Rebirth Douluo My Martial Soul is the Twelve Talismans

Tang San glanced at Mo Xie in confusion, and in order to know the truth of the matter, he lit the candle on the skull against his will.

At this time, Tang San's heart was on the verge of exploding. Looking at the leisurely and contented Mo Xie in front of him, he secretly swore in his heart: Pot God, when your value is used up, I will send you to the God Realm!

Mo Xie didn't know at this time that he was hated by Tang San. Even if he was hated, it didn't matter to him. After all, he was wearing a vest now and had no burden at all.

Looking at the burning candle in front of him, Tang San didn't notice anything unusual. He looked at Mo Xie with cold eyes and said coldly: "Are you kidding me?"

"Hey~ Why are young people today so anxious?" Mo Xie pointed to the wooden stake in front of the Angel God Statue, "Kneel down on that wooden stake and kowtow to the Angel God three times, and you can go to that place."

Tang San looked at Mo Xie suspiciously, thinking that he had already experienced it once before, and this time it was just kneeling on a stone statue, which he accepted.

Looking at the angel statue in front of him, Tang San deeply remembered this person's appearance in his mind, and at this moment, the angel god who was far away in the God Realm couldn't help but shudder.

"Dong dong dong!" The sound of three sonorous and powerful sounds echoed in the cave.

After kowtowing, Tang San wanted to question something. Suddenly, the scene in front of him suddenly changed. He found himself in a tomb. At this time, he looked around with excitement, "Is this Tang San's tomb?"

When Tang San said this, he felt awkward. He looked around and found that the tomb was very simple, with no burial objects and only a coffin in the middle.

"Boy, I'm not lying to you, are you very happy and excited to see your ancestor?" Mo Xie continued to stimulate Tang San.

Tang San ignored Mo Xie. In his eyes, the Pot God in front of him was already a god of death. If it was a prosperous god, he would run away immediately, but this Pot God was a crippled god. The Tang Clan who insulted him like this must kill!

"Humph~" Tang San snorted lightly, and walked closer to the coffin to observe. He found several passages of text carved on the coffin wall.

Tang San looked at the words above and read them.

My name is Tang Sancai. The Tang clan killed my parents and humiliated my wife and daughter. I was unwilling to accept the humiliation. I endured the humiliation and waited for the opportunity. One day I was practicing martial arts in Guijianchou. A man fell from the sky. His body was naked, and his appearance was similar to mine. He disfigured his face and sold his body. I got 10 taels of silver at the execution ground, and the head of the Tang family mistakenly thought he was the man who was evil. He spent a lot of money to buy me wine and get drunk. My direct disciple wanted to pass on me to be accepted by the head.

Am I such a person? My parents have a sworn hatred. I humiliated my wife and daughter and swore to destroy the whole family. I have been dormant for more than ten years. I even slept with all the female relatives of the Tang family, but they still can’t understand the hatred in my heart.

Suddenly one day, I was having an affair with the wife, daughter and granddaughter of the boss. A divine messenger appeared in front of me. I was so frightened that I wanted to kill him. I tried to stab him with my bare butt, but the divine messenger suppressed me with one hand and told me. It was because the gods wanted to destroy the Tang clan. I was so happy that I knocked out the female family members of the clan leader and talked with them all night long.

The divine envoy recommended me to meet with the gods. I asked why the Tang Clan was destroyed. The gods were all angry that their hidden weapons could hurt the gods and disrupt the balance between the two realms. I was overjoyed because both my parents died with the hidden weapons.

The gods who value me most are the God of the Sea, the God of Shura, and the God of Angels. With the blessings of the gods, I have a body that is hundreds of times stronger than ordinary people. I conquered the female family members of the Tang clan and allowed them to cooperate with each other inside and outside to capture them. With the help of the gods, I With his help, the Tang Clan was destroyed, but the head of the Tang Clan cunningly escaped with some remnants.

I was unwilling to send goblins to inquire around, and finally found the location of the remnants of the Tang clan. I went to encircle and suppress them, but the gods had returned to the divine world. I was defeated and returned seriously injured. Seeing that revenge was fruitless, I enjoyed my daughter and played with my granddaughter, and finally got two. She became pregnant and made a will to kill the Tang clan for the rest of her life.

When I am about to die, the world has changed greatly, and there is no martial arts left. My grandson awakens the martial soul and the big hammer. The hammer is extremely powerful. I hope it can shine on the sky, the earth, and the air. I will name it Haotian Hammer.

"Haotian Hammer? Isn't this my martial spirit?" Tang San looked at the coffin in front of him in confusion, "Could it be that the person lying inside is really my ancestor?"

At this time, Tang San felt as if he wanted to eat shit. Looking at Tang Sancai, who had slept with women in front of him, Tang San was so angry that he almost smashed his coffin. Unexpectedly, another huge message suddenly appeared. , the people here really seem to be his ancestors.

"Should I smash it or not?" Tang San said depressedly, looking at the coffin.

At this time, Tang San felt extremely complicated. Should he smash the coffin to show his loyalty to the Tang clan, or should he not smash the coffin to show his filial piety to his ancestors?

Mo Xie squinted his eyes and looked at Tang San who was having a hard time making a choice in front of the coffin. He wrote this on purpose. He just wanted to see how Tang San chose. If Tang San even smashed his ancestor's coffin, Mo Xie would also If he thinks that he is completely hopeless, then he has to find an excuse for Xiao Wu to fall out with him, otherwise he will have scruples about doing anything in the future.

Tang San let out a long sigh and said: "You are my ancestor, I will seek revenge from those gods!"

Seeing Tang San's choice, Mo Xie heaved a sigh of relief and thought to himself: Xiao Wu, you have saved your royal suppressor bag.

Tang San didn't know that he had walked through the gate of hell, so he turned his head and looked at Mo Xie beside him, with a hint of coldness in his eyes and thought to himself: I'll deal with you as soon as I get out.

Looking at the coffin in front of him, Tang San wanted to see if his ancestor would leave him any treasures, so he opened the coffin lid and looked inside!

"Hey! You unfilial descendant, you actually opened up your ancestor's coffin." Mo Xie looked at Tang San in front of him and quickly stopped him.

"This is my ancestor, what does it have to do with you?" Tang San glanced at Mo Xie disapprovingly. If it weren't for his ancestor lying in the coffin, he would have smashed it right now.

There was a person who looked very similar to him lying in the coffin. Tang San knew that this person had slept with Tang Sancai in the entire Tang clan. Tang Sancai's coffin was very clean, and he didn't know what kept his body immortal. of.

"What is this?" Tang San saw a book in his ancestor's arms, so he quickly took it out, "It's useless for you to keep it, ancestor. You might as well give me an advantage."

Mo Xie watched clearly from the side. He even doubted whether Tang San had been with him for a long time. How could a good person become so sinister, even leaving the ancestors' funerary objects behind, even though this was deliberately left behind? It's Tang San's, but it's also a small surprise, and a strong evidence of cheating the angel god.

Seeing the drooling Tang San, Mo Xie's mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but thought to himself: Fortunately, I'm not this guy's ancestor, otherwise I would have jumped out of the coffin and strangled him to death.

"Psychiatric treatment manual?" Tang San looked at the book in his hand with confusion. He touched the material and found that the book was made of a special material. No wonder it could be preserved for such a long time. Driven by curiosity, Tang San opened it. He started to look through the book, and the more he read, the more excited he became, "This can actually cure the teacher. It turns out that the teacher is ill. This disease is called mental illness. I must study hard and cure the teacher as soon as possible."

Tang San didn't expect to get this, so he started to touch his ancestor again, and finally he touched another piece of jade.