Chapter 10 The Nonsense Tang Ritian
three days later.

The morning sun came in from the window and shone on Xiao Yan's face on the bed, making him feel warm...

"call…"

After sitting quietly for a while, Xiao Yan took a long breath, slowly climbed out of bed, stretched his muscles and bones, and then changed his clothes.

Dangdang knocking sounded in the blacksmith shop.

After Tang San awakened his twin martial souls, Tang Hao got a new small stove in the blacksmith shop, and he began to teach Tang San to practice casting.

It was also from this day that Tang Hao drank less wine and had more food at home, but unfortunately, the extra food did not have Xiao Yan's share.

It was just prepared by Tang Hao for Tang San who possesses twin spirits.

"Father, I've finished forging that [-] blows." Tang San said.

"Oh? Really?" Hearing these words, the light in Tang Hao's eyes seemed to brighten a bit, and he said, "Bring it here and show me."

I saw Tang San holding an iron block in front of Tang Hao, the whole body of the iron block was pitch-black, although its shape looked irregular, every surface was extremely smooth.

"It's not bad." Tang Hao grabbed the jet-black iron block in his hands, and put it in front of his eyes for a closer look.

"Father, you're getting old. In a few years, when I'm older, let me take over your job. Being a blacksmith is also pretty good." For Tang San, the blacksmith profession is undoubtedly the most important. It is suitable for him to forge hidden weapons.

Hearing this, Tang Hao was a little distracted, and murmured: "The profession of blacksmith seems to be good." Tang Hao pulled over a dilapidated chair, sat down lazily, and said lightly: "Little San, come here. Tell me what kind of blacksmith is the best blacksmith."

"A blacksmith who can forge divine weapons." Tang San thought for a while and said.

"Sacred weapon? Xiaosan, you also know the divine weapon." Tang Hao's eyes flashed a gleam, his eyes shifted to the pig iron, and he continued to ask: "Then tell me how the divine weapon is made."

Tang San didn't even think about it, and replied directly: "Of course it's a weapon made of god-level materials."

"No, you're wrong." Tang Hao stretched out a finger, shook it in front of Tang San, and explained: "If you want to become a qualified blacksmith, remember what I said, and use the best materials to make it." It’s not the best blacksmith, but a synthesizer at best. A true master craftsman uses ordinary iron to forge artifacts.”

Hearing these words, Xiao Yan who was beside him laughed out loud.

Fan Tie forged an artifact?Isn't this pure nonsense?
Things made of Fantie are called artifacts, so what is made of god-level materials?
Using ordinary iron to make artifacts is equivalent to a person who has not received a good education and has extremely poor talent, but you expect him to become an excellent person.

This is like making Yu Xiaogang a good-for-nothing to become a god.

How is this possible?

Moreover, in the original book, Tang Hao said to use ordinary iron to make artifacts at the beginning, but in the later stage, neither he, Lou Gao, Tai Tan, nor Tang San made any artifacts without relying on high-grade materials.

In the later stage, the materials needed by Tang San to make hidden weapons became more and more precious, and he was the king of the metal world, Shen Hai Shen Yin, without any trace of Fan Tie.

Seeing Xiao Yan laughing out loud, Tang Hao's face was cold and stern, he stood up, a trace of mockery flashed in his eyes, and asked: "Xiao Yan, what are you laughing at?"

"I'm not kidding. I just feel that the top-level weapons should be equipped with the best materials. The base determines the superstructure." After saying this, Xiao Yan left the blacksmith shop.

He didn't bother arguing with Tang Hao, an alcoholic.

Today is a good day for Su Yuntao to pick him up to Wuhun Hall.

Hearing Xiao Yan's remarks, Tang Hao was also slightly distracted.

At the entrance of Shenghun Village, the trees are sparse and the grass is green.

After Xiao Yan left the blacksmith shop, he came to the entrance of the holy soul village, waiting patiently for Su Yuntao's arrival, but he never waited for Su Yuntao's figure from the sun rising in the east to the setting in the west. He was very puzzled.

Thinking for a moment, thinking of what Tang Hao said to himself a few days ago, and Tang Hao leaving the Holy Soul Village alone not long after, Xiao Yan already guessed some results in his heart.

This Wuhundian deacon should never come to pick him up.

It seemed that he had to find a chance to get out of here by himself.

...............

The next morning.

Just after dawn, a faint white fish maw rises in the far east.

During breakfast, Tang Hao seemed very silent, even his appetite was much less than before, his eyes fell on Tang San and Xiao Yan from time to time.

After breakfast, Tang San and Xiao Yan habitually cleaned up the dishes, but Tang San was stopped by Tang Hao.

"You guys clean up later. Xiaosan, let me ask you, do you want to become a soul master?" Tang Hao asked aloud.

"Yeah." Tang San froze for a moment, then nodded.

He was also unwilling to lie to his father Tang Hao, and directly expressed his true thoughts.

In Tang Hao's heart, Tang San possesses twin spirits that are unique in all, and in the future he will definitely be able to use him to wrestle with the Wuhun Hall, and maybe revitalize the sect, so he must find a way to train him .

As for Xiao Yan, he didn't think it was of much use value.

It's a pity that Tang Hao doesn't know that Xiao Yan also has two martial souls.

Xiao Yan would not be like that idiot Tang San, who foolishly said everything about himself.

When Xiao Yan was still a baby, Tang Hao didn't feed him some milk or anything, but directly poured hot porridge into his mouth. This hot fatherly love made him think that he had fallen into the hands of his enemies.

He even thought that Tang Hao was going to torture him to death.

Therefore, Xiao Yan has always been wary of Tang Hao since he grew up. Coupled with what happened a few days ago, the relationship between the two has reached a freezing point. It is naturally impossible for Xiao Yan to tell Tang Hao everything.

"Little San, come, let me teach you something." Tang Hao finally made up his mind, and was going to teach Tang San the Wind Hammer Technique of Disorderly Cloak.

Hearing this, Tang San walked up to Tang Hao.

"Little San, tell me first, when you swing the casting hammer when you forge, which part of your body exerts force first." Tang Hao asked lightly.

Tang San thought for a while, and said: "It should be the waist. Drive the back from the waist, and then use the arm to swing the casting hammer."

"Then tell me again, how many hearts does a person have?" Tang Hao didn't deny Tang San's statement, and continued to ask.

"One." Tang San was a little uncertain.

Tang Hao shook his head, and said: "No, you're not bad, remember, there are three in a person's heart, not one."

Hearing this, the corner of Xiao Yan's mouth twitched into mockery again, thinking that this old fellow Tang Hao must be crazy?
Tang Hao seemed to be sick again, talking crazily all day long, yesterday he said to use ordinary iron to make artifacts, today he said that people have three hearts?

Xiao Yan now just wants to leave this 'home' as soon as possible.

After staying here for a long time, he was afraid that he would get sick.

"Three?" Tang San also stared at Tang Hao dumbfounded, he always felt that his father was fooling him.

ps: Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket.

(End of this chapter)

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