Space-time plane crossing

Chapter 1246: Unbreakable Iron (Second Update)
Hearing Tang Hao's words, Yang Cong scoffed.

No matter what the reason is, Yang Cong will let Tang San walk on the stage of history and create a way for Yang Cong to enter the God Realm.

In this world, soul beasts cannot enter the divine realm, no matter how powerful they are.

So, only humans can.

And Tang San is the Son of Destiny, the most likely to enter the God Realm.

If you really want to live your life in peace and stability according to Tang Hao's words, let alone whether Tang San is willing or not, even if he is willing, Yang Cong will make him unwilling.

This is because the purpose is different, Tang Hao and Yang Cong naturally think differently.

"Have you considered Tang San's feelings like this?"

Tang Hao was taken aback for a moment, he obviously didn't consider the three of Tang, and he was the only one thinking about it.

"Some people are doomed to their fate from the moment they are born. How can a golden scale be a thing in a pool that will turn into a dragon when encountering a storm? You understand what I mean."

"Yes." Tang Hao nodded and admitted.

Not to mention others, he himself didn't believe that his Tang Hao's son was anything but simple.

"Then if this is the case, let him do it." Yang Cong said: "As for how far he can reach, it depends on his good fortune, but I'm sure, where there is a will, there is a way."

"Where there is a will, there is a way."

Hearing Yang Cong's words, a bright light appeared in Tang Hao's eyes.

Seeing Tang Hao like this, it goes without saying that Tang Hao understood what Yang Cong meant.

"In that case, let him do everything according to his own wishes." Tang Hao nodded.

Seeing that Tang Hao had changed his mind, Yang Cong also felt that it was almost the same.

"I have something to do, so I'll leave first." Yang Cong got up.

"You don't wait for Xiaosan to come back?" Tang Hao asked.

"Trouble." Yang Cong shook his head, "Tell him, as my nephew, Yang Cong, I'm the only one who asks if he doesn't become Master, and see you later."

Seeing that Yang Cong said this, Tang Hao nodded in agreement.

All the way out of the Holy Soul Village, Xiong Batian seemed to have something to say, but he didn't dare to say it because he was afraid of being disrespectful.

Feeling Xiong Batian's behavior, Yang Cong said lightly: "Tell me."

"Yes." Xiong Batian nodded: "Young Master, you are obviously noble and belong to the dragon clan, but why do you think of humans as your nephews?"

"You also think he is not my nephew?" Yang Cong glanced at Xiong Batian.

"Yes." Xiong Batian nodded.

Yang Cong smiled: "You don't understand this stuff. It's like you didn't know me a few months ago, but now you regard me as the master. What's mixed in it is nothing but interests."

"This subordinate dare not." Xiong Batian thought that Yang Cong was beating him, and immediately knelt down on one knee: "At the beginning, this subordinate offended the young master because he had no eyes, but now this subordinate really wants to follow you, young master. "

"Okay." Yang Cong waved his hand: "I'm just making a metaphor. Tang San has great potential. You will know why I did this later."

"Yes." Xiong Batian asked: "Then young master, we are now."

"I'm going to retreat for a while."

In Holy Soul Village, the soul power test has been completed. Tang San's martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, and it is still full of soul power, even though Blue Silver Grass is the most rubbish martial soul in the eyes of others.

But with his innate soul power, he still got the opportunity to study at Notting Junior College.

It's just that Tang San still hesitated a little, he still didn't make a decision.

When he returned home, he only saw his father sitting there, seeming to remember someone, his eyes full of sadness.

"Dad, I'm back. Where is Uncle Yang Cong?"

Tang San looked around for a week and didn't see Yang Cong, so he couldn't help asking Tang Hao.

"He, let's go." Tang Hao replied.

"gone?"

After hearing Yang Cong's departure, Tang San was a little bit reluctant.

Although they only had contact with him for a few days, Yang Cong was simply better to him than the masters who taught him knowledge in his previous life.

He taught him a lot of things and even modified his techniques to make his Xuantian Attack even more perfect.

Make his future potential even stronger.

He thought he wanted to tell Yang Cong his test results when he came back from the test, but now that Yang Cong has left, he is inevitably a little disappointed.

Tang Hao sighed: "Little San, come, I'll teach you how to forge iron."

"it is good."

Blacksmithing is also an industry that requires a lot of skills. Although it is not popular, it has reached an extremely powerful level, and no one dares to provoke it.

"By the way, Dad, this is what Uncle Yang Cong gave me. Can you help me find out what it is?"

Tang San took out a piece of black iron from his pocket.

This piece of iron was extremely black, as if it had been painted with black ink.

And it's so ugly, if other people look at this piece of iron, they will probably think it's a piece of scrap iron and lose something.

But Tang San was different. Since it was given by Yang Cong, he would definitely not give him a piece of scrap metal. He must have had his own thoughts in giving this.

He thinks this piece of iron is very extraordinary, but he has nothing to do with it.

After seeing the black iron in Tang San's hand, Tang Hao also shook his head: "I can't see what it is either."

"Oh." Tang San nodded: "Father, you taught me to forge iron, why don't you just use this piece of iron."

"also."

Tang Hao was on the side guiding Tang San, while Tang San was sweating profusely and raised his hammer to beat the piece of black iron.

Although the piece of black iron was burned red by the blazing flame.

But it was still difficult to beat, as if Tang San was not hammering a piece of iron, but an unbreakable thing.

But Tang San still persisted, he firmly believed that Yang Cong must have other meanings in sending him this piece of iron.

But all iron needs to be hammered and tempered.

To say that in the past, it was just an imaginary number, but now it is different.

For two months, Tang San has been forging this piece of black iron.

After two months of forging, this piece of black iron was only tempered into an iron ball.

Still can't make use of this piece of black iron.

But the reason why Tang San practiced so unremittingly was because he found that every time he struck a hammer, he would find that the internal force in his body was refined, even though it was very small, it could add up to a lot.

In these two months, the internal force in his body has at least doubled compared to before.

Moreover, Tang San felt that this piece of iron was very extraordinary. If it could be used to make the few things he had in mind, it would definitely be of great use.

That's why Tang San kept tempering.

In the blink of an eye, the remaining month passed again.

In three months, Tang San was already very different from before.

Waking up early in the morning, Tang San was coming back from the mountains, when he saw Tang Hao seemed to be waiting for him.

"What's wrong dad?"

Glancing at Tang San, Tang Hao said: "Aren't you going to that Notting Junior College? Today is the start of school."


(End of this chapter)