Douluo: I, Qian Renxue, want to be the empress

Chapter 17 Tang San is reborn

Douluo Continent, southwest of Tiandou Empire, Fasnuo Province.

Holy Soul Village, if you just listen to its name, it is definitely a quite surprising name, but in fact, it is just a small village with only more than 300 households in the south of Notting City in Fasino Province.

The reason why it is called Holy Soul Village is because according to legend, a soul master of the Soul Saint level walked out here a hundred years ago, hence the name. This is also the eternal pride of Saint Soul Village.

It was just dawning, and a faint fish-belly white color rose in the distance in the east. On a hill that was only more than a hundred meters high adjacent to the Holy Soul Village, there was already a thin figure.

He was a child who was only five or six years old. It was obvious that he often endured the warmth of the sun. His skin showed a healthy wheat color. His short black hair looked neat. Although his clothes were simple, they were also clean.

Tang San had a look of resentment on his face, staring into the distance. He didn't understand why he came back to this bad place again.

When he was about to ascend to the God Realm, suddenly, the energy of chaos appeared in the sky and attacked him. He tried to avoid it but couldn't. His vision went dark, and he opened his eyes again and returned to this place.

What is this stuff? What's going on? Let him do it again? He simply wanted to make him, the Great God King of the Tang Dynasty, swear.

Could it be that Shura and Poseidon hadn't finished testing him yet, so they asked him to do it again? hateful!

But Tang San still planned to follow the previous path, step by step, and become the God King step by step.

However, this time he had no intention of only accepting the little rabbit. How could this trouble-making rabbit be worthy of his status as Shura God King and Poseidon God?

In this life, he wants to bring all those who loved him in the previous life into the harem. Beauties like Qian Renxue and Hu Liena, Jie Jie Jie, are all his. Thinking of this, the expression on Tang San's little face became more and more obscene.

He Tang San, a man of three generations, why would he accept some women? He is the future law enforcer of the God Realm, King Lan Hao of Tiandou, and the head of the Tang Sect!

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Tang San's home lives on the west side of Holy Soul Village. At the head of the village, the three adobe houses can be said to be the simplest in the entire village. On the large roof in the middle, there is a wooden sign about one meter in diameter with a painting on it. Holding a simple hammer.

The most widespread representation of the hammer in this world refers to the blacksmith.

When Tang San thought that he, the majestic god king, had to cook for Tang Hao since he was a child, he became angry!

Tang Hao is really a father in vain, huh, if he doesn't still need to protect him when he grows up, huh huh.

Tang San still endured it, his good temper was his greatest advantage, so he should cook for him as before.

From the age of four, when Tang San was still taller than the stove, cooking had been his daily job. Even if you have to step on a stool to reach the stove.

He hadn't cooked for more than ten years, so he was still unfamiliar with everything in front of him.

When I came to the stove, I groped unfamiliarly on the wooden stool and opened the lid of the large iron pot. The aroma of rice came to my nostrils, and the porridge in the pot was already cooked.

This was cooked by the original Tang San.

I couldn't help but despise Tang Ritian in my heart, asking him to do these things as a child was not worthy of being the father of his Tang Shenwang!

"Dad, it's time to eat." Tang San still held back his anger and shouted. He must not be in a hurry now and should come step by step. After all, the Spirit Hall is still there and still needs his protection.

After a while, the curtain in the inner room was lifted, and a tall figure walked out with somewhat staggering steps.

It was a middle-aged man who looked to be close to fifty years old, but he was very tall and burly, but his dress was not flattering.

The torn robe was worn on the body, without even a patch on it, revealing the bronze skin underneath. The originally fairly regular facial features were covered with a layer of waxy yellow, looking sleepy, and the hair was as messy as a bird's nest. The beard on his face has not been trimmed for an unknown number of days.

His eyes were dull and dim, and even though a night had passed, the tangy smell of alcohol on his body still made Tang San frown.

This is Ricao Douluo, the famous Tang Sledgehammer!

Tang Hao grabbed the bowl on the table, and poured the porridge into his belly without fear of burning it. His dark yellow face looked a little brighter now.

Tang San became even more contemptuous when he saw this anxious look. This look was worthy of being the father of this god king!

He didn't know how to cook for himself, so Tang Hao made him a cow and a horse when he was four years old! If it weren't for the fact that he was the father of this body and that Tang Shenwang was kind-hearted and took him to the God Realm, wouldn't he be worthy of ascension with his qualifications?

Soon, 70 to 80% of the pot of porridge went into Tang Ritian's stomach. He let out a sigh of relief and put the bowl on the table.

His droopy eyelids opened a little, and he looked at Tang San with a sizing look.

