Soul Land's

Chapter 3: Part 2

When Tang San saw the old Jack, his heart had also fallen many times. After all, Su Yuntao's ring spirit words could have some bearing on the matter of breakthrough his Heaven Mysterious skill. However he did not let this greatly affect his behavior, he was sure he still had a chance.

No hurry he went back to the blacksmith. Tang Hao amazingly had yet to return to the inner room to continue sleeping, and was somewhat sitting on a chair with his eyes closed and resting.

” Father, you can go back to the inner room to take a short nap, I will go prepare lunch. ’

Tang Hao, his eyes still closed, indifferently said,

’Did you also feel very disappointed? You also want to be a spirit teacher? ’

Tang San was somewhat surprised, though,

’’ That doesn't matter, dad. Being a blacksmith is also good, it can also support us. You promised to teach me how to forge farming tools, didn't you? ’’

Tang Hao slowly opened his eyes. In the middle of her eyes, Tang San saw a restless mood. Unwittingly, Tang Hao's right fist was already tightly held, and his already gray and old-looking face showed traces of ice-cold air,

“Master Spirit? What is the point of being a spirit teacher? Not to mention a mere trash spirit, even the loudest spirit or the most powerful spirit was what use? Still just good for nothing, that's all. ’’

Tang Hao's mood was extremely agitated, his entire body trembling. Tian San saw in his father's eyes something glittering.

Running, Tang San clutched Tang Hao's fist,

“Dad, don't get mad, I don't want to be a spirit teacher. I'll always accompany you and make you food. ”

Taking a deep breath, Tang Hao's agitation left as quickly as it came, and he calmly said:

“Bring out your spirit and let me see.”

“Good.”

Tang San nodded, raising his right hand. Within his body the Mysterious Heaven skill quietly pushed, and in his consciousness he felt a strange warm current being absorbed with the Mysterious Heaven Skill. A pale blue light appeared on his palm, in an instant, a soft little grass appeared.

Staring dazedly at the blue silver grass in Tang San's hands, Tang Hao was in an forgetful spell, for a long time until he gradually recovered. Eyes bright and swallowing loudly, he muttered in a low voice:

“Blue silver grass; it really is blue silver grass. And just like hers. “

Suddenly, Tang Hao excitedly stood up and walked into the inner space, a sudden movement almost causing him to fall in front of Tang San, the blue silver grass spirit in his hand dissolving itself.

“Dad.”

Tang Hao impatiently waved his hand,

“Do not disturb me.”

While talking, he had already entered through the inner room door curtain.

“But, I still have another spirit.”

Tang San still knew after today's spirit that/that was the case was unusual. He did not ask this question to Su Yuntao or old Jack, after all, the two of them were just strangers, nothing more.

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Tang San had thoroughly studied the Mysterious Heaven Recording by heart, and he was even more persistent in sticking to general principles.

The door curtain was forcibly removed, and Tang Hao appeared again into the outer space, his face already filled with a shocked expression. Both of her eyes were red, as if crying a moment ago.

Tang San did not open his mouth, somewhat like a moment ago he raised his right hand, and he slowly raised his left hand. This time, instead of a blue light, a pale black light gushed out from the middle of his palm, in a brilliant flash of light, as a strange object appeared in his hand.

That's a pitch-black hammer. The handle of the hammer is about half chi in length, with a cylindrical hammer. It would appear to resemble a smaller version of the forging hammer, but the black surface of the hammer had a strange light, and on the circular cylinder hammer a faint circle of decorative patterns.

For some reason, just like the hammer that appeared in the middle of Tang San's hand, all the air in the room felt rather heavy, like a hammer that appeared in the middle of Tang San's hand, and Tang San as if unable to withstand the weight of the little hammer could only hold it in, his arm slowly drooped. His facial expression had already become somewhat pale.

Different from the blue silver grass that seemed unnecessary to exhaust Mysterious Heaven Skill, when this black little hammer appeared, it practically sucked Tang San's own internal strength. He could also only with effort set his grip tightly on the handle of the hammer. Although it seemed that the hammer was very small, but in reality its weight exceeded that of the forging hammer so far.

“This, this ....”

Tang Hao was less than a step forward in front of Tang San, and held a hammer in his hand to carry in front of his face. Tang Hao's hand had incredible strength, at least Tang San no longer felt that/it was his hand holding such a huge weight.

Just as Tang Hao clasped his hand, a feeling like warm blood coursing through his veins made Tang San's heart comfortable,

“Dad, what's up?”

Looking at the black little hammer, a disappearing agitated light appeared in Tang Hao's eyes once again,

“Roh twins. It was actually a twin spirit. Son, son. “

Suddenly, Tang Hao widened his strong arms, and tightly hugged Tang San in his chest.

Tang Hao's chest was very wide. Perhaps it was because in his long work as a blacksmith, although on the surface he looked extremely sluggish, the muscles in his body had certainly not diminished for many years, and was held in his arms very warmly. Such fatherly love brings an irreplaceable sense of security.

“Dad.”

Tang San stopped, somewhat dumbfounded. As far as she could remember, this was the first time Tang Hao had embraced her in this manner.

The hammer in his hand seemed to be becoming heavier and heavier, and although Tang San was very fond of the warmth from this father's love, he even more did not want the iron hammer to slip out of his hand and crush his father.

“Daddy, I can't hold on.”

Tang San could not bear to say these words.

Tang Hao let go of his arm, though,

“Pull it.”

Spread in a black light, its weight disappeared. Tang San's heart felt very strange; this hammer was undoubtedly a hybrid with his extraordinary inner abilities, but why was he still unable to lift it? What else surprised him was that/it was after summoning that little hammer, his inner strength was actually almost completely exhausted.

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