Chapter 1 Douluo Continent, Otherworldly Tang San

　　Douluo Continent, Tian Dou Empire's southwest, Fasnuo Province. 　　Sacred Soul Village, if one were to just listen to its name, then it would definitely be a rather surprising name, but in reality, it was nothing more than a small village of only three hundred households south of Nodin City in Fasnuo Row Province. The reason why it was named Sacred Soul was because of the legend that a hundred years ago, a Soul Saint level soul master had once walked out of here, thus earning the name. This was also the eternal pride of Sacred Soul Village. 　　Outside the Holy Souls Village, there is a large area of farming land, the food and vegetables produced here are supplied to Nordin City, which is not a big city in the Fasnor Province, but after all, this place is very close to the border with another empire, and naturally, it is also one of the two empire's merchants' trading start, Nordin City is therefore prosperous, and incidentally, it makes the lives of civilians in the villages around the city better than the rest of the world. 　　The day just dawned, the distant east rose a faint fish-belly white, adjacent to the Holy Souls Village of a small hill only more than a hundred meters high, but already more than a thin figure. 　　That was a child of only five or six years old, apparently, he often endured the warmth of the sun, his skin took on a healthy wheat color, his short black hair looked sharp, and his clothes were plain but clean. 　　For a child of his age, climbing this hundred meter high hill could not be an easy task, but strangely enough, when he arrived at the high point of the hilltop he did not turn red in the face, did not gasp for breath, and had a pleasant look. 　　The boy sat down on the top of the hill, his eyes staring at the east of the gradually brightening fish-belly white, between the nose slowly inhale, and then from the mouth slowly exhale, inhale sheep, exhale slightly, actually formed a wonderful cycle. 　　At this time, his eyes suddenly widened, the distant sky that gradually bright fish-belly white, as if flashing through a faint purple gas, if not with amazing eyesight and enough focus, is absolutely unable to find its existence. 　　The appearance of purple gas, so that the boy's spirit is completely focused, he even no longer exhale, just a slight and slow inhale, while his eyes firmly staring at the purple color that suddenly hidden and suddenly appeared. 　　Purple gas appeared not long, when the east that a touch of fish-belly white gradually covered by the rising sun color, purple gas has completely disappeared. 　　Only then did the boy slowly close his eyes, and at the same time, he exhaled a long breath of turbid air from his body. A white stream of qi was exhaled from his mouth like a pizzicato before dispersing. 　　Sitting still for a long time, the boy opened his eyes again, not knowing whether it was because of the staining of the purple qi from that day, his eyes actually flickered with a layer of faint purple meaning, although this purple color did not last too long before quietly converging, but when it existed, it was so clear. 　　With a disheveled sigh, the boy made a helpless expression that should never appear at his age, shook his head, and mumbled to himself, ''It still doesn't work, my Xuan Heavenly Skill is still unable to break through the bottleneck of the first level. It's been three whole months already, why on earth is that? Even the Purple Extreme Demonic Pupil that needs to rely on the Purple Qi Donglai that can only be practiced early in the morning has been progressing. The Xuan Heavenly Skill could not break through the bottleneck, and my Xuan Jade Hands could not make any further enhancements. When I first practiced, between the first and second weights, I didn't seem to encounter such a situation. The Xuan Heavenly Skill has a total of nine weights, so how come this first weight is so troublesome? Could it be, is it because this world is different from that original world of mine?" 　　It had been more than five years since he came to this world, and the child in front of him was none other than Tang San, who had jumped off the cliff in Tang Sect to make his will clear. When he came out of his coma, he realized that he couldn't do anything but feel warm. But the expected death didn't come, and soon, he came into this world through a squeezing process. 　　It wasn't until a long time later that Tang San realized what was going on. He didn't die, but he was also no longer the same Tang San as before. 　　After being born, Tang San had spent close to a year learning the language of this world. He still remembered that at the time of his birth, although he was still unable to open his eyes and watch, he heard a muffled male voice crying out in a heartbreaking manner. When he learned the language of this world and recalled it with his overpowering memory, he could only remember that the man seemed to be shouting, Third sister, don't leave me behind, and that man, was his father, Tang Hao. His mother in this world had died in childbirth at that time. 　　I don't know whether it is the will of God in the underworld, or by coincidence, in order to honor his dead wife, Tang Hao gave him the name surprisingly magical or called Tang San. 　　Children of his age in the village would often make fun of him with this, but Tang San was very satisfied in his heart. This was, after all, the name he had used for nearly thirty years in another world. Familiarity alone had already caused him to fall in love with these two words a long time ago. 　　Coming to this world, after the initial surprise and fear, to the later excitement and now calmness, Tang San had completely accepted the reality, in his opinion, this was the heavens giving him another chance. The greatest wish of his previous life might be able to come true in this life. 　　Nakedly coming to this world, but Tang San had the greatest wealth, which was memory. As the most outstanding genius of the Tang Sect's outer door, the Tang Sect's manufacturing methods for all kinds of machine-type concealed weapons were all branded in his mind. And when he stole the secret books of the inner sect of the Tang Sect after years of longing to get a taste of them, in the process of learning, the highest Xuan Tian Treasure Record of the inner sect was likewise memorized in his mind. Tang San hoped that he could recreate the splendor of the Tang Sect in this world. 　　"Time to go back." Tang San took a look at the sky, his skinny body pranced up and ran towards the mountain. If someone saw him at this time, they would definitely stare in amazement, every step he took could be close to one foot, the pitted ground between the mountains had no effect on him at all, easily dodging out of the way, and between his rapid travels, he was much faster than an adult. 　　What is the essence of the Tang Sect? Concealed weapons, poisons and lightness. The biggest difference between the inner and outer Tang Sect was the method of using concealed weapons. The outer sect was mainly of the mechanical type, whereas the inner sect, it was a true maneuver. Poisons were generally only used by the outer sect, and the concealed weapons of the inner sect's direct disciples were rarely poisoned, because they simply didn't need it.