Douluo: Legend of the Ancestral Dragon

　　 "Zhuqing, little raccoon dog." Ao Tian shouted.

　　 He took out two golden dragon scales, which were engraved with the names of Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Tan.

　　 "This is a gift for you."

　　 Zhu Zhuqing and Xiaoli showed surprise in an instant, their eyes were shining, and they couldn't look away.

　　 They recognize this type of dragon scale. Xiao Wu, Gu Yuena, Qian Renxue, and Bibi Dong all have one in their hands. This is the status symbol of Aotian woman.

　　 Xiao Wu once showed them the power of dragon scales, which made them envious.

　　 Xiao Wu said, this is a treasure that is stronger than the artifact.

　　 Unexpectedly, they could even have it.

　　 At this moment, endless ecstasy and happiness filled their hearts.

　　 The surprise came too suddenly, and the two of them were stunned for a while.

　　 "What are you trying to do? Thank you, Brother Tian." Xiao Wu quietly stabbed Zhu Zhuqing and reminded.

　　 "Thank God... Brother Tian." Zhu Zhuqing took the dragon scale and shouted shyly.

　　 Her pretty face was already flushed, she had already yelled countless times in her dream this time, and she finally yelled it today.

　　 "Thank you, brother." The little raccoon also took his gift and was overjoyed.

　　 Ao Tian smiled and said, "Xiao Wu, when you have time, you can tell them about the function of this dragon scale."

　　 "Okay, leave it to me." Xiao Wu said, clapping her chest.

　　 After a while, Xiao Wu asked, "Brother Tian, ​​now the Soul Master Competition is over, where shall we go next?"

　　 Ao Tiandao: "I won't go anywhere, you will stay in Wuhun City to practice in the next few days."

　　 "Hmm." The girls nodded.

　　……

　　 Early in the morning, Tang Hao took Tang San out of the forest where he was resting for one night, and hurried to the nearest big city.

　　 Tang Hao had to let Tang San recover as soon as possible, so as not to delay Tang San's cultivation.

　　 In the city, the father and son spent money to hire a senior soul healer for treatment.

　　 Tang San recovered most of his injuries, and the rest, thanks to his strong body's resilience, would soon be able to recover on his own.

　　 The injuries in Tang Hao's body are not so easy to treat, and the effect of treatment is not obvious.

　　 But he doesn't care. With his cultivation base, this injury can still be recovered as long as it takes time.

　　 It happened that Tang San also needed several years of hard training, enough time.

　　 The father and son entered the city in the morning and left in the afternoon.

　　 Tang Hao led the way, and Tang San followed behind in strides.

　　 Tang Hao walked in the direction of the Heaven Dou Empire, not on the road, but specifically looking for complex terrain to advance.

　　 "Dad, where are we going now?" Tang San asked curiously behind.

Tang Hao said, "From now on, I will conduct a series of training for you. The Spirit Hall has already started on you, and you have no retreat. You can only make yourself stronger in a short period of time. Otherwise, you will be in your entire life. Can only live in a dark corner like a mouse."

　　 Tang San clenched his fists, his face firm, and said: "Dad, don't worry, I will definitely complete your training in the shortest time."

　　 Tang Hao nodded slightly, and said, "This time on the road will last for half a month, so you should be mentally prepared."

　　 "Dad, I can hold on." Tang San said.

　　 Tang Hao stopped talking, and silently led the way in front of him, choosing to walk in remote places.

　　 Following Tang San hesitated for a moment, and still asked what he wanted to know the most.

　　 "Dad...Is my mother killed by Wuhun Hall?"

　　 As soon as Tang San finished speaking, Tang Hao stopped abruptly and turned to look at Tang San.

　　 The slumping temperament on his body instantly disappeared, his aura was fully opened, his fierce gaze was like two lightning strikes on Tang San, making Tang San feel a burst of pain.

The violent fluctuating emotions flashed across Tang Hao's face, his explosive aura quickly subsided, and he calmly said: "Don't ask about this matter again. With your current strength, you don't have the qualifications to understand the truth. I want to. If you know the answer, let yourself become stronger as soon as possible. When you meet my requirements, I will naturally tell you the answer."

　　 After speaking, he turned around and moved on.

　　 Tang San stood on the spot, his fists clenched tightly, almost grabbing his palms, and a strong hatred appeared on his face.

　　 Although his father didn't tell him the answer just now, how could he not guess from his father's violently fluctuating emotions?

　　 My mother's death must be inseparable from Wuhun Palace!

　　 Remembering that he hadn't been loved by his mother since he was a child, and had never seen his mother, the hatred in Tang San's heart became more and more out of control.

　　 "Wuhundian, one day, I, Tang San, will let you pay for it!" Tang San roared with hatred in his heart!

　　 "Catch up!" Tang Hao's flat voice came from the front.

