Chapter 296: Qianyu City teaches skills, Tang Hao’s real home in Haotian Sect (please recommend)
"Ah?!"
Qian Pengju didn't react for a moment. The first generation leader of the Haotian Sect was in the killing city? !
Great-grandpa Tang Chen... is he in that place where the degenerates gather? !
"I have privately investigated his last traces of activities, and the last place he appeared was the Killing City."
"After he entered the Killing City, he never came out again."
Qian Yucheng explained.
In the original work, Tang Chen was in the city of killing, and he was the king of killing.
But this point needs to be found by Qian Pengju himself. The most he can do is give his son a little hint.
"There is great admiration for this grandpa within the sect. They all say that if the old sect master is still there, Wuhun Palace will never dare to act rashly."
Qian Pengju had never met Tang Chen, but the sect had heard a lot about his deeds.
The Haotian secret skills he practiced were all cultivation methods specially created by Tang Chen, the old sect leader, for the Clear Sky Hammer.
"This great-grandfather of yours is one of the three most peerless Douluo in the world along with your grandfather."
"The last one is the strong man in the ocean. When you bring him out of the killing city, you will need the help of this last strong man."
Qian Yucheng said again.
"Dad, even if I'm looking for my great-grandfather, you have to give me some clues."
"The Killing City is so dangerous and the situation is complicated..."
"You don't want my son to have any accidents in there, right?"
Qian Pengju chuckled, with a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes.
"You stinky boy!" Qian Yucheng cursed angrily.
This child has really grown up and dares to talk to labor and management like this.
"I have already thought of what you are thinking of."
"Come here."
Seeing Qian Yucheng's angry expression, Qian Pengju did not dare to step forward.
"What are you doing standing around? Come here, I don't know how to eat people."
"Oh..."
Qian Peng raised his head and walked to him. Qian Yucheng reached out and lightly touched his forehead.
He promptly reminded: "Hold your breath and concentrate, I will teach you two skills now."
Qian Pengju remained motionless, feeling that there were some new memories in his mind.
After a minute, Qian Yucheng withdrew his hand, took two steps back, and briefly explained to him the contents of the two techniques.
"The first skill is called Tiangang Golden Bell. You can practice it under this waterfall every day. Once you successfully reach the third level, you can go to the Killing City."
"The second skill is called Chunyang Wuji Gong. When you practice soul power, you will have good results according to the formula. The disadvantage is that you need to maintain the body of a child before you reach the 6th level."
Qian Pengju nodded with satisfaction. These two techniques were indeed very practical for him.
That day the Gang Golden Bell had a miraculous effect in tempering his muscles and bones, which could increase his body's strength to another level.
It is no exaggeration to say that after reaching the third level of cultivation, he can tear apart soul beasts under two hundred years old with his bare hands.
The arm strength of both hands can reach five thousand kilograms, and he can use his martial spirit as a weapon!
To describe it in one word, it can only be a humanoid beast.
"This Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu, with your talent, it shouldn't be a problem to reach the sixth level in three years."
"The progress in the first three layers of the Tiangang Golden Bell will be very fast, but will slow down later."
"When you meet these two requirements, you can ask the sect leader to take you to the killing capital."
Qian Yucheng added another sentence, telling his son not to worry.
"I understand, haste makes waste in practice."
"I just feel that my physical strength has reached a bottleneck. Dad, your exercises came in too time."
Qian Pengju has plans for his own cultivation and has never felt impatient in his cultivation.
"That's good, I won't stay here any longer and leave first."
Qian Yucheng nodded, his figure fluctuated and then disappeared. Watching him leave, Qian Pengju stood up and began to test the cultivation method of the Tiangang Golden Bell.
He walked under the waterfall, took off his shirt, and began to use his mental skills to withstand the impact of the waterfall.
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On Tang San's side, his family came out of Tang Xiao's residence.
The courtyard 20 meters next door is where Tang Hao originally lived. This is also their home in Haotian Sect.
"Second brother, I've been keeping people in your house under watch. Aaron has already replenished the living supplies, so I won't disturb your family."
Tang Xiao said happily.
"Brother, see you tonight!" Tang Hao also smiled, and then led Ah Man and Tang San towards his home.
Arriving in front of his home, a trace of memory flashed in Tang Hao's eyes.
"I'm back..."
He didn't know who he was talking to.
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Tang San felt that his father was quite happy. This feeling was the first time he had seen him in so many years of living with him.
After the family of three entered the house, Tang Hao took the lead and said: "You will live in the room on the left, mistress, and your mother and I will live in the room on the right."
"That's the arrangement for tonight."
As soon as he opens his mouth, he looks like the head of the family.
"Yeah, no problem." Tang San was fine. He didn't have high requirements for where he lived.
Tang Hao said again: "Go and check out the room first, and have dinner at your uncle's house in the evening."
After he said this, he took Ah Man into the room on the right.
Tang San also walked into his room, looked at the brand new mattress on it, and thought of the first time he entered the Soul Master Academy.
"Qingwu...time flies so fast."
"In the blink of an eye I am already 20 years old."
Tang San sighed and quickly made the bed.
In the room on the right, Ah Man was making the bed, and Tang Hao was standing in front of the window with a look of hesitation on his face.
Aman made the bed and looked up to see the sad look on Tang Hao's face.
"What's wrong, are you worried about the mistress's assessment tomorrow?"
"Well, I wonder if the elders will change the content."
The couple could guess what the other was thinking just by looking at each other.
In order to prevent Tang San from hearing the couple's private conversations, Ah Man also used his own domain to cover her and Tang Hao.
"It is an ironclad fact that this child recognizes his ancestor and returns to the clan. Even though he is a soul from another world, his current identity is still our child."
"Other things... are not something we should consider for the time being."
She sighed, no one wanted this to happen.
"Perhaps my worries are unfounded. As far as his current performance is concerned, he is a qualified child."
"It's a pity that he is not your and my child."
Tang Hao shook his head, feeling that fate was playing tricks on people.
The couple's experience back then could be said to be a torturous one, but they didn't expect that their child had already been plotted by others.
Aman walked to Tang Hao and held his hand.
"Now that we are in good times, aren't our lives gradually getting better?"
"Even I didn't expect to be able to recover so quickly and come back to you."
"If the time comes...maybe!"
Tang Hao smiled and patted his wife's hand gently.
The couple stood in front of the window, quietly watching the sun slowly move westward.
Tang San was sitting cross-legged on the bed, adjusting his condition.
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(End of chapter)