Douluo: Peerless Blood Angel

Chapter 274 Contradictory and twisted

The huge chain of steel passed through the mountains and submerged into the white sea of ​​clouds. A canyon that seemed to reach straight into the abyss set it off like a ladder to heaven, or like a yoke on hell.

Tang Kui walked on this chain countless times, and it was said to be the only passage to enter the Haotian Sect in the outside world. It was said that if he was not careful, he would fall into the abyss.

As a member of the Haotian Sect, Tang Kui had always scorned such inexplicable legends about the Haotian Sect.

He can tell everyone responsibly: It is all fart. As long as he is not afraid of heights and his soles are stable enough, a dog can walk steadily through this iron chain because it is thick and wide enough.This is no longer the only way to enter the Haotian Sect, but something left out of some kind of tradition and nostalgia. It is now only used by the children in the sect to exercise their courage, and by the adults to enjoy it. The scenery is just a special scenery for meditating on spiritual practice.

That's what they say, but in fact there are very few people who come to this chain. In Tang Kui's memory from childhood, it seems that he is the only one who would walk through this chain from time to time. He is the only one who uses this chain. Use the iron chain to exercise your courage, and think about life and practice on this iron chain.

This sect is like this, leaving this iron chain in the name of tradition to remind itself of the humiliation of thousands of years ago, and remembering the bitterness and remembering the sweetness, but at the same time discarding it like worn out shoes, as if seeing it is like seeing the humiliation of the past. , I can’t wait to smash it immediately.

It's really a contradictory and weird psychology - this is what Tang Kui realized when he stepped on this iron chain for an unknown number of times.

People often say that martial souls can influence and determine a person's character and thoughts. Those with light attribute martial souls must act upright and have no room for ugliness in their eyes; those with water or life attributes must have a gentle personality and a broad mind. Tolerant of everything; people with fire-attribute martial souls must have a grumpy personality but disdain to hide themselves...

So, what about the Haotian Hammer, the number one weapon in the world that represents power?
Undoubtedly domineering?
Tang Kui once thought this was the case, and believed it firmly. He tried hard to make his character closer to the "dominance" known to the world, and learned from the styles of the legendary ancestors Tang Chen and Tang Hao.

Until he was stuck under the Super Douluo and couldn't make any progress. He broke through the title level before the age of 40 and was known as the top genius with "talent catching up with the ancestors of Tang Hao". He was reduced to an average person among hundreds of titles in the Haotian Sect. A unique member.

Days like this lasted for countless years, until he was about to die.

He stepped on the chain again, and he took out the Clear Sky Hammer, which was the same color as the chain. When he recalled the various legends within the sect, he finally came to a realization - this hammer never represented domineering, this Neither is the sect.

Contradictions and distortions are the true portrayal of everyone in this sect.

While they claim to be a hermit sect and have returned the great world to all living beings, and are complacent about it, at the same time they are beating their chests and feet because they are blocked on a high mountain and confine the power they should have. There is no lack of desire for the outside world in their words. Just like ten thousand years ago, while living by the agreement and living contentedly, at the same time, he laughed at the pedantry and stupidity of Wuhun Palace in complying with the agreement;
While they open their mouths about their sect and shut up about their family, not only can they be smashed to death for the sake of their sect, but they also ask others to do the same. They also speak and do things in a self-centered manner. If they don't go their way at all, blood will be splattered. They call this trouble-making behavior "overbearing" , just like tens of thousands of years ago, he angrily criticized Haotian Douluo for bringing unreasonable disasters to the sect, and at the same time, he hoped that the "incomparably domineering" Haotian Douluo could save the sect from danger;

In the legends about thousands of years ago, they flaunted their loyalty to love with three thousand cups of weak water and all kinds of life and death, but at the same time they used the admiration of thousands of beauties and even blood relatives to show off their loyalty to love. Satisfy your own erotic fantasies, and at the same time swear that "a man should have three wives and four concubines."Just like the current Haotian Sect...

Tang Kui lowered his head to look at the martial spirit that appeared in his hand, and a smile that was either self-deprecating or mocking others appeared at the corner of his mouth covered with gray beard.

He didn't know who this martial spirit that had reached the limit of Douluo came from. Was it the man he had called "father" all his life?Or uncle?uncle?Someone even harder to believe?

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

While they follow inexplicable traditions and regulations, imitating their ancestors' one man and one wife to express their admiration and respect, at the same time, under the leadership of two beasts, they regard women such as wives and sisters as tool-like existences... …

Yes, beast, how can a beast care about human ethics and morality?

