Douluo's Death Angel

Once Xiaosan becomes dependent on Wuhundian Academy, it will be Xiaosan who will be tormented.Tang Hao didn't want this to happen, so he cut it off from the beginning.

Hearing his father's words, Tang San's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and an unspeakable sense of excitement hit his heart. The inability of Xuantian Kungfu to break through has always been the biggest knot in his heart, and the soul ring of the soul master is obviously an opportunity.

"Dad, why did you change your mind?"

Tang Hao asked back: "Then are you going or not?"

Tang San said: "But, no one will cook for you when I go." At this moment, he already understood that the reason why his father got up so early today was to find the village head Jack.

Tang Hao said coldly: "Do I still need you to take care of me? You just go. This is the path you choose. There is a quota in Saint Soul Village every year, and it is a waste if you don't use it. The casting method I gave you can be Let you find a blacksmith shop in the city as an apprentice, and the tuition and meals should be enough."

Although what Tang Hao said was very cold, Tang San's eye circles were still hot. Although Tang Hao's attitude towards him hadn't changed in the past few months, after Tang Hao taught him casting, the tall and old man in front of him , has become more and more like a father to him.Although he wanted to learn about soul masters, but at this moment he was also somewhat reluctant to part with his father.

Tang Hao said: "I let you go to Notting Junior College with conditions. You can only go if you agree to my conditions."

"I promise." Tang San said without hesitation.

Tang Hao frowned slightly, "Did you agree to my request easily without asking? As a man, you must do what you promise, don't be a person who promises lightly."

Tang San said very naturally: "No matter what Dad asks me to do, I will agree. Dad must be doing it for my own good."

Tang Hao was slightly startled, Tang San said it very casually, but it was that kind of natural trust that made his mood change slightly.

"No matter how you cultivate your soul power in the future, I want you to promise me that you will not give any soul ring to your hammer martial soul, and don't even let anyone see it appear. Don't let others know that you are twin martial souls. Can you do it?"

Tang San was stunned for a moment, "What about the Blue Silver Grass Wuhun?"

Tang Hao said: "You can use and cultivate the Blue Silver Grass Wuhun at will, and it's no problem to apply any Wuhun. Twin Wuhun doesn't mean that both Wuhun need to rely on the spirit ring to improve their soul power before they can continue to practice. As long as there is one Wuhun With a soul ring, the bottleneck of soul power improvement will disappear."

Tang San said: "That is to say, from now on I will only use the Blue Silver Grass spirit, right?"

Tang Hao nodded, "Don't use that hammer unless your life is in danger."

"Okay, I promise you." Tang San nodded solemnly.For him, it doesn't matter whether he cultivates martial spirit or not, and what kind of spirit ring he uses, as long as he can find a way to break through the bottleneck of Xuantian Kung Fu.His Tang Sect hidden weapon does not need the assistance of Wuhun.

In the eyes of others, maybe the blue silver grass is just a useless martial spirit, but Tang San has never been depressed because of the blue silver grass. Tangmen's hidden weapons have been cultivated to a certain level, and it is not empty talk that flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people. real.The Blue Silver Grass is formed by the condensed soul power, that is, the internal force of Xuantian Kung Fu. As long as the internal force is sufficient, it is almost an infinite hidden weapon.

"There are also those two people. You have less contact with them. They are not something you can provoke now. I felt something nasty about that young man."

Tang San froze for a moment, then nodded, "Then should I ask them to hunt spirit rings?"

"This kind of trivial matter is fine, just don't have too much friendship." Tang Hao reminded him, that boy reminded him of Chihiro Ji.

Hatred appeared in Tang Hao's eyes, Ah Yin would not have died without Chihiro Ji.Xiaosan will not be born without a mother.

Besides, judging from the temperament of that young man, he has a very good background, and he is very likely to be a descendant of the high-level Wuhun Hall.

"I understand, I will alienate them." Tang San agreed without any hesitation.

To him, everyone else is a stranger, only Dad is the most important.

"Okay, let's eat." Tang Hao said.

Not to mention that the family was impoverished, Tang San didn't have anything to prepare at all, just tidying up his clothes with large and small patches would be considered complete.

