Chapter 113 The Death of Bibi Dong
"Blue Silver Grass?"
In the main hall of the Haotian Sect, Tang Xiao looked at the blue grass on Tang San's right hand. There is also a silver vein, but the silver vein is very shallow, and there is a look of reminiscence in the eyes, as if seeing the old Ah Yin, but Ah Yin's Blue Silver Grass is Blue Silver Emperor, and Blue Silver Emperor is densely covered with golden veins.
Tang Xiao sighed softly, feeling a little disappointed. He originally thought that Tang San would awaken the Clear Sky Hammer. If it was the Clear Sky Hammer with innate soul power, then he would definitely regard Tang San as the next successor of the Clear Sky Sect. Cultivated by the patriarch.
But I didn’t expect that Tang San’s martial spirit would be Blue Silver Grass. Without the Clear Sky Hammer, there would be no real Tang family, and Tang San’s descendants would not be able to be included in the family tree at all.
The Haotian Sect obviously does not have deep theoretical research. In the original book, Tang San returned to the Haotian Sect. The elders learned that Tang San, Tang Hao's son, had a spirit of blue silver grass. They had no doubts at all and were ready to drive Tang San away.
After learning that they were twin martial souls, except for Tang Xiao, the people in the first sect had no doubts about the twins of the abandoned martial souls Blue Silver Grass and Clear Sky Hammer. They just thought that Tang San’s Blue Silver Grass was a mutated Blue Silver Grass. Silver grass.
"Uncle, I want to leave the Clear Sky Sect."
"Where do you want to go?"
Tang Xiao did not refuse, because Tang San had not awakened the Clear Sky Hammer. It's the Wasted Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, not the Blue Silver Emperor. What's the use of having full innate soul power? Just like Yu Xiaoan, the upper limit is fixed.
He is not considered a real Tang family member. Even if he is beaten half to death or even to death by those Tang family disciples, the most he can do is punish those Tang family disciples. One life cannot be worth one life. Letting Tang San leave may be the best choice. .
“I want to go to the border of Tiandou Empire and study at any junior soul master academy.”
“Why do you want to go to such a far place?”
Tang San Naturally, there is no way to explain why he wants to find Xiao Wu. What he has revealed so far is the Blue Silver Grass of the Wasted Martial Soul, a 100,000-year-old transformed soul beast. The Haotian Sect will definitely capture him and raise him in captivity immediately after learning that he has two Martial Souls. Still leaving Haotian Sect? Stay here to practice!
“Uncle, I’m afraid, I’m afraid of those people, I’m afraid they’ll come looking for me if I’m close.”
There was a cry in Tang San's voice as he spoke, as if he was really being bullied. In fact, he did have a psychological shadow.
"Okay, okay, uncle will send someone to take you there."
Tang Xiao really pities this nephew. The two and a half years of bullying are really too dark. Once the small forest was stripped bare He threw away his clothes and ran home naked and bruised. Most of the people in the Haotian Sect saw him, which dealt a huge blow to Tang San's self-esteem.
Another time, if the disciples of the Min clan hadn't found out in time and called Bai He, Tang San would really have been thrown into the pit to eat. Because of this, Tang San was so frightened that he never dared to go out again until his martial spirit awakened.
“If you are lonely outside, you can write to your uncle. Your uncle is your forever relative.”
Tears appeared in Tang San's eyes. He truly, truly felt what father's love was, pure father's love. In the previous life, his father learned that he only had the Blue Silver Grass martial spirit. The disappointment and indifference were the same as after revealing the Clear Sky Hammer. My love and care are really a 180-degree contrast with my uncle's care.
Afterwards, Tang San brought a lot of gold soul coins and some training resources, and was escorted by a soul emperor from the Haotian Sect, heading towards Notting City and Notting College.
Originally Tang Xiao wanted Tang San to obtain a hundred-year soul ring before leaving, but Tang San refused. He was familiar with Yu Xiaoan's theory and knew that the first soul ring was the most important martial soul. A soul ring, the cornerstone of the cultivation path, laying the foundation for the future cultivation path.
If the Haotian Sect randomly found a soul ring for him, wouldn't it damage his talent? It would be better to follow the original script and get the Mandala Snake.
On the carriage, Tang San opened the curtain and looked at the horizon, with endless longing in his eyes.
Xiao Wu, are you okay? Are you also reborn like me and Rongrong? We haven’t seen each other for six years. Do you miss me? Third brother is here to see you. ”
While Tang San was heading to Notting City, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect was also going to have its annual spirit awakening day.
