Douluo Dalu

The 480th chapter of Xiao Tian Dou Luo (below)

Tang Xiao looked at Tang San, and his eyes changed a little more. "You look like your mother, but your character is more like your father. Yuehua, don't cry, maybe do this, my brother will feel more comfortable. Tomorrow. Hold a ceremony to recognize the ancestors for Xiaosan. You should arrange it."

Tang Yuehua wiped his tears and frowned, saying: "Big brother, don't you need to say hello to the elders of Zongmen? After all, they..."

Tang Xiao waved her hand. "You arrange it. I have a measure. It's better to put it on the table instead of private notice. You should take a small three to rest. Xiaosan, tomorrow's ancestral rites, remember, Haotian Unlike the outside world, it is not the ritual you learned from your aunt to stand in Zongmen. I will send you two words, tough. Here, strength is the right to speak. I want to replace your father. To do things, first you have to prove yourself to Zongmen with your own strength. Otherwise, you can't do anything."

With Tang Sansan out of the lord's room, Tang Yuehua has not recovered from sorrow. Imagine how heroic the second brother was, the youngest Contra in the mainland, and the feat of killing the pope in the siege. The Temple of the Soul has suffered an unprecedented shame. But now, he is self-harming, and no longer the courage of the year, can only wait for the end of life in the mountains. What a sad ending.

The residence of the Tianzong Castle is the second generation of the Zongmen and the elders of the Zongmen. Three generations and four generations of disciples lived in stone houses built after the castle.

Tang Yuehua arranged a residence for Tang San, and then he carefully asked Tang San to go back and see all the passes of Tang Yin. After listening to Tang San, I told the whole process. When I heard that Tang’s mother had hope for recovery, her emotions were calm.

The room arranged for Tang San is very simple, a small living room, about seven or eight square meters, ten square meters of bedroom, and a small bathroom. Basic daily necessities are available. This is the standard equipment for the three generations of Emperor Tianzong.

"Small three, I really want to see your father." Tang Yuehua said.

Tang San sighed. "I just felt very uncomfortable when I saw my dad's broken limb. But then I figured it out, maybe now, so that he can have no worries with his mother every day, for him. The best. Wait a while, when you have time, go. After all, the distance is quite far."

Tang Yuehua nodded. "Okay. Let's not say that your father is doing something. Tell me about it. This time you go back to Zongmen, what are your plans?"

Tang Sandao: "Dad hopes that I can worship Grandpa and then do something for the Zongmen as much as possible."

Tang Yuehua said: "The situation in Zongmen is very complicated now. If you look at your father's point of view, Zongmen is divided into two factions. The one headed by your uncle thinks that the original thing was not in your father, but because of Wuhun Temple. The conflict caused by the hegemony of the martial arts, although the Pope of the Wuhun Temple died, but your mother also passed away. The Wuhun Temple relied on its own powerful forces to exert pressure on the celestial celestial being. Your father draws a line. Actually, your father has not done anything wrong. The other group is headed by a few generations of elders who believe that your father does not think carefully. Combine with the soul beast. Only after the conflict was caused, the Zongmen almost confronted the Wu Hun Temple and caused irreparable consequences. Moreover, it was mad at your grandfather, and the sin was unforgivable. Tang Long, whom you saw today, belong to you. On this side, Tang Long is the son of your uncle who passed through the family. It is the first person of the three generations."

In the eyes of Tang San, there is a reflection of the light. "Aunt, are you telling me that I will be obstructed by the elders of the ancestral halls when I recognize the ancestors?"

Tang Yuehua nodded. "This is exactly the case. I am afraid that tomorrow's things will not be so smooth. Even if your father surrendered two soul bones, I am afraid it is difficult to get them forgiveness. The second brother has left the sect, and draws a line. I am afraid they will not It is easy to allow you to recognize your ancestors."

Tang San brows slightly wrinkled. "If the elders do not agree, what will happen?"

Tang Yuehua’s face became gloomy. “The worst result is to drive you out of the sect, to abolish the martial arts. You will even lead you. Find your father. Investigate his original guilt. Of course, this is almost not The situation may arise. Big brother is the sovereign, after all, the elders have to give him a few faces. If I don’t guess much, the elders will finally compromise and drive you out of the sect, not to recognize the children of Tianzong."