Even though the two beasts seemed to have been castrated and never showed any interest in anyone of the opposite sex, they did not understand everything about humans and could only turn a blind eye to it.

Also, the Haotian Sect is probably no different from parasites to those two beings who are not lacking in power. To the more powerful ancestors, it is no different from dogs raised to look after homes and homes. Without directly killing the parasites and Mangy dogs are already tolerant, so why bother worrying about how a group of parasites and dogs reproduce and survive?
Tang Kui pulled up the gray robe on his body, looked down at the abyss beneath his feet, and walked towards a higher peak.

But no one has ever asked the parasite whether he wants to be a parasite, and no one cares whether the dog wants to guard the house or the nursery, or if he wants to be a wolf in the nursery.

As his thoughts turned around, he crossed over the damaged space barrier that was glowing with blue light - just like the legend outside, the Haotian Sect, which is located on the top of the peak and should be colder the higher it is, is actually quite warm.It has nothing to do with being close to the sun, this is just a special space.

It not only has the function of providing spring all year round, it is also a city, a city on the top of a small mountain that accommodates tens of thousands of people from the Haotian Sect.

Yes, there are tens of thousands of people. This is another place that is different from the outside world's inexplicable speculations about the Haotian Sect.

The outside world always thinks that the Haotian Sect is still a sect. It should have a population of hundreds or even thousands and a dozen titled Douluo. The more extreme speculation is that the Haotian Sect has one or two extremely powerful people. …

This is the reason why Tang Kui scorned the external legends - that land has been away from Haotian Sect for too long, and he has forgotten what Haotian Sect is like.If they continue to spread rumors like this, sooner or later they will lose their respect for Haotian Sect.

They have also forgotten what a concept of more than ten thousand years is.

More than [-] years are enough for the descendants of an ordinary couple to spread all over the earth, and this is still under the realistic conditions of wars, natural disasters, and food restrictions-but the Haotian Sect has no natural disasters, no wars, and no food restrictions.

They have an unlimited supply of materials across the entire continent, an environment with the most abundant energy in the world, and the "tyranny" of being able to avoid fighting as soon as they shine their martial souls...

They don't even have the most common birth restriction among soul masters - that is a hardship that only occurs when the quality of martial souls is extremely high, not in the Haotian Sect.

The Clear Sky Hammer is stable and suitable for reproduction.

If the world hadn't sensed something and put some vague restrictions on this mountain top, the number of tens of thousands of people might have increased dozens or hundreds of times.

The number of Haotian Sect titles will not only be a few hundred, but tens of thousands, and the number of Super Douluo will also skyrocket as a result - they who stand at the pinnacle of the continent still have the power to select talented and beautiful people from the world. The mother body of the Supreme Choice.

They are also protected by gods, and they never worry about the innate soul power of their descendants.

The so-called geniuses, the so-called inner court students, may be nothing in this sect.

But these are gone now.

Pieces of ruins, and corpses that had not been restrained came into Tang Kui's eyes. There were men, women, old people, and children...

He closed his eyes in pain, almost two months had passed, and every time he saw this scene, his heart, an extremely strong man, twitched faintly.

These are only a very small part, there are more falling into the abyss, and even more turning into powder.

They could have escaped and wouldn't have suffered such heavy losses.

But they have forgotten how to escape. The fights and killings in the soul master world and the seclusion of the sect also represent the long-term peace. They have never seen the fighting and disaster. They have lost their perception of danger. When the disaster comes, they will It’s too late to escape;
They also thought that they did not have to escape. It was the first time in thousands of years that their ancestors had truly come to the Haotian Sect. When they were immersed in the carnival and joy, who would have thought that disaster would happen, and who would have thought that the battle would happen so unexpectedly?
How could they think of escaping?

How could they realize the power of divine warfare?
Even if they have been with the gods for thousands of years, or even nearly ten thousand years.

When they realized that they were nothing more than parasites and vicious dogs that were unnecessary for guarding the home, they finally remembered that they still had legs and could still escape.

Unfortunately, there is no escape. The city that used to shelter them from the cold wind on the top of the mountain has turned into a prison of death.The space has been blocked.

Only a lucky few survived.

No one cares about the survival and reproduction of parasites, and no one cares about what the vicious dogs guarding the home think.

