mc-med Chapter 97 Old Tang's Disappearance, the Martial Soul Appearing Out of Nowhere
Chapter 97 Old Tang's Disappearance, the Martial Soul Appearing Out of Nowhere
Chapter 97 Old Tang's Disappearance, the Martial Soul Appearing Out of Nowhere
Tian Dou City, Tang Clan Branch.
Outside a quaint courtyard, Wu Changkong was waiting with Tang Wulin at the entrance, while Tang Wulin looked around.
The courtyard gate was vermilion, the walls were very high and slightly mottled, and there were no signs. Compared with the surrounding high-rise buildings, it looked more like an ancient artifact. Yet, this courtyard appeared not far from the core area of Tiandou City.
"Wu Lin, don't be nervous when you go in. Just tell me the truth about your cultivation progress." Wu Changkong looked at the door in front of him, a hint of reminiscence flashing in his eyes, and instructed Tang Wu Lin.
"Yes, Teacher Wu." Tang Wulin nodded heavily, his expression full of determination. After seeing Wu Changkong fight against the evil soul masters on the Soul Guidance Train for the sake of Tang Sect's beliefs, he believed that Tang Sect was a good sect.
Although the dance teacher fell asleep immediately after going on stage...
"Sigh, I wonder where Old Tang went," Tang Wulin sighed inwardly, as if he had thought of something.
After he and Teacher Wu woke up, he was relieved that the evil spirit master hadn't killed them. However, Old Tang, who had been in his spiritual sea, had disappeared and didn't reappear no matter how much he called out to him.
When Old Tang disappeared, Tang Wulin felt a sense of loss, but he also felt a sense of relief, because he no longer had to accept Old Tang's ideas.
In his view, Lao Tang's ideas were too extreme and had nothing to do with purity and innocence...
"Perhaps this is a good thing..." Tang Wulin thought to himself.
Just then, Wu Changkong pushed open the courtyard gate, and a greeting came from behind, "Wu Lin, don't just stand there, come in quickly."
"Oh, I'm here!" Tang Wulin replied hurriedly, brimming with confidence about the Tang Clan's entrance exam, because he had something extra in his left hand...
Entering the antique courtyard, Wu Changkong casually led Tang Wulin into the main hall. Inside the main hall, the first thing that caught their eye was two rows of sculptures. These sculptures depicted both men and women, all appearing to be in their twenties. They were none other than the Shrek Seven Devils from 20,000 years ago and the Shrek Seven Devils from 10,000 years ago.
"Donghai Xiaochangkong, have you brought someone here?" At this moment, a deep voice rang out from the main hall, and then an old man walked out from behind the screen. He was somewhat fat and bald, but his steps were extremely powerful.
Upon seeing the old man appear, Wu Changkong respectfully nodded and said, "Hall Master Zhao, this is my student, Tang Wulin."
"Greetings, Hall Master Zhao," Tang Wulin hurriedly bowed.
"Hmm." Hall Master Zhao gave a soft hum and pointed to the sculptures on both sides, saying, "If you want to become a member of the Tang Clan, the first thing you must do is respect your teachers and elders, and bow to them."
Tang Wulin glanced at Wu Changkong, and after seeing him nod slightly, he bowed to the sculptures on both sides and piously bowed three times.
He knew about these ancestors of the Tang Clan. On the right was the founder of the Tang Clan 20,000 years ago. Among them, the Thousand-Handed Asura Tang San was an absolute genius who founded the Tang Clan. He not only invented countless hidden weapons, but also created many unique skills of the Tang Clan. The Mysterious Heaven Skill was a first-class meditation technique.
The seven people on the left are Huo Yuhao and his six companions who saved the declining Tang Sect from dire straits ten thousand years ago.
"Very good, extend your hand." After Tang Wulin paid his respects to the ancestors, Hall Master Zhao nodded in satisfaction and said to Tang Wulin.
Although Tang Wulin didn't quite understand, he still extended his palm.
Immediately, Hall Master Zhao placed his hand on Tang Wulin's left hand, and an invisible soul force surged from his body, slowly flowing into Tang Wulin's body.
Before long, Hall Master Zhao suddenly raised an eyebrow and let out a soft exclamation, "Level sixteen soul power, yet his physical strength is so high, what kind of martial soul does he possess?"
Wu Changkong, who was standing to the side, truthfully said, "Hall Master, Wu Lin has the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul."
