Sword Three + Douluo: Extraordinary Brilliance

Ahhh! Why is it that I am so pure that I can't be purer, and jj is still locked for me? Damn it, isn't it? ! And I don't even know where the sensitive words are!

Everyone, please see what the author has to say, jj I am also drunk ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Everyone, please see what the author has to say, jj I am also drunk ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Everyone, please see what the author has to say, jj I am also drunk ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Everyone, please see what the author has to say, jj I am also drunk ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Everyone, please see what the author has to say, jj I am also drunk ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Everyone, please see what the author has to say, jj I am also drunk ╮(╯▽╰)╭

The author has something to say:

Ahhh! Why is it that I am so pure that I can't be purer, and jj is still locked for me? Damn it, isn't it? ! And I don't even know where the sensitive words are!

"Old Jack."

The door opened, and Old Jack greeted Su Yuntao nervously, "Master, how is it. Is it possible for the children in our village to become spirit masters this year?"

Su Yuntao looked at him and said, "It's time for your Holy Spirit Village to run its course, and there really is one this year. This young man named Tang Yin is innately full of soul power, and his martial arts are full of souls. His younger brother is also innately full of souls. It's a pity that his spirit is Blue Silver Grass."

"Heaven is full of soul power? Oh my God!" Jack's face was instantly ecstatic. He has been the village chief for so many years, so he naturally understands what it means to be full of soul power. But it's a pity that little San, this innate full of soul power appeared on the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit, it is really...

"Is there really no way for the Blue Silver Grass to cultivate?" Tang Yin asked with a frown.

Su Yuntao felt that the two brothers had a good relationship, and coupled with Tang Yin's displayed talent, he patiently said: "It's not that you can't cultivate at all. It's just that you think the blue silver grass will evolve with the improvement of martial arts. What does it look like? A waste spirit is a waste spirit after all. Even if you become a soul master, I’m afraid you’re still a waste soul master. It’s a pity that your brother is full of soul power. Go to the next village."

Tang San seemed to have questions to ask, but Su Yuntao left the village without waiting for Tang San to ask any more. Without Su Yuntao, Tang San could only run to Jack and ask the question he wanted to know most, "Grandpa Jack, what is a spirit ring? How can I get a spirit ring?"

Old Jack replied subconsciously: "I don't know what a spirit ring is either. If you want to get a spirit ring, it seems that you have to hunt and kill spirit beasts. That's a very dangerous thing, and only a spirit master would do it."

"Oh." Spirit ring, spirit beast, these two brand-new names kept echoing in Tang San's heart. Although he wasn't sure whether his guess was correct, Xuan Tian Gong had never been able to break through the bottleneck, and this spirit ring was obviously a breakthrough. But... Tang San turned his head to look at Tang Yin, feeling a little discouraged. Blue Silver Grass, Blue Silver Grass…

Sensing Tang San's depressed mood, Tang Yin took his hand, looked at him seriously, and gave him silent encouragement.

Tang San took a deep breath, revealed a small smile, and said, "Brother, I'm fine."

Old Jack thought for a while, squatted down, and looked at Tang Yin and Tang San face to face, "Xiao Yin, Xiao San, I didn't expect your talents to be pretty good, but unfortunately, you have such a father... Maybe you can become us. The second Soul Sage in the village. Tell your grandfather, are you willing to go to a special school to learn the cultivation methods of Soul Masters. Only there can you have the most accurate knowledge about martial arts."

The two had already developed a strong interest in martial arts at this time, especially since it was related to their own internal strength, but they still didn't have a direct answer, "Grandpa Jack, I have to ask my father about it." Tang San Look at Tang Yin and speak instead.

Jack suddenly came to his senses, yes, no matter how sensible a child is, he is still a child after all. No matter what, he has to ask Tang Hao's opinion.

There was a certain gleam in his eyes, although he really didn't want to see that sloppy ghost, but in order to have two more soul masters in the village, he didn't care too much.

"Let's go, Xiaoyin Xiaosan, grandpa will take you home." Old Jack sent the other children back and let their parents take them away, then took Tang Yin and Tang San back to the blacksmith shop.

In the morning, it was Tang Hao's routine bedtime, and the blacksmith shop was quiet.

"Tang Hao, Tang Hao." Old Jack didn't care whether Tang Hao was sleeping or not, he really hated this sloppy blacksmith. If it weren't for the cheap farm tools he forged, he would have long wanted to kick Tang Hao out of the village.

While calling Tang Hao, Old Jack's eyes swept around, he wanted to find a chair to sit down, but looking at the tattered things, he really didn't have the courage to pull one over. He is not too young, and he doesn't want to break a muscle here.

"Who's yelling?" Tang Hao sounded a little angry, and the door curtain was opened, and he walked out slowly.

He saw his two sons first, and then turned his attention to Jack, "Old Jack, what are you doing?"

