Tang San sent Old Jack away, and he was somewhat disappointed in his heart. After all, the soul ring Su Yuntao mentioned might be related to his breakthrough in the Xuantian Technique. But he didn't show it. He believed that the opportunity
There are still some.
Slowly walking back to the blacksmith shop, Tang Hao surprisingly did not go back to his room to continue sleeping. Instead, he sat on a chair and closed his eyes to rest.
"Dad, please go back to your room and sleep for a while. I'll prepare lunch."
Tang Hao still closed his eyes and said calmly: "Are you also feeling disappointed? Do you also want to become a soul master?"
Tang San was stunned for a moment, "It's okay, Dad, becoming a blacksmith is also very good. You can also support us. Didn't you promise me that you would teach me how to make farm tools?"
Tang Hao slowly opened his eyes, and from his eyes, Tang San saw the excitement. Unknowingly, Tang Hao's right fist had been clenched tightly, and an extremely cold aura appeared on his old face, "Soul
Master? What’s the use of a soul master? Let alone a useless martial soul, even the most powerful martial soul, what’s the use of the most powerful soul master? It’s just useless.”
Tang Hao was very excited, 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 calmly: "Release your martial spirit and show me."
"Okay." Tang San nodded, raised his right hand, and the Xuantian Skill in his body quietly activated. In his consciousness, he felt the special heat flow and the Xuantian Skill merged into one. A faint blue light appeared in his palm, and instantly
Suddenly, a small blue grass appeared.
Staring at the Bluesilver Grass in Tang San's hand, Tang Hao was dazed for a while, and it took him a long time to gradually recover. The light in his eyes was uncertain, and he murmured in a low voice: "Bluesilver Grass, it is indeed Bluesilver Grass. It's the same as hers."
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Suddenly, Tang Hao stood up fiercely, turned around and walked towards the inner room. The sudden movement almost caused Tang San in front of him to fall down, and the Blue Silver Grass Spirit in his hand disappeared on its own.
"dad."
Tang Hao waved his hand impatiently, "Don't disturb me." After saying that, he opened the door curtain and entered the inner room.
"But, I still have a martial spirit." Tang San still told how different he was after awakening his martial spirit today. This was a question he didn't ask Su Yuntao and Jack. After all, they were just outsiders.
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[General outline of Tang Sect Xuantian Baolu, Article 1: Never let people who cannot be fully trusted know your true strength.]
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Tang San had long been familiar with Xuantian Baolu, and he absolutely insisted on implementing the general outline.
The door curtain was suddenly opened, 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 have shed tears just now.
Tang San didn't speak, but slowly raised his left hand just like he raised his right hand before. This time, it was no longer blue light, but a faint black light spurted out from his palm. The brilliance condensed instantly, and a strange
Something appeared in his palm.
It was a black hammer with a hammer handle about half a foot long and a cylindrical hammer head. It looked like a miniature casting hammer. However, on the black surface of the hammer, there was a special aura.
The light, cylindrical hammer head, is surrounded by a circle of faint patterns.
I don't know why, but when this hammer appeared in Tang San's hand, the air in the whole room seemed a little depressed, and Tang San seemed to be unable to bear the weight of the small hammer, so he could only hold it, and his arms slowly drooped.
His face has become a little pale.
Unlike Blue Silver Grass, which hardly required the use of Xuantian Technique, this small black hammer absorbed almost all of Tang San's internal energy as soon as it appeared. He could only barely control himself to hold the hammer handle tightly. Although it seemed that this
The hammer has a small handle, but in fact, it weighs much 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 hammer puts such a heavy load on my arm.
When Tang Hao's hand held his, a warm feeling of blood connection made Tang San feel particularly comfortable, "Dad, is something wrong?"
Looking at the small black hammer, the excited light that disappeared before reappeared in Tang Hao's eyes, "Twin martial spirits. They turned out to be twin martial spirits. Son, my son."
Suddenly, Tang Hao opened his powerful arms and hugged Tang San tightly into his arms.
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 been reduced by the years, and his embrace is very warm. That kind of father's love brings
The sense of security cannot be replaced 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 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, he didn't want the hammer to fall off and hit his father.
"Dad, I can't hold on any longer." Tang San couldn't help but say.
Tang Hao opened his arms and said, "Take it back."
The black light dissipated and the weight disappeared. Tang San was very surprised. It was obviously a hammer formed by a special force mixed with his Xuantian Kung, but why couldn't he lift it? What surprised him even more was that he had summoned the hammer.
After that little hammer, my internal energy was consumed by seventy-seven.