"The fruit you just ate is called a metal fruit, and it gives you the power of metal. You can make any metal you want, and modify it as you like. Of course, the quality of the metal that can be made depends on how well you develop the fruit. Facing Tang San's inquiring gaze, Wu Fang opened his mouth at the right time to solve his doubts.

"It turns out that this magical ability is due to that fruit? This ability is really suitable for me!" Tang San looked excited, with this fruit ability, he could easily create all kinds of powerful secret weapons.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Tang San aimed his sleeve arrow at the mountain rock in the distance.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the rocks exploded.

The Hidden Arrow he created with this fruit's ability was far more powerful than the Hidden Arrow he normally created.

"Inheritance isn't just about metal fruit, it's about it. With that, Wu Fang threw the secret weapon spectrum in his hand to Tang San again.

"It's ...... again"

Looking at the hidden weapon spectrum, Tang San's expression instantly froze.

The astonishment in his eyes is as good as his ability to understand the metal fruit!

This is a ranking book of hidden weapons, and there is a detailed description of the production of each hidden weapon.

Flipping through two pages casually, Tang San saw those names that were familiar in his previous life and could no longer be familiar.

Peacock Feather, Hades, Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle, Bodhi Blood, Guanyin Tears, Buddha Anger Tang Lian......

These Tangmen peak secret weapons can all be found in this secret weapon spectrum, and it seems that they have also been strengthened, and some of the original flaws have been improved, and they are perfect!

In addition, there are some supreme secret weapons that are ranked above these secret weapons, and he has never heard of them!

Tang San cautiously closed the secret weapon spectrum and took a deep breath.

Long.

His eyes looked directly at Wu Fang, and his expression was extremely serious.

"I'm going to build a new Tang Gate!" Tang San said one word at a time.

With the metal fruit in hand, and with this secret weapon spectrum, he is confident that he will create a Tang Sect that far surpasses his previous life.

"I'm also looking forward to that day, a force called Tangmen will stand at the peak of the Douluo Continent. ”

Wu Fang looked at Tang San approvingly: "Since you accept my inheritance, then I must give you some help." In these seven days, I will maximize your strength and build the Tang Gate for you. ”

"Little San, you are really here. Let's go with Grandpa and go to the awakening ceremony. ”

At this moment, an old voice sounded. The visitor was an old man, who looked to be in his sixties, with a slender figure, clean and tidy clothes, and meticulously combed hair, looking in good spirits.

"He is the village chief of Holy Soul Village, Old Grandpa Jack. Tang San introduced the old man to Wu Fang.

"Little San'er, who is this?" Old Jack's eyes fell on Wu Fang's body, with confusion in his eyes.

"He is ......" Tang San's eyes rolled, and just as he was thinking about how to talk to Old Jack, he noticed Wu Fang's expression.

As a person who has lived for more than thirty years in two lives, Tang San naturally understood Wu Fang's meaning, that is, to arrange a role for him casually.

"Grandpa, this is my distant uncle, who just came to visit me in the past two days. Tang San said casually.

"I haven't heard Tang Hao talk about it. Old Jack muttered, and didn't think much about it, just took Tang San's little hand and couldn't wait to say, "Come with grandpa, the deacon of the Martial Spirit Hall is coming to the village, let him help you awaken the martial soul." ”

"Awaken the martial spirit?" Tang San muttered softly, turning his head to look at Wu Fang, as if asking the other party's opinion.

"Let's go, I'm also curious about what martial soul you will awaken. "Although Wu Fang already knew about it, since he came, he was still very curious about the martial soul awakening ceremony of this plane of the Douluo Continent.

Under the leadership of Old Jack, Wu Fang and Tang San soon came to the Martial Spirit Hall in the center of the village.

As far as Wu Fang knew, whether it was the Heaven Dou Empire or the Star Luo Empire on the Douluo Continent, any city had the existence of the Martial Spirit Palace. There are five levels in the Wuhun Palace, and different cities correspond to different levels.

Half of the smaller city is the Martial Soul Palace, and above the branch hall is the Martial Soul Sub-Palace, and the higher level is the Martial Soul Main Palace. On the Internet, it is a martial soul temple that only exists in the capitals of the two empires. Above the temple, there is the Pope's Palace, which is also the most noble place in the Martial Spirit Palace, and usually only soul masters who have reached the Douluo level can enter the Pope's Palace.

Of course, as for the Martial Spirit Hall in this Holy Soul Village, it was just a large wooden house.

"Old Jack, is this the kid you're talking about?" There was a young man in the wooden house, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, dressed in a white power suit, and in the center of his chest, a fist-sized word 'soul' was particularly conspicuous.

Wu Fang looked at the young man, and his gaze lingered briefly on the other party's left chest. There is a longsword badge with three swords intertwined. The long sword represents that the opponent is a battle soul master, and the number of swords means that the opponent already has the third title, a level 30 great soul master.

"Lord Deacon, this is what I am talking to you about. San'er, this child has been different from others since he was a child, he is very smart, and he acts like a little adult. "Old Jack was very respectful to the youth.

"I hope he's a good seedling. ”

The young man's name was Su Yuntao, and after he finished speaking, he took out six black stones from his bosom and arranged them into a circle. Then, with a wave of his hand, six faint green rays of light poured into the black stone.

"Come on in. Su Yuntao beckoned to Tang San.

When Tang San walked into the circular area, a pale golden light shrouded him, only to see golden points of light floating out of the black stones, submerging into Tang San's body.

The right hand was stretched out. Su Yuntao said.

Tang San obediently stretched out his right hand flat, only to see the blue light points gathered in the palm of his hand, and gradually, a light blue grass evolved.

"Hey, I can't imagine that it's a martial soul that can't be scrapped anymore. This blue silver grass can be seen everywhere, and it has neither attack power nor defense power, which is really a waste of my time. Su Yuntao looked at Old Jack with some dissatisfaction, "Old village chief, this is the good seedling you told me?"

"Lord Deacon, I want to ask, can a person only have one martial soul?" Tang San suddenly asked.

"Of course, have you ever seen anyone with a second martial spirit? There is only one chance, and you are already doomed to do nothing in this life. Su Yuntao shook his head and sighed.

"Oh. Tang San replied and stopped talking.

"Old village chief, don't be confident in this kind of thing in the future. What kind of martial soul a person can awaken has nothing to do with whether he is smart or not. Su Yuntao patted Old Jack on the shoulder and walked out of the house disappointed.

"Lord Deacon, I really let you run away in vain, I'll give you a ride. ”

After Su Yuntao and Old Jack left, only Wu Fang and Tang San were left in the house.

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