Jack said angrily: "Today is the day when your son's martial soul awakens. Don't you know how important it is? Everyone else's family is accompanied by his parents, but when you arrive, you are still the same."

As if he didn't hear Jack's sarcasm, Tang Hao looked at his son again, "Little San, Xiaoyin, your spirit has awakened? What is it?"

Tang Yin said: "I'm a dick, and the third is the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit."

"Blue Silver Grass?" For some reason, Tang Hao, who has always been not interested in any foreign objects, suddenly trembled when he heard these three words, and there was a special light in his eyes.

Tang Yin and Tang San both caught the change in Tang Hao's expression. Tang San didn't think much about it, but Tang Yin thought about it... Just now Su Yuntao said when he was chatting with him that a person's martial arts spirit is usually the same as his parents' martial arts. The soul is the same, unless the martial soul mutates. Blue Silver Grass is an ordinary martial spirit, and Tang Hao really doesn't look like he has a Blue Silver Grass martial arts soul. Then, Little San's Blue Silver Grass may be inherited from their mother they have never met. In this case, it can also explain why Tang Hao lost his temper.

Only Tang Yin and Tang San noticed the change in Tang Hao's expression. Old Jack naturally didn't care about the expression of a sloppy blacksmith, and said directly: "Xiao Yin and Xiao San are both innately full of soul power. Even if Xiao San is a blue silver grass martial artist Soul, his talent should not be underestimated. Tang Hao, I have decided that the places for the two working students in the village this year will be given to their brothers. Let them study at the Junior Soul Master Academy of Notting City. Travel expenses Packed in the village."

"Blue silver grass, blue silver grass." Tang Hao muttered a few words, raised his head sharply, a firm light in his eyes that Tang San had never seen before, said solemnly, "Xiao Yin can do it, Xiao San can't. "

"What did you say? I heard it right." Jack plucked out his ears and looked at Tang Hao in surprise, "You should know how precious this opportunity is, even if our Holy Soul Village once produced a Soul Saint, There are only two places in a year, and other villages, even two or three villages can share one place, do you know?

Tang Hao gave Jack a cold look, "What's the use of being a master? All I know is that if he leaves, no one will cook for me. Blue Silver Grass, what do you think about Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit? What can you cultivate into? It's just a waste martial arts."

Tang San's expression darkened immediately after hearing Tang Hao's words.

"Even if you are our father, I won't allow you to belittle Xiao San like this!" Tang Yin immediately said coldly, most of his Tang family's children are short-sighted, Xiao Wan was kidnapped by Ye Fan, they can be for the sake of her sister Xiaowan and Shuyan sacrificed their happiness by the castle owner. Although they didn't want to see Ye Fan, they were more resentful towards the castle owner, so they always acted on the yin and yang in small matters, and they refused to really put it in their hearts. It is the head of the house. In this life, he was a younger brother like Tang San, they grew up together since childhood, and Tang San was very simple, so Tang Yin always protected him. Now that Tang Hao said that to Tang San, Tang Yin would naturally not feel better.

Hearing this, Tang Hao glanced at his eldest son unexpectedly. At this moment, he really felt a hostility in Tang Yin.

"Brother..." Tang San tugged at Tang Yin's sleeve anxiously, for fear that Tang Yin and Tang Hao would clash.

Old Jack also said angrily: "Little San is full of soul power! As long as he can get a soul ring, even if it is the lowest quality soul ring, he can immediately become a soul master. Soul master, you know? Our village I haven't had a soul master for many years, you can't just deprive him of his right to become a soul master!"

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

"Tang-Hao-." The anger in Old Jack's chest was burning to the limit.

Tang Hao still looked lazy, "Don't be so loud, I'm not deaf. I said, you can go."

"Grandpa Jack, don't be angry. I still don't want to learn the abilities of a soul master. Dad is right, Blue Silver Grass is just a waste of martial arts, thank you for your kindness."

"No way!" Tang Yin was dissatisfied, and he said with an ugly face: "I must have Xiao San with me!"

"Brother!" Tang San was very moved, but he really didn't want to quarrel with his father because of him.

Although Jack hates Tang Hao extremely, he likes the sensible Tang San very much. When Tang Yin and Tang Hao faced each other with eyes, his anger gradually calmed down, and he sighed, "Good boy, grandpa is not angry. Okay, grandpa is leaving." After speaking, he turned and walked outside.

Tang San hurriedly sent them off. Dad can ignore it, but Jack is the village head and treats him very well. 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 way to make a living? Don't delay him, become a soul master, at least he won't be as low as you in the future. If you change your mind, come to me. There are still three months before the registration period for this year's Noording Soul Master Junior Academy. "

Tang San sent Old Jack away, and he felt somewhat disappointed. After all, what Su Yuntao said about the spirit ring might have something to do with his Xuan Tian Gong breakthrough. But he didn't show it, he didn't want to embarrass his brother.

