Douluo: The Second Young Master of the Spirit Hall, Becoming a God through Studying

Chapter 296: Qianyucheng's Transmission of Power, Tang Hao's Real Home in Haotianzong (Please Recommend)

"what?!"

Qian Pengju was unable to react for a moment. The first generation leader of Haotian Sect was in the Slaughter City? !

Great-grandfather Tang Chen... is in that place where the fallen gather? !

"I have privately investigated his last traces of activities, and the last place he appeared was the City of Slaughter."

"After he entered the City of Slaughter, he never came out again."

Qian Yucheng explained.

In the original novel, Tang Chen was in the City of Slaughter, and he was the King of Slaughter.

But Qian Pengju needs to find this out by himself, and the most he can give his son is a hint.

"The people in the sect worship this great grandfather very much. They all say that if the old sect master was still alive, the Spirit Hall would never dare to act rashly."

Qian Pengju had never seen Tang Chen, but he had heard a lot about his deeds in the sect.

The Haotian unique skills he practiced were all cultivation methods created by the old sect master Tang Chen specifically for the Haotian Hammer.

"Your great-grandfather is known as one of the three greatest Douluo in the world, along with your grandfather."

"The last one is a strong man in the ocean. When you bring him out of the Slaughter City, you will still need the help of this last strong man."

Qian Yucheng said again.

"Dad, even if we are 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 anything to happen to me, your son, in there, do you?"

Qian Pengju chuckled, a sly gleam in his eyes.

"You little bastard!" Qian Yucheng cursed angrily.

This kid has really grown up and is now itching for trouble, daring to talk to me like this.

"I have already thought of everything you have thought of."

"Come here for a moment."

Seeing Qian Yucheng with a hint of anger, Qian Pengju didn't dare to step forward.

"What are you standing there for? Come here, I'm not a cannibal."

"Oh…"

Qian Peng stood up and walked in front of him, Qian Yucheng stretched out his hand and lightly touched his forehead.

He reminded her in time: "Hold your breath and concentrate. I will teach you two skills now."

Qian Pengju remained motionless, feeling some new memories forming in his mind.

A minute later, Qian Yucheng withdrew his hand, took two steps back, and briefly explained to him the contents of the two exercises.

"The first skill is called Tiangang Jinzhongzhao. You can practice it under this waterfall every day to strengthen your body. Once you successfully practice to the third level, you can go to the Slaughter City."

"The second technique is called Pure Yang Wuji Gong. When you cultivate your soul power, you will get good results by following the formula. The disadvantage is that you need to remain a virgin until you reach the sixth level."

Qian Pengju nodded with satisfaction. These two skills were indeed very practical to him.

The Tiangang Golden Bell Cover has a miraculous effect in tempering muscles and bones, and can increase the strength of his body.

It is no exaggeration to say that after practicing to the third level, 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 one can use his martial spirit as a weapon!

If I have to describe it in one word, it can only be a human-shaped beast.

"With your talent, it shouldn't be a problem for you to reach the sixth level of Pure Yang Wuji within three years."

"Progress in the first three levels of Tiangang Jinzhongzhao will be very fast, but it will slow down afterwards."

"Once you meet these two requirements, you can let the Sect Master take you to the Slaughter City."

Qian Yucheng added that his son should not be anxious.

"I understand. More haste makes waste when it comes to cultivation."

"I just felt that my physical strength had reached a bottleneck. Dad, your skills came just in time."

Qian Pengju had arrangements for his own cultivation and had never felt any impatience in his cultivation.

"That's good. I won't stay here any longer. I'll leave first."

Qian Yucheng nodded, and his figure disappeared after a while. Watching him leave, Qian Pengju stood up and began to test the method of practicing Tiangang Jinzhongzhao.

He walked to the foot of the waterfall, took off his shirt, and began to use his mental skills to withstand the impact of the waterfall.

...

On Tang San's side, his family came out from Tang Xiao's residence.

The courtyard 20 meters next door is where Tang Hao originally lived, and this is also their home in the Haotian Sect.

"Second brother, I have someone watching over your house. Aaron has already replenished the daily necessities. I will not disturb your family anymore."

Tang Xiao said cheerfully.

"Brother, see you tonight!" Tang Hao also smiled, then took A'man and Tang San towards his home.

Arriving at the door of his home, a glimmer of reminiscence flashed in Tang Hao's eyes.

"I'm back……"

He didn't know who he was talking to.

Tang San actually felt that his father was quite happy. This was the first time he had seen such a feeling in all the years he had lived with him.

After the family of three walked into the house, Tang Hao took the lead and said, "You will live in the room on the left, Xiao San, and your mother and I will live in the room on the right."

"That's the temporary arrangement for tonight."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he looked like the head of the family.

"Yeah, no problem." Tang San was fine. He didn't have any high requirements for where to live.

Tang Hao said again: "Let's go check out the room first, and then have dinner at your uncle's house tonight."

After he said this, he took Aman 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 scene when he first entered the Soul Master Academy.

"Qingwu...time flies by so fast."

"In the blink of an eye, I'm already 20 years old."

Tang San sighed and quickly made the bed.

In the room on the right, A'man was making the bed, and Tang Hao was standing in front of the window with a hesitant look on his face.

After A'man made the bed, she looked up and saw the sad look on Tang Hao's face.

"What's wrong? Are you worried about Xiao San'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 their private conversation, A'man used her own domain to cover her and Tang Hao.

"It is an established fact that this child has returned to his roots. Even though he is a soul from another world, he is still our child."

"Other things... are not something we should consider for now."

She sighed. No one wanted this to happen.

"Maybe I am worrying too much. Based on his current performance, he is a qualified kid."

"It's a pity that he is not our child."

Tang Hao shook his head, feeling that it was fate that was playing tricks on him.

The couple's experience back then could be described as being displaced, but they didn't expect that their child had long been a part of others' plans.

A'man walked up to Tang Hao and held his hand.

"Now that things have turned around, aren't our lives gradually getting better?"

"Even I didn't expect that I could recover so quickly and be back by your side."

"Maybe!"

Tang Hao smiled and gently patted his wife's hand.

The couple stood in front of the window, watching the sun slowly move westward.

Tang San sat cross-legged on the bed, adjusting his state.

……

(End of this chapter)