He had always wondered whether the Tang San in front of him had been taken away from him. Back then, he had fought with Wuhun Palace for three days and had no time to care about Tang San.

How can a child survive without eating or drinking for three days?

And he hasn't been affected by the war yet. How can he cook and do housework at such a young age? I have never taught him, is this a normal child?

But that didn't stop him from continuing to observe this kid and make plans if anything went wrong.

If he is really his and Ah Yin's son, he will naturally protect him. If not, don't blame him for being cruel.

"If you have any work, take it first. I'll do it in the afternoon. I'll go and sleep for a while." Tang Hao looked at Tang San coldly.

Tang Hao's work and rest habits are very regular. He sleeps in the morning, builds some farm tools in the afternoon as income, and drinks alcohol in the evening.

"Okay, Dad." Tang San also nodded coldly. He continued to speak as he had done in his previous life.

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Tang San was following the script he knew, waiting for Old Jack to inform him of the time to awaken his martial spirit.

The awakening of martial souls is the duty of Wuhun Hall, and it is the honor of Wuhun Hall to let them awaken their martial souls.

"Tang Hao, are you busy?" While Tang San was waiting impatiently, he heard an old voice coming from outside. Tang San's eyes lit up, this is not coming.

It was afternoon now, and Tang Hao was working, building farm tools. He just hummed when he heard this.

The person who came was an old man, who looked to be in his sixties. He was slender but energetic. His clothes were clean and tidy, and his hair was meticulously combed. Compared with Tang Dachui's sloppy image, they were two extremes.

Of course Tang San knew this person, he was Jack, the village elder of Holy Soul Village.

After he became a god, the village chief was honored by him. They were so honored that they changed the name to Shenhun Village.

"Xiao San, come here, let grandpa take a look." Old Jack waved to Tang San.

Tang Hao said coldly: "What's the matter, village chief?" Old Jack was actually less than ten years older than him, but he insisted on being a generation older than him, which made Tang Hao a little unhappy.

Old Jack seemed to be used to Tang Hao's attitude, "Tang Hao, Xiao San is almost six years old. He should also participate in this year's awakening ceremony."

Tang Hao glanced at Tang San and said calmly: "Then let's participate. When is it?"

Old Jack said: "Just three days later, I'll pick him up then." He looked at Tang Hao, and it was obvious that he wanted to say that if he sent him there at your fingertips, I'm afraid it would be delayed.

Tang Hao nodded and ignored the village chief.

Tang San is so excited, he is about to awaken his martial spirit! He is a twin martial soul, the number one genius in Douluo Continent, and the future God King of Tang Dynasty.

Of course, Tang San continued to ask according to the script, what is the awakening ceremony?

Old Jack said seriously: "Each of us has our own martial soul, and when we are about six years old, we must undergo an awakening ceremony.

Having a martial spirit will enhance our abilities in certain aspects.

Even the most ordinary martial spirit will be helpful.

If you have an outstanding martial soul and can practice it, then you may even become a soul master.

The awakening ceremony only happens once a year, I can't let you miss it.

It’s the deacon of Notting City’s Martial Arts Branch—(also the famous Blind Dou Russell Yuntao) who has personally come to help the children in our village awaken.

That deacon is considered a soul master at the level of a great soul master. "

"Xiao San, our Holy Soul Village produced an eighth-level Soul Saint a hundred years ago.

It is extremely rare in the entire city of Notting, and even in the entire province of Fasno.

"You have to work hard. If you become a soul saint, you will really shine in the village."

Tang Hao on the side said disdainfully, "Old Jack, that's just a legend."

I am the famous Haotian Douluo, but your Saint Soul Village is ignorant of Mount Tai.

Even the so-called Pope of Wuhun Palace couldn't defeat him, a recently promoted Titled Douluo.

As if his scales had been touched, Old Jack was furious, "What are legends? Legends also come from facts.

Tang Hao, you have been in the village for six years, so you should understand the status of the Soul Saint in our hearts.

If I hear you insult Lord Soul Saint again, I will expel you from the village.

If it weren't for the mistress's sake, do you think I would be willing to come to your doghouse? "

Tang Hao didn't get angry, and still banged the farm tools in his hands, as if he didn't hear Jack's words.

Jack glared at him fiercely, and then said to Tang San: "In the future, you must not be as decadent as your father. Okay, I'll leave first. I'll pick you up in three days."

Our Great God King of the Tang Dynasty nodded proudly to Old Jack, thinking to himself, this God King made your Holy Soul Village become a Divine Soul Village, which is an advantage to you and has not helped me in any way.

After saying that, Old Jack left the blacksmith shop angrily.

Tang San knows how to deal with these five chapters, hey.