Douluo Dalu

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"Oh." Soul ring, soul beast, these two new names continue to echo in Tang Sanxin. Although he is not sure whether his guess is correct, Xuan Tiangong has been unable to break through the bottleneck. This soul ring is obviously a breakthrough.

At this point, Jack has already returned to God, looking down at Tang San, surprised: "Little three, you will not be the master of the soul of the soul, the soul of the blue soul of the martial arts."

Tang nodded three times and said: "It is me."

Old Jack crouched down and looked at Tang San face to face. "Small three, I didn't expect your talent to be so good. Unfortunately, you have such a father. There is no good martial art passed on to you. Otherwise, maybe you really Can be the second soul san in our village. You tell Grandpa, you would like to go to a special school to learn the cultivation methods of the soul teacher. Only there is the most accurate knowledge about Wuhun."

At this time, Tang San had a strong interest in the Wuhun, especially the Wuhun was related to his own Xuan Tiangong, but he still did not directly answer the question. "Grandpa Jack, this is to ask my father."

Jack suddenly wakes up, yeah, the child is sensible and is a child after all. How to ask for advice from Tang Yan.

There was a strong radiance in his eyes, although he really didn't want to see the ghost, but for the sake of being able to have another soul teacher in the village, he couldn't take care of it.

"Let's go, Xiaosan, Grandpa will send you home." Old Jack first sneaked back to other children and let their parents take it away. Then he returned to the blacksmith shop with Tang San.

In the morning, it was Tang’s routine sleeping time, and the blacksmith’s shop was quiet.

"Don Juan, Tang Yan." Old Jack can ignore whether Tang Yin is sleeping or not. For this blacksmith, he is really abhorrent. If it wasn't for his cheap forging tools, he would have liked to kick Don Juan out of the village.

While calling Don Juan, the old Jack looked around and wanted to find a chair to sit down, but looking at those broken things, he really did not have the courage to pull it. He is not too young, but he doesn't want to break his bones here.

"Who is yelling." Tang Yan slightly screamed with anger, and the curtains in the middle opened and slowly walked out.

He first saw his son, and then he turned his attention to Jack. "Old Jack, what?"

Jack is not angry: "Today is the day when your son's martial arts awakens. You don't know how important it is? Others are accompanied by their parents, but you are good, still the same."

Don Juan didn't seem to hear Jack's irony. His eyes looked at his son again. "Small three, your martial arts awakened? What is it?"

Tang Sandao: "Dad, it is blue silver grass."

"Blue Silver Grass?" I don't know why, when Tang Hao, who has always been uninterested in any foreign objects, heard these three words, his body suddenly trembled and his eyes showed a special light.

Tang Yan’s expression changes only when Tang San noticed. Old Jack naturally did not care about the expression of a blacksmith. He said directly: “Although it is blue silver grass, but the third is full of soul power. Tang Yan, I decided, this year. The quota of the student in the village was given to Xiaosan. Let him go to the School of Primary Souls in Notting City to study. The toll village is packed."

"Blue silver grass, blue silver grass." Tang Yan muttered two sentences, violently looked up, his eyes revealing the firm light that Tang San had never seen before, Shen Sheng said: "No."

"What do you say? I didn't get it wrong." Jack licked his ear and looked at Tang Yan with surprise. "You should know how precious this opportunity is. Even if we have ever had a soul san, There is only one place in a year. In other villages, two or three villages can share a quota. Do you know? This is a good opportunity. Maybe, after the third year, you will become a person."

Tang Yan looked at Jack coldly. "What is the use of people? I only know that if he left, no one would cook for me. Blue silver grass, you think the blue silver grass Wuhun can practice. What is it? It’s just a waste martial."

Old Jack angered: "But he is a natural soul, as long as you can get a soul ring, even the worst quality soul ring, you can immediately become a soul teacher. Soul, do you know? In our village I haven’t had a soul teacher for many years."

Tang Yan said indifferently: "This is your real purpose. If you can't say it, you can't. You can go."

"Tang - 昊 -." Old Jack's chest anger has burned to the limit.

Tang Hao is still a lazy look. "Not so loud, I am still not awkward. I said, you can go."

"Grandpa Jack, don't be angry. I still don't want to learn the ability of the soul teacher. Dad is right, blue silver grass is just a waste of Wu, thank you for your kindness."

Although Jack hated Tang Yan very much, he liked Tang San, who was very sensible. The anger was gradually calmed down and sighed. "Good boy, grandfather is not angry. Well, Grandpa is leaving." go with.

Tang San quickly sent. Dad can ignore it, but Jack is the village head, and he is very good to him. He will never be less.

Jack walked to the door of the blacksmith shop and stopped to turn to look at Tang Yan. He said: "Tang Hao, your life is like this, but the third is still small. Don't you think that he should give him a means of making a living?" Don't delay him and become a soul teacher, at least he won't be as lonely as you are in the future. If you change your mind, come to me. There are still three months to register for this year's Notting Soul Junior College."