Douluo's Mistake

"So it's His Royal Highness, Tang San is polite."

Tang San bowed slightly, his tone neither humble nor arrogant.

Xue Qinghe looked at him up and down and couldn't help but admire: "If Uncle Ning hadn't told me, it would be hard for me to believe that you are only 14 years old. It's nice to meet you. If you don't mind, just call me Brother Xue. .”

Why are he and that Avalanche Prince so far apart?

Tang San didn't feel any excitement or anything like that because of Xue Qinghe's words. He lowered his eyes slightly: "His Royal Highness, you can't break the rules when you are joking."

"Okay, let's sit down and talk first." Ning Fengzhi shook his head helplessly and pulled the two of them to sit down. "Others may not be able to drink the tea here. Xiaosan, you can try it too."

The three of them sat down respectively, and Xue Qinghe personally poured tea for Ning Fengzhi and Tang San.

It's not the best tea like Shen Yeyan, but it can still be ranked high on the tea list. Just smelling the taste already has a refreshing feeling.

Tang San didn't remain silent for a long time. He himself was not interested in the tea: "Your Highness, I heard from Uncle Ning before that you knew something about my father's retreat."

After a moment of tea tasting, Xue Qinghe glanced at Tang San, and then nodded: "Actually, I only know a small part of it. I only heard it mentioned by a palace minister."

Seeing that Tang San didn't show any disappointment, he suddenly smiled, and then put down the tea cup in his hand: "Your father has always been my idol, so I asked more about you at that time - as far as I know, your father was Choosing to withdraw from the soul master world and disappearing seems to be related to Wuhun Palace."

"Your Highness, I wonder if you could be more specific?" Tang San suppressed the anxiety in his heart and asked as calmly as possible.

"About 15 years ago, you should not have been born yet. Wuhun Palace seems to be looking for something, which is extremely important to the entire Wuhun Palace. Not only the four Platinum Bishops were involved, but even the Pope at the time And his two personal guards were also dispatched."

"I don't know what they want to find, but one thing is clear - this thing is in the hands of your father. At that time, your father was traveling around the mainland with your mother, and he must have been very upset when he suddenly encountered this incident. Difficult."

Xue Qinghe's speech was not fast, as if he was trying his best to tell a fact. Tang San listened carefully. Apart from what his senior brother told him, this was the first time he could understand the past.

"No one knows the specific negotiations between him and Wuhun Palace. I just heard that your father announced his separation from Haotian Sect not long after. At that time, he had not yet reached the realm of Titled Douluo."

"Not long after, another news came out, saying that your father and someone from the Wuhun Palace were fighting in a certain place, Ling..." As if thinking of something, Xue Qinghe looked to the side and clenched his fists because of that word. Tang San raised his lips and asked him: "By the way, do you know Lingzong?"

That smile made Tang San feel weird for a while. He picked up the tea cup in front of him and took a sip: "...I know."

Ning Fengzhi was stunned for a moment, then realized: "Young Master Shen told you, right?"

In response, Tang San took a deep breath: "Your Highness, what happens next?"

Not saying anything, Xue Qinghe glanced at Tang San again, and continued: "In that battle, Lingzong was also involved. It seemed that he was on Tang Hao's side, but he was tricked by someone with intentions, and his strength was greatly reduced in the end. I also have a complete feud with Wuhun Palace."

"Tang Hao left injured, and it seems that they didn't succeed in getting that thing."

"After that, the news spread that your father had become a Titled Douluo. Wuhun Palace itself also admitted this fact. This is why your father became the youngest Titled Douluo today."

After telling this, Tang San discovered that neither his senior brother nor Xue Qinghe mentioned his mother at all, so she...

"Less than a month after that battle, Wuhun Palace suddenly announced that the Pope passed away and a new Pope succeeded. Your father may have chosen to live in seclusion for this reason." Xue Qinghe said with regret, "Since then Since then, the Haotian Sect has gradually fallen out of people’s sight and has become a semi-hidden state today.”

Nodding, Ning Fengzhi continued what he said: "If this matter is true, then your father's retirement must be closely related to that battle."

