Douluo: One thought of gods and demons, inheriting the dual positions of good and evil

Chapter 130 Tang Hao is controlled
After resolving the affairs of the Haotian Sect,

Qian Renxin thought of Tang Hao and his son, whom he had put aside for several years, and then saw a scene thousands of miles away through the divine consciousness left by the Rakshasa God.

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Southwest of the Tiandou Empire, Fasno Province,

In a dilapidated wooden house in Holy Soul Village,

Tang Hao, with an unshaven beard, lay on the edge of the bed, surrounded by countless bottles of wine. As a Titled Douluo, his physical fitness could definitely resist alcohol, but he deliberately used his body to endure the strong liquor so that he could escape reality.

Ah Yin sacrificed himself, and the sect went into seclusion.
He was almost crushed out of all hope, and he lost all his energy and spirit. He just indulged himself in drinking.

A blue-haired boy of five or six years old stepped on a stool and came to the stove, stirring the rice porridge in the pot with a wooden spoon.

Turning to look at his drunk father,

He had a complicated expression, then sighed deeply, thinking that he was really unlucky.
In my previous life, I was an orphan and was adopted by the elder of the outer sect of Tang Clan.
He is no longer an orphan in this life. God has found him a living father who has been taking care of Tang Hao since he was four years old.
Before he was able to take care of himself, he was almost always hungry. As long as Tang Hao drank, it meant he would have no food to eat for the whole day.

If the village chief had not taken pity on me and come to feed me from time to time, I would have starved to death before I was old enough to take care of myself.

Seeing that the rice porridge is cooked,
He poured out a bowl for breakfast, and after drinking it, he told the drunk Tang Hao,
"Father, I left breakfast in the pot, remember to eat it."

Tang Hao responded vaguely.
Tang San said no more and quickly left the wooden house and went to his secret base to practice the Tang Sect's skills.

After he left,

A hint of black and red suddenly appeared in Tang Hao's eyes, instantly occupying his entire spiritual sea.

Having been addicted to alcohol for several years, his willpower had long been depressed, and he was no match for Tang Chen. Rakshasa could easily control him and change his thinking without him noticing.

"Rakshasa God, have you been able to completely control Tang Hao's will?" Qian Renxin looked at the scene before him and asked the black and red energy.

"Dear heir of the God King, Tang Hao's willpower is weak, and the divine consciousness left by Tang Chen has been taken back, so it is still very easy for a Titled Douluo." Luosha God answered respectfully.

Qian Renxin nodded with confidence.
In this case, he can also prepare to plan what to do next.

Time flies,

quickly,

The early morning had passed, and the ray of rosy light on the horizon had also dissipated, with the sun barely showing a corner.
Sitting on the top of the mountain, Tang San took in the purple air from the horizon.
He recently felt that Xuantian Gong had reached a bottleneck, so he spent all his time practicing the Purple Demon Eye.
Unfortunately, the Purple Demon Eye is not as convenient as the Mysterious Heavenly Art, and can only be practiced by catching the purple air from the sky in the early morning.

"Strange, why on earth? Even though I'm in the Douluo Continent where soul power is even more abundant, the Xuantian Gong has reached a bottleneck..."

He was puzzled, and after thinking for a while without getting an answer, he got up and rushed home.

At this moment, a sound suddenly appeared from behind the big tree on the mountain.
"As expected, Xiaosan. I've always heard in the village that you're acting mysteriously on the mountain every morning, and I actually caught you there."

Tang San felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and quickly turned his head to look.
An elderly man in plain clothes walked up with a cane, a kind smile on his face.
"Good morning, Grandpa Jack."

Tang San forced a smile and greeted the village chief.
But in fact, there is an undercurrent in my heart.

Just now, he was practicing his skills with his clone and had no intention of looking around.
He was not sure whether the other party had seen him practice the Purple Demon Eye.
His identity as a time traveler was the one he kept most secret. He didn't know whether the people on this continent would accept this identity. If it was known to others and he became the public enemy of the continent, he would be doomed.

Moreover, once the Tang Sect's skills such as Xuantianlu Purple Demon Eye were exposed in Douluo Continent, it would definitely bring him a lot of trouble. Even a behemoth like the Spirit Hall would not let him go.
[Tang Sect Rules Article 3]
If you are sure that the other party is an enemy and has the means to kill him, do not show mercy, otherwise it will only cause you more trouble.

As a disciple who grew up in Tang Sect,
Tang San knew the Tang Sect Code by heart, and his conduct was always in accordance with the Tang Sect Code.

He was still unsure whether Grandpa Jack would reveal his information. If there was any risk, he would have to follow the Tang Sect's style and assume that the other party was seeking death.
"Xiao San, why are you here on the mountain so early in the morning? Wouldn't it be nice to sleep in at home at this time?"

Jack didn't realize that the child in front of him had murderous intentions. He just smiled and sat on a rock and asked,

"Dad didn't sleep last night, so I got up early and cooked rice porridge. After dinner, I wanted to see the sunrise."

Tang San replied calmly,
"Hmph, that lazy bastard Tang Hao. He's a skilled blacksmith, but he can't even take care of his own child. Just mentioning him makes me angry!"

Jack cursed twice, looking like he was really disappointed with Tang Hao, and then he didn't mention it again.

Seeing the other party scolding Tang Hao,
Tang San frowned slightly, but didn't say much.
Although Tang Hao is not quite competent, for him who has only had a father in two lifetimes, it is a rare fatherly love, and he still has some feelings for him.

But considering that Jack had raised him since he was a child, he was generous enough not to take it to heart.

And judging from Jack's performance just now,

This means that the other party was simply curious about his coming to the mountain in the morning, and did not notice anything strange about his practice. The explanation of enjoying the scenery in the morning should have convinced the other party.

"By the way, I have some good news to tell you."

Jack continued cheerfully, "Xiao San, you're almost six years old now. In a month, your martial spirit will awaken. Once your martial spirit awakens, you might even become a spirit master."

As the head of the village, Jack can bring great help to the village as long as a soul master is born.
After all, a soul master can bring about a slight improvement in the development of the Holy Soul Village, which is a leap forward.

As for Tang San, he has been around since he was a child. It can be said that he is born smart and intelligent. The awakening of a soul master's talent is generally related to the parents' genes, but it is also related to the child himself.
The more extraordinary a child is at a young age, the more likely they are to awaken their soul master talent. This is God's favor to these people.

"Martial Soul, Soul Master?"

Tang San was puzzled, and then he learned from Jack the basic concept of martial spirits in this world, and also understood why his Xuantian Gong had reached a bottleneck.

(End of this chapter)