Douluo: My bluesilver grass is not serious

Tang Long was very majestic in front of the three generations of disciples, but in front of Tang Xiao he was as docile as a cat.

He ran out quickly.

Tang San knelt down 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 San directly used the bitter meat trick.

Tang Xiao turned around, pushed open the window behind him, and with a move of his right hand, the stone powder on the ground was lifted up and flew through the air outside.

"A child is actually responsible for my own affairs. Tang Hao, Tang Hao, do you really want to keep running away?"

Listening to Tang Xiao's words, Tang San couldn't help but picture his father's broken limbs and desolate appearance in front of his eyes.

"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 trembled uncontrollably.

"Is he okay?"

After the last goodbye, he had already seen the injuries in Tang Hao's body.

In fact, their Haotian Sect had just returned from Wuhun Palace.

When the bloody wave swept through before, those who lost their homes were repaired by members of the Haotian Sect.

After all, Qian Daoliu said it.

Because of this, the Haotian Sect became completely lonely.

The reputation outside has also become extremely bad.

Tang Xiao was also under great pressure.

Naturally, he didn't dare to look for his brother.

Tang San nodded silently.

"My father is very good. He stays with my mother every day, waiting for her return."

"Isn't Ah Yin still alive? Why wait?"

Tang Xiao turned around sharply, and Tang San could clearly see that his eye circles were already a little red.

After Tang San thought for a while, he still said:

"The mother doesn't know where she is, so the father is waiting."

Tang Xiao was stunned for a moment, took a deep breath, and shed tears several times in his eyes. Of course he knew what was going on. It was indeed their Haotian Sect that was sorry for Ah Yin before.

He and his brother Tang Hao also had such an idea and implemented it. Now A Yin is probably aware of the truth back then.

That’s why I left without saying goodbye!

"Perhaps this is the best destination for him."

At this moment, he seemed to be much older, and his eyes looking at Tang San gradually softened.

In a flash of light, Tang San already had the long black box in his hand, holding it up with both hands.

"Sect Master, my father asked me to bring this. He said that this is the only thing he can do for the sect." (End of Chapter)

Chapter 310: Uncle San, you are so ugly, and your smile is so ugly!

Tang Xiao raised his hand and waved, easily making an action of photographing objects from a distance. The heavy black box fell into his palm as if it were nothing.

With a flick of his finger, the black box opened. When the huge energy filled the room, and when the two soul bones in the box appeared in front of Tang Xiao's eyes, his face changed drastically and his hair and beard trembled.

Tang San felt his eyes blur, Tang Xiao had already arrived in front of him, grabbed Tang San's chest and pulled him to him.

Tang Xiao said in an almost trembling voice:

"Tang Hao, Brother Hao, he..."

"My father said that if he didn't do this, he would not be able to wait for his mother's return with peace of mind. The crisis of my father's old injuries was also relieved by amputating the limbs."

"We already did this when we came back from the Killing City. Sect Master, you..."

"Call me uncle."

Tang Xiao shouted angrily, which made Tang San's ears numb.

"Uncle."

At this moment, Tang San's body was in contact with Tang Xiao, and he could clearly feel the violent fluctuations in Tang Xiao's emotions.

Although he has not seen him for decades, his brotherly love for his father has not diminished at all.

With a snap, Tang Xiao closed the black box and at the same time released his grip on Tang San's front.

"Xiaosan, that's what your father calls you."

Tang San nodded.

Tang Xiao's eyes gradually became calmer.

"You know, actually, I never think he did anything wrong. If Ah Yin chose me, maybe I would do the same thing as him, even more intensely than him."

"So, no matter what others say in the future, I don't want Tang Hao's affairs to become a burden to you."

"You must do your best for the sect, but not because of your father's affairs, but because you are a member of the sect."

Tang San felt as if something was choking in his chest, he lowered his head and said with a special depth:

"Thank you, uncle."

Tang Xiao looked at Tang San with a little change in his eyes.

"You look like your mother, but your name is more like your father."

After saying this, Tang Xiao sighed and said slowly:

"Perhaps doing this will make Hao Di feel better."

After saying this, his eyes seemed to have made up his mind, and he said to himself:

"Tomorrow there will be a ceremony for the mistress to recognize her ancestors and return to the clan."

After Tang San heard this, he immediately thought of something. Although he was extremely happy inside, he still pretended to be anxious on the surface and said:

"Uncle, don't you need to say hello to the elders of the sect first? After all, last time they..."

Tang Xiao waved his hand to him.

"I have a sense of propriety. Instead of informing you privately, it is better to put it on the table. Mistress, there will be a ceremony to recognize the ancestors and return to the sect tomorrow. Remember, Haotian Sect is different from the outside world. I will give you two words, tough."

"Here, strength means the right to speak. If you want to do more for the sect in place of your father, you must first prove your strength to the sect. Otherwise, you can't do anything."

"Okay, you go and rest first. After you go out, someone will take you to your room."

