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Chapter 572

Empty Joy

Shen Guan frowned slightly and muttered: "According to the news from the Two Realms, the 'Eight Desolate Dragon King' has been killed by Tang Huan. From this, it can be seen that Tang Huan should be the ninth-level peak martial saint. After thinking about it, he has become a true master of weapon refining. With his knowledge of weapons and spiritual fire, he does have the ability to forge divine weapons. If he is really a disciple of Senior Ou Xie, he may really know how to enter. 'Cave of Gods'."

"So, the Great Elder also thinks that the person in the 'Forging God Cave' might be Tang Huan?"

Qingye said with a smile.

In fact, when she said the two words "Tang Huan", she was extremely shocked. At first, she just said it subconsciously, but the more she thought about it, the more likely it was that she felt it was possible. Of course, this was also It was just her intuition, with no other basis.

"It's just a possibility."

Hearing this, Shen Guan showed a smile again on his face, "Tang Huan is a disciple of Senior Ou Xie. It is just our guess now and there is no conclusive evidence. However, there is no need for us to guess here. We can go directly to Zhu If we go to Sword Valley and have a look, we will probably know everything. Anyway, we originally planned to go south from Longquan Town to the 'Forgotten City' to see the Qiankun Tower, so we happened to be on the way."

Shen Guan had already known the news about the opening of the "Qiankun Tower". However, he had too many things to do and had not taken any action. It was not until recently that he relaxed and prepared to go to the Forgotten City. However, he did not expect to learn about it as soon as he arrived at Raging Wave City. There may be news about the magic weapon hidden in the Sword Forging Valley.

"You're right, let's set off right away." Mu Kui nodded and smiled.

"..."



"Haha, ninth-level Martial Saint, I am finally a ninth-level Martial Saint!"

In Nulang City, deep inside the Tang family, in the small palace, a burst of wild laughter suddenly erupted, and the eyebrows of Tang Mochang, the ancestor of the Tang family, were filled with unconcealable joy.

After a long time, the laughter stopped, and Tang Mochang's eyes became as sinister as a poisonous snake: "Tang Huan, I am already a ninth-level martial saint. You are now, at best, an eighth-level peak martial artist. If I want to kill you, you are already It's as easy as flipping a hand." After talking about it, Tang Mochang's expression became very ferocious.

"Grandpa!" A respectful voice sounded outside the hall.

"Come in!"

"yes!"

The door of the palace creaked open, and Tang Tianren's figure was immediately revealed at the door, with a touch of excitement that could not be concealed between his brows, "Congratulations, Grandfather, for finally stepping into the realm of the Martial Saint." From now on, the city of Nulang will continue to be a place for martial arts. There is also a ninth-level powerhouse in the Tang family.

"After all these years, I finally took this step."

There was a little smile on Tang Mochang's face, and there was also a hint of pride and confidence in his expression, "Tianren, where is Tang Huan's evil obstacle now?"

"Grandfather, he..." Tang Tianren hesitated.

"Huh?" Tang Mochang frowned.

"Grandfather asked what that evil person was doing?" Tang Tianren felt a little unnatural.

"Of course I'll find an opportunity to kill him."

Seeing Tang Tianren's expression, Tang Mochang was displeased, "That evil deed has brought disgrace to our Tang family. Now that I am a ninth-level martial saint, how can I keep him here?"

"Grandpa..."

Tang Tianren murmured for a long time. Seeing that Tang Mochang's face was getting more and more ugly, he finally smiled bitterly and said, "We're afraid we won't be able to kill him now."

Ever since Tang Huan brought disgrace to the Tang family in the martial arts arena, Tang Mochang began to practice hard in seclusion and never left this small hall. Apart from sending food regularly, Tang Tianren and others never disturbed him. For this world He knew nothing about the current situation.

"Why?" Tang Mochang said coldly.

"Tang Huan...Tang Huan is already the ninth-level peak martial saint...he even killed the demon clan's 'Eight Desolate Dragon Kings' and recaptured the Raging Waves Castle. Now, he is the hero of the entire human race." General Tang Tianren.

Tang Huan's face was full of bitterness when he told her about his recent situation.

"What?" Tang Mochang was dumbfounded and his face was pale. After a long while, he screamed in inexplicable grief and anger, "God, are you playing tricks on me?"

"..."



A few days later.

The Tang Empire, Luoshen City, deep inside the imperial palace.

"What, the person who severely injured the demon lord Fen Tian in the two realms was named Ou Xie?"

An old man in white robes with a pale face and white beard and hair stood up in shock, looking straight at the middle-aged man in black with an ordinary face opposite him.

This old man in white robe is clearly Tang Moyang, the founder of the Tang Empire.

Seeing his shocked look, Tang Yun, who was sitting cross-legged not far away, blinked her beautiful eyes curiously. Compared with when she attended the "Qi Dao Holy Meeting" in Tianzhu City, she seems to have become more mature now.

After a few moments, the face became even more tender and tender, as if the juice would flow out with just a pinch.

"Exactly."

The middle-aged man in black said in a rather low voice, "This is the news discovered by the Shenbing Pavilion. It is absolutely true. In addition, it is said that Tang Huan is also a disciple of Ou Xie."

"Tang Huan?" Tang Yun's beautiful eyes flickered, her eyes flickering back and forth between Tang Moyang and the middle-aged man in black.

"Tang Huan is actually his disciple?"

Tang Moyang was startled again, and after a while he said, "Qiudi, you just said you have two things to tell me. This is the first one, what is the other one?"

"Another thing is that there is a phenomenon of 'sword intent taking form' deep in the Sword Forging Valley. It is very likely that there is a magic weapon hidden there." The middle-aged man in black named Qiudi added.

"Magic weapon?" Tang Yun exclaimed, "Why did a magic weapon suddenly appear there?" Tang Moyang also frowned slightly, seeming confused.

"Reporting to Your Highness the Princess, this subordinate is unknown. This news was sent back by General Tang Xiong stationed in Longquan Town."

"I know, you can go down first."

"yes."

Qiu Di bowed and retreated, and soon only Tang Moyang and Tang Yun were left in the hall.

The two people had different expressions. The word "magic weapon" kept wandering around in Tang Yun's mind, but Tang Moyang's expression changed uncertainly. After a long while, he sighed softly: "I thought Ou Xie had passed away long ago, but I didn't."

It's right to think that he is still alive, even I am not dead, how could he die so easily."

"Grandpa Zu, is that Ou Xie very powerful?" Tang Yun came back to her senses and asked curiously.

"Of course, he was stronger than Grandpa a hundred years ago. Now he can even severely injure Fen Tian, ​​and Grandpa is even less powerful."

Tang Moyang was filled with emotions.

Tang Yun rolled her eyes and suddenly said with a smile, "In Yun'er's eyes, grandpa Zu is the most powerful."

"Little girl, you suddenly flattered Grandpa Zu and wanted to go out again?" Tang Moyang was slightly startled, then smiled hoarsely.

Tang Yun chuckled, stood up and skipped to Tang Moyang's side: "Grandpa Zu, that is a magic weapon, don't you want to go and see it?"

"Forget it, since we haven't been out for decades, grandpa will take you little girl to see what's going on."

"..."
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