"Village Chief, what are you doing here?" Tang Hao said in a cold tone.

Tang Hao didn't have a good impression of this stubborn old man, although a few years ago, he didn't help Tang Hao's father and son.

However, as a character who turns his hands into clouds and rains on the mainland, Tang Hao does not mince words to anyone, even the one in the Wuhun Palace.

Old Jack obviously knew Tang Hao's style, and he said disapprerovingly: "Come to talk to you about business!

Before the words fell, Tang San and Wu Ming appeared by the door.

Seeing Old Jack, Tang San and Wu Ming stepped forward quickly, saluted respectfully, "Grandpa Jack!" Especially Tang San, who actually bent down directly to ninety degrees.

Wu Ming saw it and said secretly: Tang San really understands etiquette! But thinking about Tang San in his previous life, he was born hundreds of years earlier than himself, and the etiquette was strict, which was not something that a wild little Taoist priest in the new century could do.

"Tang Hao, in a few days it will be the annual martial soul awakening ceremony, I want Xiao San to participate, what do you think?"

"Whatever!!" said in a cold tone, "Bang dang" He dropped the hammer and went straight into the bedroom.

"Little San, leave the village chief and Wu Ming to eat on my behalf. I'll sleep first!" Tang Hao's voice came from the bedroom, leaving Tang San and the three of them looking at each other.

However, soon everyone's topic turned to the awakening of the martial soul.

Wu Ming naturally knew what the Martial Spirit Awakening was, but he couldn't say it, because this would undoubtedly expose that he was not the original Wu Ming.

Although Tang San was bent on cultivating the Xuantian Technique, he had already fallen into a bottleneck at this moment. No matter how hard you try, you can't break through the first realm.

Wu Ming also knew the reason, it was because of the time travel, the limitation of the plane, he couldn't say. Because there was a saying in his previous life that he remembered very well: the heavenly machine cannot be leaked, and if the heavenly machine is leaked, it is easy to be struck by lightning, and he is finally reborn, so he is reluctant to destroy the heavens and the earth. So he decided to be a quiet listener.

"The people of the Douluo Continent will have their own martial souls, and they will be able to perform the awakening ceremony at the age of six. After awakening, the martial soul will become a part of our body, which can enhance our ability in some aspects, if you are lucky, you can have an excellent martial soul, and if you can cultivate, you may become a noble soul master. There was a soul master at the Soul Saint level in our Holy Soul Village for a while, so every year the deacons of the Martial Soul Branch Hall of Notting City would come over to awaken the children in the village...... That deacon, Lord is a soul master at the level of a great soul master."

Tang San listened with relish and asked questions from time to time, Old Jack talked endlessly, and Wu Ming listened impatiently.

He already knew that what was coming was a great soul master Su Yuntao with a "single dog martial soul" - a lone wolf martial soul, in fact, he was a small staff member of the martial soul branch hall with low strength and low potential, and he was just responsible for digging talents in ten miles and eight towns.

Old Jack also regarded him as a character, which reminded him of his previous life, when the sloppy old Taoist sometimes did things, he wore five people and six people, with a peachwood sword in his right hand and an evil charm in his left hand, jumping around on the altar, and he also had some taste of being a master.

However, what Wu Ming cared about was that his soul was piercing, what kind of talent was his talent? Tang San's martial soul was Blue Silver Grass and Haotian Hammer.

What would be his own? How good would it be if he could be the left green dragon and the right white tiger? Wu Ming was a little expectant, but also a little apprehensive, what if his martial soul was a goose?

For some reason, two things actually came to his mind: a pile of rune paper and a wine gourd. Wu Ming fell directly from the wooden bench as if he had been struck by lightning, and he fell dizzy.

It's terrifying: rune paper and gourds. It's not true, it's not true, an ominous premonition wells up in him, and he feels like he's going to be played by thieves again......

Tang San quickly picked up Wu Ming, looked at Wu Ming, who was slightly distracted, and continued to ask Grandpa Jack.

"Grandpa Jack, what is the Great Soul Master, is it very high-level?"

"The Great Soul Master is a title at the level of a Soul Master...... There are ten titles of soul masters, and each title is divided into ten levels...... The Great Soul Master is the third level of the ten levels...... Soul Master, Soul Master, Great Soul Master, Soul Venerable, Soul Sect, Soul King, Soul Emperor, Soul Saint, Soul Douluo and Titled Douluo...... They are invincible!" Old Jack's face was always smiling and a little tsundere......

Wu Ming naturally couldn't listen to it, and he didn't bother to listen: the invincible existence of Title Douluo, the decadent uncle next door was not the Title Douluo who was bullied so much that he didn't want to move, and he was the youngest Title Douluo.

What is my martial spirit? Don't even be as good as a goose? The goose is so ruthless to peck people, in the previous life of the mountain people, Wu Ming did not have a lot of experience, much more powerful than the earth dog......

"I think that at the beginning, our Holy Soul Village produced a soul saint with an eighth rank title, which looks at our Notting City, even if it is the entire Faslow Province......" This was like a magic spell that pulled Wu Ming back to reality, he felt that his hairs stood on end, what was the difference between this and the story of the wolf coming in his previous life......

A cold sentence came out of the bedroom: "That's just a legend!! old Jack!" Tang Hao said impatiently.

Because old Jack's words pierced the endless sadness in his heart.

"Is Title Douluo invincible? Ridiculous, Ah Yin, if Title Douluo is invincible, why are we separated forever? Ah Yin, I miss you......" Tang Hao lay on the bed, his cloudy eyes full of tears.

Old Jack changed his kind and tolerant appearance in the past, and said hysterically: "Tang Hao, don't talk nonsense, you are not a child, you should know the status of the Soul Saint who brought us glory in our hearts. If you don't believe in it again, you will roll up and leave. If it weren't for the face of Xiao San, I would have driven you out of the village today. ”

There was no response in the bedroom for a long time, and Old Jack was still angry, but he still said to Tang San gently: "Little San, you must not learn from your father, you are greedy for wine, and you are open-mouthed, I will pick you up in three days." ”

"Grandpa Jack, you dissipate your anger!

Old Jack waved his hand and motioned for Wu Ming to go back with him.

Wu Ming looked at the heavy iron hammer on the forging platform and thought, "Tang San should already be striking iron to exercise Xuantian Gong at this moment! I also have to start cultivating quickly, otherwise I will be thrown too far by him." There are still three days to go, and the martial soul awakening ceremony has just begun? Iron striking still needs to be hard! I have to come on, it's time to practice inner boxing.

So, for those three days, Tang San went up the mountain every morning to the top of the mountain to cultivate.

Wu Ming ran with a weight, but he had already increased his weight to 100 catties, which was praised by the villagers.

"It's amazing!

"yes!

......

After Tang San went home, he naturally went to forge pig iron.

His technique is becoming more and more skillful, and his speed is getting faster and faster.

And Wu Ming began his inner fist cultivation, although he only remembered seven, seven, eight, eight.

But as he continued to practice, he was able to memorize the forgotten place of that set of boxing techniques.

Once, twice, five times,...... In addition to eating, sleeping, and running, he is almost always practicing boxing......