Everything starts with Douluo...

Time passed quickly and the next day arrived quickly.

Today was different from usual. Tang Zhe did not go for a walk early in the morning. Instead, he released the God-killing Sword in the open space outside the blacksmith shop, where he kept cutting the air.

If you ask him why, he is also very depressed. He is also complaining about why the system no longer sends him a sword manual, so that he can only chop the air here.

Tang San went to the hill to practice his skills again.

The rest of the time is exactly the same as usual, eating and forging. It wasn't until it was almost lunch time that Tang Hao arrived.

After looking at Tang San for a long time, he said, "Remember, in your future, you must use the hammer in your left hand to protect the grass in your right hand. Always."

Tang San nodded without knowing why.

Then he looked at Tang Zhe, "When you become a soul master in the future, you must protect your brother."

Tang Zhe nodded solemnly, but he was complaining in his heart, "Does he still need my protection? How about a generation of god kings? It will be fine if he doesn't squeeze me in the later period." In his world, Tang San's image was not very good.

Tang Hao stood up and went back to the inner room without looking back.

After lunch, Tang San and Tang Zhe prepared to clean up the dishes as usual, but Tang San was stopped by Tang Hao, leaving Tang Zhe to clean up alone.

"You clean up, Xiaozhe. And Xiaosan, let me ask you, do you want to become a soul master?"

Tang San was stunned for a moment, Tang Zhe was also stunned, and looked at Tang Hao at the same time. Tang San was unwilling to deceive his father. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded.

Tang Hao sighed, his face looked a little older, "You still have to choose this path after all." He just said this sentence again, and went back to his room.

"Xiaosan, you've made your father unhappy," Tang Zhe joked.

Tang San didn't know why and could only look at Tang Hao's back in a daze.

After clearing away the dishes, Tang Zhe and Tang San returned to their rooms to continue their work and practice. The clanging sound of the forging hammer colliding with the iron block sounded rhythmically.

in the afternoon

Tang San, who was practicing forging, noticed that the door curtain was lifted and Tang Hao walked in.

"Father." Tang San looked at his father, and the hammer in his hand stopped unconsciously.

Tang Hao made a gesture to let him continue, then walked to the side and stood still, without speaking, just looking at him.

Only then did Tang San continue to swing the hammer. At this moment, his clothes were soaked with sweat.With his current internal strength, it is not enough to adapt to the temperature, not to mention, this is definitely a heavy physical labor.

Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang..., the sound of knocking continued. Tang San's young body was not proportional to the hammer in his hand, but every time he swung the hammer, it was like a tiger's wind.

Tang Hao thought to himself, with his innate divine power and innate full soul power, it's no wonder he can swing a hammer at such a young age.Old Jack's words may be right. His own decadence should not affect the child's development. Let him go his own way in the future.

Looking at the sweaty Tang San, Tang Hao finally made up his mind.

"Stop." Tang Hao said.

Tang San put down the hammer in his hand, panted slightly, and slowly adjusted his breathing.

Tang Hao walked up to Tang San, took the hammer in his hand, and looked at the red iron on the stove, "Beating like you, even a year can't make it the size of a fist."

Tang San looked up at Gao Da's father, "Then what should I do?"

Tang Hao said coldly that Tang Hao taught Tang San how to forge, the forging skills, and also gave him the cloak beating method.

"What? Am I not your biological child?" Tang Zhe didn't know why. Tang Hao's explanation was that the forging was only given to Tang San because his martial spirit was blue silver grass, and the forging was for him to make a living.

"What kind of life is this?" Tang Zhe felt bitter, did Tang San still need to make a living?

"I'm asking for help. If you don't teach me, you won't teach me how to practice swordsmanship on my own. The system is also a scam and I won't give you sword manuals." Just like that, Tang Zhe cursed and went to practice swordsmanship, but looking at him from the side, he was just there. A flurry of movements, without any order.

Three months passed quickly.

Another morning, when the family was having breakfast, it looked very warm. There was a father and two children, but the mother was missing, but no one mentioned this.

Tang Hao said calmly while eating: "Xiao San, you don't need to practice casting anymore today. Pack your things. Old Jack will take you to Notting City tomorrow."

"Xiao Zhe, you don't have to swing your sword around anymore. Just pack your things quickly." After saying that, Tang Hao sighed again. For three months, Tang Zhe had been swinging his sword around and he didn't know how to guide him, so he could only do this. Just keep watching.

Tang Zhe and Tang San were stunned for a moment, even forgetting to eat, "Notting City? What are you going to do?" The two of them were confused. The last time they went to Notting City was about a year ago. Old Jack went to the city to buy some food. Things, because they are sensible, so I took them to see them by the way.