However, this day he didn't listen to Tang Hao and just packed his things, the sound of forging still echoed in his room.In order to be able to manufacture all kinds of hidden weapons in the future, Tang San understood that everything could only depend on himself, and the casting technique taught by his father absolutely had to be practiced diligently.When the hidden weapon stunt has not been cultivated to the peak, the quality of the hidden weapon itself plays a decisive role.Especially super hidden weapons of the level of Buddha's Fury Tanglian, which are so precise that there can be no mistakes.

This day was extremely long, and it was the first time Tang San felt uneasy after coming to this world. For the outside world, he had expectations, but also somewhat feared.No matter in Tangmen or in Shenghun Village, he has no experience of training outside. In this regard, he is really no different from a child.He has been thinking, what kind of excitement can the outside world bring to him?

After dinner, Tang Hao went out for a drink without saying a word, it seemed no different from usual.He told Tang San not to disturb him to sleep when he leaves tomorrow morning.

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Pointing his toes to the ground, exerting force on his calf, Tang San used Ghost Shadow Mistracking, and headed down the mountain.

The familiar porridge is fragrant, this is the last time to cook for his father before leaving, Tang San certainly won't be lazy.Looking at the firewood under the stove, I added some water to the porridge, so that my father could drink hot porridge after he woke up.

Old Jack has already arrived, perhaps because he is going to Notting City, today's Old Jack specially wore a new suit, looking a bit more hale and hearty.

"Little San, let's go. Your slacker father won't get up anymore." Jack greeted Tang San.

Tang San made a silent gesture to Jack, "Grandpa, please keep your voice down, Dad doesn't like people disturbing him when he sleeps." While talking, he took out a piece of burnt charcoal from the stove, and wrote on the ground After a few lines of writing, he looked back at his father's door with reluctance, and then quietly left with Jack on his shoulders.

Tang San didn't know much about the characters of this world, he only read them occasionally when teaching children how to learn characters in private schools in the village.After all, he has the skills of the previous life, and he has also mastered some basic characters.

The door curtain was lifted, and a tall figure came out from the inside. Tang Hao's eyes did not show any sleepiness. When he walked to the door, he could vaguely see the thin bodies of Old Jack and Tang San.

Tang Hao stood still, until the backs of Tang San and the village chief Jack had completely disappeared, he still stood there for a while.

As if remembering something, Tang Hao suddenly turned around and walked back to the blacksmith shop, looking at the words Tang San left for him on the ground.

Very simple two sentences, "Dad, Grandpa Jack and I are leaving. You have to take care of yourself and drink less. The porridge is in the pot, don't forget to drink it."

Turning his eyes from the writing on the ground to the iron pot beside him, Tang Hao rushed over, swept off the lid of the iron pot, and picked up the iron pot with both hands.

Since Tang San just added water, the porridge in the iron pot hadn't boiled again, but Tang Hao just took the iron pot and poured it into his mouth, swallowing big mouthfuls, in his eyes, he didn't know When has there been an extra layer of hazy water.

Walking on the road, Tang San silently followed Old Jack, turning his head to look in the direction of the village from time to time.

"Little San, can you miss the village or your alcoholic father?" Jack patted Tang San's head and asked with a smile.

"A little bit." Tang San replied in a low voice.

Jack smiled slightly, and said: "Compared to my ineffective grandsons, you are much more sensible. If you were my grandson, how wonderful it would be. That alcoholic Tang Hao is really lucky. Don't think too much about it. , the outside world is very vast. When you go to Notting Junior College, you will meet many friends and learn a lot of knowledge. After you have the title of soul master, the country will send you a monthly subsidy. At that time, Your life will be better too."

After all, Tang San is a man of two lifetimes. Listening to Jack's words, his emotions have gradually returned to normal, and he can't bear the longing for the outside world. He asked: "Grandpa Jack, can you tell me about the academy? What exactly is that place?"

Jack smiled and said, "College is of course a place to study. Although I have never been to it, I still know most of it. Our village has a place for work-study students every year, but there have been no work-study students for many years. Work-study There are still many preferential conditions for students. Tuition and accommodation fees are exempted, and you only need to pay for meals yourself. You can do some simple work in the college in exchange for food. For example, cleaning classrooms and the like. Generally speaking, The work-study students study in the college is similar to free. If you pay to study, it is not something we poor people can afford.”