If it was Old Jack in the original time and space, he would definitely refuse to visit Tang Ricao's house in his heart, after all, the kind of home that couldn't even find a good chair, and it was dirty and messy, he Old Jack really couldn't accept it.

But the old Jack of this time and space, because of Tang San's excellent rabbit slaughtering skills, came to visit Tang Ricao's house from time to time, after all, after a good relationship, he had the face to let Tang San guide those slaughterers.

And after Tang San became a rabbit slaughterer, because his income increased, his family still changed a lot, and at least it was clean and tidy.

In addition, the price of the farm tools forged by Tang Ricao is very low, and the three are added together, Old Jack's face is not so ugly to Tang Ricao, and he does not have the idea of kicking Tang Ricao out of the village.

Old Jack familiarly pushed open the door of Tang Ricao's house, and the hygiene in the house looked quite neat, but there was no one in the house.

Old Jack found a chair and sat down, and shouted into the back room, "Tang Hao! ”

"Who's yelling?" A slightly angry voice sounded, and I saw a pair of wide hands open the curtain of the inner door, and Tang Ricao walked out slowly.

He saw his son first, and then turned his gaze to Jack, "Old Jack, what are you doing?" ”

"Xiao San has innate soul power, and the deacon of Notting City has invited him to join the Martial Spirit Palace, and I am going to take him over." Old Jack said bluntly.

"No way!" Tang Ricao didn't think about it.

Isn't this nonsense, Haotian Sect was razed to the ground by the Martial Spirit Palace, and his brother Tang Xiao's arm was cut off, so deep in the sea of blood, Tang Ricao Unless his brain was pumped, otherwise, how could he let his son join the Martial Spirit Palace.

In case his identity was directly exposed, Tang San estimated that he would really be cut directly into Tang San.

"What did you say?" Old Jack had a look on his face, I heard it right.

"Do you know what it means to become a soul master and join the Soul Palace, not to mention that becoming a soul master can control your own destiny, just joining the Soul Hall can change the lives of your father and son!"

The Wuhun Hall has undergone many reforms, and its reputation among the commoners is very high, and the vast majority of civilians are proud to become soul masters and join the Wuhun Palace.

Not to mention anything else, if you can work in a certain department of the Wuhun Palace, you will have at least a dozen gold soul coins every month, in other words, the whole family will have no worries about food and clothing.

It's just that Old Jack doesn't know the love-hate relationship between Tang Ricao and Wuhun Palace, so he can only say that he has wasted his efforts.

"I just can't say no! You're good to go! Tang Ricao said lightly, didn't even want to say more, and directly issued an eviction order.

"You ......" Old Jack was so angry that he trembled, and he couldn't speak for a long time, so he could only take advantage of the excitement and return home.

After Old Jack left, Tang Ricao looked at Tang San, who looked a little lost, and asked lightly, "What is your martial spirit?" Release it out and show me. ”

"Okay."

Tang San nodded, raised his right hand, a faint blue light appeared in his palm, and in an instant, a blue grass had appeared.

"This is? Blue Silver Grass? ”

Tang Ricao heard Old Jack say that Tang San had innate soul power, and his first reaction was that the martial soul awakened by his son Tang San should be his Haotian Hammer, but he didn't expect it to be Blue Silver Grass.

In his cognition, Blue Silver Grass should not have innate soul power, unless it is Ah Yin's Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul.

Thinking of this, Tang Ricao opened his big copper bell-like eyes, and looked directly at the Blue Silver Grass on Tang San's right hand, and sure enough, he found that there were faint golden lines on the leaves of the Blue Silver Grass.

The golden lines on Ah Yin's Blue Silver Emperor have always existed, but Xiao San's Blue Silver Grass is looming, which can only mean that he, the martial spirit, has not completed the inheritance of Ah Yin's bloodline.

It's just that even Haotian Sect, this sect with the continent's No. 1 weapon martial soul, under the attack of the Martial Spirit Palace, has no power to fight back, and it is directly destroyed, what can a single Blue Silver Emperor martial soul that has not yet awakened?

Tang Ricao thought in his heart, it seems that he can only let Xiao San be an ordinary person and spend his life in peace.

"It's just blue silver grass, it's just a waste martial spirit." When Tang Ricao said this, there was a pain in his heart.

Ah Yin I'm sorry, for the sake of Xiao San's ability to give up becoming a soul master, so as to live comfortably, I can only say with a clear conscience that your Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul is a waste martial soul, I hope you will forgive me.

"Scrap the Martial Spirit? Dad, but the deacon of the Martial Spirit Hall told me that it is impossible for Blue Silver Grass to have innate soul power, and all my martial souls should not be Blue Silver Grass. ”

As soon as these words came out, Tang Hao's expression changed, and unconsciously, a terrifying murderous aura emanated from his seemingly old body, but it quickly disappeared.

It's just that Tang San is a person, when he was in the past, the human life in his hands was no less than the number of palms, and he was very familiar with the murderous Tang San.

Judging from this murderous aura, I am afraid that the number of people killed by Tang Hao is not nearly a thousand, this is not what an ordinary blacksmith should have, it seems that his identity as a father is a bit unusual.

"What did the deacon say?" Tang Ricao unconsciously, his fists had gradually clenched, and a cold cold light flashed in his cloudy eyes.

Tang San told Brother Tao, who had already gotten rid of the title of the God of the Blind, what he said at that time, word by word, sentence by sentence, exactly to Tang Hao.

Hearing this, Tang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, he had thought that it was Su Yuntao who recognized Tang San's martial soul as the Blue Silver Emperor, if it was reported, it would inevitably attract the pursuit of the Martial Spirit Palace.

In this case, Tang Hao would definitely directly kill Su Yuntao, and even smash the Martial Soul Branch Hall in Notting City, even if Tang Xiao was in the hands of the Martial Spirit Palace, he would do it.

For the sake of the future of the junior, my brother can only wronged you, wronged you to wait for me under the Yellow Spring first, and Brother Hao, I will make amends to my brother after I die.

"Dad, I still have a martial spirit." Just as Tang Ricao was thinking about it, Tang San suddenly said.

As early as today, when the martial soul awakened, Tang San found that he still had a martial soul, but he was a human being in two lives, and he didn't tell Su Yuntao and Jack about this, because these were just outsiders.

That's right, the Xuantian Treasure Record of the Tang Sect is written like this, since the Xuantian Treasure Record is written, it must be right.

Tang Hao, who was interrupted by Tang San's thoughts, raised his head, only to see that the blue silver grass on Tang San's right hand had disappeared, replaced by a small black hammer.

The handle of the hammer is about half a foot long, and the head of the hammer is cylindrical, which looks very much like a miniature version of the casting hammer, and the black surface of the hammer has a special light, and the cylindrical hammer head is coiled with a faint pattern.