Tang Hao didn't hear Zi Laiye's answer for a long time, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of loss in his heart: "Alas," Sure enough, he can't decide the fate of others, "Alas" He sighed again, thinking back to himself at the beginning, didn't he think that he was already very strong, which caused her to leave?

Forget it, forget it, while I'm still alive, while I'm really strong now, let them go! Can't beat Lao Tzu! Tang Hao made up his mind.

"Father......" Jiraiya muttered for a while, and then said:

"I ...... I think I'm only going to be able to stay for six or seven years, and I can't really ......."

Before Jilaiye's words were finished, Tang Hao interrupted: "Okay, okay, grinding and chirping doesn't look like a man, then I have decided." When you're six years old, I'll let you awaken your martial spirits, how about it? Thank you, Xiao Wu. The last few words, Tang Hao almost spit out with his lips, even he couldn't hear clearly, he could see that his son was unusual, and he could see how determined his son was to make this kind of decision, if he was the last great god to reincarnate, maybe he wouldn't be able to. But he's my son now!

Thinking of this, Tang Hao's mood suddenly improved a lot, after all, there is still a lot of time, such a carefree life, if you add her, how good it would be! A faint smile appeared on Tang Hao's face.

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The end of the month of the 1505th year of the Douluo Continent.

"The fire escapes, the fire is extinguished"

Jiraiya quickly formed seventeen seals, consumed almost all the chakra, and shot such a large flame into the pond.

"Whew.!"

Huge flames erupted into the pool, covering the entire surface of the water. It has reached a coverage area of more than 200 square meters.

The water in the pond rose from white smoke and rushed above with a clattering sound, and then spread again and fell in the nearby fields, houses, and woods.

Suddenly, the entire thatched house was filled with water vapor, and it was white, as if it had performed the art of fog and shadow, and the visibility could not exceed a meter.

"Ahem, ahem, Tang Wu, what are you kid doing, blackening the iron that I just hit red."

A sloppy man with unkempt hair and stains all over his body stepped out, a hint of anger on his face.

Jiraiya hurriedly stood up and called, "Father! ”

Tang Hao glanced at him, and then looked at the small hill opposite, the sun had just risen at this time, and the purple qi rose, quickly melting the smoke in front of him.

Tang Hao looked at the small hill opposite, the child in a linen shirt.

He sat facing the place where the morning sun rose, endless sacredness and peace, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he couldn't open his eyes.

"Tang Wu, junior this?"

Zilai waved his hand boringly and replied: "This kid, listening to him, he seems to be able to borrow the power of the rising sun and wash his eyes with that purple qi." ”

"Oh, interesting, I'm getting more and more incomprehensible to you."

Jirai didn't speak, just nodded.

At this moment, Tang Hao and the others seemed to hear the gurgling sound of boiling water, and when they came back to their senses, they saw that the pond was completely boiling.

Tang Hao was dumbfounded, and said with a smile: "Xiao Wu, it's really progressing fast, the pond is boiling, and the water is half less, it is estimated that you will be able to soak in the hot springs later." ”

Jiraiya's eyes lit up at first, and then suddenly dimmed, and he heard the words "hot spring" and "hot spring", which had disappeared from his mind for almost five years. Thinking of the happy life that used to be happy to write books, but suddenly thinking of the time when I peeped at Tsunade, I couldn't help but feel numb.

And with the current strength, not to mention compared with God, it has not even reached five percent of the past. Is there still hope of going back by yourself?

Tang Hao glanced at him again, as if he had guessed something, and said softly:

"Step-by-step cultivation is the true foundation for becoming a strong man."

Zilai also smiled miserably, what his father knew, how could he not understand, otherwise, he would have already practiced how to open the Eight Gates Dunjia, but he knew that his time was running out, and every day that passed, his heart became heavier.

Zilai, who came back to his senses, also retracted his thoughts and asked, "Father! How far am I from God? ”

Tang Hao looked at his son in horror, and was silent for a long time, not because he was frightened, but because he couldn't describe it in words............