　　 Tang San just woke up from the intense hatred, and quickly followed in his father's footsteps.

　　 Half a month later, the father and son stopped in front of a high rolling mountain range.

　　 Tang Hao carried his hands on his shoulders, looked up at the towering mountains in front of him, and said:

　　 "In the next two years, I will be here to give you special training. I hope you can meet my requirements within two years."

　　 Hearing his father's words, Tang San's fighting spirit arose in his heart and said, "Dad, don't worry, I will definitely be able to do it."

"good."

　　 Tang Hao strode in, Tang San firmly followed...

　　……

　　 At this time, Tiandou City, the gate of Shrek Academy.

　　 The master who had just come from the family and Liu Erlong stood here, looking at the scene inside Shrek Academy.

　　 The predecessor of this academy was called Lanba Academy, and it was also well-known in Tiandou City. In particular, recruiting students does not need to look at the status of the students. As long as the talent is sufficient, ordinary children can also enter here to study.

　　 Therefore, a large number of young soul masters come here every year to study. Although the Blue Tyrant Academy is not as large as the Royal Academy, there are still a lot of students. A genius remembers 噺バ一Chinese m.x/8/1/z/w.c/o/m/

　　 Now, the master and Liu Erlong are standing at the gate of the academy. All they see are depression and desertedness, and never see the lively scene of the past.

　　The master's brows have been frowning, and he looks like he is thinking about it.

　　 Liu Erlong sighed: "Let's go in."

　　 When the two came to the gate, Liu Erlong stopped and asked the guard: "What's the matter? How can the college be so deserted?"

　　 The guard is still used to calling Liu Erlong the dean, and quickly replied: "Dean, since the team that participated in the Soul Master Contest finals came back ten days ago, some scandals in our college have spread in Tiandou City."

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　　 Master's face was shaking, an anger was already brewing.

　　 "What scandal?" he asked with anger.

　　 "It's the scandal between Dai Mubai and his sister-in-law, and...and..." The guard hesitated and didn't dare to continue.

　　 "What else?" the master asked in a cold voice.

"Master, you have been punished for half a month in Wuhun City. I don’t know who sent the news. It described your tragic experience vividly, saying that you are coveting the pope’s beauty and trying to strengthen the pope. , That's why he was punished by the Pope. Even...even..."

Master 　　 showed an icy breath, shouting loudly: "Even what?"

　　 The guard did not dare to offend the master, and quickly replied: "Even in Tiandou City, there are many storytellers telling the story of you and Dai Mubai from morning to night every day. The audience is full of audiences, and they all clapped their hands and applauded."

　　 "Puff!"

Master 　　 couldn't bear it anymore, his anger attacked his heart, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his head was dizzy and almost fell.

　　 "Xiao Gang!" Liu Erlong hurriedly supported the master and shouted distressedly.

　　 "I'm fine." The master pushed Liu Erlong's hand away, panting heavily, then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and walked into the academy in despair.

　　 Liu Erlong felt distressed when he saw the appearance of the master.

　　 She knows that the master's long-term wish is to hope that her theory can be recognized by the world, get rid of her own wasteful name, and become a respected true master.

　　 However, things backfired. He has now become a notorious, lecherous pervert that everyone scolds, and his reputation is completely ruined.

　　 This is even more uncomfortable than killing him. This is a torture of the soul. It will be like a nightmare, hard to get rid of.

　　 It's no wonder that the master would vomit blood with anger after hearing this news, and it was considered fine without fainting.

　　 "What nonsense are you talking about!" Liu Erlong scolded the guard, and strode towards the master.

　　 The door guard squinted his eyes, glanced at the desolate and staggered figure of the master, and sneered in disdain.

　　 "Disgusting old things, I have done them all, and I am afraid that others will say... Our dean is so beautiful, why is his vision so bad? It's really cheap for this old thing..."

　　……

　　 "Xiaogang, Xiaogang, wait for me." Liu Erlong ran after him, reaching out to help the crumbling master.

　　 Master's face has an unlovable look.

　　 Someone actually hyped up his deeds in Wuhun City in Tiandou City and exaggerated the elements. This feeling is even more uncomfortable than the half month when Bibi Dong was tortured.

　　 This time, his reputation is completely ruined.

　　He has reason to believe that this incident is definitely a ghost behind Wuhundian, deliberately discrediting his image.

　　 He can imagine that not only in Tiandou City, but also in other corners of Douluo Continent, there are countless storytellers who are vilifying his reputation.

　　Walking in the academy, the students who have not left are also quietly pointing at the master, talking with contempt.

When Master 　　 saw this scene, he felt a hundred times more uncomfortable than eating flies.

　　 "Bibi Dong, you have such a vicious heart. If this revenge is not reported, I, Yu Xiaogang, swear not to be a man!"

