[Douluo] Twin Souls

Soul ring, spirit beast, these two brand new names kept echoing in Tang San's heart.Although he wasn't sure whether his guess was correct, but Xuantian Kungfu had been unable to break through the bottleneck, and this spirit ring was obviously a breakthrough.

At this moment, Jack had come back to his senses, looked down at Tang San and Tang Lan, and said in surprise:

"Xiaosan, Xiaolan, you two can't be the boy who is full of soul power, Wuhun blue silver grass and fan that the master said."

Tang San and Tang Lan looked at each other, nodded, and said:

"It's us."

Old Jack squatted down, looked at the two children,

"I didn't expect you two brothers to be so talented. It's a pity that you have such a father that you don't have a good martial soul to pass on to you. Otherwise, maybe you two can really become the second or third soul in our village." Saint. Tell Grandpa, would you like to go to a special school to learn the cultivation methods of soul masters. Only there can you have the most accurate knowledge about martial souls."

Tang San had already developed a strong interest in Wuhun at this time, especially this Wuhun was related to his own Xuantian Kungfu, but he still didn't have a direct and affirmative answer, because of his father and because of Tang Lan.Although I have a strong interest in Wuhun now, what about Xiaolan?Xiaolan might not be willing to leave here.

"Grandpa Jack, you have to ask Dad about it."

Jack suddenly came to his senses, yes, no matter how sensible a child is, he is still a child after all, no matter what, Tang Hao's opinion should be consulted.

There was a bit of determination in his eyes, although he really didn't want to meet that sloppy ghost, but in order to become a famous soul master in the village, he didn't care much about it.Besides, this time it might be two at a time.

"Let's go, Xiaosan, Xiaolan, grandpa will take you home."

Old Jack sent back the other children first, let their parents take them away, and then brought Tang San and Tang Lan back to the blacksmith shop.

In the morning, it was Tang Hao's routine bedtime, and the blacksmith shop was quiet.

"Tang Hao, Tang Hao."

Old Jack didn't care whether Tang Hao was sleeping or not, he really hated this sloppy blacksmith.If the farm tools he forged were not so cheap, he would have kicked Tang Hao out of the village a long time ago.

While calling Tang Hao, Old Jack glanced around, and wanted to find a chair to sit down, but looking at those tattered things, he really didn't have the courage to pull them over.He is not young anymore, and he doesn't want to break his muscles and bones here.

"Who's yelling."

Tang Hao's slightly angry voice sounded, and the inner door curtain was lifted, and he walked out slowly.He first saw his two sons, and then turned his attention to Old Jack,

"Old Jack, what are you doing?"

Jack said angrily: "Today is the day when your son's martial spirit is awakened. You don't know how important it is? Other families are accompanied by their parents, but you are still the same."

As if Tang Hao didn't hear Jack's sarcasm, he looked at his sons again,

"Xiao San, Xiao Lan, your martial spirit has awakened? What is it?"

Tang San said: "Father, mine is blue silver grass, and Xiaolan's is folding fan."

"Blue Silver Grass?"

For some reason, when Tang Hao, who was not very interested in any foreign objects, heard these three words, his body trembled a bit, and a special gleam appeared in his eyes.

Only Tang San noticed the change in Tang Hao's expression, while Tang Lan leaned on Tang San and yawned a little, as if he didn't care about these things.And the old Jack on the side naturally didn't care about the expression of a sloppy blacksmith, and said directly:

"Although it is blue silver grass and fan, Xiaosan and Xiaolan are both born with full soul power. Tang Hao, I have decided that every year there will be a place for work-study students in the village. Our village has not used it for several years. Coincidentally, I should be able to send one more this year. Then these two places will be given to Xiaosan and Xiaolan. Let them go to Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy to study, and the travel expenses will be covered by the village."

"Blue silver grass, blue silver grass."

Tang Hao muttered a few words, then raised his head abruptly, his eyes revealed a firm light that Tang San and Tang Lan had never seen before, and said in a deep voice:

"No."

