In twelve years, he has long lost the childishness he had when he first entered Spirit Hall. His features are clear and handsome, his eyes are calm, and the Soul Power fluctuations around him are restrained and solid. Even if he is just standing quietly, he still exudes a maturity and restraint that is far beyond that of his peers.
"Xiao San, come and sit." Bibi Dong's voice was cold, but a little softer than outsiders, and it slowly echoed in the empty hall.
Tang San stepped forward slowly, bowed deeply to the woman on the throne, and spoke in a respectful and intimate tone, "Mother."
Bibi Dong The corners of his lips softened imperceptibly for a moment.
She never minded the name of this child. Compared with the cold and cold "Adjudicator Elder", she was more accustomed to the warm "Mother". She raised her hand and motioned for Tang San to sit down on the seat next to her, and said lightly, "In the past three years of seclusion and hard work, what state has your Soul Power reached?"
"Back to mother, the disciple is now the forty-eighth auxiliary department Soul Ancestor." Tang San responded in a deep voice, then lowered his eyes slightly, with a hint of guilt in his tone, "It's because I didn't work hard enough and my progress was much behind them. I let you down."
"Disappointment is out of the question."
When Bibi Dong heard this, he just lightly curled his lips without any intention of being harsh. "Everyone's situation is different. If you can work steadily and steadily, you can reach level 48 from Innate Full Soul Power in three years. You are already far ahead of most Soul Master of your generation. There is no need to compare yourself with them, and there is no need to belittle yourself."
Tang San Hearing this, he bowed and saluted again, and the guilt in his heart calmed down a little.
Bibi Dong looked at his calm appearance, gently rubbed the gems on the armrests of the seats with his fingertips, and slowly said, "You have stayed at the Spirit Hall for three full years. The old gentlemen in the palace have already taught you Martial Soul Theory, practical combat techniques, and soul control techniques that you should learn. After thinking about it, you should go out and practice."
Tang San raised his eyes suddenly, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, obviously he didn't expect her to say these words suddenly.
"Remember, after you get out, your relationship with the Spirit Hall and me must not be exposed."
Bibi Dong's tone was still calm, but with an unquestionable pointer. "What Spirit Hall teaches you is the knowledge in books and the experience summarized by predecessors. But Soul Master ultimately has to walk this road step by step. Many things can only be truly understood by personal experience."
Tang San frowned, his eyes full of confusion. "Mother, why do you want to go out to practice? Spirit Hall has the top mimicry training room in the continent, the most complete Soul Master system, and the guidance of you and the elders. Isn't it the fastest way to advance if you concentrate on training here?"
"If a person is trapped in one world for a long time, he will assume that everything in front of him is the whole world, that the rules here are correct, and that the light here is everything. But this is wrong, even if this is Spirit Hall, even if I am here to protect you." Bibi Dong's voice fell slowly, with a hint of indifference in the world.
Tang San's brows furrowed even more tightly, and his tone was full of confusion. "But Spirit Hall is the destination of Soul Master in the whole continent. It is the place to protect the civilians and preside over Soul Master World order. It is the representative of light and justice, isn't it?"
He has been protected by Bibi Dong in the Spirit Hall since he can remember. What he saw was that Spirit Hall awakened Martial Soul for free for common people, distributed training subsidies to poor families Soul Master, and punished Soul Master who did evil.
In his eyes, this is the cleanest and brightest place in the world.
Seeing the pure determination in the young man's eyes, Bibi Dong suddenly laughed. There was a bit of ridicule, a bit of helplessness, and a bit of sadness that she didn't even notice. She raised her hand and motioned for Tang San to come closer and pointed. The tip gently brushed the top of his hair, with a rare softness in the movement. "Light and justice? Xiao San, no matter how strong the sun is, it cannot illuminate all the shadows. Any organization or force has darkness hidden behind the light, and Spirit Hall is no exception."
"This is the real world."
She retracted her hand and her tone became solemn again. "The world you see now is the world I want you to see. It is a filtered and clean world. It is not real and incomplete. You have always kept your eyes open and used your eyes to see what others show you. From now on, you must learn to close your eyes to see the world."
"Close your eyes and see the world?" Tang San murmured and repeated this sentence, his brows furrowed, his eyes even more confused, completely unable to understand the meaning of this sentence.
Bibi Dong didn't explain any more. He just raised his hand and waved his hand. A black cloak with dark blue judgment patterns embroidered on the edge fell from the shelf on the side to Tang San. The tentacles were cold, but it carried a powerful restriction to isolate the breath, which could perfectly hide his appearance, Soul Power fluctuations and Martial Soul aura.
"Put it on."
Bibi Dong's voice was cold and firm. "Put it on and see what this continent really looks like, and see the corners where the sun doesn't shine. When you finish walking around, you will understand what it means to close your eyes and see the world."
She looked outside the hall, at the vast Douluo Continent, and her voice was filled with clarity that was engraved in her bones. "You have to remember that beauty is just a momentary feeling. Only reality is Eternity. And truth can never be beautiful."
