Douluo: I am an extraterrestrial demon

Chapter 143 The dark-faced Shura God

Author: A Tong Shu

Chapter 143 The dark-faced Shura God

Xue Qinghe was silent for a while, "Tang San, if you are willing to sell the blueprint to me, feel free to ask for anything."

Ning Fengzhi also nodded and said: "Little friend Tang San, you also need manpower to build the Tang Sect. Why not sell us the blueprints? Our Qibao Glazed Sect is willing to help you establish the sect."

Tang San was a little hesitant, he really didn't have the capital to found the Tang Sect now, and looking around, there was no one available around him.

Xue Qinghe said again: "Tang San, if you sell us the blueprint, I can grant you the title of the Empire. It shows that the emperor does not worship, and I can swear by the honor of the Tiandou Empire. I, Tiandou, and you, Tang San, will

Advance and retreat together with the Tang Sect!"

"Your Majesty!" Ning Fengzhi seemed to be shocked by Xue Qinghe's courage.

Tang San was very moved for a moment. The Tiandou Empire would advance and retreat with him. This promise was not a big one, and swearing by the honor of the Tiandou Empire, Emperor Qinghe would not break the promise.

Moreover, this great emperor was at his peak in the Spring and Autumn Period, and he still had a few decades to live at least. In other words, within a few decades, an empire and the Tang Sect would advance and retreat together. In a few decades, he could definitely help him get through the period of weakness.

I'm afraid I will have become a god by then. If I don't agree to him, I will take it back after I become a god.

With my great power when the time comes, am I still afraid that I won’t be able to take it back?

Thinking of this, his originally firm heart suddenly relaxed, and his eyes showed some movement.

Xue Qinghe smiled when he saw this and said: "I can also arrange a station in the inner city of Tiandou City to build the Tang Gate for you, and building hidden weapons always requires manpower, which our empire can completely provide."

Every inch of land in Tiandou City is precious. Arranging a sect's headquarters in the inner city is definitely a big deal, and Tang San really has no one to use.

Like this, like the last straw that broke the camel's back, Tang San relented, and he said with difficulty:

"You can sell it, but I only sell the blueprints of the Zhuge Divine Crossbow."

For his bright future, he can only make a decision that goes against his ancestors.

Suddenly Xue Qinghe and Ning Fengzhi both had smiles on their faces.

"Okay, Tang San, Master of the Tang Sect, from now on you will be the worshiper of my Tiandou Empire."

"Little friend Tang San, our Qibao Glazed Sect also welcomes you."

The two looked at each other, saying nothing.

The Tang Sect was placed in Tiandou City just to monitor Tang San. As for advancing and retreating together with Tang San, it must be advancing and retreating together. Anyway, the Tiandou Empire will be in decline soon, and the honor of the Tiandou Empire is thousands of years away from her.

What does snow have to do with it?

Tang San was also sitting there feeling happy. It seemed that he had finally come to an end. He had reached cooperation with these two top forces, and good days were coming.

"By the way, Your Majesty, Sect Leader Ning, maybe help me contact Divine Doctor Ye," he said suddenly.

Ning Fengzhi took a look at the eyepatch on Tang San's left eye and said, "Little friend Tang San wants to heal his eyes. I wonder who injured this eye?"

Tang San took off his blindfold to reveal a terrifying hole, and then said angrily: "I don't know who did it. Every time he attacks me sneakily, I have never seen his face. Currently, there is only one

Just a subject of suspicion."

"Really? Don't worry. Leave this matter to me. I'll help you contact Doctor Ye." Xue Qinghe agreed directly. Anyway, it's one thing to contact him, but whether it can be cured is another matter.

But for some reason, she felt that Tang San's eyes were Shang An's handiwork. She couldn't explain the reason, she could only say it was a woman's sixth sense. After all, Shang An's hands were so dark, it was normal for him to target Tang San.

Tang San was overjoyed: "Then thank you, Your Majesty."

"There's no need to be polite. From now on, the Tang Sect's leader will be the worshiper of my Tiandou Empire. The Tang Sect's leader's business is my Tiandou's business. If Tiandou doesn't fall, the Tang Sect will not fall." Xue Qinghe said with a faint smile.

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Tang San was overjoyed when he heard this. Emperor Tiandou is very particular about people!

Look how good these words are, as long as Tiandou does not fall, the Tang Sect will not fall. For a time, he was not as resistant to selling the blueprints as before. In exchange for Tiandou's support, he also

Not a loss.

Several people continued to discuss, and finally decided to appoint Tang San as the main supervisor of the Zhuge Divine Crossbow production line, and teach the people they sent to learn how to make the Zhuge Divine Crossbow. The Qibao Glazed Sect and the Tiandou Empire each sent one person to supervise.

