Chapter 282 Tang Hao’s murderous intention, Nine Treasures Glazed Tower (Second update, 3000, please subscribe!)
Tang San knew a lot of things now.
Including his father's injury, his mother's identity and disappearance, and the disappearance of the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone left behind by his mother.
These were all mentioned by Tang Hao when chatting with Tang San in the Killing City.
While cursing, Fang Ling's shadow appeared in his mind, and Tang San suddenly remembered Fang Ling's past.
The broken leg from childhood seemed to be still before my eyes, as clear as a mirror image in mercury.
Everyone knows that Dugu Bo traveled in the ocean and obtained Fang Ling's soul bones that could regenerate his severed limbs.
Moreover, after Tang Hao's personal confirmation, there should be no problem.
However, the coincidence of time is the biggest doubt.
There was no doubt in the past, but now, driven by this extreme hatred, Tang San had many doubts in his heart because of this coincidence.
"What do you mean?" Tang Hao asked confused.
He tends to be simple and crude in his actions, because of past impressions, he still doesn't have much doubt.
Tang San analyzed carefully: "Dad, you once mentioned that the time when we met Dugu Bo returning from the ocean was when Xiao Wu and I were on our way to Shrek Academy."
"You just came back from the cave behind the waterfall at that time. When you went back not long after, you found that your mother and soul bones were missing."
"Fang Ling came to Shrek Academy during this period, and how long did it take before Dugu Bo took the soul bones back? Don't you think this time is too coincidental?"
"..." Tang Hao's heart moved and he thought silently.
He really hadn't thought about this issue before because of Dugu Bo's various performances and the news widely circulated in the mainland.
At this time, under his son's words, he felt a little confused in his heart.
It’s really scary to think about it.
Tang Hao's expression suddenly changed.
Yes, what a coincidence!
As the Blue Silver Emperor, the top life-type soul beast, Ah Yin can still leave seeds after death. Her hundred thousand-year-old soul bones must have the soul skill of rebirth after severed limbs.
But no matter how you think about it, it’s impossible.
The news is secret and the location is secret. Judging from the note left at the time, it must be someone from Wuhun Palace.
Although the news of that battle has been circulated, Wuhun Palace has tightly blocked the news, so it is unknown to the world.
And Fang Ling wasn't born yet at that time!
Could there be any other news that could get into his mind from the void?
What a joke!
Tang Hao told his son what he was thinking.
Cold murderous intent appeared in Tang San's eyes again, and a thin white mist circulated on his body: "The timing is too coincidental, it is difficult for people not to doubt it."
"Has father ever seen what Dugu Bo calls the rebirth of soul bones from severed limbs?"
Tang Hao carefully recalled every detail of that time.
Titled Douluo's memory is naturally not that bad. He recalled while saying:
"I have never seen it before. It was just Dugu Bo's desperate attitude that made me not choose to take action in the end."
"After all, Poison Douluo's reputation is well known all over the world. Although his strength is not strong, it is difficult for me to deal with his poison."
"I still have old injuries on my body. I have to protect you and Xiao Wu. I can't push anyone into a hurry."
"Dugu Bo has been writhing in the sea for half a year. This news has been widely circulated. It is reasonable that he obtained the soul bone. It should be impossible."
After thinking about it carefully, Tang Hao still didn't quite believe it.
Driven by the resentment in his heart, Tang San regarded Fang Ling as the biggest villain and said coldly:
"What if Fang Ling got the news from the beginning?"
"What if Dugu Bo just knows that he is not strong enough and is acting?"
"The soul bone my mother left behind is a hundred thousand years old! So it makes everyone excited!"
"A hundred-thousand-year-old soul bone is worthy of a titled Douluo spending half a year acting."
Tang San put all the blame on Fang Ling's head and directly guessed the truth.
"This can't be possible..." Tang Hao still didn't believe it.
Dugu Bo's desperate posture is definitely not a bluff. Can his acting be so realistic?
Isn't he afraid that he will actually lose his life in a fight?
But can the weakest Titled Douluo still be able to block the Clear Sky Hammer?
Fang Ling is just a little soul master, but his acting skills are so superb. He is not afraid of the powerful Haotian Douluo, and he is flawless?
Tang San denied his father's point of view and said categorically:
"Father, don't ask questions about whether it is possible or not. As long as there is a coincidence, you should be suspicious. If Fang Ling might have stolen it, you must find him!"
"This is the 100,000-year-old soul bone left by my mother! Fang Ling has a broken leg. In order to regenerate the broken limb, he is extremely suspected of committing a crime!"
It's not an investigation, so no conclusive evidence is needed.
Tang San's intuition told him that the loss of the soul bone and mother was absolutely inseparable from Fang Ling!
The impression that Dugu Bo had left on the world for a long time was exposed, and Fang Ling's situation of suppressing Tang San in the name of caring also came to mind.
The more Tang Hao thought about Tang San's words, the more he felt something was wrong.
His eyes flickered, and a stern look appeared on his sallow face: "We'll wait until you leave the Killing City. Then we'll go to Tiandou City to trouble him."
"If he really did it, then I can only kill both Dugu Bo and him!"
Tang Hao's aura was a little unstable, and in his anger, circles of white killing light patterns continued to spread.
When he thought that he might have let go of Fang Ling, the secret thief, he wanted to kill him with a hammer.
The overbearing soul power began to riot, but was quickly calmed down.