Tang San leaned over and took the cloak solemnly with both hands, feeling that the thin fabric weighed more than a thousand pounds.
He looked up at Bibi Dong, and the confusion in his eyes gradually faded away, replaced by a trace of unquestionable determination.
He bowed deeply and made a big salute. "I understand, mother, I will never let you down."
Bibi Dong looked at him, nodded slightly, and said in a softer tone, "Go ahead. You can leave anytime you want, you don't need to report to me. Remember, no matter how far you go, Spirit Hall will always be your home, and I will always be your backing. But in the end, you have to walk this road step by step, see it for yourself, and understand it for yourself."
Tang San bowed again, held the cloak, turned and exited Judgment Hall.
The sunlight outside the palace fell on him. He looked down at the black cloak in his hand, the words Bibi Dong echoed repeatedly in his ears, and indescribable emotions surged in his heart.
He has lived in the Spirit Hall for twelve years and has never taken a single step out of Spirit City. What is more important is his half-human and half-Soul Beast identity. The cloak in his hand at this moment seems to weigh a thousand pounds. It is hard to say how much pressure his mother has endured in order for him to go out and see.
Who can tolerate an alien and suddenly let the tiger return to the mountain? Wouldn't that be causing trouble for oneself?
Just as he was standing in a trance on the corridor outside the temple, there was a sound of footsteps behind him.
Tang San turned around and saw Gui Mengguan, Qian Gujue, and Oupai walking over.
"The third child?"
Gui Mengguan was the first to speak. He looked at the cloak in his hand and glanced at the confusion on his face. He understood in an instant, "Adjudicator Elder wants you to go out and practice?"
Tang San nodded and bowed to the three of them. "Boss, second, fourth, my mother did ask me to go out for a walk and see the real world, but now... I'm still a little confused. I don't know where to go or what to do."
Qian Gujue stepped forward, reached out and patted his shoulder. His tone was calm, but with a bit of transparency from someone who had experienced it. "Don't panic, everyone's situation is the same. People at our age have to be kicked out... No, geniuses like us have to go through this, otherwise they won't be able to handle things in the future."
Gui Mengguan raised his eyes and looked at the rolling mountains outside Spirit City, and continued, "A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Don't rush to set any grand goals, and don't rush to find any standard answers. Take a step first, walk more, see more, meet more people, and experience more things, and you will naturally know what you should do and how to do it, which is what you think is 'right' in your heart."
Qian Gujue also grinned and added angrily, "That's right! This continent is very big. If you just stay in Spirit City, what if you cultivate to Soul King? It's much more useful to go out, have a few fights, and see the world than to stay in the training room and cultivate to death!"
Oupai also nodded and added gently, "If you encounter trouble that cannot be solved on the road, try your best to solve it. Unless you really can't do it, then put oil on the soles of your feet and run as fast as you can."
Tang San looked at the three people, and most of the confusion in his heart disappeared instantly.
He clenched the cloak in his hand and nodded heavily to the three of them. "Thank you brothers for your advice, I understand."
Gui Mengguan smiled and patted his shoulder again, "Take care, I hope you will bring us a different story when you come back."
Tang San nodded again, turned around, held the cloak tightly, and walked towards the Spirit City gate.
The sun fell on his tall back, and the boy's steps gradually became firm from the initial hesitation.
After Tang San's figure disappeared at the end of the corridor, Qian Gujue shook Coiling Dragon Staff in his hand and looked at Gui Mengguan: "What should we do now? We can't continue to stay in the training room, right? It's almost suffocating me to death in the past three years."
Oupai also raised his eyes and looked at Gui Mengguan, waiting for him to make up his mind.
Although they have been sitting on the Spirit Hall for the past three years, they have always paid attention to the movements of Suotuo City. Now that they are getting closer to the plot point, they cannot just sit idly by and ignore it.
Gui Mengguan smiled, looked up to the south outside Spirit City, and said in a relaxed tone, "What else can we do? You think what you just said is false. Let's go to Suotuo City and take a look while the boss is silent."
"Okay! I've wanted to take a look for a long time!" Qian Gujue suddenly got excited and agreed immediately, then spat again, "Just in time to take a look at Yu Xiaogang that Little Scumbag What is's situation now? Apart from knowing that he is working as a teacher at Shrek in the past three years, I don't have any useful information at all. I also want to check it out and see how many time-travelers have escaped in advance in the past three years."
Oupai also nodded and agreed, "You really should go and see it. If you don't go there, I'm afraid I won't even be able to drink the soup."
The three of them hit it off immediately, packed their bags that day, said hello to each mother, then concealed their identities as core disciples of the Spirit Hall, restrained their Soul Power fluctuations at the Soul King level, disguised themselves as three ordinary Soul Ancestors who were traveling together, and went straight to Suotuo City.
In just a few days' journey, the three of them stepped into the gate of Suotuo City.