Chapter 131: Suffering another critical attack, the three children’s mood exploded
In order to better confuse Tang San, he secretly observed what was going on, whether there were any other abnormalities on him, and what he was plotting.
What's more, when his true identity and strength are exposed, he can have a suitable reason to explain why he pretends like this and why he doesn't take care of and teach his son.
Tang Hao only does two things every day, drinking alcohol and sleeping soundly.
Even when they are awake, most of them look confused and lost.
Because the Titled Douluo's physique is different from ordinary people, his temperament, skin, hair, etc. can all be distinguished at a glance.
He didn't even wash his face, wash his hair, take a shower, or change his clothes for six years.
For Tang Hao, the layer on his face was not dirt, but his necessary camouflage.
He persisted day after day and acted more realistically than other real farmers in Holy Soul Village.
In this way, he can say in the future that it was because his wife was killed and he was so sad that he became like this.
Although Ah Yin was plotted to death by himself, this did not prevent him from pretending to be deeply affectionate.
Twelve years have passed, and my son has never found anything wrong.
Tang Hao was secretly proud of himself, thinking that his acting skills were so good that he could even keep such an old silver coin in the dark and play with it in the palm of his hand.
However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a little bit behind the scenes.
It seems that I have been battling with the air?
With the IQ of the third son, let alone the old Yin Coin who likes conspiracy and conspiracy, he seems to be inferior to ordinary people?
The other party didn't hide anything else. Not long after he learned to walk, all the details were exposed.
Thinking of this possibility, Mouse's mood suddenly became a little complicated.
Feeling the thick layer of dirt on my face, and the gel-caked hair due to years of not washing,
Then I smelled the pungent and nauseating smell all over my body and saw the tattered clothes.
Suddenly, I had the urge to hang my son up and give him a hammer.
Twelve years, twelve years of inhumane life walking on thin ice. How many twelve years are there in a human life?
Tang Hao took several deep breaths in succession to suppress his boiling emotions.
Asked the third son:
"A soul ring that is more than three thousand years old, are you sure you can absorb it?
Jiao Xiaoan's theories still have certain reference significance for most people, especially ordinary soul masters.
Don't use Nangong Lingyun and Xiao Wu as benchmarks.
I suspect that their soul rings actually have a different origin, and they cannot be generalized to normal conditions. "
As a former descendant of the Haotian Sect, he has traveled across the mainland for ten years.
Tang Hao has really seen many soul masters who exploded and died because of improper absorption of soul rings or excessive soul rings.
Like a blown balloon,
Every inch of flesh and blood was instantly turned into powder, and not even a single piece of intact tissue was left. It was extremely tragic.
"What's the origin?"
Tang San's face suddenly showed deep curiosity,
The soul ring can be absorbed within an hour after the death of the soul beast, so he is not in a hurry.
In the distance, Flanders, Dai Mubai and others also quietly pricked up their ears.
The previous conflict in Soto City almost shattered the entire Shrek's Taoist heart.
A group of people who called themselves monsters were pushed to the ground and rubbed by a twelve-year-old child, and the other party didn't even use their full strength.
Be it hatred, resentment, admiration or shock,
Everyone has PTSD from the name Nangong Lingyun, and they will immediately have a stress reaction when they hear it.
The mouse did not hide itself, sat down on the ground, and said with a focused look:
"you know……
Do gods exist? "
As soon as these words came out, everyone's heart seemed to skip a beat.
The huge impact made their minds buzz.
The next moment, he became extremely urgent again, his eyes widened, his expression extremely serious, for fear of not hearing a single word.
Ma Hongjun even screamed out in surprise,
"Isn't that a legend?"
Tang San's expression seemed calm, but in fact he was the most shocked in his heart.
Bingqing Yujie thought of the Sanqing statue she had seen in Feixian City before, and the voice that scolded her for being a waste.
If it were a god, many problems would be explained.
A trace of seriousness flashed across Tang Hao's face,
"No, it's not a legend, I'm sure of that.
In this world, there are not only gods, but also descendants of gods, believers dedicated to worshiping gods, and secret places left by gods.
Nangong Lingyun and the woman named Yan next to him should both fall into this category.
Other than that, I can't think of any other explanation.
Although the theory of small anus in prison is wrong, it is understandable if it exceeds that much. There is definitely a special reason for exceeding that much. "
Mouse said, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes,
The ancestor Tang Chen left in pursuit of becoming a god, but it was only thirty years ago. Many senior officials of the Haotian Sect knew about it.
He also experienced in the City of Killing and became the eighth winner of the Killing God Realm in a thousand years.
In addition, Wuhun Palace sent troops to Devil's Island (Poseidon Island), and the two thousand elite soul masters were killed until only a hundred people were left.
At that time, it caused an uproar in the entire soul master world.
Back then, he worked hard to calculate a hundred thousand year soul ring and used all means to obtain a full set of soul bones.
It is precisely the strong ambition for the word "god".
"Then how can we find the gods?"
Tang San asked anxiously,
The mouse chuckled lightly, shook his head and said:
"Let's go back to the soul ring again. You are an independent child, so I will not make decisions on your behalf.
One last question, are you sure you can absorb this 3,400-year-old mandala snake soul ring? "
I'm not sure?
Tang San's heart pounded.
He turned out to be sure. There was no reason that Nangong Lingyun, a native, could do it, but he, a cheating time traveler, couldn't do it, right?
But after knowing that the other party might have obtained the ultra-limited soul ring because of gods, he became uncertain again.
"Dad, what exactly does the age of a soul ring have to do with?"
“In Soto City before, Nangong Lingyun didn’t lie to you.
Physical fitness, mental strength, the past development progress of the martial spirit, the quality difference between the martial spirit and the target spirit ring, the compatibility of ability attributes and characteristics, etc.
These four are the most important.
In addition, the unique abilities of some special soul beasts or special martial souls, as well as whether they have soul bones, what secret techniques they have practiced, etc., can also affect the final endurance limit.
As for specific standards,
If there are no other special circumstances, if you absorb a soul ring of the same quality as the martial soul, have a high degree of compatibility and have not taken the wrong path in the past, it is roughly the number in the Jiao Xiaoan theory. "
Tang San's heart suddenly sank.
No wonder Nangong Lingyun insists on so hard training. It turns out that it has something to do with physical fitness.
In addition, according to this calculation method, after practicing Xuantian Kung Fu and Purple Demon Eyes, and possessing a top-level martial spirit, the life of the soul ring should be far longer than that of ordinary soul masters.
The first two soul rings were indeed complete garbage.
After being hit hard again, Sanzi immediately clenched his fists and asked:
"Then why does the little anus in prison have to..."
"I don't know exactly what he thinks.
But at least the top three sects, the two empires, and the Wuhun Palace all had a tacit attitude towards his actions, and few people stood up to criticize him. "
In the distance, Flanders' eyes flashed when he heard this.
His lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he closed his mouth obediently and pretended to be an ostrich.
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang San became red and warm again,
When I think of those two garbage soul rings, my whole body is so angry that I tremble.
Blue and silver spikes, blue and silver flying leaves, what kind of garbage skills are these?
He gritted his teeth and said word by word:
"Isn't there anyone who will stand up for justice?"
"Of course there is, but it's a pity that he died miserably in the end."
Tang Hao didn't know what he suddenly thought of, and a rare smile appeared on his face, as if he was amused.
