"Douluo" eats my exquisite pagoda

When the pot of porridge was 70 to 80% done, Tang Lan and Tang San finally had their meal. The two were about to start, when a childish voice came from outside the ajar door, "Hello. Is this Tang Lan's house?"

The three of them looked around, and a little girl with braids carefully put her head in. It seemed that she noticed that everyone was looking at her, so the little girl quickly put her head back.

What a shy little girl, Tang San thought.

Does Miaomiao have this kind of personality? It's fake, Tang Lan thought.

"Tang Lan, I'll wait for you at the old place." She said quickly, as if she was really shy, and ran away before Tang Lan could reply.

"I know." Tang Lan replied in his loudest voice for fear that she would run too fast and not hear him.

Tang Lan put down the spoon and held the bowl with both hands, preparing to have a long-awaited meal. When he turned around, he saw Tang San looking at him with a subtle look on his face.

Tang Lan felt that this subtle expression could probably be interpreted as: Oh, my pig is so young and can eat cabbage. Should I encourage him to strike first, or should I seriously remind him to concentrate on practicing martial arts and not fall in love prematurely? Woolen cloth.

Tang Lan wanted to explain a little bit, but didn't know what to say. What if my interpretation is wrong? Do you think so?

Tang Lan looked at Tang Ritian, who was sleepy, and then at Tang Xiaosan, whose face was as heavy as water. He always felt that something was not right about the atmosphere at home. Tang Lan, who thought he was good at reading the air, decisively picked up the bowl and made waves.

slip away.

*

"Miao Miao."

Hearing Tang Lan's call, Wang Miaomiao, who was sitting on the big stone mill, also waved to Tang Lan: "Here, here."

"Why did you come so fast? I just saw that you were still eating."

"Ahahaha" Tang Lan didn't know how to respond for a moment. He couldn't say that he couldn't stand the suddenly strange atmosphere at home and ran away. That would be so embarrassing.

Tang Lan, who was as shameless as his brother Tang San, naturally chose to change the subject: "Miaomiao, didn't you say that your grandfather was a soul master? Can you tell me about soul masters?"

"Okay, let me tell you, my father said that my grandfather was Contra." Wang Miaomiao whispered in Tang Lan's ear, "This is our family's secret. I will only tell you. You You can’t tell others.”

"Yeah." Tang Lan agreed decisively, but Tang Xiaosan was his brother and not someone else, so it didn't matter. "The village chief said that there was a soul saint in our village. How powerful the soul saint was."

Emmmm, Wang Miaomiao didn't know how powerful the Soul Saint was, so she told Tang Lan about the martial soul and martial soul power levels, as well as the titles of the corresponding levels: Soul Master, Soul Master, Great Soul Master, Soul Lord, Soul Sect, Soul Emperor, Soul Saint, Soul Douluo, Titled Douluo. Every ten levels you have to hunt a soul beast to obtain a soul ring so that you can continue to level up.

Tang Lan nodded in agreement while listening, and asked some simple questions from time to time. He could be said to be the strongest supporter. However, Tang Lan felt that something was wrong. Why was Wang Miaomiao and his grandfather even stronger than the legendary boss of Saint Soul Village?

If you don't understand, ask: "Didn't Grandpa Jack say that our village once had a Soul Saint? Your grandfather was a Contra. Why didn't Grandpa Jack say that our village once had a Contra?"

Wang Miaomiao had an expression like "I knew you were going to ask this", and seemed to have a mentality of "I can finally share this melon with others". She whispered to Tang Lan in a low voice: "Let me tell you quietly, my father is not from the village. He is not from the next village, he actually turns out to be from Tiandou City."

Although Wang Miaomiao didn't know where Tiandou City was and how it compared to Notting City, looking at her parents, it must be a particularly remarkable place. This must be a big secret.

Wang Miaomiao paused for a moment, as if waiting for Tang Lan to digest this big secret, then she leaned into Tang Lan's ear and told him an even bigger secret: "My father is the Soul Saint."

Tang Lan's eyes widened with shock. He was not as shocked as Wang Miaomiao imagined that her father was a Soul Saint. In fact, Tang Lan still didn't have much idea about Soul Saint or Contra. What shocked him was that his only friend Wang Miaomiao seemed to have the character of the protagonist!

According to Wang Miaomiao, things like martial arts are inherited from their parents, except for those that occasionally mutate. So the current situation is that Wang Miaomiao appears to be a commoner, but in fact she is very likely to be a eldest lady, and her father is a hidden boss. When Wang Miaomiao awakens her martial soul, she will definitely practice all the way to pretend to be a slap in the face, and then return with her father and mother. It's a royal plot where your own big family finally becomes a god.

Tsk tsk tsk, isn’t this the standard character design for the protagonist of a certain popular novel? There's just something wrong with the gender.

"Wow, that's amazing." He was just thinking about it. This didn't stop Wang Tanglan from brushing up his favorability points online to prepare for his future embrace. "I remember you said that the martial soul awakening ceremony will be held in half a month. , I wonder what kind of martial spirit I will awaken."

