Douluo’s Stealing the Ten Thousand Realms System

Walking to Tang San, Tang Ritian continued: "Release your Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit, and then feel it with your heart. Although you have just broken through level 50 and your mental power is still very weak, as long as you feel it with your heart, you should be able to Perceive something. This is also the key to whether you can obtain this spirit ring."

Tang San nodded, although he didn't quite understand what Tang Ritian meant, he slowly closed his eyes and released the Martial Spirit Blue Silver Grass. Spiritual power also diffused out.

Although Tang San had just reached level fifty, without the wisdom skull of the fairy grass looking through the autumn water and the spirit cohesion, his mental strength was far inferior to the original.

However, he had cultivated the "Purple Demon Eye", Tang Sect's unique eye training method, and his mental power was still much stronger than that of a spirit master of the same level.

Therefore, it is not a problem to release a little mental power.

After a cup of tea time.

Tang San slowly opened his eyes and shook his head gently, "Dad, I didn't feel anything."

"Can't feel anything?" Tang Ri's eyes flashed with surprise, and he said in his heart, didn't Xiao San inherit the blood of A Yin?

Thinking of this, Tang Ritian immediately released his titled Douluo-level powerful mental power. In the center of the quaint forest, I sensed the existence of the Blue Silver King.

On the other side, after the Blue Silver King touched Tang Ritian’s mental power, he also found him and Tang San, and mobilized his spiritual power to transmit sound, "Where is the so-called human being?

Hearing the words directly in his mind, Tang San's pupils shrank suddenly and looked at Tang Ritian, "Dad, is this?"

Tang Ritian waved his hand, motioned Tang San not to speak, and immediately replied with mental energy: "I am A Yin's husband, this is my child and her. This time I want you to help this child awaken the Lan Yin Emperor bloodline. ?"

"Are you the husband and children of the previous master?" The Blue Silver King's voice resounded again, echoing in the minds of Tang Ritian and Tang San.

The last master?

Hearing these four words, Tang Ritian and Tang San looked at each other and frowned at the same time.

Tang Ritian continued to reply: "Yes, my name is Tang Hao. This is Tang San, A Yin's son and I."

After thinking about it for a moment, the Blue Silver King’s Spiritual Power Transmission said: "You can call the name of the previous master, and you also know that there should be no lie. Come in, don’t hurt the Blue Silver Grass here. Those are the master’s sons. people."

Tang Ritian nodded lightly, leading Tang San all the way cautiously towards the position of the Blue Silver King.

Soon, the two arrived at the place where the Blue Silver King was.

This is a very old vine, with an old face condensed in the center of the vine. Looking at Tang Ritian and Tang San with a vigilant expression.

"The two are the husband and son of Master A Yin?" King Lan Yin asked.

"Yes, this is the child of A Yin and I." Tang Ritian pointed to Tang San.

"Huh--" King Lan Yin frowned, a trace of doubt appeared on the condensed old face, "I didn't feel Master A Yin's breath in him."

Tang Ritian said: "Could it be a mistake, Xiao San's martial arts indeed inherited my Clear Sky Hammer and Ah Yin's Blue Silver Grass. Xiao San, release your Blue Silver Grass."

Tang San nodded lightly, and said, "Yes, Dad."

While talking, Tang San raised his right hand, a faint white light appeared on the surface of his skin, and then, a dark blue blue silver grass condensed from his palm.

Yellow, yellow and purple, four clear rings of light rose from under his feet, and brilliant rays of light hovered up and down around his body.

King Blue Silver shook his head and said, "I am really surprised that you can cultivate Blue Silver Grass to this level, but this is just ordinary Blue Silver Grass. I don't feel the master's breath on it. No matter, let me. try again."

While talking, King Lan Yin stretched out a vine with the thickness of a baby's arm, slowly winding towards Tang San.

Seeing the Blue Silver King vine entwined, Tang San was shocked, and subconsciously prepared to take action.

Tang Ritian stopped him aloud, "Little San, don't resist, he won't hurt you."

Hearing his father's words, Tang San settled a little, nodded lightly, letting the Blue Silver King vine wrap around him.

The Blue Silver King did not hurt Tang San. The vine did not tighten after entangled with Tang San, only walking around him a few times.

After a while, King Lan Yin retracted the vine and sighed: "I'm really sorry, I didn't feel Master A Yin's breath in Tang San's little friend at all, so I couldn't let the people make sacrifices for him. It might be Tang San. Little friend did not inherit the blood of Master A Yin like my great king!"

Did Tang San inherit the blood of the Blue Silver Emperor?

The pupils of Tang Ritian and Tang San suddenly shrank, and their hearts felt like a bolt from the blue.

Especially Tang San, his face was even more pale, almost turning into an eggplant.

By this time, he was not stupid, and he didn't know that his father Tang Ritian brought him here to get the chance. But now that the cooked duck just flew away because he didn't inherit his mother's blood.

Tang Ritian frowned and asked the Blue Silver King: "Then who is your current king?"

Blue Silver King said: "Human powerhouse, I'm sorry, I can't disclose the king's information."

Eyes moved slightly, and Tang Ritian changed the way of asking, "I also have a son named Clan, whose spirit is the Blue Silver Emperor, is your new master him?"

The King of Blue Silver was taken aback, with a suspicious expression on his face, "Your surname is Tang, which is different from our king. Why are you father and son?"

Tang Ritian breathed a sigh of relief after hearing that the king in King Lan Yin's mouth was a clan.

Immediately after ~www.ltnovel.com~ there was a trace of pain on his face, "It doesn't matter if this matter is not mentioned, in short, my father and son are sorry for him. Then can you help Xiaosan get the fifth spirit ring?"

King Lan Yin shook his head and said: "Our people in Lan Yincao have accepted the king's blessing and will only make sacrifices to the king. As for whether you have a father-son relationship with the king, I will ask the king for verification in the future."

Hearing this, Tang Ritian exhaled a long breath, with a helpless look on his face, patted Tang San on the shoulder lightly, and sighed: "Little San, let's go."

Tang San nodded slightly, his heart was full of unwillingness. It was both clan and clan. Why was the benefit all his?

When the two walked out of the forest, Tang Ritian looked at Tang San, his face turned extremely solemn, and said with a serious face: "Little San, from now on, you must take everything I say to your heart and remember it forever."

It was the first time that Tang San saw his father Tang Ritian so serious, nodded firmly, and said, "Dad, please say it."

Tang Ritian solemnly said: "Little San, from today onwards, you don't have the spirit of Lan Yincao! Never attach a spirit ring to it again. You will only repair the Clear Sky Hammer in the future."

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