Chapter 481, The Great Elder of the Tang Sect [Today’s second update]
In the eyes of many elders, an old man wearing plain white robes instantly appeared in front of him and others, and also appeared in front of the woman named Ruomei.
After this old man appeared.
As if he was the only one, he was the world, and everything around him slowed down extremely.
The old man stretched out a pair of withered old hands and calmly grabbed the Twelve Divine Needles that were already flying in mid-air, as if he were grabbing a balloon floating in mid-air.
It gives the impression that he is not grabbing the twelve divine needles that can kill the innately strong, but rather he is grabbing twelve balloons randomly placed in mid-air.
So light, so calm, so simple.
In a trance.
Before the consciousness of the elders present could react, the twelve magic needles that erupted from the peacock feathers were all held in the palm of the hand by the old man wearing a plain white robe.
But soon.
When the elders present noticed the behavior of the old man in plain white robes, they looked excited, as if they had met an idol, and they all knelt down on one knee.
"Greetings to the Great Elder of Tang Clan!" Everyone said in unison.
If it were not for this great elder whose strength has reached the level of a land god, facing the Tang Sect's top hidden weapon, Peacock Ling, they would have killed at least five or six elders just now.
Not to mention anything else, the female elder Ruomei is bound to die, and there is no chance of survival at all.
The old man in a plain white robe, the great elder of the Tang Sect, ignored them.
He just sighed lightly and said in a somewhat regretful tone: "Alas! Originally, because of Tang San's talent in making top-notch hidden weapons, I wanted to cultivate this boy and give him a fairy herb to reshape his bones and let him reshape his bones.
He can step into the realm of innateness, but I never expected that he would have such vicious thoughts."
Speak the truth.
He actually didn't care much about Tang San colluding with outsiders to steal the Xuantian Treasure Record written by him. This thing was written just for people to see, and being able to steal it was considered a skill.
Anyway, it was the disciples of the Tang Sect who benefited, and this could be regarded as leaving no room for outsiders. As for the mysterious man in Tang San's eyes, his body had long since disappeared.
It's one thing to be seen by one's own people, but another thing to be seen by outsiders.
Unfortunately.
In the end, Tang San failed the final test of the Great Elder of the Tang Clan, the Tang Family's Old Man as everyone respected him. In the end, the only result waiting for him was death.
soon.
Just when Tang San thought he was going to be as high as the sky and let the birds fly and the sea be as high as the fish leap, there was a sudden explosion from the cliff he jumped off.
Standing at a high altitude, he had nowhere to rely on, so he could only watch helplessly as the rope he had placed halfway up the cliff was completely blown apart.
"No!!!!!!"
Tang San's eyes were about to burst and he roared hysterically.
The breath of death surrounded his heart, and his adrenaline began to burst. He was originally limited by his own talent and had never been able to master the Xuantian Kung Fu.
At this moment, I finally got started successfully.
But having just started Xuantian Kung, even if the inner family's true energy was extremely pure, it would still be impossible for Tang San to fly out of thin air.
About five seconds later.
"Bang" sound of watermelon being smashed.
Red and white, scattered all over the floor.
It didn't take long.
The hungry wolves that smelled the smell of blood took one bite from you and I took away Tang San's mutilated body.
........
When Tang San's soul memory was played here, the screen fell into a temporary stagnation.
At this moment.
Someone raised a question in their mind.
"Mirror Douluo, Tang San has already jumped off the cliff, why can we still see what happened on the cliff?" Dong Qing said in a strange tone.
"Well...I don't understand why I can still see things on the cliff."
At this time, Ming Jing Douluo's pupils looked very confused, and it was obvious that she did not understand what was going on.
at this time.
Bibi Dong said: "It's normal. There are thousands of soul skills. No one knows how many soul skills there are in this world. Soul skills are given to us by heaven and earth. It's normal that we don't understand the principles."
"This is just like Xiao Wu, your two hundred-thousand-year-old soft-bone charm rabbits, and your fourth soul skill, the invincible golden body. Even I can't kill them in those three seconds of invincibility."
Bibi Dong still didn't say a word, that is, she possessed the ninth soul skill of immortality, but she did not understand the true principle of this soul skill of resurrection and rebirth.
If she can understand the inner principle of resurrection and rebirth, then she can turn this soul skill into a self-created soul skill, and then turn it into a kind of inheritance that can be passed down continuously.
Just like the Haotian Nine Jue of the Haotian Sect, the Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique, and the Great Sumeru Hammer, these soul skills have been passed down to many descendants since their founder, Tang Chen.
"So that's it..."
Just when Dongqing accepted the explanation from his teacher Bibi Dong, a mysterious woman with a fairy spirit suddenly appeared next to him, and the surrounding space and time came to a standstill in the face of a terrifying force.
"Xiao Qing, it's the turbulence of time and space. At the moment Tang San jumped off the cliff, a weak turbulence of time and space happened to appear in that area, which invisibly amplified his soul's perception, encompassing a radius of about one kilometer. So
Only in her soul-searching skill can there be a scene where Tang San is not present,"
"Yu Niang? Why did you come out?"
"If you dislike His Highness Ninth Prince..."
"I didn't mean it!!!"
"Then what do you mean, Ninth Prince?"
"Let's call me Xiaoqing! Your Majesty the Ninth Prince, it sounds like your scalp is numb. By the way, Yuniang, aren't you suppressing your body to prevent it from giving birth to a new consciousness?"
"It's okay to leave for a short time, Xiaoqing, you forgot!"
"Uh...Okay! I forgot, but what about the stagnation of time and space?"
"Xiao Qing, didn't you give me part of the authority to escape from the Sky Shuttle? It can travel through the endless sea of chaos, and naturally it also has the power to suppress the surrounding time and space."
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"Xiao Qing, you need to have the most basic understanding of time and space before you can control the power of time and space contained in the Duntian Shuttle. However, time and space itself is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, the powerful power of time and space existing inside the Duntian Shuttle can be torn apart in an instant.
If it is not absolutely necessary to tear this world apart, it is best to wait until Xiaoqing's body can forcibly tear apart time and space before trying to control the power of time and space."
"That's it! To be on the safe side, I'd better learn to control time and space later!"
Hear this.
Dong Qing shook his head quickly. He himself was not afraid. There was the Escape Sky Shuttle, the little red flag, and the original source of the Immortal Sutra, three heaven and earth treasures with different attributes.
But he didn't want his confidante to be torn apart by the power of time and space inside the Tisuo due to an accidental operating error.
This... to be honest.
Some treasures are too strong, which is actually not a good thing! I am afraid that they will tear the world apart accidentally.
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【Author's message】
Tang San's creation of the Buddha's Wrath Tang Lotus in his previous life was outrageous. This was the Tang Sect's number one hidden weapon. How could he, an outer disciple, be able to create it in such a short period of time?
You must know that the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle, the second-ranked hidden weapon in the Tang Sect, requires a high blood sacrifice from the Douluo Continent Divine Craftsman Tower to forge the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle.
Therefore, the author rationalized and adapted it. Please don’t complain that it is not in line with the original work.
If the settings of the original work could be copied, the author wouldn't want to waste his brain!
But there is no way.
There are too many loopholes in the original work of Douluo. The same work is titled Douluo. The first, second and third parts have different lifespans.
I won’t mention the other loopholes...so that everyone won’t say my word count is too low.