Tang Hao glanced at the two of them and said: "Isn't Xiaozhe going to the soul master school? The date is here, and you, mistress, don't you also want to learn the soul master's abilities? Old Jack will take you to Notting City Become a work-study student at the Junior Soul Master Academy. You will learn what you want to learn there."

After hearing his father's words, Tang San's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and an indescribable sense of excitement hit his heart.

"Father, have you changed your mind? Do you allow Xiao San to go to school?"

Tang Zhe looked at Tang Hao in disbelief, waiting for his answer, and Tang San did the same.

"Don't repeat what I said a second time, otherwise there's no need to go," Tang Hao said calmly.

"Go, go, go" Tang San suddenly burst into laughter, with a smile on his face. Tang Zhe was also happy for him, both brothers could go to the Soul Master Academy.

Tang San remembered something at this moment, and Tang San said: "But, if my brother and I both go, no one will cook for you."

Tang Hao said coldly: "Do I still need your care? You just go. This is the path you choose. There is a quota in Holy Soul Village every year. There is no need for your brother to occupy that quota. It is a waste if you don't use it."

Although Tang Hao said it very coldly, Tang San's eyes were still burning, and so was Tang Zhe's. In the past few months, although Tang Hao's attitude towards the two of them had not changed much, as Tang Hao taught them how to cast, things were changing before their eyes. This tall, old man has become more and more like a father to them, especially Tang Zhe, because he knows what the Seraph Spirit means to Tang Hao, but he still lets it go. Although they wanted to learn about soul masters, they were a little reluctant to part with their father at this time.

Tang Hao suddenly spoke coldly: "Xiao San, remember not to attach any soul rings to the Clear Sky Hammer in the future, and you are not allowed to reveal the secret of your martial soul in front of a fourth person, do you understand?"

Tang San was stunned for a moment, "What about the Blue Silver Grass Spirit?"

Tang Hao said: "You can use and practice the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit at will, and it is no problem to apply any Martial Spirit. Twin Martial Spirits do not require that both Martial Spirits need to be enhanced by soul rings before they can continue to practice. As long as there is one Martial Spirit With a soul ring, the bottleneck of improving soul power will disappear."

"Okay, I promise you." Tang San nodded solemnly. For him, it doesn't matter whether he practices martial arts or not, and what kind of soul ring he uses.

"Xiao Zhe, as an elder brother, keep an eye on your younger brother from outside and don't let him break his promise." Tang Hao was still worried and asked Tang Zhe again.

Tang Zhe nodded and said, "I understand, father, I will keep an eye on him."

Tang Zhe didn't think so in his heart. He couldn't stand Tang San. You must know that when he met the master in the future, Tang San revealed the secret of the twin martial spirits. If time goes by, all the Shrek Seven Devils will also know. Needless to say, the secret that Tang San was a twin martial spirit can no longer be considered a secret.

Tang Zhe sighed inwardly and looked at his younger brother again. As an older brother, he would have to worry a lot in the future.

"I'm so tired." Tang Zhe complained softly.

"Brother, that's not it, is it? I'm tired of just letting you watch me?" Tang San's hearing was very good because he was beside Tang Zhe and had practiced the skills of his previous life, so he heard Tang Zhe's complaints at that time.

"Uh, can you hear this?" After saying this, Tang Zhe regretted saying this and forgot that Tang San was also a time traveler. At the same time, he cursed the system ten thousand times in his heart. Look at this person, this is called cheating. , this is called time travel. I have only completed one task since I came here, and the reward is very tasteless.

Tang San just stared at Tang Zhe, always feeling that his brother was a little different, but he didn't know where it was different.

"Xiao Zhe, Xiao San, it's time to set off." Old Jack's voice came into the blacksmith shop.

Tang Zhe and Tang San looked at Tang Hao at the same time, their eyes suddenly reddened with tears in their eyes.

"Let's go, kids, let's go on your own path." Tang Hao turned around and said lightly without looking at the two children.

Just like that, the two children with tearful eyes suddenly knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times, returned to their rooms, changed into new clothes, and went to find old Jack.

Seeing them leaving, Tang Hao, who was in the house, shed two lines of tears for the first time since he came to the village.

"Ah Yin, have you seen it? Our children have grown up. I think it's time for me to do something for them. I can't stay depressed anymore." Tang Hao did not wipe away his tears while stroking a pot of blue flowers that was the same as usual. Blue Silver Grass, which is completely different from Silver Grass, murmured.