Three years have passed, and after the catalysis of the three yellow, purple and black soul rings, he has eaten three magical herbs that are of great benefit to the body.
Fang Ling has long since grown from a skinny boy to a handsome young man of 1.8 meters in height.
He has a handsome face, deep and confident facial features, especially his mysterious red-gold pupils that shine with a calm light, which make people feel an irresistible attraction.
Coupled with his youthful and sunny temperament and strong muscle lines, he is a world of difference compared to the past.
But his bone structure has not changed, and people who are familiar with him can still vaguely recognize him.
"I didn't expect that you could recognize me right away, Teacher. You've become the director now. I've practiced very quickly in the past few years since I left!"
Fang Ling laughed and rushed forward, then hugged the person who jumped down from the ring tightly.
"Who are you looking down on, kid? I, your teacher, have practiced hard for the past three years and have become a Soul King!" Lin Tianyang patted his back.
He saw Fang Ling's broken limb had been healed, but he still teased him:
"Why, you can't make it in Tiandou Royal Academy anymore? So you come back to join the academy?"
"if--"
"I'm only one soul ring away from becoming a Soul King." Fang Ling's deep tone made Lin Tianyang bite his tongue when he was about to say something.
He stared at Fang Ling in shock, his mind trembling, and he stuttered, "What level are you at?"
"Fifty, of course."
Lin Tianyang was completely stunned when he saw the four yellow, yellow, purple and black soul rings on Fang Ling's body, as well as the profound soul power that was almost the same as his own.
"How is that possible?" he muttered to himself.
Fang Ling did not mention his own cultivation level in the letter. He just briefly reported that he was safe and that everything was fine.
"Nothing is impossible, because it's me." Fang Ling slapped him twice to wake him up, "Teacher, I came back to see that I'm not alone this time, so be serious."
Lin Tianyang was stunned. He glanced at Zhu Zhuqing, who was obviously Fang Ling's girlfriend, and noticed an old man with green eyes standing beside him with his hands behind his back and a calm expression.
Who is this person?
With a puzzled thought in his heart, Fang Ling nodded slightly: "He is my new teacher in Tiandou City, and also my grandfather, Poison Douluo Dugu Bo."
Lin Tianyang was startled, and fell into another shock. He bowed and said quickly: "Tianyang is blind, Your Majesty Bilin, please forgive me."
"No need to accuse me, stand up. It's understandable that we are excited about the reunion of master and disciple. Just pretend that I don't exist."
Dugu Bo is aloof by nature, and he was willing to come here only for Fang Ling's sake.
I just came by to see what kind of person was the one who taught Fang Ling.
Dugu Bo said that he was pretending he didn't exist, but how was that possible?
Lin Tianyang spoke in a somewhat reserved manner. He paused for a moment and pointed at Zhu Zhuqing: "Who is this?"
"This is one of my fiancées, Zhu Zhuqing."
Fang Ling heard this name again. His body was still a little stiff, and Zhu Zhuqing, who was blushing again, was pulled to his side.
One of them?
Lin Tianyang understood, and after asking another teacher to take the test, an ambiguous smile appeared on his face: "Let's go, this is not the place to talk."
"Man Yun and father miss you..."
At the same time, a secret letter from Dai Mubai was on its way to the Xing Luo Empire.
Tang Hao gave Zhao Wuji and Flanders a lesson in the name of guidance, and confirmed that Tang San was temporarily safe in the academy.
Then, like a swift returning to its nest, he quickly headed towards the cave where Ah Yin was.
After nearly a day and two nights of rapid travel, Tang Hao approached the pool of water in the steep mountains near Shenghun Village.
Ah Yin, our son has been growing up gradually. He has reached the peak of level 29 at the age of twelve. He also has a transformed 100,000-year-old soul beast accompanying him, just like us back then...
The closer he got, the more excited Tang Hao became, and he couldn't wait to share the joy in his heart.
The towering waterfall still roars like thunder, the surrounding area is chilly, and tiny ripples appear in the deep pool.
Nothing seems to have changed.
But Tang Hao was so powerful that he noticed something was wrong as soon as he arrived.
Seeing the stone door disappear, his pupils suddenly contracted. Did I leave the door open when I left?
Tang Hao's eyes trembled, and he still had a tiny fantasy in his heart.
Like thunder and lightning, it broke through the waterfall and rushed into it.
However, the worst happened.
In the bright and damp stone chamber, Ah Yin and the small mound of earth disappeared without a trace.
The most despairing thing was that the box containing Ah Yin's hundred thousand year soul bone was thrown on the ground casually like garbage.
The soul bone that was shining with blue light inside had long disappeared.
The right leg bone of the Hundred Thousand Years Blue Silver Emperor is gone!
The joy in Tang Hao's heart disappeared in an instant, his knees softened, and he fell to the ground dejectedly.
The loss was so great that he could only stare blankly at the empty stone chamber in front of him.
In a trance, I found a piece of paper on the ground.
The humid air made it slightly damp, and the words on it were blurred a lot, but you could still make out what was written.
He read word by word:
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, let me see which little cutie left such a big treasure here?"
"Oh~ It turns out to be the wife of Shrinking Douluo Tang Hao and his wife's soul bone."
"Thinking back to the time when we besieged you, you were so arrogant, even a group of us couldn't do anything to you."
"Now that His Majesty the Pope and the titled elder are dead, I never thought that a small figure like me could obtain a 100,000-year soul bone by chance. It is truly a blessing from God. How lucky I am!"
"Haozi, I don't need to thank you for your kindness. I will avoid you in this life and repay you in the next life."
The people from Spirit Hall!
They were my former enemies!
Fang Ling's misleading was more useful than expected.
Tang Hao didn't think about him at all.
After persistent and unremitting misleading and conversations during several encounters, he had already determined in his mind that Dugu Bo had helped Fang Ling obtain a soul bone for regenerating a severed limb in the sea, and he did not have the slightest doubt this time.
The news of why the former Pope Qian Xunji besieged him is still a secret in the soul master world, and few people know about it.
Tang Hao was a reckless man. He didn't have the time to check the origin and handwriting of the paper. His violent soul power tore the paper into pieces before he could think.
It can only be someone from the Spirit Hall!
Spirit Hall!!!
They did this and still dared to provoke us.
His heart was beating violently, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face turned red.
After a long while, he pounded his fist on the stone wall and let out a shrill and tragic roar: "Ah Yin——!"
The cry is hoarse, like the cuckoo crying blood.
The heavy soul power also fluctuated, and the air was torn into waves.
His wife was gone, his hundred thousand year old soul bone was gone, and Tang Hao was devastated.
He was so angry that his powerful soul force moved uncontrollably, causing the blood clots and triggering old injuries.
After coughing violently twice, he couldn't help but spit out two large mouthfuls of blood with a "wow" sound, leaned against the wall, and his whole face turned pale in an instant.
In order to avoid repeating his father's mistake and being angered to death, Tang Hao suppressed his anger and immediately sat cross-legged, using his own powerful and strong soul power to suppress his injuries.
(End of this chapter)