Douluo: Turn into a bunny to save the goddess at the beginning

Chapter 127
Tang San nodded.

"Dad, you are getting old. In a few years, when I am older, you will teach me how to make kitchen utensils and let me take over your job."

Don't listen to what Tang San said so well, only Ye Qing knows that this guy doesn't want to forge iron, he just wants to steal technology and build his own hidden weapon.

He said it in a decent manner, as expected of Ye Qing's younger brother.

Tang Hao was quite disappointed when he heard that his son wanted to be a blacksmith.

He murmured to comfort himself: "Blacksmith, it seems to be good."

Then Tang Hao pulled a broken chair and sat down directly in front of that piece of pig iron, and asked lazily: "Little San, tell me what kind of blacksmith is the best blacksmith."

Tang San thought for a while, and said on Vernon Circuit: "A blacksmith who can forge artifacts should be the best blacksmith."

Tang Hao's eyes were full of ridicule for this little kid when he heard that a kid of how old dared to talk about magic weapons.

"Little San, do more practical things and stop bragging."

Ye Qing reprimanded as an older brother.

After Tang Hao heard this, he couldn't help but cast admiring glances at Ye Qing.

"Little San, you still need to learn more from your Brother Qing. Modesty makes people progress. Can you tell me now, what is the artifact made of?"

Tang San refused to accept it, and said directly: "Of course the best materials are used."

Ye Qing couldn't help laughing, this answer is too childish.

Tang Hao also stretched out an index finger, shaking it in front of Tang San.

"If you want to be a qualified blacksmith, remember what I said, if you use high-quality materials to create artifacts, then you are not the best blacksmith, at most you are just a synthesizer. If you use ordinary iron to create artifacts, you are a master craftsman."

pat pat.

Ye Qing clapped his hands vigorously.

Tang Shan's face was hot, he knew he was ashamed, and humbly asked for advice:
"Father, how to forge an artifact out of ordinary iron?"

Tang Hao stood up and pointed to a large iron lump with a square of [-] centimeters on the other side of the room, "Use a hammer to forge it [-] times first."

"Ten thousand hits and then what?"

Tang San asked uncertainly.

Tang Hao showed a disdainful face: "You are qualified to become a blacksmith if you hit the iron lump [-] times. You can learn forging from me. Now, you can still change your mind."

Tang Hao said lightly, he was ready to go back to the inner room and continue to sleep.

"Father, I am willing to try." Tang San said firmly.

"Father, I'm willing to try too." Ye Qing booed.

Picking up new skills for nothing, not trying them for nothing.

Tang Hao glanced at the abandoned baby he picked up, because he knew that Ye Qing didn't have a Clear Sky Hammer, he just shook his head and went back to the room.

"I'll go, it's looking down on me."

Ye Qing muttered in his heart.

And Tang San lit the charcoal fire, pulled the bellows, and started burning iron.When the iron lump gradually burned red, he dragged Tang Hao's usual hammer and put it on the ground.

when!
The long-handled iron hammer collided with the iron lump, making a crisp sound.

when!
when!
Dangdang!
In the middle, Tang Hao, who was lying on the bed, turned over when he heard the sound, and muttered in surprise, "You can actually hold a hammer, are you born with supernatural power?"

Dang-dang-dang-dang-dang knocking began to sound in the blacksmith shop.

Tang Hao listened to this unhurried beating sound, like listening to a tune, very satisfied.

"Little San, let brother try too."

Tang San swung a hundred times, exhausted his internal strength, needed to rest, he handed the hammer to Ye Qing, and gave some instructions.

"Brother, don't use too much force, the hammer is broken and there is no money to buy it."

"Good drop."

boom.

Tie Tuo was hammered into a flat piece of paper.

Tang Hao heard something wrong with the voice, jumped off the bed in a hurry, and ran out.

Seeing the hammer in Ye Qing's hand that was still steaming from the bottom, Tang Hao was shocked.

"If his son is said to be born with divine power, then this adopted son is simply the reincarnation of Hercules!"

"Ye Qing, from now on, you and Xiao San will practice blacksmithing together!"

Tang Hao has already decided to pass on the ancestral hammering method to him.

In this way, the three of them continued to repeat their ordinary life for more than ten days.

Tang San finally swung the Ten Thousand Hammer.

But Ye Qing was easily hammered on the first day because of the power of the small universe and Wuhun.

But Tang San's persistence still impressed Tang Hao, at first he thought that his son could not persist for three days.

As for Ye Qing, Tang Hao already treated the abandoned baby as a freak, since he wasn't his own anyway, so he didn't care too much.

Although Tang San was slow, he was still quite satisfied with his results, because he was still secretly cultivating Tang Sect's Xuanyu Hand.

In the past ten days or so, he relied on Xuanyu's hands to protect his palms from blisters.

"Brother, do you think mine is a weapon spirit or a beast spirit?"

When forging was boring, Tang San would ask Ye Qing about martial spirits.

The time for Wuhun's awakening was getting closer, and he was eager to know whether he could cultivate.

"Tang Hao, are you busy?"

Tang San had just completed ten thousand forgings when an old voice came from outside.

Old Jack, the village chief of Holy Soul Village, appeared.

"Ye Qing, Xiao San, come, let Grandpa take a look." Old Jack waved to the two of them.

Seeing that the old village chief often brought food over, Ye Qing obediently passed by.

"Grandpa Jack, hello." Tang San walked up to Old Jack and saluted him respectfully.

"Old man, did you bring something delicious?" Ye Qing stretched out his hand.

"Yes, yes." Old Jack smiled and took out some shabby snacks and distributed them to the two of them.

Ye Qing accepted it.

He planned to give old Jack a big gift in return after the matter was over.

Tang Hao came out at this time, and said coldly, "Is there something wrong, village chief."

"Tang Hao, Ye Qing and Tang San are almost six years old. They should also participate in this year's awakening ceremony."

Tang Hao glanced at Tang San and said indifferently: "Then participate. When is it?"

"Just three days later, I'll pick them up then."

After the village chief left, everything returned to normal.

Before this, Ye Qing had already told Tang San in advance that the awakening ceremony only happened once a year, and it was the deacon of the Wuhun branch of Notting City who personally came to help the children in the village awaken.

He also told him the titles of Wuhun level and soul master level.

"Soul Scholar, Soul Master, Great Soul Master, Soul Venerable, Soul Sect, Soul King, Soul Emperor, Soul Sage, Soul Douluo, and Title Douluo. Title Douluo who have reached level [-] or above can take a title for themselves .”

"Father, I have completed [-] forgings."

Tang San said excitedly.

"When you forge it to the size of a fist, show it to me." After speaking, Tang Hao turned around and walked out of the house.

Tang San got rejected.

"Fist size?"

Looking at such a big iron block, Tang San knew that it would definitely not be able to be done with another [-] knocks.

"Little San, don't be discouraged, I'll call you first."

After saying that, Ye Qing hammered the big iron tuo down to the size of a fist with a few blows.

"Brother, you are hurting my self-confidence."

Tang San smiled wryly.

(End of this chapter)