Tang San looked at Tang Yuehua and said: "What should I do? Since you are willing to let me back, I should have thought about it."

Tang Yuehua nodded. "Elders are old-fashioned, but they always take Zongmen as their priority. To get their recognition, you must first prove to your uncle, and prove your strength in front of them. Conquer them with strength. Then make some contributions to Zongmen. Then they can't object to your ancestor's return to the ancestors. The reason why your uncle reminds you of the hard word is to tell you that in our 昊天宗, it has always been hard to eat soft. At the beginning, your uncle and your father’s status in the Zongmen were completely played. Whoever disobeyed and hit his clothes, so he established authority. When your uncle returned to Zongmen to inherit the position of the lord, the elders also I have questioned, because he has always been with your father. Big Brother defeated all the elders by his own strength, which was unanimously recognized by them. He became the new generation of Emperor Tianzong. Therefore, tomorrow you recognize the ancestors The process will never be easy, you may wish to be tougher, and use your strength to prove that you have the ability to help Zongmen rebuild its glory."

Tang San slowly daggers, "Aunt, I understand."

Tang Yuehua stood up and touched the head of Tang San. "Then rest well. Recharge your batteries. I still have some things to prepare. The Zongmen meeting will be held tomorrow morning, when my aunt will see you."

After saying this, Tang Yuehua told Tang San that a meal would be sent by someone to let him rest.

Tang Yuehua left, and Tang sat on his bed in the middle of the bed. He recalled the process of returning to the Zongmen area today. The uncle and the aunt were obviously biased towards the father. It can be seen that the uncle was always referring to his father. Repressing his own emotions, and when he says that he looks like a mother, the tenderness that appears in his eyes can't be concealed. It seems that although his father had suffered, he had at least a love with his mother. Although the uncle was a sovereign, his suffering did not evade his father.

If you can successfully complete your father's wish, I am afraid I will see tomorrow.

Thinking of this, Tang San took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes and entered the state of cultivation. In the year of Yuexuan, although his speed of improvement has slowed down, he has learned what he has learned. Especially now that the Qijing Eight Pulses are completely unblocked, although the overall strength is not much improved, the internal forces are as endless as the Yangtze River and the rivers are far from being comparable.

Evening.

A soft knock on the door sounded.

Tang San slowly opened his eyes, "Please come in."

The door opened, first to find a head, it was a little girl, with two cute little braids on her head, looking like 13 or 4 years old.

"Are you a third uncle?" The crisp voice was very pleasant, and a pair of flexible big eyes looked curiously at Tang San.

Tang San smiled slightly. "Who are you? Come in."

The little girl pushed the door open and carried a food box in his hand. "You haven't told me, are you three uncles."

Tang San smiled and said: "If you are giving Tang Sanlai a meal, then it is correct. I am."

Xiaotoutou smiled, and a pair of big eyes looked at Tang San carefully. "Three uncles, you look so good. It is much better than my father."

Tang San stunned. "Who is your father?"

Xiao Shantou said: "My father is Tang Hu, the chief of the three generations of Zongmen."

Tang San’s doubt: “The third generation chief is not Tang Long’s brother?”

Xiaotou shook his head and said: "The third generation chief is my father, not Uncle Tang Long. My father often said that Tang Long uncle couldn't beat him. The last time he lost to Tang Long uncle was just bad luck." She placed the food box on the table beside the bed of Tang San, and looked at Tangshan with some big eyes and dissatisfaction.

Tang San smiled and said: "At some point, luck is also a part of strength. I don't know your name yet."

Xiaotoutou said: "My name is Tang Tiantian. Uncle San, you can call me sweet."

Tang San smiled and said: "Well, thank you, sweet." Looking at the clear and pure little girl in front of her eyes, Tang San couldn't help but think of her own scene like her. At that time, he had already met the little dance and met other people of Shrek. Everyone is working hard together to cultivate.

Sweet smiled at Tang San. "Three uncles, then I am gone. Goodbye. You smile so beautifully." After that, the little girl leaped and ran out.

Dinner is very simple, a plate of beef, four steamed buns, a stir-fried greens, and a large bowl of egg soup. Tang San was very sweet and returned to the first meal of Zongmen. In any case, this place is considered to be your own home in this world.

Nothing in the night, the next morning, Tang San got up at the habit of dawn and walked out of the door.