Speaking of the martial arts awakening ceremony, the confidence on Wang Miaomiao's face disappeared: "Actually... I'm a little worried, um, a little worried. What if, I mean what if, I don't inherit my father's martial arts." Soul, will dad be disappointed?"

"Hey, Tang Lan, I heard that a person's name will have an impact on the awakened martial spirit. I actually want to change it to an auspicious name. Miao Miao or something like that, you won't be able to awaken any powerful martial spirit just by hearing it, right? "

Metaphysics? Xuan does not change his destiny, but he does not change his fault. Miao Miao, if metaphysics were useful, would I have drawn so many deer men? Will every time I have a version of a son or a version of a daughter be the time when they have gone out of style?

"No, the name Miaomiao is very cute. In order to choose this name, your parents must have thought about it for a long time." Tang Lan comforted Wang Miaomiao, "And you yourself said that martial arts are inherited, how could you do that? It has something to do with the name, don’t think about it.”

Tang Lan comforted Wang Miaomiao, but in his heart he was worried about himself and Tang San.

My stinky dad is just a blacksmith. I don’t know what my mom is saying. If I want to awaken a good martial soul, I can only rely on mutation and golden fingers. Thinking like this, Tang Lan poked at the tower-shaped icon in the upper left corner of his field of vision.

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Sure enough, I might as well give metaphysics a try. Sometimes metaphysics is actually very useful.

Tang Lan did whatever he wanted. When it came time for a dinner table meeting at Tang Blacksmith's house, Tang Lan directly raised the issue: "Dad, I want to change my name."

"Oh, why?" Tang Hao's voice was calm, as if he had already expected that Tang Lan wanted to change his name.

Tang Lan dares to say that he thought the name Tang Lan was not good and wanted to change his name because he wanted to gamble on metaphysics? That must be something you don’t dare to do. If he was so brave, he wouldn't say that I want to change my name, but directly announce that from today on, my name will be Tang Jing.

"Because... because Miaomiao told me today that she made a new friend yesterday when she and her father went to Notting City to deliver goods. That girl's name is Tian Lanlan." This is a lie.

"So I think my name is a bit too girly." This is the truth, "especially when you call me Xiaolan, so I want to change my name."

In fact, every time Tang San and Tang Hao called him Xiao Lan, the image of a great demon fairy in bright yellow clothes always appeared in his mind, holding a magic fairy stick and shouting about the energy of Balala. This Maybe it's a common problem among boys who grew up with older sisters.

Tang San on the side heard this reason and couldn't help but think about his own name. Tang San didn't seem to have chosen the name very carelessly, and he felt that he could easily be laughed at.

"So, what do you want to change it to?" Tang Hao asked next, still in the same cold tone, as if he didn't feel anything about the fact that Tang Lan didn't like his name.

Tang Lan had already prepared for this question: "Xiaosan, do you still remember the "Encouraging Learning" you taught me?"

Before Tang San could answer, Tang Lan shook his head and memorized: "Qing comes from blue, and green comes from blue."

"I want to change my name to Tang Jing." After saying this, Tang Lan dipped his hand in water and wrote the word "Jing" on the table. Ever since Tang Lan started practicing Xuantian Gong, Tang San no longer taught Tang Lan the writing skills of his previous life. Instead, he spent a huge amount of money to ask Grandpa Jack to buy Douluo Continent's children's literacy books and come back to study together.

As for the new name Tang Lan gave himself, not to mention Tang Hao, Tang San was actually very satisfied in his heart.

Tang Lan's success this time created a good boy character here in Tang San. Although I usually look tired of studying, in fact, I have learned it thoroughly in private. You know, "Encouragement to Study" was just mentioned by Tang San in passing when he persuaded Tang Lan to study hard.

Nine years of compulsory education is deeply embedded in merit and fame.

"can."

"I really think Tang Jing is a better name... Wait, you agree." Tang Jing was a little surprised by Tang Hao's cheerfulness.

Tang Jing, who rarely got some sunshine, became excited: "Actually, I also thought of some other names, such as Tang Shenghao and so on. Since you have agreed, let me give this name to Xiaosan. Xiaosan, what do you think? How about it?"

Tang San rejected Tang Jing's proposal and suddenly felt that his name was actually quite good. Dad should have his own reason for choosing this name. After all, if you really don't want to leave at all, you should be called Tang Da and Xiao Jing should be called Tang Er.

Tang Hao gave Tang Jing a violent shock, knocking Tang Jing back to the ground as he floated into the sky side by side with the sun.

Tang Jing didn't jump to protest, he just covered his head and gave Tang San a smile with a missing front tooth: "Come on, mistress, call me brother Jing."

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"Xiao Jing, eat quickly."

"Oh."

Wait, something seems wrong. This title reminds me of a person.

The man called the strongest in Ikebukuro

Oops, I have another picture in my mind.

Damn it, although Xiaojing is also very handsome, I obviously prefer the martial arts style one.