Chapter 322 Recalling the Glorious Years of the Past
Since a few days ago, all hotels, inns, inns, etc. in Tiandou Imperial Capital have been fully booked.
This was truly full, not just sold out. In just a few days, the population in the imperial capital had almost increased by half.
This is because the empire has a vast territory and it is inconvenient to travel from north to south. Otherwise, it would not be a problem even if the empire doubled or tripled in size.
From this we can see how attractive this continent-wide elite competition of advanced soul master academies is to people.
The competition opened. At this time, with the Imperial Capital Great Fighting Arena as the center, almost one-third of Tiandou City was a scene of empty streets.
Everyone who could come came, including those who shouldn't, just to watch this rare event.
You know, the rare and high-ranking Emperor Tiandou, the rich and powerful Seven Treasures Glazed Sect Master, the most powerful auxiliary in the world, the soul master's faith, the behemoth Platinum Archbishop of Wuhun Palace, all these rare and important people will show up today.
Even if you can't enter the big soul fighting arena and watch the soul master competition, being able to see these big figures who are rarely seen on ordinary days is enough for ordinary people to brag about for a lifetime.
"Grandson, do you know? When grandpa was young, he met the emperor of our Tiandou Empire, the master of Qibao Glazed Sect, the number one auxiliary sect in the world, and the Platinum Archbishop of Wuhun Palace who once awakened martial souls for common people. That one
They are all well-known big shots. That day, grandpa stood far away on the street in front of the Tiandou Great Soul Fighting Arena. Through the big screen transmitted by the soul master’s soul skills and soul guides, His Majesty the Emperor, the Master of the Seven Treasures Sect
, Archbishop Platinum, they were speaking there. The scene was truly unprecedented and magnificent, not to mention how spectacular it was."
A hundred years later, an old man who had watched the Soul Master Competition when he was young, with a nostalgic look on his face, lay on his rocking chair and told his grandson about his experiences in his youth.
Sun Tzu said, "Grandpa, you are lying. Isn't it the Taoist temple that awakens martial spirits for us common people? How did it become the Spirit Hall? What is the Spirit Hall?"
The old man showed a nostalgic look, "You don't know, the organization that used to awaken martial spirits for us civilians was actually not the Taoist temple it is today, but was called the Spirit Hall. But at that time, among us civilians, one village, or even several villages,
After several generations, there may not be a soul master. But everything has changed since Lord Lingguang. He created soul power techniques that everyone can practice, even if there is no soul when the martial soul awakens.
Strength can also be cultivated. It was he who changed the world, changed our destiny, and gave us civilians a chance to stand up. Although the world is still unfair, Lord Lingguang has created a relatively fair destiny for us.
, from now on, it is in everyone's own hands. When grandpa was young, everyone hoped that the martial soul would have soul power when it awakened. Once it was detected that there was no soul power, it meant that he had been sentenced to death. What a shame.
It's so sad. But grandfather's grandfather's grandfather has been here for generations, so my child, you must remember Lord Lingguang's kindness to us, which benefits all living beings and gives all living beings a chance to change their destiny. Even souls
So do the beasts, forever."
"Wow, it turns out Lord Lingguang is so powerful. Grandpa, I remember it. What happened to the Wuhun Palace?" The child exclaimed, his bright black pupils filled with deep curiosity and longing, as well as his curiosity about that.
The worship of Lord Lingguang.
The old man said, "Wuhundian intends to dominate the world, and the last Pope even intends to destroy all living beings, but Master Lingguang has compassion for the common people and cannot bear the loss of life, nor does he want to cause more killings... Grandpa cultivated too late, so this
There is no hope in this life, but you are still young, so you must practice well so that we can repay Lord Lingguang for his kindness to us."
"Yeah, grandpa, I will, and I want to listen to Lord Lingguang's story." The child's little head connected like a chicken pecking at rice, and he became more and more curious about Lord Lingguang, who changed the fate of all of them.
and worshiped.
