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Chapter Eleven: The Strange Restoration

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"No, I won't let Linlin go to Mangtian again," Lang Yue choked and said. In order not to let the two children outside hear, she had already restrained her emotions very much.

After listening to Lang Yue's story, Tang Ziran felt distressed and fell silent.

"No one can see a rainbow without going through wind and rain. No one can succeed casually. Ayue and Linlin endure hardships, and I feel bad for them. But if he doesn't endure hardships now, then he may endure more hardships when he grows up."

"When I looked for Mangtian that day, I could see that he was actually reluctant. As a master blacksmith, he has an arrogant personality. To be recognized by him, do you know how outstanding our son is?

The child really gave me a big surprise.”

"Before coming back from get off work, Mang Tian called me a soul guide message. He told me that our son is extremely talented and has natural powers. His strength is even comparable to that of ordinary adult men. What's even more valuable is that Linlin's persistence impressed me. Lin Lin's martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, and the possibility of becoming a powerful soul master in the future is very slim. However, if he can become an excellent blacksmith, he will be able to live and eat well for at least his whole life. Children are not timid, As parents, how can we be cowardly in the first place? We should support him and encourage him. Moreover, I also believe that as a six-star sect master blacksmith, Mangtian must have the right method in teaching his disciples, and he will not really It hurts the children.”

"Shall we let Linlin try it again? If his body is really likely to be harmed, no matter what, I will first stop him from continuing to learn."

Lang Yue finally compromised. She knew very well that her husband loved her son as much as she did, and Tang Ziran's reasoning convinced her.

When the two returned to the living room, they saw Tang Wulin sitting there, chewing hard and looking at Na'er beside him with a smile, and Na'er was feeding him with a bit of clumsiness.

This scene made Tang Ziran and Lang Yue stunned. The two beautiful little people were sitting there. Under the light of not strong light, they presented an extremely harmonious picture.

Tang Ziran murmured in a low voice: "Let's adopt this child. It will be very helpful for Linlin if the two children grow up together."

"Yeah." Lang Yue finally showed a smile on her face.

A dinner full of family warmth ended in such an atmosphere. Tang Wulin and Naer's appetite shocked Tang Ziran and his wife again.

When raising two children, the first problem they have to face is whether they can feed them enough.

After dinner, Lang Yue and Tang Ziran discussed it and decided to go out and find a job. However, with Tang Ziran's salary alone, the family was really having some difficulties.

"Na'er, look, this is my martial spirit." Tang Wulin raised his hand with some difficulty, and the blue grass slowly emerged from the palm of his hand, with a faint blue halo and a soft glow.

energy fluctuations.

Na'er fiddled with the blue silver grass in his hand in surprise, "Brother, will I also have a martial spirit in the future?"

Tang Wulin said: "Of course. Everyone has their own martial spirit. When you are six years old, you can awaken on the awakening day next year. I'm so sleepy, I can't bear it anymore, and I'm going to sleep. You should go to bed early.

Go to sleep."

As he spoke, he fell down on his bed. In just a moment, his breathing became even.

Na'er stared at him blankly, trying hard to recall something, but her mind was hazy, but she couldn't remember anything.

Lying on the bed, she fell asleep unconsciously.

In the dead of night, the door to Tang Wulin and Na'er's room quietly opened. Tang Ziran walked in. He came to his son's bed and sat down. He took out the medicine bottle that Mang Tian gave to Lang Yue from his arms. Then he pulled up his son's clothes.

Sleeve, ready to apply medicine to him.

He pressed his hand on his shoulder, and a small lamp on his shoulder lit up, just enough to shine on Tang Wulin's arm.

"Huh." Tang Ziran exclaimed, looking at Tang Wulin's arm and couldn't help but feel a little dazed, because he was surprised to find that his son's arm was not swollen as Lang Yue said, and looked no different from usual.

He carefully opened Tang Wulin's palm, which was also as smooth as jade, with no trace of any scars.

Surprised, Tang Ziran quickly pulled open Tang Wulin's other sleeve. The situation was exactly the same. No matter how you looked at it, his arms didn't look like they were injured.

Of course Lang Yue would not lie to herself. Tang Ziran knew his wife very well.

But, why have the swelling and wounds that should have been there disappeared? What is going on?

Could it be that it was the son's martial spirit that had the effect? ​​There are some special martial spirits that can heal wounds on their own, but I have never heard of Bluesilver Grass having such a function.

What he didn't notice was that under Tang Wulin's black hair, the faint golden lines on his forehead quietly disappeared.

Tang Ziran sat there and thought for a moment, looked at the medicine bottle in his hand, and then at his son's arm, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

After a while, he put away the medicine bottle and turned back to the room. Tomorrow morning, his son's reaction will be the best way to verify the situation.

early morning.

Tang Wulin woke up very early. After washing himself, he ran to the kitchen to help his mother. Although he couldn't cook yet, he could at least carry plates and bowls.

"Linlin, does your arm still hurt?" When Lang Yue saw his sensible son, he suddenly felt distressed again.

"Hey, I don't seem to feel anything anymore. I just said it's okay." Tang Wulin shook his arm. The soreness and swelling from yesterday had completely disappeared, as if he had never experienced such pain before, and he

He also seemed to feel that his arms had become stronger.

Lang Yue breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "It seems that the medicine your uncle Mangtian gave you yesterday was good. In this case, mom will be relieved. After you fell asleep yesterday, dad went to apply medicine on you."

Tang Ziran came out of the room and happened to hear this conversation. He applied medicine, but he didn't have it.

Could it be said that after the child's martial spirit was stimulated, he not only became more powerful, but also his self-recovery ability became stronger? This can't be the effect of Blue Silver Grass?

The sumptuous breakfast filled this small home with laughter and laughter.

"Dad, send me to school quickly. Today we should learn martial arts knowledge again. Oops, I was too sleepy last night and forgot to meditate. When you come back today, you have to remind me. I, Tang Wulin, must

Become a powerful soul master."

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