"Douluo" eats my exquisite pagoda

"Xiao Lan, how are you? Do you feel it?"

On a hill over a hundred meters high near the Holy Soul Village, Tang San, who had just finished work, asked Tang Lan.

For more than a year, Tang Lan couldn't feel Qi at all, and was unable to practice Xuantian Gong, the inner sect of the Tang Sect. Xuan Yu Shou, who obviously needed Xuantian Gong as the basis, could practice it, but he couldn't practice Xuantian Gong.

"Still not feeling it. How about you, have you broken through the first bottleneck?" Although Tang Lan was a little regretful about not being able to practice Xuantian Kung, he didn't take it to heart. Maybe the martial arts in another world don't recognize his soul in this other world. What can be done about this?

Anyway, he can practice Xuanyu Hands, Purple Demonic Eyes, Control Crane and Capture Dragon, Ghost Shadow and Hundred Solutions to Hidden Weapons normally. The Xuantian Kung Fu is nothing more than a more advanced energy-providing technique. The techniques from other worlds are not suitable for him, but he can definitely find those from this world.

Besides, Tang San said that he was a genius disciple of the Tang Sect in his previous life, and he also perfected some of the Tang Sect's ancestral fragments and so on. Maybe Tang San can help him solve this problem in the future. Don’t panic, don’t panic, it’s a small problem.

Rather than Tang San being concerned about Tang Lan's inability to practice the Xuantian Kung Fu, Tang Lan was more concerned about Tang San's inability to break through the Xuantian Kung Fu for a long time.

But no matter how much they care, neither of them can do anything about the things they care about. They all looked as if nothing had happened to reassure each other.

"I've made no progress either." Tang San was already worried that Tang Lan wouldn't be able to practice the Xuantian Technique. Now that he couldn't break through the first bottleneck no matter what, he was even more worried.

"Stop being so sad." Tang Lan comforted, "You know that Wang Miaomiao who I often play with recently, right? Her ancestors had a soul master, and he was a great soul master."

"I think it may have something to do with the soul ring she told me about two days ago. I'll ask her again today."

After the morning service was over, it was time for the two brothers to have a heart-to-heart talk. At this time, Tang Lan would share with Tang San the melons he had eaten in the village. No, with Wang Miaomiao as a guide, Tang Lan started talking about Lao Wang's melons next door.

After eating the melon that Tang Lan shared, Tang San talked about how he saw this morning that a piece of the iron ore delivered yesterday contained iron mother, and he planned to make a serious hidden weapon with his father. It's good that he has experience himself. It doesn't matter that Tang Lan keeps practicing with pebbles. Since he has the conditions, Tang San certainly wants to give Tang Lan better.

Tang Lan was excited when he heard that Tang San was going to give him a hidden weapon, and he excitedly practiced an additional set of hidden weapon throwing.

Seeing the high-spirited Tang Lan now, Tang San felt more and more that he was right to guide Tang Lan to join the Tang Sect. Sometimes he even thought that if Tang Lan had been allowed to practice Xuantian Technique earlier, would he not be where he is now? The problem. But the inner strength and mental skills were no better than others, and without sufficient cultural foundation, Tang San did not dare to let Tang Lan try it easily.

"It's time to go back." Tang San looked at the sky, "I will speed up today, can I keep up?"

"Don't underestimate me!"

The two stood up and ran down the mountain one after the other.

"I'm back." At the last moment, Tang Lan, who suddenly accelerated and rushed into the house first, shouted into the house, then turned around and said to Tang San with a smile, "Welcome back."

"Well, I'm back." Tang San responded to Tang Lan with a smile. Tang Lan has loved playing this game since he mastered the ghost shadow. He plays it every day and doesn't feel bored at all. Tang San didn't know why, but it didn't stop him from cooperating with Tang Lan.

After the two returned home and played the fixed projects, they got busy separately. Tang San went to the stove, and Tang Lan went to the backyard.

Following the principle of sustainable development, ever since Tang San mastered the technique of catching soft-bone rabbits, he went to the forest to catch several pairs of soft-bone rabbits and raised them. Every day when the two of them go out to practice morning exercises, they come back with a basket of grass.

Tang Lan walked briskly, dragging the bluesilver grass that Tang San carried back to feed the rabbit.

