No Thought of Douluo

"Tang Hao! Tang Hao!"

"Who is yelling?" Tang Hao's slightly angry voice sounded, and the inner door curtain was lifted, and Tang Hao walked out slowly.

"Today is the day when your son's martial soul awakens. Do you know how important it is? Parents stay with you in other houses. It's better for you to sleep at home." Tang Hao seemed not to have heard Jack's sarcasm, and looked again. Looking at his son, "Little San, your martial spirit has awakened? What is it?" Tang Wunian knew it should be the Blue Silver Grass without asking, after all, the child inherited his wife's blood.

Tang San said: "Father, it's Blue Silver Grass, Xiao Nian's..."

"Blue Silver Grass?" For some reason, when Tang Hao, who was not very interested in any foreign objects, heard these three words, his body suddenly trembled, and a special gleam appeared in his eyes.Xiaosan's martial spirit is also Blue Silver Grass?

Old Jack said directly: "Although it is Blue Silver Grass, Xiao San is born full of soul power. Tang Hao, I have decided that this year, the place for a work-study student in the village will be given to Xiao San. Let him go to Notting City for junior soul power." Teachers College to study. The travel expenses are covered by the village."

"Blue Silver Grass, Blue Silver Grass." Tang Hao murmured a few words, raised his head abruptly, his eyes revealed a firm light that Tang San had never seen before, and said in a deep voice: "No."

"What did you say? I heard it right." Jack plucked his ears, and looked at Tang Hao in surprise, "You should know how precious this opportunity is. Even if there was a soul saint in our Holy Soul Village, There is only one quota a year, and other villages, even two or three villages, can share one quota, do you know? This is a good opportunity. Maybe Xiaosan will become a master in the future."

Tang Hao gave Jack a cold look, "What's the use of being a master? I only know that if he leaves, no one will cook for me. Lanyincao, do you think that the spirit of Lanyincao can be cultivated?" What? It's just a waste martial soul."

Old Jack said angrily: "But he is born full of soul power. As long as he can get a soul ring, even the worst quality soul ring, he can immediately become a soul master. Soul master, do you know? In our village It has been many years since there has been a soul master."

Tang Hao said indifferently: "This is your real purpose. If you say no, you just can't. You can go."

"Tang—hao—." The anger in Old Jack's chest had been burned to the limit.

Tang Hao still looked lazy, "You don't need to speak so loudly, I'm not deaf. I said, you can go."

"Grandpa Jack, don't be angry. I still won't learn the ability of a soul master. Dad is right, Lan Yincao is just a waste martial soul, thank you for your kindness."

Although Jack hated Tang Hao extremely, but he liked the sensible Tang San very much, his anger gradually calmed down, and he sighed, "Good boy, grandpa is not angry. Well, grandpa is leaving." Then he turned and walked outside go.

Tang San hurriedly saw them off.Dad can ignore it, but Jack is the head of the village, and he treats him very well, and he will never be less polite.

Jack stopped at the door of the blacksmith shop, turned to look at Tang Hao, and said earnestly: "Tang Hao, your life is over like this, but Xiaosan is still young, don't you think you should give him a means of making a living? Don't delay him, become a soul master, at least he won't be as down and out as you in the future. If you change your mind, come to me. There are still three months before the registration time for this year's Nuoding Junior College of Soul Masters. "

Tang San sent old Jack away, and he felt somewhat lost in his heart, after all, the spirit ring Su Yuntao mentioned might be related to his Xuantian Kungfu breakthrough.But he didn't show it. He believed that there were still opportunities.With his and Tang Wunian's means, there will always be a way.

Slowly walking back to the blacksmith's shop, Tang Hao surprisingly didn't go back to his room to continue sleeping, but sat on a chair and closed his eyes to rest his mind. Tang Wunian was still looking at his hands and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Dad, go back to your room and sleep for a while, I'll go prepare lunch."

Tang Hao still closed his eyes, and said lightly: "Are you also disappointed. Do you also want to become a soul master?"

Tang San was stunned for a moment, "It's okay, Dad, it's good to be a blacksmith, you can also support us. Didn't you promise me to teach me how to forge farm tools?"

Tang Hao slowly opened his eyes. From his eyes, Tang San saw the excitement. Before he knew it, Tang Hao's right fist had been clenched tightly, and an extremely cold aura appeared on his old face, "Soul Master? What is the use of a soul master? Not to mention just a useless martial soul, even if it is the most powerful martial soul, what use is the most powerful soul master? But it is still useless."

Tang Hao was very emotional, his body was trembling, and Tang San vaguely saw something crystal clear in his father's eyes.

Running over, Tang San held Tang Hao's fist, "Dad, don't be angry, I just don't want to be a soul master. I will always be with you and cook for you."

Taking a deep breath, Tang Hao's excitement came and went quickly, and he said lightly: "Release your martial soul and show me."

"Okay." Tang San nodded, raised his right hand, the Xuantian Kungfu in his body was activated quietly, he felt that special heat flow merged with the Xuantian Kungfu in his consciousness, and a faint blue light appeared in his palm, instantly Suddenly, a blue grass had appeared, Tang Wunian found that when this grass appeared, the familiar intimacy appeared again.

Tang Wunian couldn't help stretching out his hand to stroke Xiaocao's tip, Xiaocao rubbed against his hand as if in response, Tang Wunian's eyes widened, he could actually feel Xiaocao's joy.

