My spirit in Douluo is a devil fruit tree

Chapter 3 The Big Boss Receiver——Old Jack!

The three adobe houses are very simple. On the roof of the central house is a nearly 1-meter wooden sign with a simple hammer drawn on it, which means that this is a blacksmith shop.

Tang San lived here.

Old Jack took Meng Xiao from the east end of the village all the way to the blacksmith's shop in the west end of the village. His purpose was to take Tang San to awaken his spirit.

Other people's children are sent by their parents, but Tang San's father...

In Old Jack's eyes, Tang San was very sensible, but at a young age, he shouldered the heavy responsibility of taking care of an unreliable father.

"Little San'er, grandpa is here to pick you up."

Push the door in.

Tang San was washing the dishes, while his father Tang Hao was drinking some wine, looking at Tang San who was washing the dishes, wondering what he was thinking.

"Hi, Grandpa Jack."

Hearing the sound, Tang San put down the bowl in his hand, and greeted Old Jack.

"Good boy." Old Jack nodded, showing a kind smile.

Meng Xiao, who was being led, looked around and looked at Tang Hao who was not far away.

He has a very burly body, messy hair, a beard like weeds, and worn clothes. He looks like an old man in his 50s, about the same age as Old Jack.

This was the first time Meng Xiao had faced Tang Hao directly in this world, and he had only seen Tang Hao occasionally when passing by in the village.

Decadent, lifeless.

This was Tang Hao's first impression in his heart. If he hadn't known it, he wouldn't have believed it. The man in front of him was the supreme being who seriously injured the previous pope.

Perhaps he noticed Meng Xiao's gaze.

Tang Hao turned around, glanced at Meng Xiao from the corner of his eye, and then looked at Old Jack.

Meng Xiao, he has met several times, and some faces are familiar.

"Yo? Old Jack? Why come to my blacksmith shop when you have time?" Tang Hao's magnetic voice made a sound.

"Hmph, you forgot? Didn't you say two days ago that you want to take Xiao San'er to Wuhun Awakening?"

For Tang Hao, Old Jack's attitude was very hostile.

Neither of these two people see eye to eye.

Tang Hao has always been dissatisfied with the old Jack who is only ten years older than himself, but insists on being a generation taller than himself.

Old Jack couldn't bear Tang Hao's drinking and slovenliness all day long, and he was most annoyed at letting a 6-year-old child take care of his daily life.

"Oh, I forgot." Tang Hao picked up the wine in the bowl and drank it down.

"Go, don't delay cooking at noon."

"Ah."

After Tang San got his father's promise, he hurriedly cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks in hand.

After arranging his clothes briefly, he followed Old Jack out the door.

crunch--

The wooden door closed, Tang Hao frowned slightly, and wanted to drink another glass, but found that there was no more wine.

He stood up and walked slowly towards the inner room, and soon there was snoring in the room.

...

The lens turns.

Old Jack took Tang San and Meng Xiao to the Wuhun Temple in the center of the village.

There are mainly two powerful empires in the Douluo Continent, one is the Tiandou Empire where Meng Xiao belongs, and the other is the Star Luo Empire in the south, and the Wuhun Palace is no less than the existence of these two empires.

Regardless of the town or the village, just because he can spread the branch halls in almost every village of the two great empires is enough to show his influence.

The Holy Soul Village is said to be a branch hall of the Wuhun Temple, but it is actually a larger wooden house.

call--

The weather was still fine, with a slight breeze, Tang San was very curious about Wuhun, so he asked Old Jack.

Wuhun, he still has a certain understanding.

Wuhun is divided into weapon Wuhun and beast Wuhun.

You can tell by the name.

One uses artifacts as martial souls, and the other uses animals as martial souls. Weapon martial souls cover a wider range, but the proportion of people who cannot be cultivated is more than animal martial souls.

After all, the awakened martial souls of most ordinary people are basically useless waste martial souls such as hammers, hoes, and nails.

"Grandpa, what is the awakening ceremony?" Tang San asked after sorting out the thoughts in his mind.

"Wuhun is something that everyone in our mainland is born with. Generally, the awakening ceremony will be performed at the age of 6. With Wuhun, it will enhance our abilities in certain aspects, even the most common Wuhun will have some effect. help."

"Look at Uncle Wang next door to your house. His Wuhun is a hoe, so he can hoe the ground very fast. When he was young, he pulled the cows that were plowing the field, but he insisted on driving the Wuhun and plowing in a day. Dozens of acres of land have been finished."

Old Jack answered Tang San's question very kindly.

"Oh~"

Tang San also looked at Old Jack and nodded accordingly.

He had seen the plowing speed of Uncle Wang next door, which was faster than ordinary people.

emmmmm.

Listening to the harmonious conversation between the two, Meng Xiao felt as if an alpaca was galloping in his heart.

The two of them... are in perfect harmony.

How do you think they look like grandparents? ? ?

I***

Just let me hang it aside? ?

I'm afraid it's a fake grandson!

wrong.

I am a fake grandson.

After a little thought, Meng decided to do something to make himself happy.

...

"Third brother, what kind of martial spirit will be awakened?" Meng Xiao took the initiative to intervene.

The breeze blew by, skipping over the blue silver grass beside the road, making a sound.

"I don't know, no one knows what spirit to awaken." Tang San agreed.

Meng Xiao broke away from Old Jack's hand, grabbed a blue silver grass by the side of the road, and ran to Tang San.

"Third brother, look at this grass...is it blue?"

This is already hinted at.

No, it's clearly stated.

"blue."

Looking at the flimsy grass, Tang San nodded without thinking too much.

In Tang's eyes, who has the experience of his previous life, Meng Xiao is just a 6-year-old...demented child.

The actions in front of him are just childlike playfulness.

"No, here it is."

Reaching out subconsciously, Tang San caught the blue silver grass that Meng Xiao gave.

"Thank you, Xiao Xiao." Tang San smiled.

"You're welcome."

Meng Xiao also smiled back.

Three, I hope you can still smile so heartily after knowing your martial soul.

Thinking of this, the smile on Meng Xiao's face became brighter again.

Old Jack looked at Meng Xiao, who was smiling brightly, a little confused.

Today is...modified?

In Old Jack's impression, Meng Xiao was never so polite.

Could it be...

Getting in touch with the third party... have you learned their strengths?

Old Jack had some doubts in his heart.

Ok.

That's right.

Only by being in contact with good children can he be nurtured. It seems that in the future, Xiao San and Xiao Xiao will have to get in touch more.

Old Jack looked at Meng Xiao and nodded slightly.

"Okay, okay, Xiaoxiao, stop making trouble, we are almost there."

Old Jack thought for a moment, then took Meng Xiao's hand again.

Meng Xiao on the left, Tang San on the right.

One is the future Almighty God, the other is the God of the Sea, and the God of Shura.

Walk towards the branch hall of the Wuhun Temple not far away...

Ask for a ticket! (simple, direct and rude) (broken sound!!!)

(End of this chapter)