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Chapter 85 From the Ancient Tang Sect (Fourth update completed)
If the houses are allocated according to ranking, if he is first, then the one next to him must be second!

As expected, when Tang San was halfway there and saw his residence, he saw a short-haired figure leaning against the gate, waiting with her arms folded.

After a week of treatment, Meng Yiran's injuries naturally healed. She looked very heroic in a black backless short top. However, there was no other way. Her Eight Spider Lances had to come out from her back, so she had to wear a backless top. If her clothes were torn, it would be embarrassing.

Seeing Tang San appear, Meng Yiran, who had been waiting for him, called out, "Tang San."

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Tang San sighed inwardly and asked, "You don't want revenge, do you? I suggest you just forget it. Even if I give it to you ten thousand times, you won't be able to defeat me."

Hearing Tang San's irritating words, Meng Yiran was really furious. The two white patches on her chest began to rise and fall, but she had no way to refute it. After all, she really couldn't beat Tang San.

"Just because I, Meng Yiran, can't beat you today doesn't mean I can't beat you in the future. Thirty"

Tang San raised his hand to stop him, saying, "I know, I know. If you have anything to say, just say it now. If you want to work hard and become stronger, go to the Mimicry Training Field."

Having his spell interrupted by Tang San, Meng Yiran accepted his fate. It was his own fault for the crushing defeat, and business was more important. Giving Tang San a fierce glare, Meng Yiran said, "Come in and we'll talk."

Meng Yiran pushed open the door, her cheeks slightly red. After all, this was the first time in her life that she had invited a man into her home, and they were still a single man and a single woman.

Tang San followed him into the room. Meng Yiran had also just arrived at the dormitory. The room was empty except for basic chairs and tables.

After seeing Tang San come in and closing the door, Meng Yiran raised her right hand. On her fair wrist, a mutton-fat white jade ring was shining with a faint luster. With a flash of light, a long cloth bag appeared in her hand.

Obviously, her bracelet is also a soul guide for storage.

The cloth bag was about two feet long and half a foot wide. Meng Yiran spread her hands and the cloth strip split in two. When she turned the cloth strip, Tang San could clearly see that hanging from it were many short blades of the same size and style.

With Tang San's knowledge, he certainly knew what these were. They were all hidden weapons. In the match a week ago, Meng Yiran must have taken out hidden weapons from his soul guide to launch a sneak attack.

Meng Yiran asked solemnly, "Do you also know what this is? How did you know?"

As expected! Tang San knew Meng Yiran wanted to ask about hidden weapons. After all, it was the first time Tang San saw someone using hidden weapons, and the technique was from the ancient Tang Sect.

Tang San pulled out a chair and sat down, looking at Meng Yiran and said, "Ms. Meng, before you ask someone something, shouldn't you have the attitude to ask them a question? I have no obligation to answer your questions."

With the protection of the great Luang Pu, Meng Yiran was used to being a young lady, but this time she met a real young master and was severely punished.

Meng Yiran sat down, a forced smile on his face, and said, "Young Master Tang, please tell me, do you know the origins of these hidden weapons?"

Tang San crossed his legs and sighed, "I've been sitting here for so long, and I haven't even had a cup of tea."

"Don't go too far."

"Garlic Bird, Garlic Bird, I don't know if you can poison me. First tell me how you got these hidden weapons. Don't tell me that you designed these hidden weapons yourself, and don't tell me how you use them." Tang San stopped joking. He also wanted to know where Meng Yiran's hidden weapons came from.

Meng Yiran took out a box from his soul guide and said, "My grandparents found the blueprints for these hidden weapons in a dilapidated ruin. They told me they were found inside a corpse's soul guide."

Tang San opened the box, inside which lay a very tattered book and a folded parchment. These items were extremely old and worn; much of the writing was barely visible, weathered away, leaving only fragmented text and illustrations. No wonder Meng Yiran's training was so disastrous—her techniques were incomplete. Tang San glanced at it and immediately recognized it as a manual on the most basic and introductory techniques of the Tang Clan's hidden weapons. The parchment contained blueprints for manufacturing Tang Clan throwing knives and other hidden weapons—both very basic, suitable even for beginner disciples.

Tang San put down the parchment in his hand and said, "All these things of yours are from the Tang Sect."

Meng Yiran looked puzzled and asked, "Tang Sect? What kind of soul master sect is this? Why haven't I heard of it?"

Tang San said: "Strictly speaking, this is not a spirit master sect. This sect existed in the very distant ancient times and has long since completely disappeared in the long river of history. It's not surprising that you don't know about it."

"Then how do you know?"

"Because I also possess the Tang Sect's inheritance, but mine is not recorded in books but a soul guide." After saying that, Tang San did not hide it and took out the lotus soul guide.

"It seems that the soul of a Tang Sect disciple once existed in this soul guide. I saw the life record of that disciple through the soul guide, so I know that these things of yours came from the Tang Sect. However, these are all very basic entry-level soul skills."

Meng Yiran stared at the Lotus Soul Guide without blinking. She also judged that this soul guide had been completely damaged and could not be restored in this era.

Tang San asked: "Do your grandpa and grandma still remember where they found those Tang Sect secret manuals?"

Meng Yiran nodded and said, "This was discovered by my grandparents more than 20 years ago in a place between the outer and inner areas of the Xingdou Great Forest. However..."

"But what?"

"Now my grandfather said that something strange has happened in that place. Not only can't people get close to it, even the soul beasts in the Star Dou Great Forest can't get close to it."

Tang San was suddenly shocked. Another strange change! And even the spirit beasts couldn't get close?!
"You want to go?"

Tang San nodded and said, "That sect called Tang Sect is a bit strange. It records many things, so I want to see how that sect was destroyed. Perhaps I can find the secret of the lost soul guide through Tang Sect."

After thinking for a while, Meng Yiran took out a piece of paper, pen, and ink, and roughly drew a map. He said, "That place is very dangerous now, but if you want to go there, I'll tell you the location. It might be helpful to you."

Tang San hadn't expected Meng Yiran to be so generous. He took the map and said with a smile, "Since that's the case, I can't refuse to return the favor. I'll help you complete these entry-level techniques and manufacturing diagrams. You'll be better able to practice them later."

Tang San didn't want to owe Meng Yiran a favor, so he repaired the damaged area for her and left Meng Yiran's residence.

Seeing Tang San leave without looking back, Meng Yiran curled his lips and whispered, "Leaving so soon, really."

However, when Tang San finally arrived at his residence, opened the door and went in, he suddenly rolled his eyes and was speechless.

Did he mess with a woman's nest today? What happened? No, strictly speaking, the person in front of him is not a woman.

"See you again, Xiao Sansan. Oh no, this is the first time we meet officially." A field of chrysanthemums wafted over with a faint fragrance.

Ju Douluo, Yueguan.

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