Douluo: I became Tang San’s father

"What, the Clear Sky Hammer disappeared?"

Tang Tian looked nervous and said quickly: "Release your dragon spirit and come out and have a look."

Tang Hao nodded slightly, handed the sister in his hand to his mother, and said, "Go out first, it's not easy to show off here."

He is not worried that his father and grandfather attach too much importance to the family martial arts. If they can cultivate to this level, they are not pedantic people.

It's impossible that the relationship between relatives will fade away just because he doesn't have the Clear Sky Hammer.

Tang Yuehua awakened the Ruyi Ring Martial Spirit, but he never saw that his sister had an alienated relationship with the Haotian Sect.

On the contrary, she also opened a palace etiquette academy in Tiandou City to make money and provide funds for the retired Haotian Sect at that time.

Tang Hao now doesn't have the Clear Sky Hammer, and at most he loses the right to inherit the clan.

To be honest, he didn't care about this thing.

The father and son came to a quiet place.

Upon seeing this, Tang Hao released the Blue Thunder Ice Dragon King martial spirit.

The faint dragon's power instantly covered the entire small area, and a layer of crystal frost gradually formed on the ground.

"Your martial spirit seems to be very strong. What's your name?" Tang Tian looked at it for a few times, a little surprised.

Tang Hao said: "Blue Thunder Ice Dragon King!"

"Dragon King, what a good boy, your name is quite domineering. I just don't understand why you suddenly have this martial spirit." Tang Tian was amazed, thinking that the world of soul masters was so amazing, it was hard to imagine that martial spirits could keep changing.

Tang Hao smiled: "Father, after possessing this martial spirit, my physical body strength has soared, and I am confident that I can absorb a spirit ring that is 60,000 to 70,000 years old."

"Are you sure you can really bear it? Let me assume that your physical body can bear it, but what about the soul shock?"

Tang Tian had a serious look on his face. He knew that his son had gained many opportunities and his physical strength had improved a lot. But mental strength...

Tang Hao said: "Father, don't worry, my mental power has turned into the Blue Thunder Ice Dragon King with my martial spirit. The original million-year soul ring has finally released some power, which has greatly improved my mental power. Moreover, Are there any dragons with weak mental abilities?”

Tang Tian fell into silence. After two seconds, he asked again: "You just said that your appearance has changed a lot. What exactly did it look like?"

Tang Hao released the simulated soul skill, and in one second, his face changed from an ordinary face to a high-profile one.

"this……"

Tang Tian's eyes widened, and he subconsciously touched Tang Hao's face, "He has turned into white hair and blue eyes. He is more beautiful than before, but why does he look a bit like a woman?"

"If I hadn't known that the person in front of me was my son, I would have knocked you out and sold you to Goulan."

Tang Hao: "..."

…

After some conversation, Tang Tian reluctantly believed that Tang Hao could absorb high-end soul rings, and planned to accompany him to the Star Dou Forest to hunt soul beasts.

But Tang Hao felt that it was not very safe. If he encountered the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger this time, he would hunt it no matter what.

This thing grows by devouring it, and it is currently unclear what its cultivation level is. However, whenever there is a 40,000-year period, things like Dugubo, Agedigu, and Snake Spear will all be given as gifts in the later period.

The bloodline of this soul beast is so powerful that it surpasses ninety-nine percent of the soul beasts in the Star Dou Forest.

The two found Tang Chen in the sect hall and explained the situation to him.

After some discussion, it was decided that Tang Chen and Tang Tian would accompany him.

Tang Chen alone was enough. Tang Hao could protect himself even in the core area of ​​Star Dou Forest.

But Tang Tian decided to follow him. In his own words, he had never accompanied his son to hunt a soul beast once, and he wanted his son to feel the deep love of a father.

As for the overall situation of the sect, it was temporarily left to the two elders.

All the way out of the sect, Tang Chen subconsciously let out a sigh of relief when he saw this handsome face and the majestic martial spirit.

"Hao'er, you've changed so much, I don't know if it's good or bad."