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.

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

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

The person who brought Tang San also looked at Tang San seriously before saying:

"The current situation in the sect is very complicated. If we look at it from your father's perspective, the sect is divided into two factions. The faction led by your uncle believes that your father was not at fault for what happened in the first place."

"The conflict was caused by the domineering spirit of Wuhun Palace. Although the Pope of Wuhun Palace is dead, your mother has also passed away."

"The Wuhun Palace relied on its powerful power to put pressure on the Haotian Sect. In order to harm the sect, it had to draw a clear line with your father. But in fact, your father did nothing wrong."

"The other faction is led by the few remaining elders of the generation. They believe that your father did things without careful thought and combined with the soul beast, which caused the subsequent conflict and caused the sect to almost have a head-on conflict with Wuhun Palace. , caused irreparable consequences, and also made your grandfather angry to death, which is an unforgivable crime."

"The Tang Longs you met today all belong to your uncle's side. Tang Long is your uncle's adopted son from his clan brother, and he is the first person in the third generation."

Tang San's eyes showed a light of thought.

"Thank you. Are you going to tell me that my decision to recognize my ancestor and return to my sect will be obstructed by the elders of the sect?"

Tang Yi nodded.

"That's right. I'm afraid things won't go so smoothly tomorrow. Even if your father hands back the two soul bones, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get their forgiveness."

"Your father left the sect again and drew a clear line. I'm afraid they won't easily allow you to recognize your ancestor and return to the sect."

Tang San frowned slightly.

"What will happen if the elders disagree?"

Tang Yi's expression remained unchanged, as if he was just stating a fact.

"The worst result is that you will be expelled from the sect, your martial spirit will be abolished, and you will even be used as a guide to find your father and hold him accountable for his original crimes."

"Of course, this is almost an impossible situation. After all, your uncle is the sect leader, and the elders must give him some respect. If I don't guess much, the elders will eventually compromise and drive you out of the sect and not allow yourself to Recognize me as a disciple of the Haotian Sect."

Tang San looked at the fine person in front of him and asked subconsciously:

"Then what should I do? Since my uncle treated me like that, he should have already thought of a countermeasure."

Tang Yi nodded calmly.

"Although the elders are old-fashioned, they have always put the sect first. If you want to be recognized by them, you must first prove your strength in front of them as your uncle said."

"Conquer them with strength, and then make some contributions to the sect. In this way, they will not be able to object to you recognizing your ancestors and returning to the sect. The reason why your uncle reminded you of the word tough is to tell you that in our Haotian Sect, we have always been It’s about eating the hard stuff and not the soft stuff.”

"At the beginning, your uncle and your father's status in the sect was completely fought out. Anyone who disobeyed would be beaten until he obeyed, so authority was established. When your uncle returned to the sect to inherit the position of the sect leader, the elders also Questioned it because he was always with your father.”

"The eldest brother relied on his own strength to defeat all the elders. Only then was he unanimously recognized by them and became the new generation of Haotian Sect leader."

"Therefore, the process of recognizing your ancestor and returning to the sect tomorrow will never be easy. You might as well be tougher and use your strength to prove your ability to help the sect regain its glory."

Tang San nodded slowly.

"Thank you, I understand."

"Then you should have a good rest and recharge your batteries. I still have some things to prepare for. There will be a sect meeting tomorrow morning, and your uncle will be watching your performance then."

After saying this, Tang Yi told Tang San that meals would be delivered by someone to let him have a good rest.

Tang Yi left, and Tang San sat cross-legged on his bed, recalling the process of returning to the sect today. The uncle was obviously leaning towards his father, it could be seen.

The uncle had been suppressing his emotions when he mentioned his father, but when he said that he looked like his mother, the tenderness in his eyes could not be concealed.

It seems that although my father lived a painful life, he at least had some love with his mother. Although the uncle was the leader of the clan, he suffered no less pain than his father.

Whether or not my father's wish can be successfully fulfilled may depend on tomorrow.

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

During the year in the Killing City, although his improvement speed slowed down, he integrated what he had learned.

Especially now that the Eight Extraordinary Meridians are completely unblocked, although the overall strength has not increased much, the internal strength is as endless as the Yangtze River, which is far beyond what opponents of the same level can compare with.

evening.

There was a gentle knock on the door.

Tang San slowly opened his eyes.

"Please come in."

The door opened, and a head poked in first. It was a little girl with two cute little braids on her head. She looked like she was thirteen or fourteen years old.

"Are you the third uncle?"

The clear voice was very pleasant to the ear, and a pair of lively big eyes looked at Tang San curiously.

Tang San smiled slightly.

"Who are you? Come in."

The little girl opened the door, holding a food box in her hand.

"You haven't told me yet whether you are the third uncle."

Tang San smiled and said:

"If you are here to deliver food to Tang San, then you are right, I am."

The little girl giggled and looked at Tang San carefully with her big eyes.