Douluo: My Sharingan is not serious

"Okay, don't cry when you lose."

Tang San was so smart, he knew everything.

He knew.

These three generations of leaders must have a lot to do with the succession of the future leader.

He was determined to get the position of leader of Haotian Sect.

Otherwise, how could he lead Haotian Sect to greatness again!

What's more, he came to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestral home not to atone for his father's sins, but to take revenge on Wuhun Hall and Ye Qiu.

"Hmph! Don't look down on me! Who wins and who loses will be decided by the hammer!"

Tang Long's face changed and he said seriously.

"Let's go, let's go see the leader quickly, I guess they have been waiting for a long time."

After the words fell.

Tang Long took Tang San and others into the main building of Haotian Sect.

The architecture of Haotian Sect does not feel luxurious at all, but it is not simple either.

The biggest feature of the whole is the word heavy.

Entering the main building of the sect, which is the castle-like place, through the wide hall, and climbing up to the second floor from the inner staircase.

On the way, I saw many disciples of the Haotian Sect.

All of them were dressed in gray. Brother Tang Long brought Tang San to an archway on the innermost side of the second floor and stopped.

Tang Long raised his hand and patted the door twice.

"Master, we have brought Tang San here, and his two friends are here too."

"Come in."

A deep and deep voice sounded from the room.

It sounded surprisingly kind to Tang San, because this voice was at least 80% similar to his dead father Tang Hao.

Tang Long pushed open the door and walked in first.

Tang Tian and Tang Yu did not follow him in, but stood at the door.

This is a room of more than 100 square meters.

The furnishings inside are simple, with a wide table, a bookcase covering two walls, and two long sofas.

As soon as I entered the door, I was attracted by the tall figure behind the table.

He was over two meters tall, with a strong back, a face as sharp as a knife, and short gray hair.

He was also wearing a simple gray robe, but he stood there, like the core of the castle.

Two meters tall might not be considered particularly tall, but if Tang San had to use a word to describe the man in front of him, then he could only think of the word majestic.

His father Tang Hao's eyes were cloudy, which was caused by an old injury.

The man in front of him, who was clearly 70% similar to his father, looked a little younger than Tang Hao. His piercing eyes were like torches, and he stared at Tang San at once.

The magnificent and unrestrained aura without any disguise came overwhelmingly, and a huge pressure enveloped Tang San at once.

But cleverly, this pressure bypassed Tang Long and did not affect him at all.

Tang Long was not weak, and hurriedly stepped aside with a slightly changed face.

When he looked at Tang San again, he couldn't help but be a little more shocked.

Tang San walked into the room.

Facing the pressure, his expression did not change at all. His feet formed a T-shape, his back was straight, and his face was full of pride.

Evil Blood Douluo frowned slightly, his lips moved.

Tang San was stunned, his knees bent, and his body was vaguely visible. He could see two layers of light, one black and one red, floating on the surface of his skin.

He fell to his knees with a plop.

He bowed to the man behind the table who released a magnificent aura.

"Tang San pays respect to the sect master."

Six simple words, each word uttered from his mouth was extremely clear and very coherent.

Tang Long's pupils were a little dilated.

Is this guy Tang San really a human? Facing such a strong pressure from their sect master.

He can actually change his own movements and kneel!

And he can even speak? !

Could it be that his strength is really stronger than his own? But. He is only fourteen years old!

In fact,

How could he know how terrible the pressure Tang San is under at this time.

The huge pressure was like a mountain towering into the clouds.

The oppressed Tang San could not breathe.

Tang San looked very calm at this time, but in fact, his own recovery ability had been opened unconsciously.

The breath he released could not be felt from the outside.

And his body was already completely tense.

After all, it was a body that had been constantly tempered by the Evil Blood Douluo and transformed by the Blood God Pearl.

As for the six words he said, they were uttered with internal force at the signal of the Evil Blood Douluo.

The man behind the table narrowed his eyes.

All the pressure disappeared instantly, and Tang San felt that the surroundings of his body were empty, and the whole person was relaxed. His upper body shook slightly, but he still kept prostrating himself on the ground.

"Get up."

A deep voice came from the man's mouth.

That's right, this person is the current leader of the Haotian Sect, Tang Hao's eldest brother - Tang Xiao!

The other one of the two Douluos in the Haotian Sect.

His title is Xiaotian.

