Douluo: Miss Tang Sect, she blows up the audience

"Go away, little bastard, if it weren't for your young age, I would definitely kill you on the spot!"

At the entrance of the village, a thin elder casually threw the girl he was carrying out.

Tang Qingxi rolled on the ground several times before he managed to stand up and looked back at the old man with cold eyes: "I'm not a bastard!"

"Not yet? If that bitch of your mother hadn't died early, I would have killed her today!" The thin elder's face was full of anger, "My son Haotian Hammer Martial Spirit, your mother is a Sword Martial Spirit, and you are not

Can a hybrid awaken a plant martial spirit?"

The old man couldn't stop cursing: "My son died in the hands of Wuhun Palace. I thought I would have a posthumous son as a memorial, but he turned out to be a bastard! You bastard deserves to die! Tang Hao, the person who killed my son, deserves to die too!"

Get out, get out now, or I’ll kill you!”

"I said, I'm not a bastard." Tang Qingxi looked at the old man as if he were looking at a dead person.

She is still young now, only 6 years old, and has just awakened her martial spirit, but one day, she will kill this man!

She is the dignified master of the Yihua Palace, and she has been in the world for several years, but she has never suffered such humiliation!

After saying that, Tang Qingxi turned around and walked towards the mountains outside the village.

She won't say anything provocative or seek death, but she holds a grudge.

I think she was born in the Tang Clan in the middle of Shu in her last life, and her talent was astonishing since she was a child. She is not the eldest in her generation, but only she can bear the title of the eldest lady of the Tang family.

Although the elders of the Tang Sect were a bit stupid and forcefully forced her out of the Tang Sect.

She transferred to Yihua Palace by chance, and her speed in cultivation shocked everyone. She gradually ascended to the position of the Palace Master of Yihua Palace, and even became the top five swordsman in Huashan Mountain.

Unexpectedly, in an accident, he came to this world dominated by martial arts, turned into a baby, and became one of the third generation disciples of the so-called Haotian Sect.

He actually suffered such humiliation and was expelled from the sect on the day when his martial soul awakened.

Tang Qingxi knew very well that there was nothing wrong with her bloodline, it was just that her Clear Sky Hammer martial spirit could not be awakened.

It's a pity that the people in this sect are not only cowardly, but also stupid.

Raising his left hand, a black plum blossom surrounded by icy cold air appeared in the palm of his hand.

This is indeed a martial spirit that has nothing to do with his parents. It originated from Tang Qingxi himself. This is the symbol of Yihua Palace in his previous life - the ink jade plum blossom.

"I have the ink jade plum blossom in my hand, Haotian Sect, wait for me!" With a flick of his sleeves, Tang Qingxi did not look back, and his figure gradually disappeared into the jungle.

"Seventh Elder, this is a six-year-old child after all. There are countless soul beasts in these mountains..." A person behind the thin elder said with some unbearability.

"She deserves to die. If it weren't for her young age, I would have done it directly." The thin elder snorted coldly, turned around and left.

One month later, in the meeting hall of the Pope's Palace in Wuhun City.

The young Tang Qingxi was brought into the hall by a bishop, and then she was left alone. The bishop respectfully withdrew.

In the extremely spacious meeting hall, there was only Tang Qingxi, who seemed very quiet.

Tang Qingxi stopped and stood without squinting, waiting quietly.

Even though she was surrounded by gold and jade, she was still at the top of the world back then, so what kind of treasures could she not have seen?

The three-meter-high arch opened, and a soft voice sounded: "Are you the child from the Haotian Sect?"

"Not bad!" Tang Qingxi responded with a loud voice, staring at the arch.

The famous Pope of Wuhun Temple, I was quite surprised to have the opportunity to meet her, and I was really looking forward to what this person would be like.

Soon a woman walked out of the arch.

He is tall and tall, wearing a luxurious black robe with gold patterns, and his long hair is tied up and spread behind his back.

His fair skin and nearly perfect face, coupled with the invisible nobility and sanctity exuding from his body, make people unable to help but feel the urge to worship him.

Of course, Tang Qingxi would not be like this. She always looked calmly. Only after the woman appeared, she half-bent down and said, "I have met the Pope."

Bibi Dong also looked at the girl standing in the center of the hall. She was very young, with a childish look on her face, but her eyes were so deep that she didn't look like a child.

There are still unhealed scars on his cheek. It is said that this child walked through a mountain alone.

Slowly coming to Tang Qingxi, seeing Tang Qingxi looking directly at her without fear, Bibi Dong raised her hand and gently touched the scar on her face.

"Come on, child." Her voice was softer. She bent down and took Tang Qingxi's hand, leading her to a seat beside her and sitting down.

"Why did you leave Haotian Sect?" Bibi Dong started talking about business.

Tang Qingxi raised his hand and showed his martial spirit: "Because my father is the Clear Sky Hammer martial spirit, my mother is the sword martial spirit, and my martial spirit is this."

Bibi Dong looked at the ink-colored flowers in Tang Qingxi's hand and was slightly confused: "I have read many books collected by the Wuhun Palace, but I don't even know what your Wuhun is."

"Really, I don't know what it is anyway." Tang Qingxi shrugged her shoulders. She recognized it, but there was a high probability that this martial spirit might appear for the first time in this world.

Unless there is a very small chance, there is a senior from Yihua Palace who came to this world before her.

"Then give it a name and enter it." Bibi Dong was still gentle, with a hint of seduction in her tone.

"In short, when I awakened, I was born with full soul power. No matter what, this should not be a useless martial soul. Can I join the Wuhun Hall and be cultivated by the Wuhun Hall? I hope that one day, I can return to the Haotian Sect.

, and then return all the humiliation they gave me. At that time, I can also lead the way for you."

Tang Qingxi was a man of two generations. He had remembered things since he was a child. He basically heard about the grievances and grievances between Haotian Sect and Wuhun Palace from the conversations between Haotian people.

This was also the reason why she came to Tiandou Imperial City after a narrow escape and went directly to the Spirit Hall.

She also knew very well what the Pope meant by putting down his airs and treating her so tenderly.

Hearing this, Bibi Dong was silent for a moment and then said: "You really don't look like a six-year-old child."

Tang Qingxi tilted his head, and then managed to look at me with a childlike manner: "Isn't this good? It means that I am not a fool, and I have innate soul power. You can train me with confidence."

"And..." Tang Qingxi raised his hand.

Black light flashed, and the martial spirit petals in Tang Qingxi's hand scattered around the two of them: "This should increase my value."

Bibi Dong couldn't help but look in amazement: "Innate talent field? Your martial spirit is stronger than I expected."

Tang Qingxi took back the domain, twisting a petal and playing with it in his hand: "I named this martial spirit Black Jade Plum Blossom."

"Okay, let's call it Moyu Plum Blossom." Bibi Dong agreed, stood up again, and then extended her hand to Tang Qingxi.

Tang Qingxi put her little hand into his palm calmly.

Bibi Dong led her out slowly, and her soft and melodious voice echoed in the hall: "From today on, you are my disciple."

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