While Tang Lan was feeding the rabbit, he was counting the rabbit's heads and making arrangements.

Oops, the big head is big, and it has to be a spicy rabbit head.

Oh my, Xiaotiao is still so lively, her flesh must be firm. Tsk tsk tsk, is it braised or BBQ?

Oops, Xiao Hei seems to be a little weak. I'm afraid he won't live long, so maybe let Tang San stew him tomorrow.

……

Oops, eh, no, why is one missing? !

Why is there one missing again? !

Tang Lan walked around the yard and found signs that the familiar fire had been lit again.

That's right, it was the scene of the last time a rabbit was lost and Tang Hao and others recovered the stolen goods.

I@#%……&*#

Tang Lan's stomach, which was originally growling with hunger, was full.

So, Tang San, who was fishing for pickles, saw the wind blowing under Tang Lan's feet, and rushed to Tang Hao's door with a loud bang, knocking on the door.

"Stinky daddy, don't hide in there and keep silent!"

"I know you're awake!"

"If you have the ability to steal a rabbit, come out if you have the ability!"

Tang Lan continued to output at Tang Hao's door with anger.

Apart from anything else, after practicing martial arts for more than a year, Tang Lan has indeed become braver.

Squeak~The door opens.

Tang Hao, a tall man with dull eyes, held a wine bottle in his hand and looked down at Tang Lan slightly.

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Big... big crisis!

History was always so strikingly similar that Tang Lan was scared. He moved behind Tang San and sat obediently on the small chair that Tang San had given him. He looked like nothing happened: "Dad, it's time to eat. "

Tang Lan didn't dare to bet on whether Tang Hao would beat him, especially when Tang San went to catch rabbits in the forest for the first time, and when he came back, he had never seen Tang Hao that day. Tang Lan even doubted whether he and Tang San were the same. Tang Hao's biological son. After all, one of me and Tang San are average-looking with black hair, and the other is very handsome with dark blue hair (cough, Tang San's filter here is very thick, although Tang Lan follows Ah Yin, he is not very handsome), they are obviously fraternal twins , and the two of them are not very similar to Tang Hao.

Not to mention Tang Lan, even Tang San only had no grudge against Tang Hao. For Tang San, being an orphan in his previous life, he was very satisfied now that he could have someone he could call daddy. Furthermore, Tang San now has a younger brother, junior brother, Tang Lan, who is also called son or apprentice. Tang Hao has a bad attitude towards him and doesn't care much about them regardless of Tang San.

Anyway, he will take Tang Lan to Tang Hao in the future and fulfill his responsibility as a son.

Tang Hao didn't seem to care about Tang Lan's previous behavior, which was tantamount to dancing on the grave, and went straight to the opposite side of Tang Lan. Before Tang San could serve him the porridge, he reached out and picked up the porridge bowl in front of Tang Lan. It’s just tons and tons. This is not the porridge that you could even count the rice a year ago. Now the porridge at Tang Tiejiang’s house doesn’t have any delicacies, but at least you can see the real ingredients.

What does this mean?

As soon as Tang Lan picked up the small wooden spoon Tang San had whittled for him, he found that the porridge in front of him had been snatched away, and he looked at Tang San aggrievedly.

Tang San quickly served Tang Lan another bowl.

It was difficult for Tang San to be caught between "son" and father.

Then Tang San and Tang Lan watched helplessly as Tang Hao took the lead.

Don't be angry, don't be angry, don't be angry, I want to calm down, I'm not angry at all!

Tang Lan's face turned red with anger, and he was still trying to control himself.

Tang San quickly poured another bowl for Tang Lan.

It's really difficult for Tang San to be caught between "son" and father.

Then Tang San and Tang Lan once again watched helplessly as Tang Hao took the lead.

Snapped.

Tang Lan slapped the small spoon on the table and stood up angrily.

"Smelly dad, don't go too far!"

At this moment, Tang Lan was extremely brave.

"Huh~?" Tang Hao made a deep nasal voice and gave Tang Lan a seemingly confused look.

Tang Lan... Tang Lan sat down spinelessly.

It is impossible to be brave, even in this life.

Tang Lan could only look at Tang San pitifully: "Xiao San, I'm so hungry."

Tang San:……

Tang San, caught between "son" and father, was really difficult to do.