Chapter 107: Tang Clan in Shu

After an unknown amount of time, the falcon slowly stopped flapping its wings and landed outside the Star Forest.

The two women did not seem to realize that they were out of danger. They knelt on the ground and stared into the forest for a long time without saying a word.

As if expecting that figure to appear.

Tears kept filling my eyes and couldn't be wiped away no matter how hard I tried.

Very long time.

Under the expectant gaze of the two girls, the figure finally appeared in their sight tremblingly.

Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu felt excited and ran up quickly.

"elder brother"

"rather"

The two girls' words were stuck in their throats and they could no longer utter them. They covered their mouths in pain.

Ning Bei's left arm and right leg had completely disappeared, and his entire body was covered with hideous wounds. Blood was gushing out of the wounds.

Ning Rongrong came to her brother with a broken heart, and for a moment she didn't know where to touch her hands.

"Brother, woo woo woo."

Ning Bei forced a smile with difficulty and looked at the two girls in front of him who were in tears.

"Okay, it's safe now."

After saying this, he seemed to have lost all his strength and fell down.

Seeing this, Xiao Wu hurriedly came behind Ning Bei, dragged him, let him lean on her legs, and looked towards the interior of the forest with vicious eyes.

"I will never let that evil dragon have an easy time. I will teach Da Ming and Er Ming a lesson when they come back."

Then she looked at Ning Bei in her arms and cried, not caring even though the blood on his body stained her.

"Brother Ning Bei, you'll be fine, don't scare Xiao Wu!"

Ning Bei smiled miserably, his tone very weak.

"Don't be sad, you two. I am very happy to see you are safe and sound. You must practice well in the future and help me get revenge."

Hearing Ning Bei's tone as if he was explaining his last wishes, Ning Rongrong immediately burst into tears.

"I don't want it. Brother, you won't die. We must practice well in the future. Please don't die!"

The little rabbit also nodded quickly, indicating that he would practice well and would not be lazy anymore.

"You promised, if you go back on your word, you will have to swallow a thousand needles."

The two girls didn't notice that Ning Bei, who was lying there, had a sly smile on his face and was still sad.

Ning Bei, who was outside the illusion, shook his head in amusement. He hoped that after all the effort he put in, he could make them understand the importance of cultivation.

Then, Ning Bei turned his gaze towards the God King Tang who was standing beside him. In the dream, he was almost at the exit of the Star Dou Great Forest. He looked relaxed, as if he was out of danger.

"Humph, the birth of a strong person is always accompanied by sacrifice. I will remember you."

Just as he turned his head to look into the forest with mockery, a terrifying giant shadow appeared before him.

It was the one hundred thousand year old Earth Tyrannosaurus, and at this moment it was looking at Tang San in front of it with a cruel face.

"Damn it, you losers, can't you even delay him? No, I can't die here, I'm almost at the exit."

Thinking of this, the panicked Tang San quickly mobilized his remaining soul power and rushed out quickly.

But with his current speed, he was no match for a hundred thousand year soul beast. He took a few steps in front of Tang San and slapped him with one claw.

Tang San could only watch helplessly as the sharp claws of the Earth Tyrannosaurus pierced him, his heart filled with regret. He should not have listened to the master's nonsense and came to this useless academy, otherwise he would not have suffered this hardship.

Blood dripped slowly, and Tang San felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier until they lost all their light.

"I don't know if there will be another chance in this life."

After an unknown amount of time, Tang San opened his eyes again. The familiar yet unfamiliar roof in front of him made him sit up in shock.

"Is this, Tang Sect?" Tang San then discovered that his body had undergone different changes. His palms became very small. He glanced around and his eyes widened immediately.

"Am I six years old again? Is this the time when I just joined the outer sect of the Tang Sect?"

Tang San suddenly felt strange. He was clearly killed by a 100,000-year-old Earth Tyrannosaurus in the Star Dou Great Forest. Was everything in Douluo Continent just a dream?
Trying hard to summon his Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit, he found no response at all. Tang San slowly began to accept the fact that he had returned to the Tang Sect of Bashu.

Anyway, in the Douluo World, my father doesn’t want me anymore.

Just when he was about to try to practice Xuantian Gong, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open and the current sect leader Tang Yun walked in.

"Xiao San, are you still not awake?"

"Zong leader?"

Tang Yun frowned when he heard Tang San's words.

"Master? Have you forgotten that I accepted you as my disciple yesterday? You should call me Master!"

"what?"

Tang San looked at the elder in front of him in a daze, "When did you accept me as your disciple? Did something go wrong?"

"What? I saw that you have great talent, so I accepted you as my last disciple, but you want to slack off on the first day?"

Tang San pointed at himself in surprise.

"Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"Humph, if you don't want to, I can take it back."

Seeing that the other party was starting to get angry, Tang San quickly put aside his doubts. No matter what, he could become an inner disciple of the Tang Sect, and also the disciple of the sect master. Then, in the future, he would no longer have to be sneaky when making those hidden weapons on the rankings, and he could also practice all the internal skills and martial arts in the Xuantian Treasure Record openly.

Let’s deal with the current situation first.

"No, Master, I was confused because of my sleep. I will get up and practice well now."

Seeing this, Tang Yun nodded with satisfaction.

"Did you write down all the Xuantian Baolu I gave you yesterday?"

"I've memorized it all. I've memorized it by heart."

"Hmm? I only taught you once, are you sure you remember it all?"

After hearing this, Tang Yun showed a slight displeasure on his face. He felt that Tang San was afraid of being scolded by him and thus deceived himself.

Tang San obviously saw through his thoughts, bowed and said.

"If you don't believe me, Master, you can test me."

"Well, you recite the Xuantian Treasure Record once. If I know that you have deceived me, I will punish you by making you face the wall and reflect on your mistakes."

"Yes, master."

Tang San did not dare to delay and skillfully began to recite the Xuantian Baolu that he had practiced for two lifetimes.

"General principles, first, never let someone you can't trust know your true strength."

"second."

"Finally, the method of grappling: Control the crane and capture the dragon, use a little force to move a great force, and turn the attack into something invisible."

Tang San recited the Xuantian Baolu from the general outline to the techniques, pointed out the cultivation methods and key points one by one, and then looked at the master expectantly.

Tang Yun stroked his beard with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He only taught it once, but this child not only memorized it by heart, but was also able to apply it to other situations?

"Xiao San, your talent is indeed amazing, but you must not be proud. You must practice diligently, understand? Whether the Tang Sect can return to its peak depends on your efforts."

After hearing this, Tang San was very excited. He could finally carry forward the Tang Sect's unique skills in an open and aboveboard manner.

"Yes, Master, Tang San will definitely work hard to practice Xuantian Baolu and study the manufacturing methods of various hidden weapons."

"Ah."

Tang Yun nodded with satisfaction and then walked out of Tang San's room.

(End of this chapter)

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