"What did you say? I heard it right, right?" Jack plucked his ears, looked at Tang Hao in surprise,

"You should know how precious this opportunity is. Even if there is a soul sage in our Holy Soul Village, there is only one quota a year. In other villages, two or three villages can share a quota. Do you know? But it's a good opportunity. Maybe, the two brothers Xiaosan and Xiaolan will become masters in the future."

Tang Hao gave Jack a cold look,

"What's the use of being a master? All I know is that if they leave, no one will cook for me. Blue silver grass, and a folding fan? What do you think the blue silver grass and the martial spirit of the fan can cultivate into?" That's just a useless martial soul."

Old Jack said angrily: "But they are all born with full soul power. As long as they can get a soul ring, even the worst quality soul ring, they can immediately become a soul master. Soul master, do you know? We There hasn't been a soul master in the village for many years."

Tang Hao said indifferently: "This is your real purpose. If you say no, you just can't. You can go."

"Tang-hao-!"

The anger in Old Jack's chest had been burned to the limit.

Tang Hao still looked lazy,

"Don't be so loud, I'm not deaf. I said, you can go."

"Grandpa Jack, don't be angry. We still don't want to learn the ability of a soul master. Dad is right. The blue silver grass and the folding fan are just useless martial souls. Thank you for your kindness."

Although Jack hated Tang Hao extremely, he liked the sensible Tang San very much, and looked at the obedient Tang Lan who was standing aside, his anger gradually calmed down, and he let out a long sigh,

"Good boy, grandpa is not angry. Well, grandpa is leaving." Then he turned and walked outside.

Tang San hurriedly saw them off.Dad can ignore it, but Jack is the head of the village, and he is very kind to the two brothers, and he will never be less polite.

Jack stopped at the door of the blacksmith shop, turned to look at Tang Hao, and said earnestly:

"Tang Hao, your life is over like this, but Xiaosan and Xiaolan are still young, don't you think they should be given a way to make a living? Don't delay them, become soul masters, at least the two brothers will not be like soul masters in the future. You are so down and out. If you change your mind, come to me. There are still three months before the registration time for this year's Notting Junior Academy of Soul Masters."

Tang San sent old Jack away, and he felt somewhat lost in his heart, after all, the spirit ring Su Yuntao mentioned might be related to his Xuantian Kungfu breakthrough.But he didn't show it. He believed that there were still opportunities.

Pulling Tang Lan back to the blacksmith's shop slowly, Tang Hao surprisingly didn't go back to his room to continue sleeping, but sat on a chair and closed his eyes to rest.

"Dad, go back to your room and sleep for a while, I'll go prepare lunch."

Tang Hao still closed his eyes, and said lightly:

"Are you also disappointed? Do you also want to become a soul master?"

Tang San froze for a moment, "It's okay, Dad, it's good to be a blacksmith, I can support you and Xiaolan as well. Didn't you promise me to teach me how to forge farm tools?"

Tang Hao slowly opened his eyes. From his eyes, Tang San saw the excitement. Before he knew it, Tang Hao's right fist had been clenched tightly, and there was a trace of extremely cold aura on his old face.

"Soul master? What's the use of a soul master? Don't say it's just a useless martial soul, even if it's the most powerful martial soul, what use is the most powerful soul master? But it's still trash."

Tang Hao was very emotional, his body was trembling, and Tang San vaguely saw something crystal clear in his father's eyes.

Running over, Tang San held Tang Hao's fist, "Dad, don't be angry, I just don't want to be a soul master. Xiaolan and I will always be with you and cook for you."

Tang Lan also obediently grabbed Tang Hao's other hand. Although he didn't get close to this father very often, Tang Lan still approved of this father from the bottom of his heart.At such times, he would naturally give himself comfort.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Hao's excitement came and went quickly, and said lightly:

"Release all your martial souls and show me."

"it is good."

Both Tang San and Tang Lan nodded, Tang San raised his right hand, the Xuantian Kungfu in his body was activated quietly, he felt that special heat flow merged with the Xuantian Kungfu in his consciousness, and a faint blue light appeared in his palm , In an instant, a blue grass had appeared in Tang San's hands.Tang Lan's was a smear of jet black like thick ink, gradually forming a small folding fan in his hand.

