Douluo: Miss Tangmen, she burst into the audience

Chapter 1 Expulsion from Clear Sky Sect

"Go away, little bastard, if it weren't for your young age, I would definitely kill you on the spot!"

At the entrance of the village, a thin elder casually threw the girl in his hand out.

Tang Qingxi rolled several times on the ground before barely standing up, looking back at the old man with cold eyes: "I'm not a bastard!"

"Isn't it? If your mother's bitch hadn't died early, I would have killed her directly today!" The skinny old man's face was full of anger, "My son's Haotian Hammer Wuhun, your mother is a sword Wuhun, aren't you Can a hybrid awaken a plant spirit?"

The old man couldn't stop cursing: "My son died in the hands of Wuhundian. I thought there was a posthumous child as a thought, but it turned out to be a bastard! You bastard deserves to die! Tang Hao, the person who killed my son, deserves to die too! Get out, get out now, or you will die!"

"I said, I'm not a bastard." Tang Qingxi looked at the old man as if he were looking at a dead person.

She is still young now, only 6 years old, and has just awakened her martial spirit, but one day, she will kill this person!
She is the majestic owner of Yihua Palace, she has been in the world for several years, and she has never suffered such humiliation!

After finishing speaking, Tang Qingxi turned around and walked towards the mountains outside the village.

She won't say anything provocative and courteous, but she holds grudges.

Thinking that she was born in the Tang Sect in the middle of Sichuan in her last life, and she has amazing talent since she was a child. She is not the oldest in the same generation, but only she can bear the name of Miss Tang Family.

Although the elders of the Tang Sect were a bit stupid, they forced her out of the Tang Sect.

By coincidence, she was transferred to Yihua Palace, and her cultivation speed shocked everyone, step by step she climbed to the position of the master of Yihua Palace, and she became the top five in Huashan's swordsmanship.

Unexpectedly, by an accident, he came to this world dominated by martial spirits, turned into a baby, and became one of the third generation disciples of the so-called Haotian School.

To be so humiliated and expelled from the sect on the day when the martial spirit was awakened.

Tang Qingxi knew very well that her blood was fine, but her Haotian Hammer Wuhun couldn't be awakened.

It's a pity that people from this sect are not only cowardly, but also stupid.

Raising his left hand, a black plum blossom surrounded by icy cold air, such a martial spirit appeared in the palm of his hand.

This is indeed a martial soul that has nothing to do with his parents. It originated from Tang Qingxi himself. This is the symbol of Yihua Palace in the previous life-Moyu plum blossom.

"Moyu Meihua is in hand, Haotianzong, wait for me!" With a flick of his sleeves, Tang Qingxi did not turn his head, and his figure gradually disappeared into the jungle.

"Elder Seven, this is a six-year-old child after all, and there are countless soul beasts in this group of mountains..." A person behind the thin elder said with some embarrassment.

"She deserves to die. If it weren't for her young age, I would have done it directly." The skinny elder snorted coldly, turned around and left.

One month later, in the meeting hall of the Pope's Palace in Wuhun City.

The young Tang Qingxi was brought into the hall by a bishop, and then she was left alone, and the bishop withdrew respectfully.

In the extremely spacious meeting hall, Tang Qingxi was the only one, appearing very silent.

Tang Qingxi stopped and stood without looking sideways, waiting quietly.

Although the surroundings are resplendent and resplendent, she was also a top existence in the Jianghu back then, what treasures have not been seen before.

The three-meter-high arch opened, and a soft voice sounded: "Are you the child from the Haotian School?"

"That's right!" Tang Qingxi responded with a loud voice, and fixed her eyes on the arch.

The famous Pope of the Wuhun Temple was quite surprised to have the opportunity to meet her, and he was looking forward to what this person would be like.

Soon a woman came out of the archway.

He was tall and slender, wearing a luxurious black robe inlaid with gold patterns, and his long hair was tied up behind him.

His fair skin and almost perfect face, coupled with the invisible nobility and holiness exuding from his body, make people unable to help but feel the emotion of worship.

Of course, this is not the case for Tang Qingxi, she always looked calm, only after the woman appeared, she half-bent down to mean: "I have seen the Pope."

Bibi Dong also looked at the girl standing in the middle of the hall, she was very young, her face was clearly childish, but her eyes were deep and dark like a child's.

There are still unhealed scars on his cheeks. It is said that this child walked through a group of mountains alone.

Slowly coming to Tang Qingxi, seeing Tang Qingxi looking straight at him without fear, Bibidong raised his hand and stroked the scar on her face.

"Come on, child." Her voice was softer, she bent down and took Tang Qingxi's hand, and led her to a seat beside her to sit down.

"Why did you leave the Clear Sky School?" Bibi Dong chatted about the business.

Tang Qingxi raised his hand and showed his martial soul: "Because my father is the Haotian Hammer martial soul, my mother is the sword martial soul, and my martial soul is this."

Bibi Dong looked at the ink-colored flowers in Tang Qingxi's hands, and was a little confused: "I have read many classics in the Wuhun Palace, but I don't know what your Wuhun is."

"Really, I don't know what it is anyway." Tang Qingxi shrugged her shoulders. She recognized it, but it is indeed the first time that this martial spirit may appear in this world with a high probability.

Unless there is a very small probability, there is a senior from Yihua Palace who came to this world before her.

"Then give it a name, just type it in." Bibi Dong was still gentle, with a hint of earnestness and temptation in her tone.

"In short, when I awakened, I was born with full soul power. Anyway, this shouldn't be a waste martial soul. Can I join the Wuhun Palace and be cultivated by the Wuhun Palace? I hope that one day, I can return to the Clear Sky School , and then return all the humiliation they gave me. At that time, I can also lead you the way."

Tang Qingxi has lived in two lifetimes, and has remembered things since he was a child. He has basically heard about the grievances and grievances between Haotianzong and Wuhundian from the conversations of those Haotian people.

This is also the reason why she came to the Heaven Dou Imperial City after a narrow escape, and went directly to the Wuhun Hall.

She also knew very well what the dignified Pope was trying to do by putting down his airs and treating her so tenderly.

Hearing this, Bibi Dong was silent for a moment before saying: "You really don't look like a six-year-old child."

Tang Qingxi tilted his head, and then reluctantly looked at the children's attitude: "Is this not good, it means that I will not be a fool, and I have innate soul power, you can train me with confidence."

"And..." Tang Qingxi raised his hand.

A black light flashed, and the petals of Wuhun in Tang Qingxi's hands scattered, lingering around the two of them: "This should increase my value."

Bibi Dong also couldn't help showing amazement: "Innate talent field? Your martial soul is stronger than I expected."

Tang Qingxi took back the domain, twirling a petal and playing with it in his hand: "I named this Wuhun Moyu Plum Blossom."

"Okay, it's called Mo Yumei Blossom." Bibi Dong agreed, stood up again, and stretched out her hand to Tang Qingxi.

Tang Qingxi put his little hand into his palm with kindness.

Bibi Dong led her to walk out gradually, her soft and melodious voice echoed in the hall: "From today on, you are my disciple."

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