"I originally wanted you to become the leader of the Haotian Sect in the future."

"But after traveling a lot, your Clear Sky Hammer disappeared."

"Without the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Spirit, it would be difficult for you to become the leader of the entire sect."

After Tang Hao heard this, he was silent for a few seconds and said in a deep voice: "Grandpa, actually I am not interested in becoming the sect leader."

"On the contrary, I feel that my eldest brother can become a qualified leader after my grandfather and father."

"Forget it, let's not mention this. No matter what, you are my grandson, Tang Chen!" Tang Chen showed a smile, and he thought about it.

No one can say what the future holds.

…

Tiandou City, Martial Spirit Temple.

"Where's Bishop Yan Dan? Let him come out to see me quickly."

Lion Douluo carried a man with bandages all over his body to the door of the temple, and took out an Elder Token from his soul guide.

When several guards saw the token, they quickly and respectfully said: "Please wait a moment." After saying that, one person was sent in to inform.

After a while, a man with a scarred face hurried over and bowed respectfully: "I don't know if the elder is here, but Platinum Bishop Yan Dan is not far away to welcome him."

"Okay, find me a healing soul master. The Holy Son was seriously injured." Lion Douluo was in a very irritable mood and didn't want to talk nonsense to him.

"Could the person the elder is holding be the Holy Son? Who was he injured by?"

Yan Dan's expression changed. He couldn't believe that someone dared to attack the majestic Holy Son of Wuhun Palace.

"He was severely injured by a man named Lu Bu. Don't ask so many questions and go find a healing soul master as soon as possible!"

Lion Douluo coughed twice, feeling a little embarrassed. Speaking of which, Qian Xunji was seriously injured, and he was actually responsible for it.

"The elder will take the Holy Son to his room to rest first. I will go look for him immediately."

Yan Dan suppressed his doubts and made a gesture of invitation.

Lion Douluo followed his words and stepped into the Spirit Temple with Qian Xunji in his arms.

Under the guidance of the deacon, we came to a luxurious room.

After placing Qian Xunji on the big bed, Lion Douluo sat on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.

After a while, a middle-aged man opened the door to the room and walked straight in.

"Zhang Boyuan, the sixty-first-level healing soul emperor, has met the elder."

Zhang Boyuan came to Lion Douluo and bowed slightly.

Lion Douluo slowly opened his tiger eyes and said: "No need to be polite, quickly treat the Holy Son."

Zhang Boyuan said: "Sir, the straps on the Holy Son must be removed first so that I can determine which part of him is more seriously injured."

"Then take it apart."

After receiving the answer, Zhang Boyuan carefully removed the bandage. He didn't know whether it was because Qian Xunji was already in a severe coma or because he removed it gently enough.

When all the straps came off her body, Qianxun Ji didn't make a sound.

Zhang Boyuan looked at the wound and took a deep breath.

"The injuries were very serious, with multiple organs failing, not a single piece of flesh and blood intact, the bones severely damaged, and several ribs broken."

"Also, that place seems to be abandoned..."

"The only good thing is that although the Holy Son was seriously injured, his life was not in danger."

Lion Douluo frowned and asked, "Which place?"

"The crotch area may still be usable, but it has no reproductive function."

"Can it be cured?" Lion Douluo asked again.

"I'm sorry that I can't do anything. The two meatballs are rotten to the core, just like a dead leaf. No matter how much water you put, they will never regain their vitality."

Lion Douluo remained silent, feeling deep remorse in his heart.

It's all his fault. If he hadn't only been fighting with Lu Bu, why would Qian Xunji have become like this...

Seeing this, the middle-aged man released Wuhun, a green plant with oblong-elliptical leaves.

This is the healing martial spirit, King Banlangen.

With the stimulation of soul power, King Banlangen emitted a burst of soft green light and began to heal Qian Xunji's injuries.

"Since the Holy Son's life is no longer in danger, I'll go out first."

Lion Douluo sighed softly, turned around and stepped out of the room door.