Douluo: My bluesilver grass is not serious

"Third uncle, you are really ugly, much uglier than my father."

Tang San was stunned for a moment, his face instantly filled with black lines. Is this something he can decide?

But now that people are under the roof, it’s hard to say anything.

He could only ask lightly:

"Who is your father?"

The little girl had no scheming and said directly:

"My father's name is Tang Hu, and he is the third generation of the sect."

Tang San said doubtfully:

"Isn't the Third Generation Xi eldest brother Tang Long?"

The little girl shook her head and said:

"The third generation seat is my dad, not Uncle Tang Long. My dad often says that Uncle Tang Long can't beat him. The last time he lost to Uncle Tang Long was just bad luck."

As she spoke, she placed the food box on the table next to Tang San's bed, looking at Tang San with some dissatisfaction with her big eyes.

Tang San smiled and said:

"Sometimes, luck is also a part of strength. I don't know your name yet."

The little girl said very innocently:

"My name is Tang Tiantian. Third uncle, you can call me Tiantian."

Tang San smiled and said:

"Okay, thank you, Tiantian."

Looking at the little girl with clear and pure eyes in front of him, Tang San couldn't help but think of what it was like when he was her age.

At that time, he had already met Xiao Wu, but now Xiao Wu and her

When he thought of this, Tang San's eyes were full of sadness.

Tiantian smiled at Tang San.

"Uncle Third, I'm leaving then. Goodbye. Also, you look really ugly when you smile."

After saying that, the little girl jumped and ran out.

Tang San broke through the defense again.

Dinner was very simple, a plate of beef, four steamed buns, a fried vegetable, and a large bowl of egg soup.

Tang San ate very deliciously, it was his first meal after returning to the sect.

No matter how you say it, this place can be considered your home in this world.

There was nothing to say all night, and early the next morning, Tang San got up at dawn and walked out of the room.

As soon as I stepped out, a damp mist blew in my face.

The top of the mountain is extremely humid and foggy in the early morning.

With the eyesight of an ordinary person, he can only see about five meters in front of him at most.

Although Tang San was not affected so much, it was obvious that he was unable to cultivate the Purple Demon Eyes.

It seems that if you live here for a long time, you must find a suitable place to practice.

The air was a little cold, and after just standing outside for a while, Tang San's clothes became a little wet, forcing him to retreat to the room.

Just when he was hesitating whether to practice for a while longer, there was a banging on the door.

"Tang San, are you up?"

The voice belongs to Tang Long.

"get up."

Tang San hurriedly stepped forward to open the door.

I saw Tang Long walking in with a food box. Compared with the one Tang Tiantian brought yesterday, the food box he brought was obviously much larger.

"Come, let's have breakfast together."

Tang Long was not polite and put the food box on the table and opened it. There was a plate of steamed buns, a basin of hot porridge, a few eggs and pickles.

"I'm afraid you're quite busy today, so eat more."

"Thank you."

Tang San wasn't polite either, he was at the right age now to be able to eat.

The two brothers feasted and ate all the food in a short time.

"Tang San, I'm afraid you are going to be in trouble today. I heard from other brothers that the elders attach great importance to your return and are very angry. The sect master asked me to tell you, be careful in everything. When necessary, you can refuse other people's challenges. .”

Can you really refuse?

If that's the case, I'm afraid I really can't do anything for the sect.

Tang San sighed secretly in his heart.

"Thank you, brother."

After eating breakfast, Tang Long did not leave. He waited until the sun was high in the sky and dispersed the fog, then led Tang San out.

Go straight to the front yard of Haotian Sect.

Haotian Sect.

forecourt.

It was completely different from the purity yesterday when Tang San came. At this time, there were at least 150 people gathered in the courtyard.

Most people were standing around. In the center of the courtyard, the sect leader Tang Xiao and five pale old men stood there.

These five old men all looked to be at least eighty years old, but they were all energetic and glowing.

One of the old men was talking to Tang Hao with a serious expression.

Tang Long whispered:

"Except for those who are shopping and doing things outside, the direct descendants of the sect are basically here."

"The five in the center are the five first-generation elders of the sect. Even the sect leader has to give them some ranking. In terms of seniority, they are all uncles of the sect leader."

Accompanied by Tang Long, Tang San came to the courtyard. The incense table that Tang San expected to have did not appear, and Tang Xiao's face looked ugly.

As soon as Tang San and Tang Long appeared, they immediately became the center of attention.

At this moment, someone shouted.

"Tang Hao's trash, get out of Haotian, you don't deserve to be here."

Following these provocative words, many young people from the sect immediately responded, and the courtyard suddenly became chaotic.

Tang San's eyes narrowed slightly, and just when Tang Xiao was about to say something to stop him, suddenly, a layer of faint white light spread from Tang San's body, instantly turning colorless. (End of chapter)

Chapter 311 Tang San’s provocation.