The old man's voice was long and full of life, "Sir Lingguang, it is said that like us, he was born as a commoner. Before his martial soul was awakened, he had already begun to figure out how to practice. Of course, it was
He was thinking about it on his own, so his grandfather almost thought he had a brain problem and almost took him to the hospital for treatment."
"Master Lingguang was so miserable. What happened next?" the child sighed.
The old man said, "Later, Master Lingguang is indeed a proud man of heaven. The prototype of the soul power technique we practice now is said to have been developed by Master Lingguang at that time..."
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In the early morning, the sky was slightly bright, and the sun had not yet risen from the east. The renovated Tiandou Spirit Fighting Arena had already welcomed a huge audience.
Naturally, the audience came so early not to enter the venue early, but to see the participating young soul masters up close on the first day of the opening ceremony.
For this competition, Tiandou City mobilized a total of five thousand city defense troops to maintain order, so as to avoid riots caused by too many people as much as possible.
Everyone from Shrek arrived relatively late, and by this time, the entire Great Soul Fighting Arena was already crowded with people.
"Wow, there are so many people!"
Ning Rongrong couldn't help but exclaim, looking around and around. This was the first time she had seen such a crowded scene.
Oscar acted as her guardian, staying by Ning Rongrong's side every step of the way, while keeping his head down as much as possible to prevent others from seeing him.
Not just him, except for the five dazzling, youthful and beautiful girls, the other Shrek Eight Devils and the substitutes all lowered their heads as much as possible at this time, because the attires they wore were really impressive.
They were a little ashamed.
But compared to the others who were walking with their heads lowered, Ma Hongjun seemed to be unaware of the clothes he was wearing. He looked around curiously, looking here and there.
Suddenly, his eyes caught a glimpse of a familiar black shadow leaping past from the distant attic.
"Little Sanzi, I seem to have seen your father." Ma Hongjun's pupils shrank, and he quickly pulled Tang San, who was walking forward with his head bowed.
"What?" Tang San exclaimed, suddenly raising his head.
"Where is he? Senior brother, where is my father?" His voice was trembling. He followed Ma Hongjun's gaze, but there was nothing there.
"Uncle? Where is uncle?" Tang Chen, who was also walking forward with his head bowed, suddenly raised his head.
Flanders, Yu Xiaogang, and Xiao Wu also looked at Ma Hongjun's gaze, with great expectation in their hearts. If Tang San's father really came, then their backbone would be hardened.
At the same time, an old man dressed in gray cloth who looked ordinary but tall and energetic also appeared in front of the Great Soul Fighting Arena.
The old man glanced indifferently at Ma Hongjun and Liu Erlong among the Shrek crowd, especially the latter. He paused for a moment, then turned his gaze elsewhere.
If the two of them realized something, they followed the old man's gaze and saw a tall, ordinary old man in gray clothes. They didn't take it to heart and looked away.
"Senior Brother, did you see it wrong? There is nothing there." Tang San frowned, his Purple Demon Eyes were opened, but when he followed Ma Hongjun's gaze, he just saw an ordinary
The old man in gray clothes has no father.
Ma Hongjun frowned and was about to explain, when Old Jack, who came with everyone, spoke, "Xiao San, Hongjun may have really seen your father. Grandpa is old and his eyesight is not as clear as yours, but he was indeed there just now.
In the direction Hongjun looked, he saw a figure who looked like your father."
"Grandpa Jack, are you serious?" Tang San looked at Old Jack in surprise.
Old Jack said, "It shouldn't be wrong. You and your son have lived in our Holy Soul Village for six years. Grandpa is still very familiar with your alcoholic father." As he spoke, Old Jack's voice suddenly changed and he looked at him with an unkind look.
Looking in the direction where Tang Hao disappeared, "It's true that Tang Hao has left you for so many years, and finally reappeared, but didn't come to see you. Really, when he sees your father, grandpa will definitely give him a favor
You vent your anger and use a carrot to crack open his drunkard's head to see what's inside. It really pisses me off..."
