Chapter 32 Fellow Daoist Tang San, you and I are destined for the West!
"Don't you even look at that place! And whose foot-washing water is that!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo mocked without any politeness.
Yan was teleported to Tang Valley, outside the South Heavenly Gate.
The bathing place of all the immortals!
The Holy Mother of Golden Spirit disliked the immortals for bringing back a body full of filth after descending to the mortal realm.
So they broke off a branch from the Fusang sacred tree and set up a Tang Valley outside the Southern Heavenly Gate.
Let them wash themselves clean before they enter the Heavenly Court.
The Fusang Divine Tree is one of the Ten Great Spiritual Roots, and the place where the Daoist Master once stayed.
Born on the Sun Star, it possesses the divine fire of Yi Wood and a trace of the true fire of the Sun.
It can cleanse impurities and temper the soul.
The fairies were naturally delighted and praised the Heavenly Emperor's benevolence!
However, when everyone discovered,
After a barefoot giant started frequenting the area, Tanggu seemed to have lost its charm...
But they dared not speak out against their anger!
"A great footprint appeared in Leize, Huaxu stepped on it, and Fuxi was born."
Even the most experienced immortals know who the other burly man in the primordial world is.
If you say the two are unrelated, nobody would believe it!
Thus, Tanggu gradually became the "exclusive foot bath" of the Barefoot Immortal.
Yan was lucky; he was killed by the guards!
If he were really allowed to take a sip...
That wisp of true solar fire is no joke; it could instantly obliterate his soul!
"Sigh, let's not talk about this anymore!"
Yan quickly changed the subject.
He moved closer to Kiku and Kiku, smiling obsequiously.
"Elder Ju, Elder Gui, we're all on the same side!"
"You two seem to be putting on quite a show here... How about we get me some kind of official position too?"
He was astonished to see that the two of them had managed to take him away from the Heavenly Guards.
He was surrounded by many underlings even in the underworld, which naturally made him very envious!
"Heh, you wish!"
Elder Ju sneered.
Putting aside the fact that he doesn't have that right,
Back when this kid was in the Spirit Hall, relying on his title as a member of the "Golden Generation," he always looked down on everyone.
Chrysanthemum Douluo had disliked him for a long time!
If we don't avenge this, when will we ever get another chance?
"You trespassed into the Heavenly Court and uttered foul language!"
"King Yama has sentenced you to a thousand years in the boiling oil hell. Enjoy it!"
Elder Ju gave an evil smile and kicked him into the oil pot!
"No—!"
"Nana is still waiting for me!"
"A thousand years!! Nana will be an old woman by now!"
Yan's wailing echoed through the sky and resounded throughout the entire Douluo Continent!
Spirit Hall.
"You scoundrel, how dare you call me an old woman and ruin my reputation!"
Hu Liena gritted her teeth, fuming with rage.
"He should be condemned to hell for ten thousand years... no, a hundred thousand years!!"
"Alright, Nana, that kid didn't mean it!"
Bibi Dong comforted her.
"And we learned a lesson!"
"Yes, I understand. Thank you for your comforting words, teacher!"
Hu Liena nodded, but her expression remained somewhat solemn.
"However... the first batch of selected individuals are about to return, and the morale within the hall is wavering. I wonder what the teacher's plans are next?"
Not only is there undercurrent of unrest within the Spirit Hall,
Even she, as a saint,
He couldn't help but feel worried about the future of the Spirit Hall, which is why he came to seek advice.
"Don't worry, I have already made arrangements."
Bibi Dong remained calm.
"The only three who have gained opportunities in the prehistoric world and are very likely to return are Shui Bing'er, Xue Di, and Gui Douluo."
"Shui Bing'er and Ning Rongrong are the current selected contestants closest to their return date." (Ju Douluo has been eliminated.)
She paused briefly.
"Ning Rongrong is not a concern, and Shui Bing'er hasn't broken ties with us yet. In fact, we've already made compromises and tried to win her over!"
"Just keep them calm!"
"Besides... we have Ghost Douluo on our side, they wouldn't dare to act recklessly!"
Even so, she was still very unhappy inside.
This Ghost Chrysanthemum Douluo
They're showing her absolutely no respect!
We told them to take care of Yan, and this is how they took care of him?
Yan was just a junior; his death is no big deal!
Xiao Gang hasn't eaten anything all day, and they haven't shown any concern whatsoever!
Don't say you're powerless.
She had witnessed firsthand how they could appear and disappear unpredictably in the primordial world, roaming freely in all directions!
"Now that the teacher has made a decision, I can rest assured!"
Hearing Bibi Dong say this, Hu Liena was finally relieved.
More importantly, she had absolute trust in her teacher!
As for the "Saintess" title promised by Bibi Dong,
She didn't care.
Her position stems from her teacher's trust, her own abilities, and the network of connections she has cultivated over many years.
It's not just an empty title!
Poseidon Island.
At the moment of Yan's death, the substitute took over.
It fell on Tang San!
At this moment, the Deep Sea Demon Whale King and the Evil Orca King were still launching a fierce attack.
Although the sea god has fallen.
However, the remaining faith and divine power within the temple continue to support and protect it.
However, that light shield is getting thinner and thinner.
It's on the verge of collapse!
"Third Brother..."
"The mistress..."
As the golden beam of light descended from the sky and enveloped Tang San, Dai Mubai and the others couldn't help but show a hint of envy in their eyes.
Rather than waiting to die on the island, it's better to go to the wilderness and fight for a chance to survive.
Who knows, it might even turn into a motorcycle!
"Third Brother, remember... to help Rongrong!"
Oscar, his eyes red, gave his instructions.
Watching Rongrong being tortured day and night, his heart was broken!
Of course, being tortured was a minor matter; the key issue was that he noticed Rongrong was becoming increasingly strange!
Now he hopes that Tang San can save Rongrong from her suffering!
Tang San did not respond.
I don't know if they didn't hear it.
I still don't want to answer.
He simply looked up at the sky, his expression one of excitement.
"The Gates of Hell, the Road to the Underworld, the Bridge of Helplessness, the Soup of Oblivion..."
"If the underworld really exists, does Xiao Wu still have a chance to be resurrected?"
"Even if I can't be resurrected, can't I at least find her reincarnation?!"
Tang San was filled with excitement when he thought of the reincarnated Sea God.
"And Tang Chen, that old scoundrel... the hatred for killing my wife is irreconcilable!"
At this point,
He understood it too.
People still harbored resentment towards him!
Now that my identity has been exposed, there's no need to keep pretending anymore.
From now on, the degree of intimacy and distance between people will be entirely determined by his word!
That so-called great-grandfather,
He refuses to admit it!
And he is someone who must be killed!
He also wants to thoroughly carry forward the glory of the Tang Clan in the prehistoric world!
Shut everyone up!
Let everyone see that he is the unparalleled master of the Tang Sect's ultimate techniques!
With such ambition and obsession, Tang San's figure gradually faded away in the pillar of light!
When I opened my eyes again,
Standing before me was an old monk with a thin face and wearing a tattered robe.
The other person was frowning, looking him up and down.
His hands moved like fingers delicately plucking flowers, as if he were deducing something, while he murmured words.
"Great Calamity... Great Prosperity... Journey to the West..."
The monk appeared kind and benevolent, radiating an aura of peace.
But Tang San instinctively sensed it.
This person is definitely not simple, and may even be extremely dangerous!
While the other party was still in a daze, Tang San instinctively tried to turn and run away.
"Fellow Daoist Tang San—please wait!"
The old monk suddenly stopped what he was doing, looked up at Tang San, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light:
"You and I, from the West...are destined to meet!"
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