Tang San took a deep breath. Regarding that battle, apart from his father, it seemed that he could only look to his senior brother, but his senior brother didn't seem to like talking to him very much about things back then. Besides, they are now...

Standing up, Xue Qinghe walked to Tang San, took out a gold medal from his arms and placed it on the table.

The style of the gold medal was simple, but he felt that it contained a special energy flow, and it was engraved with a sky character.

Xue Qinghe smiled slightly: "If you come to see me for anything in the future, just show me this token."

Tang San hesitated slightly, but still accepted the Crown Prince's kindness. He stood up, put away the gold medal, and bowed to Xue Qinghe beside him: "Thank you, Crown Prince."

"You really don't look like a 14-year-old child." Xue Qinghe sighed.

Finally, before Tang San left the private room, he patted him on the shoulder: "If you still don't understand anything, maybe you can ask the people around you."

Listening to these unexplained words, Tang San felt uncomfortable for a while. He said goodbye, but even after leaving the door, this strange feeling still lingered.

What do you mean...people around you?

What on earth does this His Highness the Crown Prince mean?

Thinking about the gold medal on the 24th Bridge on a bright moonlit night, Tang San couldn't help but speed up the pace to the academy.

When he came back, it was already past lunch time. Tang San had no appetite and everyone else was practicing, so he went to Shen Yeyan's house instead.

"What are you doing here?" Although the door was opened, its owner obviously didn't want to talk to him.

"I……"

Before Tang San could hesitantly explain the reason, Shen Yeyan lost his patience.

"Okay, come in."

Shen Yeyan stepped aside and closed the door tightly after waiting for someone to enter the house. He just paused stiffly when Tang San passed by him.

Before he could say a word, Tang San saw Shen Yeyan, who had originally been calm-looking, suddenly filled with anger and walked towards him with his eyebrows furrowed.

He subconsciously stepped back, and took a few steps back as the man approached, but a cold hard object pressed against his waist.

Also, the room wasn't big, and there were tables and chairs behind Tang San, which could be reached within a few steps.He was also surprised by the sudden chill, but he quickly reacted and put his hand against the edge of the table to steady himself. At the same time, he was slightly confused: "Senior brother?"

With a great sense of oppression, Shen Yeyan still leaned over, his right hand on the corner of the table, very close to Tang San's hand, almost blocking the person who had no way to retreat between him and the table.

At this time, the two of them were very close, and the room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Shen Yeyan's nose twitched, and his warm breath blew on Tang San's neck, making his heart beat faster and his throat move up and down.

And the next moment, Tang San heard his sweetheart ask with a suppressed tone, "Who are you going to see?"

"Yes, it's His Highness the Crown Prince of the Tiandou Empire." Tang San was still a little stunned, but he still answered obediently.

"Xueqinghe?"

"Yes..." Seeing the person's frown getting deeper and deeper, Tang San was a little worried and couldn't help but lean on the table, supporting his body with one hand, raising his left hand and lightly touching Shen Yeyan's frowning eyebrows, "Why? It’s…senior brother…”

As soon as he took a wrong breath, the numb feeling between his eyebrows made Shen Yeyan's heartbeat seem to skip a beat, and he suddenly realized that the distance between the two was too close.

Shen Yeyan took a few steps back and relaxed his frown, but at the same time he asked: "...Why did you go to see him?"

Tang San looked at the person with a sense of loss: "Sect Master Ning said that His Highness the Crown Prince seemed to know something about my father back then, so I followed him."

"Then, what do you know?" Shen Yeyan paused.

Tang San recounted what had just happened word for word.

"Don't see him in the future." Shen Yeyan looked away, with a little displeasure in his words, "That person is not a good person, he is very hypocritical."

"it is good."

"Don't blame me for not mentioning it..." Shen Yeyan was slightly startled and focused his attention on Tang San again, "...what?"

Tang San glanced at you, his eyes full of seriousness: "I listen to senior brother."

"..."

After a long silence, Shen Yeyan's breathing trembled and he slowly responded: "...Yeah."

Facing the person in front of him, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable again. Shen Yeyan glanced at Tang San hurriedly, then looked away: "Master is giving Rongrong special training in the wooden house, let you go."