Slowly walking back to the blacksmith shop, Tang Yin was still cold towards Tang Hao, but Tang Hao sat on the chair and closed his eyes.

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

Tang Hao still closed his eyes and said lightly, "Aren't you disappointed too? Do you want to become a soul master too?"

Tang San was stunned for a moment, "It's alright, Dad, it's good to be a blacksmith, you can support us as well. Didn't you promise me that you would teach me to make 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 was already clenched, and an extremely cold aura appeared on his old face, "Soul Master? What is the use of a soul master? Not to mention that it is just a waste spirit, even if it is the most powerful spirit, what is the use of the most powerful soul master? But it is still a waste."

Tang Hao's emotions were very excited, his body was shaking, and vaguely, Tang San saw something crystal clear in his father's eyes.

Feeling that Tang Hao tried his best to suppress him, but still showed a trace of murderous aura, Tang Yin was very surprised. Only then did he feel that Tang Hao really had a very complicated past. So the question is, what is the reason for him to be reduced to this point?

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

Tang Yin suddenly felt dark in front of him, who is Tang San heading for? !

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

Tang Yin raised his hand first and released his martial soul. What appeared in his hand was still the untransformed Phoenix-tailed Heavenly Secret, which stretched out instantly under his control, forming an incomparably exquisite ****.

Tang Hao snorted lightly: "This is... a mutant martial spirit?"

Tang Yin raised his hand and pulled the crossbow string, pouring in internal force, and a light blue arrow appeared on the phoenix tail. He shot the **** outward, only to hear a swish sound, a small hole appeared in a tree with a thick calf outside the door, penetrating the entire tree, but the original arrow dissipated.

"This is the most common attack." Tang Yin's face was a little pale, the arrow was not small for him, but he still stared at Tang Hao without showing weakness.

Afterwards Tang San also released his martial spirit, and the Xuan Tian Gong was quietly activated in his body. He felt the special heat flow merged with the Xuan Tian Gong in his consciousness. A faint blue light appeared in his palm. Yingying grass has appeared.

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

Sure enough, it was the martial spirit inherited from their mother! Tang Yin knew it, but he still felt that something was wrong, but after thinking about it, he couldn't notice anything.

Suddenly, Tang Hao stood up abruptly, turned around and walked towards the inside, the sudden movement almost made Tang San in front of him fall, but fortunately Tang Yin stepped forward to support him, but the blue silver grass spirit in Tang San's hand also took care of itself. Disappeared.

"dad."

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

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

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[Tangmen Xuantian Treasure Records General Outline, the first rule: Never let people who can't fully trust you know how much your true strength is. 】

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Xuantian Baolu Tang San has long been familiar with it, and he absolutely insists on implementing the general guideline.

The door curtain was thrown open, and Tang Hao appeared outside again. At this time, his face was full of shock. It could be seen that his eyes were red, and he seemed to be in tears just now. Tang Yin, who was supporting him by the side, also looked at him.

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, the handle was about half a foot long, and the hammer head was a cylinder. It looked like a scaled down version of a casting hammer. However, on the black surface of the hammer, there was a special The light, on the cylindrical hammer head, is coiled with a faint pattern.

Tang Yin took a closer look, only to find that the pattern on Tang Yin's hammer head was somewhat similar to the pattern on his phoenix-tailed machine.

For some reason, when this hammer appeared in Tang San's hands, the air in the whole room seemed a little depressed, and Tang San seemed unable to bear the weight of that small hammer, so he could only hold him, his arm slowly drooping. His face had turned a little pale.

Unlike the Blue Silver Grass, which almost didn't need to consume Mysterious Heaven Art, this little black hammer absorbed almost all of Tang San's inner strength as soon as it appeared. He could only barely control his grip on the hammer handle. Although this hammer looks small, in fact, it weighs far more than a casting hammer.

"This, this is..." Tang Hao came to Tang San in almost a single step, grabbed his hand holding the hammer and brought it to him. Tang Hao's hand was very strong, at least now Tang San no longer felt that The hammer is putting so much load on his arm.

When Tang Hao's hand held his, a warm 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 spirits. It turned out to be twin spirits. Son, my son."

Suddenly, Tang Hao opened his powerful arms and hugged 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. That sense of security brought by fatherly love is irreplaceable by anything else.

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

The small iron hammer in his hand seemed to be getting heavier and heavier. Although Tang San liked the warmth brought by this kind of fatherly love, he still didn't want the iron hammer to let go and hit his father.

"Little San can't hold on anymore." Tang Yin couldn't help frowning.

Tang Hao then released his arms, "Take it back."

The black light dissipated and the weight disappeared. Tang San felt very strange. It was obviously a hammer formed by a special force in his Xuan Tian Gong mixture, but why couldn't he hold it? What surprised him even more was that after summoning the little hammer, his internal strength was actually consumed by seventy-eighty-eight.