Chapter 77 Let the Mainland Feel the Way to DeathHaotian Sect. At this moment, the Haotian Sect was not as peaceful and cheerful as in the past. Instead, it was filled with white. All the disciples of the Haotian Sect were wearing white clothes. In the main hall of the Haotian Sect, there was a huge coffin, in which lay the dead Tang Zhen. Tang Xiao, the Six Elders of Haotian, and the tearful Tang Yuehua were all around the coffin. Due to her disfigurement, Tang Yuehua wore a veil on her face, but some of the hideous scars could not be covered. Since Tang Xiao didn't know that Tang Yuehua was also there to watch the duel, Tang Yuehua's injuries didn't get treated in time, and the result was like this. After Tang Yuehua was disfigured, she couldn't even go to Yuexuan, so she closed the door directly. After all, how could those noble disciples tolerate a woman with a scar that made them feel sick teaching them etiquette. "Brother, Yuehua, and several uncles." Tang Hao limped into the hall, leaning on a crutch with one of his trouser legs dragging on the ground. As one of his hands and arms were cut off, his cultivation level plummeted by twenty levels, and he looked almost ten years older. In addition, due to the severe bleeding and the sequelae of the explosion of all nine rings, his body was now extremely weak and he couldn't even gather murderous aura in his hands and feet. "What are you doing here, you jinx? You pissed off the sect master to death, and caused the Haotian Sect to lose two inherited soul bones. You have also completely disgraced the Haotian Sect's reputation and face! How dare you come here? Get out now!" Tang Lie pointed at the entrance of the hall and roared at Tang Hao. In his opinion, if Tang Hao had not challenged Qian Xunji beyond his capabilities, and then had a brain panic and used all nine rings to attack Qian Xunji, the sect leader would not have died, the sect's two inherited soul bones and a precious hundred thousand year soul bone would not have been taken away, the reputation of the Haotian Sect would not have plummeted, and no civilian soul masters would have joined.
It's all Tang Hao's fault that the Haotian Sect has become like this! ! Tang Yuehua said loudly: "Seventh Uncle, how can you blame all of this on Brother Hao? It was clearly caused by Qianxunji of the Spirit Hall. He was the one who humiliated Brother Hao first!" "You ugly useless bastard! You have no right to speak here! If you weren't the clan leader's daughter, get out of here right now!" Tang Lie cursed again. He had always looked down on Tang Yuehua, who was unable to cultivate her innate ninth level soul power. Later, Tang Yuehua was able to use that martial soul to earn a large amount of gold soul coins for the Haotian Sect, which made him feel a little better. But now, Tang Yuehua is useless, Tang Zhen is dead, and Tang Hao has become a disabled waste, so Tang Lie doesn't care about anything and curses whatever he wants. If he were in power, he would kick out Tang Yuehua, the freeloader and good-for-nothing, at the first opportunity! As for Tang Yuehua, she had earned a large amount of gold soul coins for the Haotian Sect. As a disciple of the Haotian Sect and the daughter of the Sect Master, she had been raised for so many years with free food and drink. Isn't this what she should do? Faced with the scolding, Tang Hao lowered his head, his face full of self-blame. Tang Yuehua was humiliated like this, and tears welled up in her beautiful eyes again. Her veil, which was already soaked, was now dripping with water. "Seventh Uncle, how can you say that about Yuehua and Haodi!" Tang Xiao was extremely angry, but the other party was his elder, and according to the education he received since childhood, he could not take action. "Seventh Brother, please be aware of your identity. Tang Hao and Yue Hua are the son and daughter of the sect master after all." When Tang Lie heard the words of the Second Elder, he snorted coldly and restrained his temper a little. Afterwards, Tang Zhen was buried in the Tang family's ancestral tomb, and Tang Xiao succeeded him as the leader of the Haotian Sect. A month later, Qian Xunji fought with Tang Hao, and the storm basically calmed down. On a balcony of the Pope's Palace, Qian Xunji was leisurely lying in a recliner, eating fruit and basking in the sun. He really had nothing to do, and his cultivation level had reached the peak of level 96 after absorbing Tang Hao's two soul bones. If he gained enough insights, he could break through to level 97 at any time. Qian Xunji really has no script to write. He has basically finished the work he needed to do. He no longer has any rivals in the soul master world. After he fought with Tang Hao, all the forces in the soul master world are now obedient, and he can't find any chance to entertain himself with them. Therefore, the script he can write now is for his daughter Qian Renxue. However, Qian Renxue is almost nine years old and is still too young. Even if she is gifted, the soul ring hormone cannot stimulate the development of the brain, so it will take a few more years before he can write the script. "Ji'er." A golden light flashed, and Qian Daoliu suddenly appeared beside Qian Xunji. "What's wrong, father?" Qian Xunji was still lying on the chair. What was wrong with being casual between father and son? "Why don't you discipline Xue'er properly!"