The more Old Jack talked, the more angry he felt in his stomach. Seeing how Tang San came here when he was a child, he really wanted to clean up Tang Hao. Is there such a father? He would leave his son alone for many years.
.
Among the people in Shrek, those who knew the identity of Tang San's father were shocked. Is this Ma Hongjun's grandfather a peerless fierce man? How dare he criticize Haotian Douluo like this, and in front of his son, nephew and servants.
Flanders and Yu Xiaogang were the ones who felt the deepest. Thinking about how respectful they were when they faced Tang Hao, and then looking at the Tang Hao in Old Jack's mouth at this time, it was really, alas, hard to describe in words.
Tang Chen and Tai Long's originally excited eyes turned cold. Although they knew that Old Jack was Ma Hongjun's grandfather, they were a little unhappy when he scolded Tang Hao in front of them.
For a moment, they actually forgot about the embarrassing team uniforms they were wearing. If it weren't for the sake of Ma Hongjun and Tang San, these two people might not be able to help but go over and shut up Old Jack.
"Grandpa Jack, please stop talking. My father is not that kind of person. He has his own reasons for having no choice. I believe that sooner or later, I will be able to see him." Tang San was embarrassed, but felt quite helpless in his heart.
If it were someone else talking about his father like this, he would have hit him in the face with the small hammer in his left hand. But the young old man in front of him who cared about him, took care of him, and loved him very much was an exception.
Although Old Jack is not his grandfather, he is better than his biological grandfather. Over the years, he has gradually regarded him as his biological grandfather.
Especially during this period of time when the team was working together, even if he was very tired after a day's work, he would still go there often and visit old Jack in his courtyard.
"Xiao San, do you know? Grandpa not only lost Hongjun's grandma many years ago, but also lost his mother. But look at grandpa. No matter how serious your father's difficulties are, he is not a good father. I just
I have never seen him be a father like that. If he had been willing to adopt you to me back then, you wouldn’t have had to suffer so much..."
Tang San had a look of helplessness on his face, Old Jack was obviously on top. He was indeed very good to him, and he even wanted to adopt him back then, but Tang Hao rejected him.
Ma Hongjun also knew this. When his grandfather didn't see him a few years ago, he regarded little Tang San as his emotional sustenance. He truly loved him as his own grandson.
Seeing that Old Jack was talking incessantly again, Ma Hongjun's mouth twitched and pulled Old Jack to signal him to stop talking. He would only embarrass everyone.
"Grandpa, can you jump up to that place?" Ma Hongjun pointed to the top of the attic where Tang Hao was vaguely seen just now.
"Are you kidding me? How could Grandpa, an old man like me, jump up to such a high place?" Old Jack was a little embarrassed. Didn't this kid mean to make things difficult for him?
"But Uncle Tang can do it, and it's as if he's walking on flat ground. Do you know what this means?" Ma Hongjun said.
Old Jack said nonchalantly, "Grandpa doesn't care what he means, whether he is a Titled Douluo or a man who can rival the Master Soul Saint of our Holy Soul Village. Grandpa only knows that he is the blacksmith of our Holy Soul Village."
That’s it.”
"powerful!"
Ma Hongjun complained silently in his heart, and did not pursue whether Old Jack knew what Titled Douluo meant. He quickly changed the subject, "Grandpa, let's go in. Wearing such ugly clothes, it will be embarrassing to stay here any longer.
"
He has already decided in his heart that if he is lucky enough to see the scene of Tang Hao's battle in the future, he must use a circular light mirror made from the runes from the two soul beasts, the clam beast and the shadow shell, to capture the scene of Tang Hao's battle.
Record it and show it to Old Jack later to see if his grandpa is really as strong as he said.
"..."
Everyone was speechless and hurriedly followed with their heads lowered. Along the way, he and Flanders were the only two who were calm and calm. They looked like they were fine, but now they had the nerve to say that he felt embarrassed.
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