Tang San always obeyed Shen Yeyan's words, let alone when the master called him, so no matter how much he wanted to stay with his senior brother for a while, Tang San left immediately.

"Teacher, are you looking for me?"

"That's right." The master nodded. He specifically asked Ayan to inform him, so he was sure that Tang San would go to Shen Yeyan. It seemed that he was right.

Looking at the little girl next to him who tilted her head at him, Tang San felt a little strange: "Teacher, you are giving Rongrong special training. Why did you call me here?"

"Of course, I said I would train you and Rongrong together."

Tang San was stunned, and Ning Rongrong's eyes widened.

The master's purpose was simple, just to let Tang San learn the legendary secret of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect - distraction control.

The control of distractions in the Qibao Glazed Sect is divided into five realms, namely the heart of three orifices, the heart of perseverance, the heart of five orifices, the heart of six orifices, and the heart of seven orifices.

The representative of each realm is the ability to control the number of soul skills and the number of simultaneous releases. It is by relying on this that the disciples of the Qibao Glazed Sect have allowed the Qibao Glazed Pagoda to ascend to the throne of the mainland's number one auxiliary weapon soul.

After understanding all the master's thoughts, Ning Rongrong was the first to express his agreement: "Okay, okay, finally someone wants to accompany me."

Tang San was still hesitant: "But, Uncle Ning's place..."

"It's okay!" Ning Rongrong waved her hand domineeringly, "I'll go find my dad now, he will definitely agree!"

The little girl walked out of the forest in such a hurry that Tang San had no time to hold her back.

"Can she...find it?"

"The Qibao Glazed Sect should have their own unique way of transmitting messages, don't worry."

In the end, a letter from Ning Fengzhi in the hands of Ning Rongrong, who returned soon, sealed the deal.

As a result, Tang San began to study the distraction control of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect day and night, but unfortunately he never learned any techniques and made no progress at all.

The cultivation method of distraction control is not complicated, and different soul masters practice this skill in different ways.

When it has been cultivated to the extreme, it should be able to control every change around it. It should not only observe these changes, but also keep these changes under its control.

It seems very complicated to say, but in fact, what you practice is how to multi-task and focus on scattered mental energy. It not only requires high mental strength, but also has excellent reaction ability.

After practicing for a whole afternoon, Tang San still didn't have any clue. He sighed with a headache, and reluctantly stopped the practice which had no effect for the time being.

Then, he thought about what he had to confess to everyone tomorrow, and his senior brother knew the possible consequences of making arrogant decisions, and he couldn't help but feel more headache.

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Although he was recognized by people on the high platform, Shen Yeyan had no intention of meeting anyone from the royal family.

And recently, he always felt that something big was going to happen, and it might be related to him.

Shen Yeyan sighed and looked out the window.

Hope it's not that tiny possibility.

Today is the second day of the competition, and the qualifying rounds officially begin today.

They had already gone through the first round of the competition, so they simply didn't go to the Great Soul Fighting Arena.

After just relaxing for a while, Shen Yeyan opened the door and went to the wooden house.

From far to near, Shen Yeyan heard the noise in the wooden house early, but there were too many owners of the voices, and he couldn't tell what everyone was talking about.

Shen Yeyan didn't care. He opened the door and the noise inside suddenly stopped.

Godmother, Master, Flanders, and...Zao Wuji?Apart from him, there are a total of seven Shrek members and four substitutes...

Why are there so many people today?

When he saw him, Tang San, who was still sitting peacefully on the bench, almost jumped up. He touched his nose in embarrassment: "Then what... I seem to have a little..."

Xiao Wu pulled the person back and asked Shen Yeyan, who was shocked by the scene as soon as he came in, to sit down.

Tang San poured a cup of tea and carefully pushed it to Shen Yeyan's table.

There was no refusal. When he picked up the tea cup, Shen Yeyan raised his eyelids and glanced at the person.

He wanted to see what this little bastard was up to.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little quiet, and Dai Mubai couldn't help but smile bitterly when everyone looked at him.

Looking at Shen Yeyan who was drinking tea silently, he tentatively said, "Brother Ye Yan... does the mistress really like you...?"

Shen Yeyan choked and spit out a mouthful of tea.

Shen Yeyan: "??!"