do whatever it takes, even if it means taking my life. I, Tang Hao, will not say a word. I just ask the clan elders to let my children recognize their ancestors and return to their clan." He smiled compassionately, with hope in his eyes.

He is no longer afraid of death. Ever since Ah Yin sacrificed his soul ring, Tang Hao is no longer afraid of death. He may still be thinking that dying like this will be a relief. Maybe he can see Ah Yin underground. .

Therefore, death is not a punishment for him, but a relief.

But before being freed, Tang Hao had to take Tang San to recognize his ancestor and return to his clan, so that with the help of the Haotian Sect, Tang San would not be killed by others.

Tang Hao could see clearly that apart from Wuhun Palace, the person who would pose a threat to Tang San was the Lu Yuan from four years ago.

He didn't know why a monster named "Raast" emerged from Lu Yuan's body and could hurt him, but after what happened four years ago, he knew that the relationship between Tang San and Lu Yuan had reached a life-or-death situation.

If in a few years he suffers from an internal injury and dies because he cannot bear the increasingly serious internal injuries, then Tang San will be really in danger.

So even if Tang Hao risked his life, he still wanted Tang San to recognize his ancestor and return to his clan.

"The Clear Sky Hammer directly connected to the sect? Twin martial spirits?" The elders who originally looked disdainful of Tang San couldn't help but couldn't help themselves when they heard these two words, especially the word "twin martial spirits" Shocked.

Even if it is as powerful as the Haotian Sect, there has never been an owner of twin martial souls, and the owner of twin martial souls...

They all know very well that if they can grow up, they will become a strong person that will shock everyone in the world.

Not to mention anything else, as for the nearest Pope Bibi Dong of Wuhun Palace, the Haotian Sect is more or less aware of how powerful she is.

The most important thing is that the Haotian Sect Haotian Douluo's special training method, the Great Sumeru Hammer, is a soul master. The stronger the soul ring, the stronger the combat effectiveness of the training. Even when it comes to the secret of ring explosion, it will collapse for thousands of years. The power released by the soul ring is definitely not comparable to the collapse of a hundred-year-old soul ring.

And the second martial souls of twin martial soul owners generally have soul rings that are over ten thousand years old...

I need to write this plot carefully, but I feel stuck and uncomfortable.