"Blue Silver Grass..." Hall Master Zhao murmured, withdrawing his palm, a strange meaning flashing in his eyes.
For a moment, the entire spacious main hall fell silent; you could hear a pin drop.
Tang Wulin and Wu Changkong both stared intently at Hall Master Zhao. They both knew the value of the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul; it was practically worthless.
After hesitating for a moment, Tang Wulin gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and said, "Hall Master Zhao, Teacher Wu, actually I have another martial soul!"
Upon hearing this, Wu Changkong was suddenly stunned, looking at Tang Wulin in astonishment. When did Tang Wulin acquire a second martial soul? How come he didn't know?
"What kind of martial spirit? Summon it and let me see." Hall Master Zhao looked at the two of them and gestured with his eyes.
Tang Wulin nodded slightly, his left hand opened and his soul power surged, a hammer with dark patterns appeared, and a heavy feeling instantly spread around him.
"The Clear Sky Hammer?!" Hall Master Zhao's eyes widened, and he and Wu Changkong exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes. The Clear Sky Hammer was once known as the number one weapon spirit on the continent, overpowering all other weapon spirits.
However, this combination of twin martial souls seems so familiar...
"Wu Lin, when did this martial spirit of yours appear? I don't remember you having it." Wu Changkong coughed twice and asked.
Tang Wulin scratched his head. "Teacher, I don't know either. I woke up on the Soul Guidance Train and found that I had an extra Martial Soul."
He was not lying about this, and he discovered that the Golden Dragon King's essence, which had been troubling him, was also gone!
Although the Golden Dragon King's essence was powerful, it constantly threatened his life, like a time bomb. It also required him to collect all sorts of expensive rare and precious materials. Now that it was gone, it was a great thing for him.
"I wonder who took it. I really have to thank them..." Tang Wulin thought of this and felt grateful.
"This is probably due to some kind of stimulation that triggered the martial spirit hidden within the body. This has happened before, ten thousand years ago. In any case, it's a good thing, so there's no need to worry about it too much." Hall Master Zhao waved his hand as he looked at Wu Changkong, who was still pondering.
Hall Master Zhao then looked at Tang Wulin, his eyes filled with eagerness. "Tang Wulin, is it? From now on, you will be a glorious disciple of the Tang Clan. On behalf of the Tang Clan, I welcome you to join us."
Upon hearing this, Tang Wulin was taken aback at first, then said excitedly, "Thank you, Hall Master Zhao."
"Ahem, no need to thank me, but Tang Wulin, you must understand that our Tang Clan is a sect, not one that you can join or leave at will," Hall Master Zhao said solemnly.
"I understand! Once I'm a member of the Tang Clan, I'll be a member of the Tang Clan for life!" Tang Wulin said solemnly.
Upon hearing this, Hall Master Zhao nodded in satisfaction, while Wu Changkong, standing to the side, said thoughtfully, "Hall Master, don't you feel that these two martial souls are remarkably similar to one person?"
After speaking, Hall Master Zhao and Wu Changkong simultaneously looked at the sculpture at the head of the right. The Blue Silver Grass and the Clear Sky Hammer were the martial soul combination of their Tang Sect ancestor, Tang San, and Tang Wulin also shared the surname Tang...
Suddenly, Master Zhao laughed and said, "Wu Lin, perhaps you are a descendant of Tang San's ancestor."
Wu Changkong smiled slightly. He could tell that Hall Master Zhao was joking. After all, the Sea God Ancestor was a person from 20,000 years ago. How could he possibly have descendants staying in Douluo Continent?
Tang Wulin scratched his head and smiled.
Then, Master Zhao instructed Tang Wulin, "Wulin, you now have twin martial souls, but you can't stop cultivating the Blue Silver Grass. After all, a certain master once said that there are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters. You must cultivate both."
Tang Wulin nodded upon hearing this, indicating that he understood. After chatting for a while, Wu Changkong led Tang Wulin out of the main hall and into the courtyard to prepare to leave.
Suddenly, Wu Changkong stopped, a hint of melancholy flashing in his eyes. He said to Tang Wulin, "Wulin, if you meet the right girl in the future, you must protect her like the hammer in your left hand protects the grass in your right, and don't leave her with any pain."
Upon hearing this, Tang Wulin's expression froze slightly. Recalling the Tian Dou Cemetery that Wu Changkong had taken him to earlier, he nodded, though somewhat puzzled.
However, he was still very excited because he had finally joined the Tang Clan!
(End of this chapter)