Staring blankly at the blue silver grass in Tang San's hand, Tang Hao lost his mind for a while, and it took him a long time to gradually recover, the light in his eyes hesitated, and he murmured:

"Blue silver grass, it really is blue silver grass. It's the same as hers."

When he turned around and saw Tang Lan's folding fan again, his body trembled suddenly, he grabbed Tang Lan's hand, and carefully looked at the small jet-black folding fan.

"This this……"

Suddenly, Tang Hao let go of Tang Lan's hand, stood up abruptly, turned around and walked in, the sudden movement almost caused Tang Lan in front of him to fall, and the folding fan spirit in his hand disappeared by itself.

"dad?"

Tang Hao waved his hand impatiently,

"do not bother me."

With that said, he opened the door curtain and entered the room.

"But……"

Tang Lan and Tang San looked at each other, and they both saw each other's affirmation and doubts.

"Xiaolan and I still have a martial spirit."

Tang San still told the difference between himself and Tang Lan and others after the awakening of Wuhun today.This is a question that none of them asked Su Yuntao and Jack, after all, those are just outsiders.

[General Outline of Tangmen Xuantian Treasure Record, Article [-]: Never let someone who cannot be fully trusted know how much you really have. 】

Tang San has long been familiar with the Xuantian Treasure Record, and he absolutely insists on implementing the general outline.Of course, he also strictly demanded Tang Lan in this way.He and Tang Lan always have a tacit understanding of each other's meaning without words. This may be due to Tang Lan's usual reticence, or it may be the wonderful connection between their twins.Today, both of them discovered the strangeness of each other for the first time, and very tacitly kept silent in front of outsiders.

The door curtain was lifted abruptly, and Tang Hao reappeared outside. At this time, his face was already full of shock. It could be seen that his eyes were red, as if he was crying just now.

Both Tang San and Tang Lan didn't speak, but Tang San slowly raised his left hand as he raised his right hand before.This time, it's the opposite of the first time.Faint black light spewed out from the palm of Tang San's hand.The brilliance instantly condensed, and a strange thing appeared in Tang San's palm.

In Tang San's hand was a black hammer, the handle was about half a foot long, the hammer head was a cylinder, it looked like a miniature casting hammer, but on the black surface of the hammer, there was a Special light, on the cylindrical hammer head, there is a circle of faint patterns.The pattern was astonishingly the same as the one on Tang Lan's folding fan.

Tang Lan stood aside, staring curiously at the hammer in Tang Lan's hand.I don't know why, when this hammer appeared in Tang San's hands, the air in the whole room seemed a bit oppressive, and Tang San seemed unable to bear the weight of the small hammer, he could only hold him, his arms drooping slowly.His face has become a little pale.

Unlike the Blue Silver Grass that hardly needs to consume Xuantian Skill, this small black hammer absorbed almost all of Tang San's internal energy as soon as it appeared.He could barely control himself to hold the hammer handle tightly.Although it looks like this hammer is small, in fact, its weight is far more than that of a casting hammer.

"This, this is..."

Tang Hao came in front of Tang San almost at a stride, grabbed his hand holding the hammer, and brought it in front of him. Tang Hao's hand was very strong. At least now Tang San no longer felt that the hammer was so big to his arm. The load is off.

When Tang Hao's hand held his hand, a warm feeling of blood connection made Tang San feel extremely comfortable,

"Dad, what's wrong?"

Looking at the little black hammer, the excited light that disappeared before reappeared in Tang Hao's eyes,

"Twin martial souls. It turned out to be twin martial souls. Son, my son."

Suddenly, Tang Hao opened his powerful arms, hugging Tang San tightly into his embrace.

Tang Hao's chest is very broad, perhaps because he has been a blacksmith for a long time. Although he looks lazy on the surface, the muscles on his body have not diminished due to the years, and his embrace is very warm.Nothing else can replace the sense of security that a father's love brings.

"dad?"