Tang San did not stand up immediately, but his face changed slightly, with a bit of struggle in his eyes.

But he was helpless in the face of his adoptive father's request!

He had to follow the instructions of the Evil Blood Douluo.

He kowtowed to Tang Xiao three times with all his strength, his forehead touching the ground, making three "dong dong dong" sounds.

"What are you doing?"

Tang Xiao frowned.

He vaguely understood that Tang San kowtowed three times for Tang Hao.

Tang San stood up, clenched his fists tightly, and stood with his head bowed.

"It is only natural that the son should pay for the father's debt! Sect Master, I am willing to take all the responsibilities for my father."

After Tang San entered the room.

The expression on Tang Xiao's face was a little uncertain. Hearing what he said, Tang Xiao slapped the stone table in front of him with a palm and shouted angrily:

"Can you afford it?"

With a light sound of "chi!"

The table in front of Tang Xiao collapsed silently.

It turned into powder without affecting anything around.

Invisibly.

He has shown his profound and terrifying cultivation.

Even Mo Wuchang behind Tang San looked solemn.

Tang Long stood aside and was secretly shocked.

That was a table carved directly from two tons of the hardest granite.

It is not difficult to smash it.

The difficult thing is to turn it into powder silently.

Tang Xiao glared at Tang Long.

"Why are you sticking out your tongue? Go out and make a table in the back mountain. If you don't do it well, you won't be allowed to eat."

"Ah?"

Tang Long looked bitter, looking at Tang Xiao but didn't dare to refute.

Tang Xiao glared.

"Get out! Do you want me to repeat it?"

"I'll go, I'll go."

Tang Long was very majestic in front of the third generation disciples.

But in front of Tang Xiao, he was as docile as a cat and ran out quickly.

Xie Xue narrowed his eyes slightly, but his lips moved again.

If you want to rectify the Haotian Sect.

You can't do it as a criminal.

Tang San gritted his teeth and knelt on the ground again.

"I don't know if I can afford it, but I am willing to use this life to serve the sect and do my best to serve the sect."

Tang Xiao turned around and pushed open the window behind him.

With a pull of his right hand, the stone powder on the ground was pulled up and flew into the air outside.

"You let a child take care of your own affairs. Tang Hao, Tang Hao, do you really think that these things can be written off after you die?!"

Tang Xiao looked out the window.

He clenched his fists and his eyes were red without him realizing it.

Listening to Tang Xiao's words.

Tang San couldn't help but recall his father's desolation when he exploded.

"Master, father is not running away. He said that he has no face to face the sect and has no right to come back."

Tang Xiao's voice was a little furious.

"No right to come back?! Then why did you ask me for help? What did you say to glorify the Haotian Sect! In the end, he successfully broke through the Title Douluo and ran away!"

Tang Xiao roared, his body trembling unconsciously.

How could he not have been moved by her!

"..."

Tang San was stunned, and didn't understand Tang Xiao's words.

"Well."

Tang Xiao put away his angry look and stared at Tang San with his eyes down.

"He can send you back, which means he hasn't forgotten why we planned so much in the past, but he even lost the inherited soul bone of the Haotian Sect!"

Said.

Tang Xiao couldn't help but get a little riotous again. He didn't even have a few soul bones on him now!

Evil Blood Douluo narrowed his eyes slightly

He seemed to understand what Tang Xiao was talking about. It seemed that what happened back then was not simple.

The people of the Haotian Sect are not as big and strong as they look.

Tang Xiao took a deep breath and looked at Tang San, his eyes changed a little.

"You look like your mother, but your personality is more like your father. Since Tang Hao chose to let you come back to serve the sect, I will hold a ceremony for you to recognize your ancestors tomorrow."

"Here, strength is the right to speak. If you want to do more for the sect on behalf of your father, you must first prove yourself to the sect with your own strength. Otherwise, you can't do anything, and you can't return to the Haotian Sect!"

"..."

Tang San nodded slightly.

He didn't expect that the Haotian Sect was so cold and indifferent. His father's tragic death could not be forgiven by them, and even the uncle in front of him was like this!

"You two. I hope you two won't take action tomorrow, otherwise I won't tolerate it in the Haotian Sect."

Tang Xiao finished speaking.

Only then did he have time to pay attention to Xiexue and the other two, with a threatening look in his eyes.

