"Notting Academy? Where is that? Tang Ling frowned, looked at Tang San and asked.

"Dad said it was a junior soul master academy, where did Dad want to send us to study, I'll just ask if you want to go." Tang San turned over and looked at Tang Ling's face and said seriously, "Brother, are you going or not?" ”

Tang Ling frowned, sat up, leaned against the wall and said, "You should be the one who asked, Dad should know my temperament very well, I won't go." After speaking, Tang Ling lay down on the bed and put his hands behind his head.

"It's so that you want to go, why are you pulling me?" Tang Ling glanced at Tang San and continued, "Moreover, what is there to do in the Junior Soul Master Academy. Tang Ling said this just now, and the room suddenly became silent.

"Brother, what did you just say? Play?" Tang San pinched Tang Ling's white and tender little face with a smile and said.

"I don't care about you, you must go to Notting Academy with me." Tang Ling looked at Tang San's determined expression, and helplessly patted Tang San's hand pinching his cheek and said, "Hmm." ”

Tang Ling turned over and sat up and got out of bed, looked at Tang San and said, "Brother, I'll go to the mountain, will you go?" ”

Tang San shook his head and said, "I'll go to the mountain to cultivate the Xuanyu hand later, the power of the moon cold at night will be a little stronger." By the way, what are you running up there now? ”

Tang Ling shook his head, regained his original indifference and ruthlessness, did not answer Tang San's inquiry, turned around and trotted out of the room and went up the mountain.

Tang San looked at Tang Ling's gradually disappearing figure and sighed silently, and muttered: "Brother, my brother is also for your good, your personality is too cold, I hope you can find it in the Notting Academy to make your temperament a little dissipated, brother, I, I haven't seen your smile for three years......"

Tang Ling didn't hear Tang San's self-talk, in fact, he saw all this very clearly, knowing that his brother was for his good, and refusal was just an appearance.

Tang Ling's speed was not very fast, when he reached the top of the mountain, it was already completely dark, Tang Ling cleared the gravel on the grass and lay directly on it, put his hands behind his head, and his deep black eyes looked at the starry sky in a daze.

And what Tang Ling didn't know was that when he was in a daze with the starry sky, the grass beside him, which was not tall, seemed to be happy because of Tang Ling's arrival, and kept swaying, and the flowers that were originally buds not far away also slowly bloomed, and all this was only because Tang Ling did not suppress the strange power in his body.

In fact, three years ago, when Tang Ling was one year old, Tang Ling accidentally discovered this characteristic of himself, whether it was his own sweat and blood, except for the things excreted on his body, these things seemed to have a very strong vitality, even if they were dripped on the slate, the slate would quickly grow moss and other life objects.

Of course, after knowing this special situation, Tang Ling also found that there were many strange memories in his mind, among which there was a way to control this strange power, but it required a lot of mind to control.

Tang Ling also got the name of this power in his mind, the source of life. (Why this name is called will be introduced and explained later.) ）

And now is when Tang Ling is completely relaxed, his mind no longer controls that power, in fact, controlling that force makes Tang Ling feel very uncomfortable, as if he was tied up by something, and his whole body is uncomfortable, but in order not to cause trouble to his family, he just suppresses it all the time.

Yes, it's troublesome, you can imagine how comfortable it would be to shed a drop of sweat and turn your room into a "grass world......

I don't know how long it has been, Tang Ling's body was touched by something, Tang Ling suddenly came back to his senses, looked at Tang San with a little confusion in his eyes, and said with a little anger: "Brother, what are you doing?" ”

Tang San coughed dryly and pointed to the grass, and said, "Brother, I'll leave you for a while, you can see for yourself what the hell you've turned here, how can I cultivate tomorrow......"

Tang Ling's confused black eyes looked at the grass that Tang San pointed to, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and patted the ground, and then, these little grasses, which were originally as high as Tang Ling's thighs, seemed to have heard some kind of order, and their bodies quickly became smaller, and they stopped after knowing that they were no different from ordinary grass.

Tang San pinched Tang Ling's face a little and said, "Xiao Ling, what else can you do to get rid of your ghost problem!" I'm scared that when I wake up, our house will be a grass hut......"

Tang Ling tilted his head slightly, dodging Tang San's hand pinching his face, and said, "Maybe I won't be like this after getting the first soul ring, after all, my martial soul is fire." ”

This is not Tang Ling's speculation, but he got it in his memory, the reason why Tang Ling is so looking forward to the awakening of his martial soul is actually that he hopes that his martial soul is a fire attribute, so that he will suppress the source of life in his body and condense a soul core in his body, so that there is a place to store the power of the source of life.

But what Tang Ling didn't expect was that his martial soul was really as he thought, it was a fire attribute, and it was also the kind of fire that couldn't be more popular.

But what Tang Ling didn't expect was that the changes brought about by his first soul technique would be beyond his current expectations, and even, completely beyond the description in his memory.

A meteor streaked across the starry sky, and Tang Ling watched the meteor fall and disappear.

When Tang San saw Tang Ling turn his head to look at the starry sky again, he muttered, "What's so beautiful about the starry sky, it's better to cultivate......

"Brother, I once saw some descriptions of the starry sky in an ancient book, which said that every star in the sky represents a human life, the fall of each star represents the fall of a life, and the birth of a star represents the advent of a life. And I, have been looking for my own star in the starry sky, and I seem to have found it. The last sentence was not spoken, but said to himself in the bottom of his heart.

Tang San lay down beside Tang Ling, put his hands behind his head like Tang Ling, touched Tang Ling with his shoulder, and said, "I like to read those ancient books all day long, and I don't know what to look at." ”

"The book has its own house of gold." Tang Ling said lightly.

"I also have Yan Ruyu in the book!" Tang San rolled his eyes angrily.

Except for eating, drinking, and getting up every morning to practice that set of boxing techniques and practicing what he had passed down to him, his younger brother spent the rest of his time in his room reading his own books, and he did this for four years.

"Brother, you are so boring, how will you marry a wife in the future...... Otherwise, how about I marry my daughter to you when I grow up......" Tang San looked at Tang Ling with a smile on his face.

Tang Ling's face did not change and he was silent, if Tang San hadn't seen his pair of ears that had turned red and thought that his younger brother hadn't heard......