Chapter 558 559. Tang Hao, Tang San and His Son, Do You Have Many Question Marks?

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The Heaven Dou Empire, the headquarters of the Zhatian Gang.

In the half a year since Yang Ming left, the popularity in the base camp has obviously become much stronger. The pedestrians on the street are mostly boys and girls under the age of twelve, but because they have practiced the qi technique, they are from the inside out. The outside exudes a sense of naturalness, self-confidence and generosity, and if it is taken out alone, it is the peerless embryo of handsome men and beautiful women.

Prince Xue Xing is very capable of management.

He secretly cultivated the orphans collected from the Heaven Dou Empire. Not all of them are suitable for fighting, and he didn't waste those who were not suitable for fighting. He let them learn a craft by themselves, such as metallurgy, tailoring, woodcarving, etc. Also because of the joining of this group of young people, it became popular.

And in the base camp of the Zhatian Gang, there are several places that these ordinary members must never step into.

Many people showed envious eyes when they passed the gates of Qinglong Hall, Zhuque Hall, Xuanwu Hall, and Baihu Hall.

In the backyard of Qinglongtang, under a big banyan tree.

Tang San sat cross-legged, a magnificent blue light surged from his body.

Compared to more than half a year ago, Tang San's strength is obviously stronger. Obviously, stimulated by Yang Ming's rapid strength improvement, Tang San has also worked extraordinarily hard recently.

A small clump of blue silver grass emerges from the palm of the right hand. There are no barbs given by ghost vines on the crystal grass leaves. It looks like it is thicker than ordinary blue silver grass, but the grass leaves like sapphires seem to be So pretty.

Especially the trace of golden texture in it gives people a very special aesthetic feeling.

This is not the Blue Silver Grass, but the real Blue Silver Emperor.

Tang San's martial spirit had already awakened, a circle of blue light spread outward, and blue silver grass emerged from the soil under his feet, thriving and thriving, bowing slightly towards Tang San's direction, as if Paying tribute to this emperor in the blue silver grass.

On the side, Tang Hao put his arms around his chest, nodded with satisfaction, and said:

"That's right, after this period of training, you've almost grown to the level 60 Soul Emperor."

Tang San lowered his head and glanced at the palms, especially the Martial Soul Blue Silver Emperor, looked a little absent-minded, and murmured:

"I don't know how strong Yang Ming is now?"

Hearing this, Tang Hao frowned.

Although Tang Hao really wanted to tell Tang San that Yang Ming was a freak who didn't grow up according to common sense, Tang San didn't need to compare with him in everything, but when he thought about the two growing up together, this kind of comparison sometimes It is also a kind of motivation, which can make the two compete fairly and accelerate their mutual growth.

Thinking of this, Tang Hao sighed slightly in his heart.

At this moment, Tang Hao's extremely powerful mental power sensed a breath coming outside the Zhatian Gang's headquarters.

Tang Hao was very familiar with one of the auras, and it was Yang Ming.

As for the other aura, it was very strange, making Tang Hao feel both familiar and unfamiliar.

At the same time, Tang Hao was sensitively aware that the power contained in that aura was very powerful, and the opponent's mental power was also very sensitive. As soon as he realized that he was probing the opponent's details from afar, he immediately restrained the aura on his body, and disappeared from his spiritual perception. It was as if there had never been such a person.

"Dad, what's the matter?"

Seeing Tang Hao's brows furrowed tightly, Tang San thought it was something wrong with his cultivation, so he hurriedly asked.

"Yang Ming is back." Tang Hao paused, and before Tang San was happy, he said solemnly: "However, he brought back a strange guest, so I'm not sure, let's go out to meet them together. "

"Um."

Tang San nodded heavily, and took back his spirit, Blue Silver Emperor. Without the nourishment of his soul power, the blue silver grass that grew in the backyard suddenly wilted one by one.

The two go hand in hand, and the speed is fast.

In just a cup of tea, the two of them had already left the base camp that was as big as a small town.

The wind and sand whizzed, and the cold wind hunted.

The foxtails were turning around on the ground, and the corners of their clothes rustled.

In the line of sight, Yang Ming was walking with a strange middle-aged man. Neither of them was wearing the unique black robes of the Zhatian Gang, but appeared in their original appearance.

The golden blue light in Tang San's eyes faltered, and he noticed the strange attire of the middle-aged man beside Yang Ming at a glance.

It was said that he was dressed weirdly, but in fact it was because he was completely different from everyone else on the Douluo Continent, but very similar to the monks Tang San had seen in his last life.

This middle-aged man has a compassionate face, holding a Zen staff, wearing cassock, bald head, and wearing straw sandals. There is a gentle aura emanating from his body, which can make people get close to him subconsciously.

Tang San's eyes were confused at first, and then he became excited, and his eyes regained clarity.

Ordinary people see mountains as mountains and see seas as seas, while experts see mountains as mountains and see seas as seas.

Tang San looked at this middle-aged monk in horror. You must know that he has followed his father to cultivate his spiritual power. Although he is not as strong as the spirit bone obtained in the original book, it is still not to be underestimated. His senses, how could this not frighten him?

If the other party was an enemy and had malicious intentions towards him, Tang San believed that he might have died during the trance just now.

Tang San tilted his head, wanting to ask Tang Hao what the other party's background was. After all, a person with such ability is probably not an ordinary unknown person in today's world.

However, Tang San was surprised to find that his father, the man who always had a straight face and didn't have much expression all day long, actually showed a very strange expression for the first time, three parts surprised, four parts happy, Unbelievable five.

Without waiting for Yang Ming and the mysterious man to approach, Tang Hao took Tang San's hand, and with a reverent and respectful look, he strode forward. Seeing that mysterious man half kneeling on the ground on the spot!

You know, what a proud man Tang Hao is!

But now, he half-knelt in front of a strange man!

Just when Tang San went in without knowing it, Tang Hao saw that he was unmoved, and quickly grabbed Tang San's arm, making him half-kneel down with him.

Tang San:"???"

Tang San looked confused, what's going on?

Afterwards, he saw his father lower his proud head and said respectfully:

"Welcome Grandpa!"

Hearing this, Tang San suddenly realized.

Only the patriarch of the Haotian School who ruled the world back then could make his father so pale, right?

Tang San also respectfully said:

"Welcome great-grandfather!"

However, to the surprise of the two of them, Tang Chen's reaction was very cold. He just clasped his hands together and said:

"Amitabha! The poor monk has escaped into Buddhism, and the name Tang Chen has become a thing of the past."

Tang Hao and Tang San: "???"

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