He stared at Xiexue Douluo.

The tiger's body shook, and a bit of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

"Don't worry, Sect Master Tang. As the sworn brother of Brother Tang Hao, I naturally regard Haotian Sect as my own. Moreover, this time, I am here to seek cooperation with you. The world has suffered from Wuhun Palace for a long time... Isn't it?"

Xiexue smiled casually. The cultivation of level 98 is enough for the entire Haotian Sect to pay attention to it.

"Cooperation?!"

Tang Xiao frowned, and was in doubt.

Is this also the help that Tang Hao gave to his Haotian Sect?

Not long after.

Tang San walked out of the Sect Master's room.

"Godfather. Why did you just..."

"Humph! Xiao San, do you think that you can get their approval by using the identity of a sinner?"

Xiexue Douluo snorted coldly and interrupted him directly.

Mo Wuchang patted Tang San's shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Tang San. His Majesty will not harm you."

"Thank you, Godfather, it was Tang San who was not thoughtful."

Tang San lowered his head unwillingly.

Looking back, just from those few words, Tang San also knew how heroic his father was.

The feat of killing the Pope during the siege brought unprecedented shame to the Spirit Hall.

But now, he has been reduced to ashes!

What a sad ending.

…

The second generation and the first generation elders of the sect live in the Haotian Sect Castle.

The third and fourth generation disciples live in the stone house built behind the castle.

Tang Xiao arranged a place for Tang San to live.

The room arranged for Tang San and his friends was very simple, with a small reception room, only about seven or eight square meters, three ten-square-meter bedrooms, and a small bathroom, with basic daily necessities.

This is the standard configuration for the third generation of the Haotian Sect.

At the same time.

Tang San also learned about the complex situation in the Haotian Sect from Tang Xiao.

If you look at it from Tang Hao's perspective.

The sect is divided into two factions.

The faction headed by Tang Xiao believes that the original incident was not Tang Hao's fault, but because the Spirit Hall was too domineering.

Although the Pope of the Spirit Hall died.

But Tang Hao's wife also died.

The Spirit Hall relied on its own powerful power to put pressure on the Haotian Sect, which was not good for the sect.

They had to draw a clear line with Tang Hao.

The other faction was headed by the few remaining elders of the generation.

They believed.

Tang Hao did things without careful thinking.

Combined with the soul beast and exposed his identity, which caused the subsequent conflict.

The sect almost had a head-on conflict with the Spirit Hall.

Causing irreparable consequences.

Moreover, he also angered the old leader of Haotian Sect, Tang San's grandfather, to death.

It is simply unforgivable.

And Tang Long and others that Tang San met today all belong to Tang Xiao's side.

Tang Long is Tang Xiao's adopted son from his cousin.

He is the first person of the third generation.

Therefore.

Tang San already knows what he will encounter tomorrow.

His return to his ancestral home will definitely be obstructed by the elders of the sect.

Want to get their recognition.

Maybe only as Tang Xiao said.

Prove your strength in front of them, conquer them with strength, and then make some contributions to the sect.

In this way, they can't oppose his return to his ancestral home.

"Hehe, it seems that this Haotian Sect is really a cheap bone. Tang Xiao told you to be tough. Doesn't it mean that they are hard and soft in Haotian Sect?"

Mo Wuchang sat on the sofa with a smile.

"Isn't this good?"

Xiexue smiled, such cheap bones are easier to recruit.

Whoever doesn't obey will be beaten until he obeys!

"Tang San, tomorrow you will not have an easy time returning to your ancestral home. You might as well be tough and prove with your strength that you have the ability to help the Haotian Sect regain its glory. Use as much strength as you can. Don't worry about the rest. I will handle it."

"Don't worry, foster father. Tang San will not let you down again."

Tang San's eyes were filled with hatred.

The Spirit Hall is a big family, and Ye Qiu also has the support of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

He must have his own team!

Otherwise, how can he get revenge!

After a brief discussion.

Tang San walked into his room and sat cross-legged on the bed.

Recalling the process of returning to the sect today.

He still hasn't figured out what Tang Xiao said. Is there any hidden secret back then?

Thinking of this, Tang San took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and entered the state of cultivation.

Those things are in the past.

When a person dies, it's like a light goes out.

Tang Hao is already dead. What's the point of pursuing these things?

He should practice well now. (End of this chapter)