While it preaches that blood relatives are against scales and will die if touched, its loyalty to the sect can be seen in the sun and the moon, but it does not care about its life and death and allows it to turn into ashes.

It is the ancestor of the Clear Sky Sect, and it also has the Clear Sky Hammer martial spirit.

It is also contradictory and twisted.

"Ayin, my Ayin..."

"Have you had enough mourning?!" The painful wailing that seemed to seep into his soul, and the thunderous roar brought Tang Kui back from his sadness.

It's not an exaggeration, it's a thunderous volume that can really deafen people's ears.

"Instead of mourning here, why don't you go find your Ah Yin with a stone! How can you be so drunk and crying here that you still look like a man?!" The thunderous voice sounded again.

Tang Kui followed the voice and stepped forward.

A slovenly man with unkempt hair and beard who looked like a beggar was holding a wine jar and crying at the same time.

Tang Kui lowered his eyes. He was yet another contradictory and twisted member of the Haotian Sect - while crying and talking about a woman who might have died, he didn't even dare to commit suicide to accompany her. He could only show him through degradation and sinking. A very passionate piece of trash.

Tang Kui knew him. When this man was crying and lying in front of the Haotian Sect, he couldn't even believe that this was the person he had tried to imitate, the man who was known as the best interpreter of domineering - Haotian Douluo Tang Hao.

So what kind of garbage was he imitating in the first place?
Tang Kui had this question sincerely.

"Ah Kui." The thunderous voice sounded again, and Tang Kui lowered his head even lower.

But even if his head was almost buried in his chest, he could still see the huge shadow and smell the insoluble smell of blood.

All of these are manifestations of serious injuries, and all are the result of the battle between gods - they can no longer even maintain their human form.

"I'm here, Second Sect Master." He responded as humbly as before.

"How many corpses have been recovered?" Another voice with a slightly lower volume but not much smaller sounded, with a certain deep tiredness and exhaustion. "How many living people are there in the sect now?"

"This is the great sect master, we cannot recover the corpses left outside." Tang Kui shook his head, his words full of disappointment and sorrow, "There are currently less than two thousand active people in the sect, and there are still about thirty people with titles and above. ——”

"Ah Yin, Ah Yin, that monster in the mistress's skin is not our son after all..." The sad aria that sounded like an opera singer at a noble ball came out again, interrupting Tang Kui's speech.

——So, this is an actor who interprets affection to the core, just like his so-called dominance.

"Sect Master, let me take him down first." Before the muffled thunder sounded again, Tang Kui seemed to be unable to bear this scene and put forward his own suggestion.

"Go, remember not to waste drinks on this loser, we are short of everything now." Tang Kui did not raise his head until he took Tang Hao away, but the beast's eyes must have been filled with disgust and impatience.

Bodies and ruins could be seen everywhere along the way. After placing Tang Hao in the only camp that could still be seen in the cold wind, Tang Kui nodded slightly towards a few people who were maintaining order and lighting bonfires.

They are also members of the Haotian Sect.

They are also contradictory and twisted - while enjoying the protection of the so-called divine masters, they also feel extremely humiliated by the two beasts hanging above their heads.

Not to mention the Tang family, they are not even human! ! !

That huge beast body said it all.

"Brother, why do you think that person suddenly attacked us?"

Tang Kui came to the giant beast again, his thunderous voice lowered a little. It seemed to be afraid that this discussion would shock the people in heaven.

"You have asked this question countless times, second brother. I can only answer that I don't know."

Tang Kui raised his head, and another monster like a python with a bull's head was responding to the monkey lying on the ground, seemingly unable to stand up.

The huge beast body has explained everything - the war between gods has passed for a long time, and their flesh and skin are still curled up, with horrific wounds all over their bodies.

"Second Sect Master, I think Lord Poseidon thinks you can go die." Tang Kui's smiling, old face was reflected in the giant beast's huge pupils.

And the black giant hammer that blocks out the sky and the sun.

Behind the giant hammer were countless hammers, big or small, with flames or thunder.

"What are you going to do?! I watched you all grow up, and I gave you soul rings!" The heavy hammer cracked the earth, causing an unwilling roar.

"You should get used to it. Aren't you the ones who grew up watching the rabbit that led you to death thousands of years ago?" Tang Kui replied.

While they are disdainful of this group of dispensable parasites, they are arbitrarily arranging their future and consider themselves their protectors.

They are contradictory and twisted.

Their surname is not Tang, but they are also members of the Haotian Sect.

　good night

　　
　
(End of this chapter)