Master 　　 screamed tragically, another spout of blood spurted out, his eyes rolled, and he was fainted with anger in Liu Erlong's arms.

　　 "Xiaogang, what's the matter with you?" Liu Erlong shouted anxiously, quickly picked up the master and ran inside.

　　It didn't take long for Flanders, Zao Wou-ki and others to gather here in the master's room.

　　 There is a teacher who is good at healing is treating the master.

　　 "The dean can rest assured that there is nothing serious about the master, just now it was just anxious, pay attention to rest for two days and it will be fine." The teacher in charge of the treatment put away his soul skills and said to Liu Erlong.

　　 Liu Erlong and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

　　 At this moment, the master slowly opened his eyes and regained consciousness.

　　 "Xiaogang, you are awake." Liu Erlong hurriedly helped Master sit up.

　　 "How do you feel?" she asked.

　　Master's complexion improved a lot, and he smiled bitterly: "I'm fine."

　　 Flender sighed: "Xiao Gang, Erlong has already told us what happened just now. Now there are people everywhere slandering your reputation. We are equally angry, but there is no way. There are too many storytellers."

　　 Master sneered, and said: "This must be instructed by the Spirit Hall behind the scenes. How can we beat them with our strength?"

　　 Flander frowned and said, "Look, can we ask Xue Qinghe to help? With him, it should be possible to prevent this from happening again."

　　Master shook his head and said, "It's useless, the Spirit Hall wants to fix me, so how come it's only in Tiandou City? I'm afraid this scene is happening where there is Spirit Hall on the mainland."

　　 "Bibi Dong, you vicious woman." Liu Erlong gritted his teeth.

　　 "Then just let this matter go? This will do a lot of damage to your reputation." Flender said.

Master 　　 sighed: "This matter is a foregone conclusion, we have nothing we can do."

　　 Hearing what the master said, everyone in the room felt uncomfortable.

　　The master changed the conversation and said, "But...this hatred, Yu Xiaogang, has been written down."

　　 Flender moved in his heart and asked, "Xiaogang, do you have any idea?"

　　Master nodded and said: "The people are stupid. Whatever others say, they believe."

　　 As he spoke, he sneered and said, "However, history is written by the victors. As long as the Wuhun Temple is destroyed, it will be her Bibi Dong, not Yu Xiaogang, who will be stinking for thousands of years!"

　　 Everyone understood what the master meant, and all nodded in agreement.

　　 Liu Erlong said heartbrokenly: "Xiaogang, with our current strength, I don't know when we want to destroy the Wuhun Temple. You are so infamy and spurned by others. I feel uncomfortable."

The master smiled freely, and said: "Little San once said, so the heavens will give the power to the people, and they must first suffer from their will. These despicable acts of the Wuhun Temple, are they not a kind of tempering for my Dao Xin? I will Turn this shame into an unyielding fighting spirit, and one day Bibi Dong will pay the price he deserves for his actions!"

　　 "Xiao Gang, it will definitely happen, there will be one day." Liu Erlong said, tears gleaming in his eyes.

　　 "There will be such a day." Flander also said.

　　 Master nodded, the previous despair has disappeared, and the confident smile returned to his face.

　　 It's just that the discomfort was only suppressed by him, and it didn't disappear.

　　 He looked at Flanders and asked, "Boss Fred, what else happened during the period when Erlong and I were away?"

　　 Flender said: "Oscar and Ma Hongjun have gone out together to experience ~ www.readwn.com~ I have set a goal for them. If they don't become the soul king, they are definitely not allowed to come back."

　　Master nodded, and said: "With their talents, and according to the cultivation method I have formulated for them, it is easy to cultivate to the Soul King within a few years. What else?"

　　 "The Great Xue Ye is going to die soon," Flender said.

　　 "What?" The master exclaimed, sitting upright for a few minutes, staring straight at Flander.

Flander said: "The team had already returned to Heaven Dou City ten days ago. I don't know if the result of the Soul Master Contest makes it difficult for your majesty to accept. Within a few days, his condition worsened. I heard that it has already happened. At the point where you are dying, and the will has been written. I think your Majesty may not be able to hold on for a few days."

Master 　　 showed joy on his face and said: "Okay, Xue Qinghe is finally ready to succeed. He has formed an alliance with us. As long as he succeeds, he can implement the policy of boycotting Wuhun Palace."

　　 "No, I have to congratulate him myself." With that, he was about to get off the bed.

　　 But after thinking about it, he stopped again and said, "No, I'm going to congratulate him now. Isn't that cursing your Majesty to die?"

　　 Liu Erlong chuckled and said, "What are you worried about? After he becomes the emperor, it will not be too late for us to find him."

　　 "Yes, Erlong, you are thoughtful, hahaha..." The master laughed loudly.

　　 Seeing that the master was in a much better mood, Flanders finally felt relieved.

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