Dugu Bo is not strong and is easy to kill. What he has to do now is not to let his blood attack his heart and soul power, and let his body's injuries deepen again.
Otherwise, even he might not be able to suppress the injuries that were aggravated three times.
In this city of killing, there is also the King of Slaughter, who is watching eagerly. He must not show any weakness, otherwise both father and son will die here!
Without the Killing God Domain, the Haotian Sect wouldn't even be able to avenge the two of them!
……
Qibao Glazed Sect, Ning Rongrong took the fairy grass, quickly wiped the thought of telling her father from her mind, and hurried back to the room alone.
This is the fairy grass given to her by Fang Ling, and only she can eat it!
She wants to become the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda so that she can better help Fang Ling in the future.
After closing the doors and windows and drawing the curtains, Ning Rongrong adjusted her breathing for a moment and took it according to Fang Ling's instructions.
The transformation of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda was very magnificent. The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda with its colorful halo was floating quietly in front of her.
The halo flickers, set off by a layer of rich golden light.
This golden light was released from Ning Rongrong herself. With the fragrant fragrance of tulip flowers, the precious light circulated like a fairy descending to earth.
Every time the golden light intensifies, it will make Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasures Glazed Tower look more dazzling and dazzling.
At least six hours had passed, and the effect of the jelly grass was finally exhausted, and the remaining potency was hidden in the body.
The martial spirit floating in the air fell back into her palm. Ning Rongrong slowly opened her eyes, her mind quickly turned around, she stretched, and remembered the effect Fang Ling said.
After taking a quick glance at it, it seemed that the number of martial soul layers had indeed increased.
Then with excitement again, she counted softly: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven...eight! Nine!"
Wuhun has really evolved!
The long-cherished wish of the sect has now come true in her!
It was achieved with the help of the fairy grass given by Fang Ling, but no matter the reason, it also evolved from the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda to the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda!
My father was trapped at level seventy-nine for many years and could not evolve into the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda.
However, with Fang Ling's help, he had the potential to advance to become a titled Douluo.
How should one repay this kindness?
I'm afraid it's not just a promise...
Ning Rongrong's eyes were a little blurred, and a touching smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
I don't know what kind of ulterior scene I imagined. I closed my legs tightly and covered my face with a "嘤四" sound.
Waiting for the red glow on his face to disappear, he happily ran to find his father.
In order to take over the sect, Ning Rongrong usually followed Ning Fengzhi to learn the sect's management and knew where Ning Fengzhi would stay.
After jumping around to find her father, she directly revealed her evolved martial soul: "Dad, look what this is?"
"Huh?" Ning Fengzhi came back to consciousness from the account book in his hand, with a look of surprise in his eyes, "Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, what else? You don't even recognize your own martial spirit?"
Ning Rongrong curled her lips: "Take a closer look."
Ning Fengzhi looked at it, and there was a faint feeling of awkwardness in Ning Rongrong's martial spirit.
Subconsciously, I counted the layers above: "One, two, three...eight! Nine!"
"Nine floors, nine colors, nine treasures glazed tower!"
Ning Fengzhi's pupils trembled, his hand shook, and the account book fell on the table: "How did you do it?"
As the leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect, he is well-informed. He always has a calm expression and is not surprised by external things, but he also lost his composure at this time.
Ning Rongrong proudly said loudly: "It was a gift given to me by Fang Ling! The fairy grass Qiluo Tulip! It directly raised my soul power to level 50!"
Wuhun Palace knew that Fang Ling had eaten the fairy grass Qiantongtianju. Because each other had undercover agents, the Qibao Glazed Sect also knew.
"Immortal grass..." Ning Fengzhi suddenly remembered the extremely rapid improvement in strength of Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, and Zhu Zhuqing.
Especially Dugu Yan's martial spirit evolved from a jade-scaled snake to a jade-gold dragon!
At this time, I saw my daughter's martial soul evolve, and I suddenly realized: there is no such thing as a real dragon soul ring to evolve the martial soul, it's fairy grass!
The poison pill that Dugu Bo possesses is probably just an excuse, to cover up the effect of the fairy grass on rapidly increasing his strength!
Ning Fengzhi's eyes flashed with light. He remembered that Dugu Bo was once skinny, his face was stiff, and he looked like he was seriously ill.
Later, suddenly the energy and blood became abundant, the face became rosy, and the skin became tender.
I'm afraid this can only be done with fairy grass!
"What did he say to you?" Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath and looked at her excited daughter, "What else did Fang Ling say to you."
Ning Rongrong said shyly: "He said that he can follow Dugu Yan and others to a holy land of practice, where people can grow quickly."
"Okay!" Ning Fengzhi clapped his hands heavily and cheered.
There was a bit of excitement on his face, which was a good sign.
He also knew what was reported in the Tiandou court. Fang Ling had quickly become a Soul Saint and could easily hack a Soul Douluo to death without using a soul ring.
Such a peerless talent makes people really hungry!
Ning Fengzhi's mind was racing and he immediately made arrangements:
"Rongrong, you are already at level 50. Let Uncle Bone help you get the soul ring first."
"Don't get involved in the sect's affairs in the future. Practice well and prepare to go to the holy land of practice mentioned by Fang Ling in the future!"
"When the time comes, find a way to build a good relationship. The future of the Qibao Glazed Sect will depend on you."
"I know!" Ning Rongrong's face turned crimson and she nodded lightly.
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