At this time, it is the middle of the sun. The top of the mountain is undoubtedly very cold when there is no sunshine, but it is also closer to the sun. When the sun is full, the temperature is much higher than that on the flat ground.

The harsh sunlight can even cause sunburn on your skin.

But at this moment, the moment the white light spread over Tang San's body was instantly released, the disciples of the Haotian Sect all felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

The cold and murderous aura instantly spread to every corner of the front yard.

The chaotic sounds suddenly stopped as if they were cut off by a sharp blade.

Who would have thought that Tang San, who had a calm and honest face before, could actually release such tyrannical and murderous intent.

Tang San glanced around and almost immediately found the sect disciple who spoke first, a young man who looked about the same age as him.

Relying on his ability to identify the location by listening to the voice and his strong mental power, he locked onto it directly.

The rich murderous aura scattered in the surrounding air also condensed at this moment, all converging on this person.

The dissipated colorless murderous aura turned white again and appeared, like a bridge connecting Tang San and the young man. Tang San's dark blue eyes gained a layer of faint blood red.

Although Tang San didn't hone anything in the Killing City, he did pass the road to hell.

Naturally, not everyone can resist the murderous aura in his body.

After all, there is a realm of killing gods.

The young man in his early twenties was at the moment when the God of Death domain condensed on him.

His entire face suddenly changed drastically, and a heavy chill directly invaded his skin. In his eyes, Tang San seemed to have turned into a bloodthirsty devil.

However, he is worthy of being a disciple of the Haotian Sect. Although he is not old, his cultivation is not shallow.

With a loud shout, black light surged from his right hand, and a black Clear Sky Hammer about one meter long suddenly came out, and four soul rings, two yellow and two purple, were released. With the powerful momentum of the martial soul, he could barely stabilize himself. My own wavering mood.

This was the Clear Sky Hammer, and if it were a lower spirit, it would probably have collapsed under the impact of Tang San's God of Killing Domain combined with his mental power.

Tang Xiao shouted:

"Tang San, don't be impudent in front of the elders."

Tang San didn't really intend to do anything. The white light subsided. As if he had done nothing, he faced Tang Xiao again and bowed.

"Greetings to the sect master and all the elders."

The five elders naturally felt the tyrannical murderous aura released from Tang San, and their expressions couldn't help but change. An elder with long white eyebrows said in a deep voice:

"Killing God Realm."

Tang San didn't hide it either.

"Exactly."

Another lanky elder sneered.

"You have inherited Tang Hao's evil talent, but what if you have good talent? If another Tang Hao comes out of the sect, I'm afraid it will be destroyed. You, a third-generation descendant, won't kneel down when you see us?"

Tang San hesitated for a moment, but he still knelt down, not only because he was surrounded by his elders, but also because of his father's debt to the sect.

"Tang San is willing to forgive his father's sins and do his best to help the sect regain its glory. I ask the sect master and elders to allow me to recognize my ancestor and return to the sect."

The slender old man said angrily:

"Fart, just blame your father for what he did. Don't even think about returning to the sect. You are his son and that evil soul beast. You are just a bastard. Although the Haotian Sect has closed the mountain gate, it will not let a bastard Return to the clan."

"Seventh brother, be careful what you say, there are so many juniors watching."

The long-browed old man frowned and said with some dissatisfaction.

Hearing the word bastard, Tang San's expression suddenly became calmer. Still kneeling there, he slowly raised his head and looked at the thin elder.

"Who are you calling a bastard?"

Although he did not release the Killing God Realm, the chill released from his body at this time was even colder than before.

Tang Xiao did not stop Tang San from questioning the thin elder, and his face was livid with anger at this time.

"Just you, little bastard."

The anger on the thin elder's face was undisguised, and his body was already trembling with excitement.

"If Tang Hao hadn't caused trouble to the sect by that beast, my eldest son would not have been attacked and died by the Spirit Hall on the way to purchase for the sect."

"That's enough, Lao Qi, if you don't control your emotions, leave here."

The long-browed old man was obviously the most respected among the five elders. Hearing the thin elder's unyielding and graceless abuse, he became a little angry.

Something surprising happened, Tang San suddenly faced the thin elder and kowtowed three times in a row.

"I'm sorry, Seventh Elder. I apologize to you on behalf of my father for the mistakes he made back then. However, your real enemy should be the Spirit Hall, not our father and son."

When he said these words, Tang San's expression looked very sincere, and he kowtowed three times very hard. When he raised his head again, bloodshot eyes already appeared on his forehead.

You know, given the toughness of his skin, it was obvious that he had used unusual force to cause such damage.

And he didn't use any soul power for protection.

The thin elder sneered: