Douluo's Wonderful Life

From then on, Tang Ning trained with Tang San, and Tang Ning also asked her father Tang Hao to make a small sword suitable for his age to practice the sword techniques in the sword canon.Every time the two of them get up in the morning to practice, one of them practices sword fighting and the other practices hidden weapons, until now.

At this time, I heard Tang San say: "Brother, we should go back. Dad will wake up in a while." "Okay, let's go."

I saw the two of them running along the mountain road to the foot of the mountain. The road seemed like walking on flat ground. The two of them walked quickly. In a short time, they returned to their home at the head of the village.Tang Ning's home is a three-room adobe house, which is the simplest house in the village. On the roof in the middle, there is a one-meter-long sign with a simple hammer painted on it, which is the most common sign on the mainland. blacksmith.

Entering the house, a smell of rice wafted up. This was Tang Ning and Tang San putting the rice into the pot before going up the mountain in the morning and adding firewood. The porridge would be ready when they came back.

Logically speaking, at their age, they shouldn't do housework, but if they don't do it, they will go hungry. When they were three years old, their father Tang Hao stopped caring about them, and they had to cook on wooden boards. eat.

Arriving at the stove skillfully, Tang San picked up the three bowls next to him that had more than ten holes missing. He carefully filled the three bowls of porridge and placed them on the table behind him. Tang Ning didn't know where to bring them. A plate was filled with a plate of dried meat. This was dried meat made from a small wild boar that Tang Ning hunted in the woods outside the village after she had some ability to protect herself.

"Dad, it's time to eat." Tang San called.

After a while, the door curtain of the back room opened, and a middle-aged man wearing torn clothes and walking a little staggering came out. The man had a sallow complexion, sleepy eyes, and messy hair. He was Tang Ning and Tang San's father, Tang Hao.

Tang Hao came to the table and ignored Tang Ning. He picked up the bowl and poured it into his mouth. Tang Ning and Tang Ning were accustomed to it. They drank the porridge in the bowl and took two bites of dried meat, which was their breakfast for the day. That's it.

Tang Hao put down the bowl and said to the two of them: "If you have any work to do, put it away first. I'll do it in the afternoon." After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the back room.

"Dad." Tang San called out at this time.

Tang Hao stopped and turned around to look at Tang San.

Tang San pointed to a piece of pig iron with a faint black light in the corner and said, "Can I use this piece of iron?" In his previous life, Tang San was the most outstanding disciple of the Tang Sect's outer sect, and the production of hidden weapons had already penetrated into his knowledge. In his soul, after practicing in the past few years, and now unable to break through the Xuantian Kung Fu, he thought of making a hidden weapon. After all, a disciple of the Tang Sect felt uncomfortable all over with only a few hidden weapons on his body.A long time ago, Tang San wanted to create some simple hidden weapons, but he was unable to start without good materials.

What was at home was some iron with lots of impurities sent by the villagers, but what Tang San was referring to was the one sent yesterday, which contained a certain amount of iron mother, which was most suitable for making hidden weapons.

Tang Hao's eyes shifted to the pig iron, "Hey, there's iron essence in it." He walked over and took a look, then turned to Tang San, "You want to be a blacksmith." At this time, someone watching from the side Tang Ning spoke up, "Father, let's talk. I'm going out to practice my sword." After saying that, she took the dagger Tang Hao made for him and went out.

Arriving at a clearing in the woods outside the village, Tang Ning's eyes were like lightning. The sword in his hand was instantly unsheathed. A flash of sword light flashed, and Tang Ning's body also started to move. As he flew, wherever his body went, the sword The light follows wherever it goes.

Following his flying figure, leaves floated up in the open space, and in an instant they were split from the middle by the sword in his hand. Each leaf was the same, and the cuts were neat, showing the speed of Tang Ning's swordsmanship.

Then Tang Ning stopped, holding the dagger in front of him, holding the sword finger in his hand, and shouted: "Ten thousand swords return to the clan." He pointed the sword forward, and in an instant, dozens of sword energy flew out. , punching more than a dozen holes in a big tree dozens of meters away, while Tangning was sweating profusely and panting to herself, "My cultivation level is too low, but with my current strength, I have such power. It’s pretty good, but I don’t know when I will be able to practice to the level of my previous life.”

Then he sheathed his sword, sat cross-legged on the ground, pinched his fingers, and ran the exercises to restore the spiritual energy in his body. The previous sword practice and that sword fight had consumed [-]% of the little spiritual energy in his body. Fortunately, there is enough spiritual energy in Douluo Continent. After a while, the consumed spiritual energy was replenished and a little refined.

Then he stood up, took the dagger and walked into the forest. When he appeared again, he had a tail in his free hand, and behind the tail was a dead wild boar. It turned out that he had gone hunting in the forest. In this way, he dragged the wild boar and walked home step by step.

Along the way, some villagers who had finished their work and were heading home would smile when they looked at Tang Ning and said, "Xiao Ning went hunting again."

"Xiao Ning is really in trouble, hunting such a big wild boar."

Tangning would respond one by one, with an innocent smile on his face that should only be displayed at his age.The past few years of living in the village have brought him happiness that he did not have as a child in his previous life, and he also cherishes this time.

When he walked to the door of his house, he heard a banging sound coming from the house. When he went in, he saw Tang San's young body, waving a hammer that a child of his age couldn't lift, hammering a piece with concentration. A fifty centimeter big iron lump.

Seeing that he was so focused, Tangning didn't bother him. She turned around and came to the yard, using her dagger to deal with the wild boar.

Time slowly came to the afternoon, Tang Ning's wild boar was also finished, Tang Hao also got up to build farm tools, and Tang San was still beating the iron lump.

"Tang Hao, are you busy?" I heard an old voice coming from outside. Tang Hao was busy making farm tools. He just hummed when he heard the words.

"Xiao Ning, good boy, come here and let grandpa take a look." The old voice sounded again, but the owner of the voice saw Tang Ning in the yard who had just finished processing the pork and was washing her hands.

Tang Ning looked up and saw that the person was about sixty years old. He was slender and energetic, with clean clothes and meticulously combed hair. Compared with Tang Hao, he was two extremes.

"Grandpa Jack." Tangning stood up and called out, then came to the old man's side and helped him walk inside.

"Hey, what a good boy." The old man is Jack, the elder of the village.

Entering the room, Tang San also called out, "Hello, Grandpa Jack." "Okay, okay, Xiaosan, come here too, Grandpa, take a look." Old Jack smiled lovingly.

"Is something wrong? Village chief." Tang Hao said coldly. Old Jack was only about ten years older than Tang Hao, but he was a generation older than Tang Hao. This made Tang Hao always unhappy.

Old Jack seemed to be used to Tang Hao's indifference, "Tang Hao, Xiao Ning and Xiao San are six years old. They should also participate in this year's awakening ceremony."

Tang Hao glanced at the two of them and said, "Then let's participate, someday!"

"I'll pick them up in three days." Old Jack looked at Tang Hao, as if he wanted to say, you are like this, and it will be delayed if you send them there.

Tang Hao nodded and ignored the village chief.