Staring blankly at the Blue Silver Grass and Tang Wunian in Tang San's hands, Tang Hao lost his mind for a while, and it took him a long time to gradually recover, the light in his eyes faltered, and he murmured: "Blue Silver Grass, it really is Blue Silver Grass, and Hers."

Suddenly, Tang Hao stood up abruptly, turned around and walked towards the inside, the sudden movement almost caused Tang San in front of him to fall, and the Blue Silver Grass spirit in his hand also disappeared by itself.

"dad."

Tang Hao waved his hand impatiently, "Don't disturb me." After saying that, he opened the curtain and entered the room.

"But, I still have a martial spirit." Tang San still said that he was different after awakening the martial spirit today.This is a question he didn't ask Su Yuntao and Jack, after all, those are just outsiders.

The door curtain was lifted abruptly, and Tang Hao reappeared outside. At this time, his face was already full of shock. It could be seen that his eyes were red, as if he was crying just now.

Tang San didn't open his mouth, but slowly raised his left hand like he raised his right hand before, this time, it was no longer blue light, a faint black light gushed out from his palm, the brilliance instantly condensed, a strange Something appeared in his palm.

It was a black hammer with a handle about half a foot long. The hammer head was a cylinder, which looked like a miniature casting hammer. However, on the black surface of the hammer, there was a special Light, on the cylindrical hammer head, there is a circle of faint patterns.Tang Wunian looked at the circle of patterns, it seemed that there were such patterns when the thousand receivers appeared, what does this pattern mean?

I don't know why, when this hammer appeared in Tang San's hands, the air in the whole room seemed a bit oppressive, and Tang San seemed unable to bear the weight of the small hammer, he could only hold him, his arms drooping slowly.His face has become a little pale.

Unlike the Blue Silver Grass that hardly needs to consume Xuantian Skill, this small black hammer absorbed almost all of Tang San's internal energy as soon as it appeared.He could barely control himself to hold the hammer handle tightly.Although it looks like this hammer is small, in fact, its weight is far more than that of a casting hammer.

"This, this is..." Tang Hao came in front of Tang San almost at a stride, grabbed his hand holding the hammer, and brought it in front of him. Tang Hao's hand was very strong, at least Tang San no longer felt it. The hammer put such a heavy load on his arm.

When Tang Hao's hand held his hand, a warm feeling of blood connection made Tang San feel extremely comfortable, "Dad, what's wrong?"

Looking at the little black hammer, the excited light that disappeared before reappeared in Tang Hao's eyes, "Twin martial souls. It turned out to be twin martial souls. Son, my son."

Suddenly, Tang Hao opened his powerful arms, hugging Tang San tightly into his embrace.

Tang Hao's chest is very broad, perhaps because he has been a blacksmith for a long time. Although he looks lazy on the surface, the muscles on his body have not diminished due to the years, and his embrace is very warm.Nothing else can replace the sense of security that a father's love brings.

"Father." Tang San was a little stunned. In his memory, this seemed to be the first time Tang Hao hugged him like this.

The small hammer in his hand seemed to be getting heavier and heavier. Although Tang San liked the warmth brought by this kind of father's love very much, he didn't want the hammer to hit his father even more.

"Father, I can't hold on anymore." Tang San couldn't help but said.

Tang Hao let go of his arms, "Take it back."

The black light dissipated, the weight disappeared, Tang San felt very strange, it was obviously a hammer formed by a special force in his Xuantian Kungfu mixture, but why couldn't he hold it?What surprised him even more was that after summoning the little hammer, his internal energy was exhausted.

Tang San has never seen his father's face so wonderful, various complex emotions kept appearing on Tang Hao's face, after a long time, he slowly said a word, "Remember, in your future, you must use your left hand The hammer of your hand protects the grass in your right hand. Forever."

Tang San nodded in confusion.

"Father." Tang Wunian said, "I also have soul power."

Tang Wunian was very difficult to suppress the internal force from entering the crystal ball. Sure enough, the crystal ball did not respond at all. He was already sure that the internal force was the soul power. He and Tang San were also stuck in the first stage. If Tang San was born Full of soul power, then his soul power should be about the same.

"Oh?" Tang Hao turned his head to look at Tang Wunian, Xiao San's soul power can be said to be brought by the Clear Sky Hammer, how could Xiao Nian have soul power, could it be...

Tang Hao's eyes widened suddenly. When a soul beast transforms into a human, it is innately full of soul power. Could it be that Xiao Nian...

Tang Hao eagerly grabbed Tang Wunian, "Xiao Nian, release your blue silver grass!"

"Blue Silver Grass?" Tang Wunian looked at Tang Hao suspiciously, "My martial spirit is not Blue Silver Grass." As he said that, Tang Wunian released the thousand receivers. Although he was not as stressed as Tang San, he really released It was not easy for him with a thousand receivers.

"How is it possible?" Tang Hao was stunned. Tang Wunian's blue hair and blue eyes couldn't deceive anyone. He had seen how close he was to the Blue Silver Grass just now. Why wasn't the Martial Soul not the Blue Silver Grass? The same as above, could it be that he inherited himself and his wife?

"Dad, what's the matter." Tang San asked, why did Dad think that Xiao Nian's martial spirit was also Blue Silver Grass?However, Xiao Nian's blue hair and blue eyes really go well with Blue Silver Grass.

"It's nothing." Tang Hao stood up abruptly, "Don't bother me."

Tang Wunian and Tang San looked at each other, they didn't think about it if they couldn't figure it out, as long as they knew that Tang Hao was their father, it was enough that they would never harm them.