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The term innate divine power acts on people of different ages, and the measurement value is naturally different.

A six-year-old child who can wield such a pair of hammers to complete a thousand hammers is definitely worthy of this word.

However, Bi Tian didn't shout to stop, just silently watched Tang Wulin continue to thrash from the side.

His movements are direct and powerful, but he does not have any unloading or chemical force skills, and the countershock force of the hammer is undoubtedly borne by his arms.

Fifty times, eighty times, one hundred times.

Sweat poured out again, the soreness was even stronger than before, the arms were hot, and even the scalp began to swell a little because of excessive exertion. But Tang Wulin still gritted his teeth and continued to hammer down.

One hundred and fifty hammers, his body began to shake, his arms were swollen as if they were not his own, and his eyes were a little blurry, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

I can hold on, I can pass the test. I am a man, and perseverance is victory.

When Pi Tian shouted to stop, Tang Wulin himself didn't know how many times he swung the hammer, if Pi Tian hadn't helped him, he would have fallen to the ground directly.

Taking the hammer in his hand, Bi Tian clearly saw that the palms of Tang Wulin's hands were worn out by the shock force of the hammer handle, and his arms were even more swollen.

This fierce-looking forger was finally moved, not only because of Tang Wulin's innate divine power, but also because of his persistence.

Strength can be exercised the day after tomorrow, but the resolute character appears in such a six-year-old child, but it is too valuable.

"You have taught a good child, and I have taken this child. This is the time every day from now on. Go back and anoint his arm. When Lang Yue came to pick up Tang Wulin, what he saw was a much gentler look in his eyes, as well as a bottle of ointment he handed over.

For the next hour, Tang Wulin had been resting, and his spirit had recovered at this time, but his arms were sore and he couldn't lift them.

His mind still echoed with Bi Tian's explanation of forging.

"What is forging? Forging and casting are very different. Casting only requires a mold, and the metal is pressed into the desired shape according to the abrasive tool by machinery, which is casting. Forging, on the other hand, requires the forger to hammer it by hand. Of course, forging can also be done by machines, but metal is also alive, and machine forging can never really grasp the texture of metal. Therefore, the top-of-the-line mecha parts are all hand-forged by forgers. A good blacksmith is a true craftsman, and has a status that is not inferior to that of a soul master. ”

Soul masters, mecha masters, these are all boys' dreams.

"Oops. Tang Wulin screamed in pain because Lang Yue took his hand.

Only then did Lang Yue discover the wound on her son's palm.

"Oh my God, what did he, what did he do to you?" tears welled up in her eyes almost at once, she never expected that her son would suffer such a great sin in such two hours of work.

Tang Wulin shook his head and said, "It's nothing! Uncle Pi Tian said that he tested me, and I passed, Mom, am I great." Don't cry! ”

"Let's go home. Lang Yue wiped the tears in her eyes, her eyes full of regret.

"Mom, I'm really fine. I'm so happy that I've passed Uncle Bitian's test, aren't you happy for me? This seems to be the sense of accomplishment that Dad said. ”

"Happy, mom happy. Langyue touched her son's head, and her eyes were full of tears again.

When he got home, as soon as he entered the door, Tang Wulin saw Na'er sitting at the table, and immediately ran over. Langyue went into the kitchen and went to make dinner.

"Na'er, do you know? Today I passed Uncle Pitian's test, and I can start learning forging with him. When my brother makes money from forging, he can save money to buy souls, and he can also buy you delicious food......" The child's heart, he has completely forgotten the pain in his arm, and told Na'er about his special sense of accomplishment.

Na'er listened very seriously, but occasionally there was a hint of confusion in her eyes.

"Na'er, don't you really remember where your home is at all?" Tang Wulin asked subconsciously after talking about the test.

Na'er shook her head, "I really don't remember, I just remember that my name was Na'er, and the others were vague." Brother Lin, am I stupid?"

Tang Wulin hurriedly said: "No, of course Na'er is not stupid. It doesn't matter if you don't remember, this will be your home in the future, my parents will be yours, and you will be my sister. ”

Na'er looked at him, a sweet smile on her face, and it was the first time she had laughed since she came here.

"Wow, Na'er, you look good when you laugh. I'll tell you quietly, my brother will work hard to cultivate and become a soul master, and I'll protect you in the future, okay?"

"Good. ”

When Don Cumin returned, dinner was ready.

"Cumin, you come with me, the children eat first. Lang Yue glanced at Tang Cumin seemingly calmly, and then walked to their room.

Tang Cumin was stunned, looked at his son, and gave an inquiring look, Tang Wulin shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he didn't know what was wrong with his mother.

Tang Cumin hurriedly followed Langyue into the house, and Langyue closed the door.

"Na'er, let's eat first. You're hungry. "In view of the amount of food eaten by these two snack goods, Langyue made a lot of extra meals today.

Na'er obviously has no resistance to eating, and when she heard this, she immediately nodded and feasted on it.

She had just eaten for a while, but found that Tang Wulin, who was sitting next to her, did not move like yesterday, and when she looked up at him, she found that he was writhing with a sad face, and his face was in pain.

"What's wrong with my brother?" asked Na'er, crisply.

"After my test, my arm hurt so much that I couldn't lift it a little. Tang Wulin has been very hungry recently, not to mention the high-intensity labor after school, so his desire for food at this time can be imagined.

Na'er blinked and said, "Then I'll feed you." ”

"Okay, good!" Tang Wulin was overjoyed.

Na'er's movements were a little jerky, and even a little clumsy, a spoonful of rice and a spoonful of vegetables, alternately fed to Tang Wulin's mouth.

The two children, one six-year-old and the other five-and-a-half-year-old, have a faint warmth in their immaturity, and this small family seems to have softened even the lights.

"Na'er, you're so nice. ”