
Episode 1 of the World of Douluo Chapter 3 Twin Martial Souls (2)
Tang San sent the old Jack away, and he felt somewhat lost in his heart, after all, the spirit ring that Su Yuntao mentioned was probably related to his Xuantian Kungfu breakthrough. But he didn't show it, he was sure there was still a chance.
Walking slowly back to the blacksmith shop, Tang Hao surprisingly did not return to his room to continue sleeping, but sat on a chair with his eyes closed.
"Dad, go back to your room and take a nap, I'll prepare lunch."
Tang Hao still closed his eyes, and said lightly, "Are you also disappointed. Do you also want to become a soul teacher?"
Tang San was stunned for a moment, "It's okay, Father, happy to be a blacksmith, you can also support us. Didn't you promise to teach me how to forge farming tools?"
Tang Hao slowly opened his eyes. From her eyes, Tang San saw excitement. Before he knew it, Tang Hao's right hand had clenched tightly, and an extremely cold aura appeared on his old face, "Soul Teacher? What is the use of a soul teacher? Not to mention just a useless martial soul, even if it was the most powerful martial soul, what was the use of the most powerful soul teacher? But it's still useless."
Tang Hao was very emotional, his body was trembling, and Tang San vaguely saw something very clear in his father's eyes.
Running, Tang San held Tang Hao's fist, "Dad, don't get angry, I just don't want to be a soul master. I'll always be with you and cook for you."
Taking a deep breath, Tang Hao's excitement came and went quickly, and he said lightly: "Take off your martial soul and show it to me."
"Good." Tang San nodded, raising his right hand, the Xuantian Kungfu in his body activated calmly, he felt a special heat stream merge with the Xuantian Kungfu in his consciousness, and a faint blue light appeared in his palm, suddenly, a small blue grass appeared.
Staring blankly at the blue silver grass in Tang San's hands, Tang Hao was dazed for a while, and it took him a long time to gradually recover, the light in his eyes wavering, and he muttered: "Blue silver grass, it's really blue silver grass. Just like hers."
Suddenly, Tang Hao suddenly stood up, turned around and walked towards the inside, that sudden movement almost caused Tang San in front of him to fall down, and the spirit of the Blue Silver Grass in his hand also disappeared by itself.
"dad."
Tang Hao waved his hand impatiently, "Don't bother me." After saying that, he opened the curtains 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 was a question he did not ask Su Yuntao and Jack, after all, they were only outsiders.
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[General Outline of Tangmen Xuantian Treasure Records, Article 1: Don't let someone who is untrustworthy fully know how much you actually have. 】
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The door curtain suddenly lifted, and Tang Hao reappeared outside, at this moment his face was already full of shock, his eyes were red, as if he had just cried.
Tang San did not open his mouth, but slowly raised his left hand like he had raised his right hand earlier, this time, it was no longer a blue light, a dim black light coming out from his palm, brilliance instantly solidified, a strange Something appeared in his palm.
It was a black hammer, the length of the handle was about half a foot, and the head of the hammer 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 cylinder of the hammer head, the, there's a faint circle pattern.
I don't know why, when this hammer appeared in Tang San's hands, the air in the entire room seemed to be slightly depressed, and Tang San seemed to be unable to withstand the weight of that little hammer, he could only hold it in, his arms drooping slowly. His face turned a little pale.
Unlike the Blue Silver Grass which barely needed to consume Xuantian Kung Fu, this little black hammer absorbed almost all of Tang San's internal energy once it appeared. He could barely control himself to clench the hilt of the hammer. Although it looks like this hammer is small, in fact, the weight is much heavier than the casting hammer.
"This, this ..." Tang Hao came in front of Tang San almost with a step, grabbed his hand holding the hammer, and carried it in front of him Tang Hao's hand was very strong, at least Tang San no longer felt it. The hammer placed such a heavy burden on his arm.
When Tang Hao's hand held her hand, the warm feeling from the blood relation made Tang San feel very comfortable, "Dad, what's up?"
Looking at the small black hammer, an excited light disappeared before reappearing in Tang Hao's eyes, "Twin martial souls. It turned out that it was a twin martial soul. Son, son."
Suddenly, Tang Hao opened his strong arms, hugging Tang San tightly into his embrace.
Tang Hao's chest was very wide, probably because he had long since become a blacksmith, although he looked lazy on the surface, the muscles in his body had not diminished for many years, and his embrace was extremely warm. Nothing can replace the security brought by a father's love.
"Dad." Tang San was a little surprised. In her memories, this seemed to be the first time Tang Hao had hugged her like this.
The little hammer in his hand seemed to be getting heavier and heavier.Although Tang San liked the warmth brought by father love like this, he did not want the hammer to fall and hit his father.
"Dad, I can't take it anymore." Tang San would not say.
Tang Hao let go of his embrace, "Take it back."
The black light disappeared, the weight disappeared, Tang San felt very strange, it was obviously a hammer formed by a special power in his Xuantian Kungfu mix, but why could he not endure it? What surprised him even more was that after summoning that little hammer, seventy-seven of his internal energy were consumed.