Qianxunji asked: "What happened to Xue'er? Her soul power is increasing very quickly?" "Look at you. You said I didn't pay attention to Xue'er, but now Xue'er is not doing her job properly. She is not practicing sword skills, but is actually practicing whip skills!" Qian Xunji was slightly stunned. Could it be that Qian Renxue saw him teasing Tang Hao and became interested in the whip? This was indeed a bit unprofessional, because the weapon of an angel is a sword, the divine artifact, the Holy Angel Sword. Qian Xunji used the whip mainly because he was lazy. With his status and strength, he couldn't just rush over and slap some ignorant clowns to death when facing them. That's why he thought of using his soul power to condense the whip and whip them. This is not only handsome, but also elegant and easy. Just then, Qian Renxue ran over happily, her face full of surprise, and Ah Yin was right behind her. When Qian Daoliu saw Qian Renxue, all the displeasure on his face disappeared, and he was filled with smiles. "What's wrong, Xue'er? Why are you so happy?" Qian Renxue said excitedly: "Dad, Grandpa, Mom is pregnant, Mom is pregnant again!" "Tell me slowly, what do you mean Ah Yin is pregnant again?" Because Ah Yin gave birth to a precious granddaughter who was a six-winged angel with a congenital full soul power of level 20, Qian Daoliu's grudge against Ah Yin was completely eliminated. Qian Daoliu: What, Ah Yin is a soul beast? If I say it’s not, then it’s not! When it matures, it’s a human being. Who objects? "Dad, Grandpa, Mom has a brother and sister, I'm going to be a big sister!" A Yin came over, stroked her belly, and nodded. Qian Daoliu nodded slightly. The prosperity of the Qian family was naturally what he hoped to see. He was going to have a grandson or granddaughter who was a six-winged angel and had an innate full soul power of level 20! Qianxun's eyes showed a thoughtful look. At this time, and it was such a coincidence, Ah Yin couldn't be pregnant with Tang San, after all, there were a lot of conspiracy theories, such as Tang San was brought here by Shura God, Shura God playing for him, and Shura God controlling everything. If it was really Tang San, Qian Xunji would only do one thing, which was to turn Tang San from an angel into a fallen angel, and let all the forces on the continent feel the shock of the way to death. Teach normal? Whitewash? Ugh! Don't you think the Qian family is soft-hearted? Especially the pedantic old man Qian Daoliu, who forced Qian Xunji to write the script in secret. If it is really Tang San, then all the major forces in the continent, especially the Haotian Sect, will feel the double standard and the joy of seeking death. Qian Xunji is extremely dissatisfied with the current policy of the Spirit Hall of awakening spirits for free and suppressing rebellious spirit masters free of charge, but he is powerless to change it. If we really do this, there is no problem, but the common people have to contribute their faith. As a result, how many people in the mainland know who the angel god is? Even Ning Fengzhi doesn’t know, and Yu Xiaogang has to do some popular science. It's a belief without us, so why should the Spirit Hall share the responsibility? There is a very good saying in Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils: In this world, without demons, without bad luck, without disasters, how could people burn incense? The play "Justice, My Foot" said it better: Corrupt officials are cunning, and honest officials are even more cunning! The cold light in Qianxunji's eyes flashed, and then he smiled again, "In that case, let's go on a trip as a family of four. We haven't been out for a trip since Xue'er was born." Qian Renxue jumped up excitedly, "Okay, okay, let's go play outside!" Qian Daoliu put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "I am not interested. I have to guard the Spirit Hall. You can go by yourselves. Don't delay Xue'er's training." Qianxunji waved his hand, "Father, don't think too highly of yourself. I never wanted to take you with me in the first place. Why would we take an old antique like you out for no reason? The family of four I'm referring to is me, Yin, Xue'er, and the baby in Yin's belly. Don't be so self-indulgent." (End of this chapter)
