Chapter 242 Tang Yuehua visits and deceives

Chapter 242 Tang Yuehua’s visit—deception

"Long time no see, Master Tang Xuan."

Tang San met Tang Yuehua in the living room, poured him tea, and politely said, "I wonder why you are here this time?"

"Xiao San, don't you even want to call me aunt?" Tang Yuehua looked slightly bitter, "Your father has returned to the Haotian Sect, and the sect is willing to let you recognize your ancestor and return to the sect..."

Coming to deliver a message?

Putting down the tea cup in his hand, Tang San said calmly without a trace of emotion in his eyes: "If Master Tang Xuan just comes to tell me this matter, then there is nothing left to say."

"To me, Haotian Sect is not as good as Wuhun Palace."

"The sects on the mainland, except for the Qibao Glazed Sect, which can only provide assistance and are willing to recruit outsiders on a large scale, the rest use their martial souls to judge whether they are direct disciples, and they pay too much attention to the inheritance of blood."

"Of course, the Qibao Glazed Sect is only slightly better."

"This kind of family and sect based on martial arts is very good for the 'small family', but it is not a good thing for the 'everyone', that is, the entire human group."

"Because of my own experience, I have set my sights on 'everyone', so don't let my thoughts be bound to the 'little family', okay?"

Although it was the first time he heard the English word "OK", Tang Yuehua realized its meaning, that is, don't bother him again.

But--

"Haotian Sect gave you blood after all! That's your root!"

Faced with Tang Yuehua's sincere words, Tang San still said patiently, "If the Haotian Sect is my root, then the Haotian Sect should be proud of me, instead of restricting me to the small Haotian Sect. "

"Just like a tree, after it grows up, it blooms and bears fruit, and the final seed can grow into a big tree again... It's impossible for the tree to swallow the seeds, right?"

"Furthermore, compared to Haotian Sect, Holy Soul Village is my root."

Tang Yuehua slightly understood the meaning of the first two sentences, but could not understand the third sentence: "How can Holy Soul Village be your roots? The villagers there are not your kind at all!"

"Indeed, none of them are soul masters. Even in the eyes of you, the disciples of the Haotian Sect, and some soul masters, they may be cowardly, stingy, careless, and have countless shortcomings. They should spend their whole lives digging in the fields and never get ahead. day."

Tang San's tone was slightly serious.

"But, my childhood was there——"

"In those six years, they and I ate food grown on the same land and drank water from the same well."

"Although I don't live there often anymore, I go back to visit every year. Even now, maybe we will meet in my dreams."

Although the words were simple, Tang Yuehua could hear Tang San's nostalgia for that period of life.

If she was born in that kind of environment, would she have Tang San's mentality?

Involuntarily, a trace of yearning arose in her heart.

"For me now, memory is the foundation of a person, not the so-called bloodline."

Tang San spoke loudly, touching Tang Yuehua's heart, "Wulhun Palace, although it was inherited by blood at the beginning, and all the popes in the past were of the angel bloodline, after Bibi Dong took office, it seemed to have a bit of a 'selection of talents and promotion of talents'. Inside, I prefer this promotion method [the capable are promoted and the mediocre are demoted], which is closer to fairness.”

"This is also one of the reasons why Wuhun Palace has grown stronger in the past ten years after Bibi Dong came to power."

"Of course, there are many problems within Wuhun Palace... But, which force doesn't have problems within it? At least, I see that Wuhun Palace is working hard to improve... As long as the Pope doesn't go crazy, the big tree of Wuhun Palace will survive There are many fruits that can grow in the future.”

silence.

After he finished speaking, there was a silent silence.

After a while, Tang San continued to ask: "Master Tang Xuan, I once analyzed the Wishful Ring for you, but now it seems that you still haven't given up on Yue Xuan and can't live your own life."

Hearing this, Tang Yuehua opened his mouth and said with a wry smile: "Indeed, I want to let go of my pride, but I don't even have the courage. This is not pride at all, just a sad self-esteem..."

At this point, Tang Yuehua suddenly froze and murmured "pathetic self-esteem". He seemed to understand something in his heart and suddenly realized: "So, is the pride of the Haotian Sect just this sad self-esteem?"

"So that's it!"

"No wonder since grandpa left the sect, there has never been a peerless person in the sect. My father, a titled Douluo, was so angry that he could not bear the psychological pressure... It was not because of lack of talent, but because of his lack of talent. We haven’t come out from Grandpa’s protection yet, and we still think that the Haotian Sect is number one in the world!”

"But in fact, the number one in the world is my grandfather, not the descendants of Haotian!"

"I understand! I understand everything!"

After thinking about all this, Tang Yuehua seemed to have let go of something. He felt that the shackles on his body were shattered, and a ray of soul power was born in his body, and it began to grow continuously.

"My soul power has reached level ten!"

Feeling his own state, Tang Yuehua couldn't laugh or cry, "It turns out, what you said is true."

"Congratulations, Master Tang Xuan." Tang San congratulated, "But I think Master Tang Xuan still hasn't completely let go. I guess you will have to be stuck for a long time when you reach the nineteenth level."

