These words were like Hong Zhong Da Lu, roaring in Tang Hao's mind!

was high-spirited at the beginning, the youngest Title Douluo, is it like this for the rest of his life?

Fall, sink?

No, I'm going to get my real self back!

The original title Douluo, Tang Hao!

A heart that had been silent for many years burned again, and the fire grew stronger and stronger, gradually spreading in all directions, and he looked into the distance, where the culprit was!

"Who was talking in my head just now? I haven't seen this kind of weird trick before! It's not soul power transmission! ”

Tang Hao thought to himself.

"Dad, don't be angry, I won't be a soul master, I'll always accompany you and cook for you!"

Tang San clenched Tang Hao's fist tightly and said.

"Old Jack, go back, I've figured it out, you'll pick up San'er again in three months!"

After Tang Hao finished speaking, he took Tang San's little hand and walked into the blacksmith shop!

"Humph! That's pretty much it, you sloppy ghost has finally gotten the hang of it! ”

Old Jack showed a victor's smile, said goodbye to San'er, and left!

"Dad, you agreed!"

Tang San looked at the latter in surprise.

"San'er, release your martial soul and show me!"

Tang Hao opened his mouth lightly, now he is extremely calm, his eyes are bright, and he still has a bit of decadence!

"Okay."

Tang San nodded, raised his right hand, and urged Xuantian Gong, and the next moment, a faint blue light appeared in the palm of his hand, and a blue grass appeared in front of him.

Looking at the familiar Blue Silver Grass, Tang Hao lost his mind for a moment, and it took a long time before he gradually recovered, and he muttered in a whisper:

"Sure enough, it's Blue Silver Grass, the same as hers."

Tang Hao couldn't hold back anymore at this time, turned around suddenly, lifted the curtain and entered the room.

Zeng Jing's bits and pieces are like a cloud of smoke, those beautiful pictures appear in his mind one by one, her smile, he still remembers, he has not forgotten.

"Ah Yin!"

Tang Hao's eyes blurred.

"Dad, I seem to have a martial spirit!"

Tang San finally said the difference between his martial soul, at that time in the Martial Spirit Palace, he didn't fully show himself.

After all, they are all outsiders, and the first general outline of the Xuantian Treasure Record of the Tang Sect is: Never let people who can't fully believe know your true strength.

At this time, the door curtain opened suddenly, and Tang Hao appeared again.

His eyes were red with a shocked expression.

Tang San didn't speak, but slowly raised his left hand, this time it was no longer blue light, a faint black light erupted from his palm, the brilliance condensed, and a strange thing appeared in the palm of his hand.

A hammer with a jet-black body.

The hammer handle is half a foot, and the hammer head is cylindrical, with a faint pattern on it.

When the hammer appeared, the air was a little oppressive.

Tang San could only barely hold it, the weight of this hammer far exceeded that of the casting hammer, and it almost absorbed most of his internal force!

"This, this is ......"

Tang Hao appeared in front of Tang San with an arrow step. A hand grabbed his hand holding the hammer.

What a familiar atmosphere!

Haotian Hammer!

"Twin Martial Spirits! My son turned out to be a twin martial spirit! My son! ”

Tang Hao suddenly opened his arms and hugged Tang San in his arms!

"Dad, I can't hold on!"

The small hammer in Tang San's hand was already looming!

"Take it back!"

Tang Hao opened his arms, the expression on his face kept changing, and it took a long time for him to slowly say a sentence:

"In the future, be sure to protect the grass in your right hand with the hammer in your left hand! Remember, always! ”

After the words fell, Tang Hao turned around, lifted the door curtain, and walked in.

Tang San nodded inexplicably!

There are still three months to go to the Soul Master Academy to study, and Tang San is also going to make some preparations!

Cook for my dad every day, and the iron can't be left behind, and the secret weapon must be forged as soon as possible!

When night fell, black covered the earth, there was no word all night, and when I opened my eyes, it was already dawn.

The sun is rising, the sun is faint!

A great day begins!

The people of the Holy Soul Village also began their daily work.

Old Jack in a wooden house.

Shen Lang sat cross-legged on the bed, finishing the night's cultivation, he opened his eyes, and the black light flashed away!

The Heaven Swallowing Demon Skill has increased by one point!

He didn't feel tired, but he felt refreshed!

"It is worthy of Gu Tiangong!"

Shen Lang smiled slightly!

At this moment, he stretched out his right hand, the Heaven Swallowing Demon Gong worked, black brilliance appeared, and a small beast like a sparrow appeared in the palm of his hand.

"What is this martial soul that I have awakened? Is it really the black canary that Brother Tao said? ”

Shen Lang muttered to himself.

However, he did not believe it.

What the hell are you?

What's the name?

Do you say when you fight:

"Canary, possessed?"

No, it's too low to be on the line.

Suddenly, a ghostly light flashed away, and the soul beast seemed to have become different.

It's a little bigger than before, and the color on my body is getting darker and darker!

"Could it be that you can absorb my demonic energy?"

Shen Lang frowned, as if he had discovered something.

Thinking of this, he didn't hesitate, and the rolling demonic qi emanated from his right hand, directly enveloping the martial soul.

Shen Lang observed carefully!

The demonic energy is gradually decreasing!

The soul beast was a little bigger than before, and then there was no change.

It seems that there is only so much to absorb!

Shen Lang understood that his martial soul had just awakened and needed to grow slowly.

He believed that with the help of demonic energy, it wouldn't be long before he could.

I don't know how Tang Hao reacted when he heard his words yesterday?

However, he would have understood without me, but I hope to wake him up completely.

Tang Hao, don't let me down!

Check it out.

Tang San also began to prepare to make a hidden weapon, but in a powerful hidden weapon, he couldn't break the defense? What's the use of that!

Thinking of this, Shen Lang stretched out his left hand, and a miniature small clock appeared!

His second martial spirit!

Donghuang Bell!

The first of the ten ancient artifacts!

It has the ability to destroy the heavens and the earth and suppress the heavens!

The defense is even more unparalleled!

However, at this time, the Donghuang Bell looks a little dilapidated, and it has to wait for a future restoration.

"Follow me, one day, take you to fight the heavens again!"

Shen Lang spoke, his whole body was windless, and a momentum that looked at the world soared into the sky!

On the west side of the Holy Soul Village, Tang San's house.

Shen Lang stepped on the gravel paved path, and heard the sound of striking iron in the distance.

When, when, when, when.

The sound of percussion kept sounding, and as he got closer, Shen Lang found that it was Tang San who struck the iron.

His young body was out of proportion to the hammer, but he danced vigorously.

Tang Hao stood aside.

"What is the most important place in the human body besides the brain?"

"It's the heart."

Tang San replied without hesitation, as a disciple of the Tang Sect, he was very clear about the structure of the human body, and pierced the heart with a hidden weapon, which was simple and deadly.

"Then tell me again, a man has several hearts."

Tang Hao continued to ask.

"Huh?"

Tang San looked at him in surprise, thinking to himself, such a simple question, don't you know?

"One!"

Tang Hao shook his head and said, "No, you are wrong, remember, there are three human hearts, not one." ”

Tang Hao patiently explained, letting Tang San know the key points and skills of striking iron.

Then, Tang Hao demonstrated in person.

With his legs with his waist, with his belt on his back, and with his arms, Tang Hao's movements were perfect, and in an instant, thirty-six hammers had been swung.

Tang San's eyes lit up when he saw this unique hammer method.

"Congratulations to the host for catching the Cloak Hammer Method, do you want to learn?"

Suddenly, a prompt sound sounded in Shen Lang's mind.