"Tang Tang is so well-behaved, he will definitely be able to surpass his grandfather and become a soul master in the future." Old Jack had a smile on his face.

Tang Tang: "......"

If I'm like this, I'll go straight back to the furnace and rebuild it, and I'll still practice.

Let them get ready, and they will come to pick up people in three days, Old Jack glanced at Tang Hao, and saw that he was still knocking on his own iron, he was angry in his heart, and left with a cold face.

If I ignore you, I'll be a carrot.

"Daddy." Tang San shouted.

"What's wrong?" Tang Hao looked impatient.

Seeing the coldness in his father's eyes, Tang San was about to blurt out the words, but he swallowed them alive again, lowered his head and went back to his room to continue practicing ironmaking.

When night fell, after dinner, Tang Hao dropped the dishes and chopsticks, and habitually went to Lao Wang's next door to drink, which was like a routine for him, and it had been like this for almost six years.

Tang San was still practicing striking iron after dinner, and since he learned how to strike iron with Tang Hao that day, he had been like this, striking iron, cultivating, recovering, striking iron, cultivating, recovering.

Tang Tang went to sleep alone, this great time, such a poignant night, wouldn't it be a pity not to sleep?

……

The three days passed quickly, and Tang San would go to the top of the mountain every morning to do his routine homework, even if it was pointless.

Not only that, but he also dragged Tang Tang with him and taught Tang Tang the cultivation method of the Purple Pole Demon Pupil, but no matter how much Tang Tang was thirsty, he never taught Tang Tang the Xuantian Gong running route.

Tang Tang also has no choice, when he meets an elder brother with feudal thoughts, he wants to practice diligently and quickly, but he has no exercises.

I was so hard.

"Little Sugar Junior, Grandpa is here to pick you up." Old Jack came to the blacksmith shop on time, maybe he was still angry with Tang Hao in his heart, he didn't even enter the door this time.

When Tang Tang heard this, he dropped his job and ran away, while Tang San glanced at his father and cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks on the table.

"Go ahead, don't delay cooking at noon." Tang Hao said coldly.

Tang San agreed, and after putting away the dishes and chopsticks, he walked out of the blacksmith shop.

Under the leadership of Old Jack, the three of them came to the Wuhun Hall in the center of the village, of course, this so-called Wuhun Hall is just a larger wooden house.

Because everyone has a martial soul, and every year there are children who awaken the martial soul, therefore, the power of the Martial Spirit Hall is scattered in every corner of the continent, so that everyone can perform the awakening ceremony.

It can also be seen that the strength of the Wuhun Palace.

This year, there were nine children in the Holy Soul Village who had martial soul awakening, and Tang San and Tang Tang were the last to arrive.

The children in the village basically don't play with Tang Tang and Tang San, and the psychology of hating the poor and loving the rich exists everywhere.

In fact, Tang San will not play like a child because of his mind, as for Tang Tang, a group of little children, Lao Tzu is not willing to take you to play, naïve.

In addition to the village chief and the nine children who arrived, there was another person in the house.

This is a young man, about twenty years old, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, very good-looking, dressed in a white power suit, with a black cloak on his back, and in the center of his chest, there is a soul character the size of an adult fist, symbolizing the identity of a direct member of the Wuhun Palace.

Wearing a badge on his left chest, with three long swords crossed on it, people like Jack who are very familiar with soul masters know that this person is a level 20 great soul master cultivator, and he is a second-ring battle soul master.

"Hello, respected Battle Spirit Master, I'm going to trouble you again this time." Old Jack saluted the young man respectfully.

The young man is already in his twenties at such an age, and he is a little arrogant in his heart, and a slight owe is considered a courtesy.

"I don't have much time, so let's start now."

Old Jack said to the children behind him: "Children, this is the War Soul Master from Notting City, next, he will guide you to open the martial soul, you must not be naughty, cooperate with the master to awaken the martial soul, grandpa looks forward to you becoming a soul master." ”

"Okay, you also said these words last year, is it really that easy to become a soul master? I've walked through six villages, and not a single person with soul powers. The young man said impatiently.

Old Jack sighed, a hint of gloom in his eyes.

"Yes, only those people from the big sects are the easiest to become soul masters, and we ordinary people have really poor qualifications."

Watching Old Jack walk out of the Martial Spirit Hall lonely, the young man's eyes fell on the children in front of him, the process that had been carried out thousands of times, and he had already memorized it by heart.

"The children stand in a row and come one by one."

The nine children stood in a row, Tang San and Tang Tang were at the back, because the nutrition could not keep up, they were thinner than the children of the same age.

The young man smiled and said, "My name is Su Yuntao, a twenty-sixth level Great Soul Master, and I am your leader, now I will awaken your martial souls one by one, remember, no matter what happens, don't be afraid." ”

As he spoke, Su Yuntao opened the package on the table next to him and took out two things from it, six black stones, and a crystal ball shining bright blue.

Su Yuntao arranged the six black stones into a hexagonal shape, and then his eyes fell on the child in the first position, motioning for him to stand in it.

Everything next is very simple, the first few children are all on the street, either waste martial souls, or zero soul power.

The disappointment in Su Yuntao's eyes became heavier and heavier, and the performance of awakening ten soul masters from the task assigned to him by the Martial Spirit Hall every year was simply far away.

After waiting for almost a cup of tea, it was finally the turn of the two brothers, Tang Tang and Tang San, glanced at each other, and Tang San, as the elder brother, stood up.

Without Su Yuntao opening his mouth, Tang San was already standing in the center of the six black stones, and with the injection of Su Yuntao's soul power, a faint light of pale gold lit up.

Warmth, this is what Tang San felt at this time, the whole person seemed to be soaking in a hot spring, indescribably comfortable.

With the injection of Su Yuntao's soul power, the internal force of Xuantian Gong in Tang San's body fluctuated slightly, and then it seemed that something was broken, and the internal force of Xuantian Gong naturally entered the second layer, and a cool breath rushed down his arm and surged towards Tang San's palm.

Tang San subconsciously raised his right hand, and a light blue light flashed out, it was a small blue grass martial spirit.

Blue Silver Grass, Standard Waste Martial Soul.

Su Yuntao's face was full of helplessness, he was another waste martial spirit, and it seemed that he was going to run for nothing again today.

Only Tang Tang noticed that on Tang San's left hand, a small hammer that was pitch-black and glowing with black light flashed away.

Is this Blue Silver Grass and Haotian Hammer, Tang Tang's expression was excited.

History has not changed, even if he has crossed over, Tang San is still the same Tang San, the peerless genius of the twin martial spirits, and the future god of the sea Shura.

It's just that what will your martial soul be? Tang Tang stood in the middle of the six black stones with excitement.