"I am satisfied to be able to cultivate to the spirit master realm." Tang Yuehua shook his head, already convinced in his heart that Tang San's original analysis for her was correct.

Only by truly letting go of your pride and understanding martial arts can you go further on the path of being a soul master.

But, how difficult is it to let go of true pride?

Now that she can increase her soul power by one level, she feels relieved.

"San'er, how about your aunt staying at your house these days?" Tang Yuehua asked tentatively.

"To spread news to the Haotian Sect? Spy on me?" Tang San asked bluntly, "Also, isn't your Yuexuan closed?"

"Like you said, I want to live for myself." Tang Yuehua smiled.

"Yeah?"

Tang San couldn't tell what Tang Yuehua was thinking, so he stood up slowly and was about to see off the guests, but suddenly asked, "Has Tang Chen returned to Haotian Sect?"

"How did you know..." Tang Yuehua immediately covered her mouth and looked at Tang San in disbelief, wondering how he knew this.

"It seems that he has returned to the sect."

After traveling to the Killing City, Tang San speculated whether Tang Chen had regained his consciousness, but it was unclear whether he would go to Bo Saixi's old lover to reminisce about the past, or return to the Haotian Sect.

Originally, Tang San guessed it was the former. After all, Tang Chen was parasitized by the bloody nine-headed bat king. Even if he got rid of it, his body would be riddled with holes and he wouldn't be able to survive for long.

But now he didn't go to Bo Saixi, but returned to Haotian Sect——

It seems that the body is not so bad that it cannot be cured. It is probably different from the original work. The toxins in the blood have not been stimulated by the bloody swan kiss... But Tang Chen should not be in peak condition, otherwise the Haotian Sect would have made a high-profile announcement. Out of the mountains.

"Don't tell the higher-ups of Wuhun Palace, okay?" Tang Yuehua begged.

"Hmm~ I seem to be the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace." Tang San answered the question, but he had already made his attitude clear to Tang Yuehua: he was on the side of Wuhun Palace.

"Just think that we have the same blood and give my aunt some face." Tang Yuehua pleaded.

"Of course I have to give you the face of Master Yuexuanxuan." Tang San seemed to agree, but Tang Yuehua felt even sadder, because it meant that Tang San still didn't recognize her as his aunt.

Give face to Master Yuexuanxuan.

Not giving face to my aunt.

My dear second brother, what stupid things did you do back then?

"But do you really think that Wuhun Palace doesn't know about it?" Tang San continued, "After all, the Killing City has been under the surveillance and guard of Wuhun Palace personnel."

"What's this about the Killing City?" Tang Yuehua didn't understand.

"It seems that the sect doesn't trust you very much."

Realizing that Tang Yuehua really seemed to know nothing, Tang San showed a mocking smile——

When Tang Chen returned to his clan, even if he didn't say where he had been all these years, Tang Hao, who woke him up, would definitely know. With his understanding of Tang Hao, he would definitely tell Tang Xiao.

Tang Yuehua must be in contact with Tang Xiao when passing on information...

But now it seems that Tang Xiao did not tell Tang Yuehua, this sister, where her grandfather had been over the years.

If you were an ordinary person, you would think it was to prevent women from worrying.

But for Tang Yuehua, who was born in Haotian Sect, this means looking down on her!

In fact, things were a little worse than Tang San imagined. Currently, almost all the direct disciples of the Haotian Sect knew where Tang Chen had been over the years. Only Tang Yuehua was kept in the dark.

Although she was also the biological child of the former Clear Sky Sect Master, her martial spirit was not the Clear Sky Hammer, so she was treated differently after all.

"Tang Chen is the King of Slaughter in the City of Slaughter." Tang San told the truth, and then gave a wrong message: "Do you think Wuhun Palace wouldn't know about this? If it wasn't for the fear of the King of Slaughter With their strength, there are so many titled Douluo in Wuhun Palace, and they have long since defeated the city that can give others the realm of the God of Death, and have taken control of it."

Tang Yuehua was stunned and secretly cursed himself for being stupid for not thinking of this.

"Something happened in the Slaughter City recently. All the fallen ones inside have died, and the King of Slaughter has disappeared. Do you think Wuhun Palace won't guess that Tang Chen returned to Haotian Sect?" Tang San continued to lie, " Also, as the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, I also received a piece of news, that is, the reason why Tang Chen is in the Killing City is to take the Asura God's test, hoping to break through the hundredth level and become a god."

"You don't know any of this, right?"

"You can compile the information I told you into what you have found out from the relevant personnel of Wuhun Palace, and pass it on to Haotian Sect to see how your elder brother reacts."

When Tang Yuehua left Yinlan Manor, her eyes focused again. She looked back at Tang San, who was waving to her, and suddenly realized that the other party was "stoking discord."

But this is a naked conspiracy.

The other party seized on his weakness - his pride in proving himself to the Haotian Sect and his desire to be recognized by all members of the Haotian Sect... If he could not gain the trust of the Haotian Sect and still concealed it from himself, he would even Neither my brother nor my grandfather are willing to tell me the truth, so isn’t it ridiculous that my efforts for most of my life are ridiculous?

For a moment, Tang Yuehua did not dare to deliver this "news" to the sect...