Everyone present gathered around a small, blue figure. A little girl in a short skirt. Her long chestnut hair is spread behind her. Her facial features are sculpted like a porcelain doll. She is as cute as a porcelain doll. Her skin is as smooth as silk, with not a single hair on it. She is as white as snow and tender. It seemed that water could be squeezed out, and her hand was dragging a pagoda with shining lights.
Who else could this little girl be besides Ning Rongrong? Elder Ning Que, who was awakened by Ning Rongrong, looked at Ning Rongrong. Her appearance, if her long chestnut hair were dyed pink, would be like that of the former little princess Bibi Dong when she first came to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. The two of them look so similar, they are almost carved from the same mold. < br>
However, Ning Que had suspicions in his heart, but he didn't dare to say them out, because Ning Fengzhi issued an order two years ago for the disciples of the sect to regard Bibi Dong's matter as a taboo. Anyone who dares to say a word will be dealt with according to the sect's rules.
Gu Douluo suddenly said: "Fengzhi, take a look, Rongrong's Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda seems to be a little different from yours!"
Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi also stared closely. Holding the martial spirit in Ning Rongrong's hand, "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, eight? Eight floors, eight treasure glazed tower!"
Ning Fengzhi felt a rush in her heart The blood rushes forward, it's worth it, it's so worth it. Bibi Dong in the secret room got a twin martial soul like Gu Chen, a super genius with innate soul power! I also got the Eight Treasures Glazed Pagoda! This means that the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect can be renamed the Eight Treasures Glazed Sect in the future! !
The most fortunate thing in his life for Ning Fengzhi was the decision to make Bibi Dong, the traitor in the secret room, the genius output machine of the Qibao Glazed Sect!
At the same time, a flash of murderous intent flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes, Bibi Dong was no longer of use, and it was time for her to disappear from this world.
Ning Rongrong was stunned on the spot, and then she was ecstatic. Eight Treasures Glazed Pagoda, is this the benefit of rebirth? If I take the Qiluo Tulip given by my third brother again, will I evolve into the Ten Treasures Glazed Pagoda?
Ning Fengzhi came to Ning Rongrong with the crystal ball, "Rongrong, come, put your hand on it."
Ning Rongrong's palm touched the crystal ball, and in an instant, the whole The crystal ball lit up completely.
“The Eight Treasures Glazed Pagoda is innately full of soul power! God bless the Seven Treasures!”
Qibao Hall, in a dark secret room.
A man had a collar around his neck and two arms. He was as skinny as a stick and looked extremely old. His hair was as rough as thatch and seemed to have no nutrients at all.
If this person were thrown outside, no one would believe that she was the little princess Bibi who once fascinated the entire Tiandou City and the Qibao Glazed Sect. The Qibao Glazed Sect was rumored to have been dead for fifteen years. East.
Bibi Dong was wearing a long dress, but there was nothing inside. You can understand why.
The door to the secret room opens.
Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo walked in.
Ning Fengzhi looked at Bibi Dong with no emotion in his eyes, let alone any pity or pity. He was unwilling to touch Bibi Dong now, and Bibi Dong seemed to have lost his soul. He was left looking like a walking zombie, and he hadn't made a sound for a long time, including doing that kind of thing.
"Uncle Bones, kill Bibi Dong and let her disappear completely from this world. Don't even leave any bones behind."
Hearing this, Bibi Dong's eyes were empty. A glimmer of light seemed to have returned, and his fingers moved.
"Bibi Dong, you brought it all on yourself. No wonder we, I, Fengzhi and the old bitch gave you countless opportunities, but you didn't seize them."
"Gah~~~!!"
A hoarse sound that didn't seem to be human came from Bibi Dong's mouth. Bibi Dong's broken spirit recovered again. Her face looked as ferocious as a ghost, and the chains behind her arms and neck "rubbed" "Rub" vibration, staring at Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo, as if they want to eat your flesh, sleep on your skin, drink your blood, dig out your bones, and break your corpse into thousands of pieces!
The soul is ripped out and tortured forever!
“Twist! Sew! Zhi——” (Ning Fengzhi)
“Solid! Rong——” (Gu Rong)
Bibi Dong could not speak clearly, but her words were full of murderous intent and resentment. She hated, she hated Ning Fengzhi, Gu Rong!
She hates the mortal heart that left her alone, she hates Qian Xunji who sent her to Qibao Glazed Sect, and she hates everything in this world except Yu Xiaoan!
Ning Fengzhi waved his hand with a calm expression, as if to ward off flies.
Bone Douluo slapped it casually, covering it with black soul power. Bibi Dong was shattered into pieces, turned into a ball of blood foam and bone residue, and was teleported to an unknown place.
(End of this chapter)