Douluo's Angel and Knight

Chapter 422 Let’s change the martial spirit into a sword in the future

"By the way, I forgot to ask, Brother Qian, you said I still have blood, but he is an unknown monster. What's going on?"

Above the ocean, Tang Chen seemed to remember something again and turned to look at Qiandaoliu, who was staring in the direction of Poseidon Island.

Their aura has been released, and I believe that after Bo Saixi senses it, it will arrive soon.

"Oh, he is Tang Hao's son and your great-grandson, but strictly speaking he is not."

Qian Daoliu's tone was leisurely. Camelot had already confirmed that Bo Saixi was still sane when he killed Hai Hei, and was not so crazy that he couldn't even sense their breath.

"How to say?"

"That body is now controlled by the soul of an evil soul master tens of thousands of years old."

There is no need to explain Tang San's complexity too clearly.

"Tsk, you are an evil soul master who is tens of thousands of years old. Should I be grateful that this is the blessing of my Tang family, or should I be sad?"

Tang Chen clicked his tongue in amazement. The soul of an evil soul master that was tens of thousands of years old was something he really couldn't even imagine.

Qian Daoliu didn't say anything, who could tell whether it was a blessing or a tragedy?

The reality must be sad, that body doesn't even have the Clear Sky Hammer that represents the Tang family.

There are probably more blessings in the destiny path, after all, the Haotian Sect will survive forever.

As for the Tang family becoming the controller of Douluo Star? That is just Tang San's back garden, not Tang Hao's, let alone Haotian Sect's.

Haotianzong was just a group of dogs that Tang San used to look after the back garden, and Tang Hao was the most obedient and trusting dog king.

"Does our Haotian Sect really have no bloodline left?"

After a few breaths, Tang Chen asked again.

"No, there will be no successor to the Clear Sky Sect, no successor to the Tang family, and no one to inherit the Clear Sky Hammer."

Qian Daoliu answered with indifference.

But Tang Chen smiled, very happily.

"But the bloodline will be passed down after all, right?"

"Yes." Qian Daoliu did not deny it.

"Our Wuhun Palace will not even kill newborn babies. Those two babies were adopted in the orphanage of Wuhun Palace.

"But they will not inherit the Tang surname, they will only know that they are orphans picked up by Wuhun Palace.

"Martial souls can also be changed by us. As for innate soul power, it depends on personal fate."

"How are they doing now?" In the sea breeze, you can hear the joy in Tang Chen's words.

"The martial soul has not been awakened yet, just like other orphans raised by the martial soul hall."

"Brother Qian, what is the martial spirit you prepared for them?"

"I haven't changed it yet. I was planning to trouble my ancestors later."

"Can you change it to a sword? A soul master who uses a sword will look very handsome. Even if he doesn't have innate soul power, he can still have some ability to protect himself."

With that said, Tang Chen handed the Shura Blood Sword in his hand to Qian Daoliu.

"This is my request to Senior Qian Zhongling. I believe that a divine weapon will be useful to you anyway."

He was clearly preparing to use this sword just now to gain an advantage in battle for himself, but now he gave it away without hesitation for his descendants.

"No, Wuhun Palace still lacks your sword. Changing Wuhun into a sword is not difficult for our ancestors. I may even be able to change it at will soon."

Qian Daoliu looked at the bloody sword in front of him and shook his head.

"Oh, you can change soon, so there's no need to give gifts." He put the blood sword back again.

"Why don't you ask me to help you change the Clear Sky Hammer to a stronger one?" Qian Daoliu could only laugh at this behavior.

"Don't change anything to the Clear Sky Hammer, it's best to change it to a sword.

"It's good not to have to bear the sins of the evil soul master."

Tang Chen looked at Qian Daoliu seriously. Since it was an old friend, it wouldn't be too bad.

"Sins cannot be eliminated by changing one's martial spirit."

"But at least you don't have to bear the discrimination, right?"

"I thought about it. A relatively high-level martial spirit like the Clear Sky Hammer cannot just disappear from the world."

"It's better to disappear." The blood sword was handed to Qian Daoliu again.

"Take it and roll away, I don't care."

"So what are their last names now?" Tang Chen indeed put the blood sword back.

"What surname the children in the orphanage can have will be decided by themselves in the future."

“It’s pretty good too.”

Above the ocean, it suddenly became quiet again, leaving only the sound of waves and the cry of seagulls echoing in their ears.

"You have asked so many questions, it's time for me to ask you one." After a moment, Qian Daoliu spoke as he looked at the figure flying up from the island in the distance.

"Just ask."

"If the City of Killing has never been near Wuhun City, a few years later, a person who has inherited the Nine Tests of Poseidon will come to you and wake you up, claiming to be your great-grandson, but you are about to die.

"How would you describe me, and how do you plan to let him deal with Wuhun Palace?"

"That evil soul master who is tens of thousands of years old, right?" Tang Chen withdrew his gaze from the approaching figure in the distance and looked at Qian Daoliu seriously.

"Yes, but you will only think that he is your great-grandson." Qian Daoliu also looked at Tang Chen.

Tang Chen scratched his head and thought for a moment, then touched his chin and said, "Then I would probably say you are a coward, you are far inferior to me.

"As for the Wuhun Palace, I'm going to die. It's none of my business. Let the children and grandchildren handle it among themselves."

"Why?" Qian Daoliu turned his head and looked at the clearly visible figure, his tone neither sad nor happy.

"The reason why I say you are not as good as me is because I want to brag before I die and vent my anger.

"And coward, because I really think you are a coward!"

Suddenly, the blood sword slashed down from Qian Daoliu's side!

"Reason? You know how much I carry, why do you call me a coward?!" The golden long sword held the blood sword, and his tone was extremely serious.

"I have always treated you as a true brother, and I deeply respect you for making it this far!"

While questioning, the golden sword suddenly exerted force!

Tang Chen flew out upside down and bumped into the arms of the approaching figure.

Qian Daoliu, holding a sword in one hand, with a red soul ring behind his head, looked at the two people, or in other words, a person and a monster, as indifferently as a god.

Yes, monster.

The long sea-blue hair was gone and turned into countless moving and squirming sea snakes;

The stunning face has also disappeared, the face is covered with dense blue scales, there are no eyelids, no nose, only the gills flashing on both sides are left;

The hands are still normal, but they are also densely covered with blue scales;

The legs turned into a weird fish tail.

Such a monster was the one whom two extremely powerful men once fell in love with, the once extremely noble High Priest of Poseidon.

——Bo Saixi.

But now, she stopped Tang Chen's tendency to retreat and looked at Qian Daoliu with eyes full of hatred and madness.

"Qian Daoliu, you still dare to come to Poseidon Island?!"

The girl who frequently appeared in wars after the sudden change on Poseidon Island was not blind. She could see the girl's angelic spirit.

"Why not?

"By the way, let me correct you by the way, that broken island now is called Sea Monster Island."

The long sword was pointed at the two people standing together, and the shadow of the angel appeared behind him.

(End of chapter)