At the same time, the location of the Tang Sect was chosen in the inner city of Tiandou City, and construction was to start the next day. The Qibao Glazed Sect also supported it by providing part of the funds for the construction of the Tang Sect as well as operating funds.

This time the negotiation and cooperation went very smoothly, Tang San said that the time had come, and his ferocious face softened a bit.

After Tang San left, Ning Fengzhi and Xue Qinghe looked at each other, both seeing the deep meaning in the other's eyes.

"Your Majesty, our Qibao Glazed Sect still has some things to do, so I will go back first."

"Okay, Sect Leader Ning, walk slowly."

Spirit world,

Shura Temple.

God Shura secretly sent down a ray of divine thought,

"It just so happens that destruction has been around me recently. Let me see how the heir I selected has grown up to be."

In order not to attract the attention of Destruction, Shura controlled his strength, and only a trace of undetectable movement flashed through, without attracting anyone's attention.

"Well, I found it."

Although God Shura didn't leave any divine power on Tang San's body, after all, it might attract the attention of several other god-kings of the same level. He just made a mark on Tang San's soul to make it easier for him to find it.

If something unexpected happened, he would be able to detect it in time.

In a luxurious room in Tiandou City.

Tang San sat cross-legged on the bed and practiced.

His life these days is not as good as before. He lives in high-end residences. From time to time he goes to the Tangmen garrison under construction for guidance, and occasionally he goes to check on the manufacturing process of the Zhuge Divine Crossbow.

There is no shortage of flattering people around you, and you can be as cool as you want.

As for the training of the Shrek Seven Devils, Tang San didn't want to train with those rubbish teammates. He had already seen clearly that his own strength was the foundation.

As for those losers, hehe, how could he pass the preliminaries without himself? Teams and other things are only useful if they are similar in strength. Bringing a group of losers will only slow down your own cultivation progress.

And he doesn't really want to face Flanders now, for fear that Flanders will do something evil to him again, so he feels more secure in the place arranged by Emperor Qinghe.

"waste!"

In a daze, Tang San seemed to hear a roar coming from somewhere.

"who!"

He stood up vigilantly and looked around, the purple demon pupil in his right eye moving, trying to find the person who made the noise.

But after carefully checking the surroundings, he found no one. He couldn't help but knock on the door next door.

A man in gorgeous clothes opened the door, "Mr. Tang? What's wrong?"

Living next to Tang San was someone from the Qibao Glazed Sect who came to supervise the casting process of the Zhuge Divine Crossbow, so he naturally knew Tang San.

"Did you hear any sounds?" Tang San asked with a frown.

"Sound? No, maybe I didn't notice it." The man shook his head and replied.

"Really? Excuse me."

Tang San then asked a few more people, and they all said they heard no sound.

Returning to the room, Tang San sat on the bed and muttered to himself: "Did I hallucinate?"

"It should be that I was too depressed and under too much mental pressure before. It's rare that I've been feeling better recently. I need to take a good rest."

After saying that, he stopped practicing and just lay down on the soft big bed, closed his eyes, and prepared to have a good sleep.

Spirit world,

God Shura stared at Tang San who was sleeping with an ugly expression on his face.

When he just saw that Tang San's cultivation reached level 47, he was quite satisfied with Tang San's progress. This talent was definitely top-notch in this world, but he suddenly discovered that Tang San actually had a weak divine power in his body.

Upon further investigation, I found that it still had the power of a rubbish Tripole God.

Good guy, his designated successor was actually snatched away by a little third-level god.

He seemed unable to say anything, because he had some impression of the little third-level god who seemed to have died during a certain mission.

Forget it, after all, he originally had some ideas about dual gods. He had considered this when he let Tang San reincarnate as Tang Hao's son, and prepared twin martial spirits for him.

However, the other god position he imagined must be at least a first-level god. For example, the Poseidon who has reached the peak of the first-level god would be good, and there are several others that are also alternatives.

He didn't expect that Tang San would ruin his future by running to inherit the throne of a third-level god, but as long as he could inherit his Shura throne, he would hold his nose and admit it.

But he explored Tang San's body again.

Not only was the left eye useless, but it also absorbed six ten-year-old soul bones!

Ten years of soul bones! God Shura has lived for so long and didn’t even know there was such a thing!

Even if these six gadgets turn into magical equipment, will they be able to stop a kitchen knife?

He doubted that his heir's brain was that of a pig. He had dared to absorb soul bones for ten years, but they were still the soul bones of pig beasts. His soul skills were either farting or rolling.

The Blue Silver Emperor martial spirit originally prepared for him was also ruined and turned into a thorny vine with only the strength of a high-level martial spirit, and his talent was greatly reduced.

God Shura was immediately furious and couldn't help but cursed "trash".

At the beginning, I transferred Douluo Continent's destiny of the times from the son of destiny to him, so why did he end up like this?

(End of chapter)