Chapter 22: Father and Son

As Su Yuntao expected, the next two had no talent for cultivation.

It was Tang San's turn, and Su Yuntao's eyes lit up when he looked at the golden light that was not as good as the black-haired little girl before, but also more than the rest of the children.

Could it be that this Holy Soul Village has smoked twice from the ancestral tomb today, and there will be another soul master after a genius. Su Yuntao didn't force Tang San to be like Angela, as long as he could cultivate.

"Oh, Blue Silver Grass, Waste Martial Soul."

After seeing the martial soul in Tang San's hand clearly, Su Yuntao's disappointment was not concealed, wasting his feelings.

After that, he was ready to pack his things and go out, and he had to take Angela to Notting City.

"Uncle, you haven't helped me test my soul power yet."

Seeing that Su Yuntao was about to leave again, Tang San hurriedly grabbed Su Yuntao's sleeve.

As a reborn person, Tang San certainly knew how much his innate soul power was, but he didn't know how much soul power he wanted for a work-study student, how could he go to Notting Academy to meet his Xiao Wu!

"Hey, trouble, what's so good about a waste martial spirit. Come, put your hands up. ”

Su Yuntao took out the test crystal from the package with an impatient face and asked Tang San to test it.

"Innate soul power!"

Looking at the test crystal that was as radiant as just now, a look of ecstasy appeared on Su Yuntao's face again.

Could it be that the ancestral tomb of the Holy Soul Village really smoked twice today? Two innate soul powers!

Although one of them is recognized as a waste martial soul, this is an innate soul power! It has only been a few years since the mainland has produced a congenital soul power, and no matter how wasteful the martial soul is, it can't hide its scarcity.

At least, he Su Yuntao dared to guarantee that although this boy might not be treated as much as the girl just now after entering the Martial Spirit Hall because of the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, it would not be much worse.

"Child, what's your name, are you willing to join my Martial Spirit Palace?" Su Yuntao sent out an invitation again.

Tang San choked, no, in your previous life, didn't you see that your waste martial soul didn't even ask, turned around and left? It seems that it is the variables brought by the girl.

"My name is Tang San, if you want to join the Martial Spirit Palace, I have to go back and ask my father." In the end, Tang San still came up with this reason to prevaricate, joining the Martial Spirit Palace, of course, it was impossible to join.

"Okay, kid, go ask your parents now, and I'll be waiting for you outside the house."

Su Yuntao has nothing to do, children, when they encounter major events, they go to their parents, he can understand.

For the sake of one more genius, he can still afford to wait for this time.

"Thank you, uncle." Helpless, Tang San had to turn around and go out.

Of course, he couldn't really run back and ask Tang Hao if he should join the Martial Spirit Palace, he just went back to tell Tang Hao about his twin martial souls, according to the trajectory of his previous life, this should be the first moment he felt his father's love since he was born.

As for Su Yuntao, just find a reason to prevaricate when you come back. Anyway, he is a waste martial soul in Su Yuntao's eyes, and I believe that Su Yuntao will not pay much attention to him.

Walking out of the wooden house, he happened to see Angela and Old Jack talking about something, but this time Tang San didn't explode with killing intent again.

He had already thought it through, wasn't he just a super martial soul who was ready to join the Martial Spirit Palace, and he still cared about this? In the previous life, the god-level martial soul plus the innate level twenty Qianrenxue were all defeated in their own hands, and a strange super martial soul plus innate full soul power is really nothing.

In this life, he was reborn with tens of thousands of years of memories of the god king, understood all the plans of the Martial Spirit Palace, knew where the opportunities on the mainland were, and did not need to be afraid of a super martial soul with innate soul power. Even if she is a variable, just such a talented person, even if she joins the Martial Spirit Palace, how many variables can she bring, with his wisdom and talent, it is easy to deal with.

Thinking like this, Tang San had already walked to his tattered door.

"Daddy!" Tang San walked into the house and found Tang Hao, who was striking iron.

"What's the matter, yelling." Tang Hao didn't raise his head, and at the same time, his lowered eyes were full of complex emotions, and he felt every scene of the awakening of the martial soul before.

Blue Silver Grass, I didn't expect it to be Blue Silver Grass, which means that the soul in that young body could really be his son. But what about those self-created soul techniques, it is still the same sentence, no one on the mainland can understand the matter of self-created soul skills better than him Tang Hao. His grandfather Tang Chen is known as the strongest person in the mainland, but he only started to create his own soul skills when he was titled, how could it be possible for a young child to create such a powerful and exquisite soul technique by himself.

Tang San's mind was tangled Tang San didn't know, he just said to Tang Hao excitedly: "Dad, my martial soul has awakened, it's Blue Silver Grass!" ”

"Blue Silver Grass, it's not bad." Tang Hao still lowered his head and struck the iron, what he had already perceived, there was no need to be surprised.

"But Dad, I still have a martial spirit." Tang San only thought that Tang Hao's demeanor was missing his mother.

Tang Hao, who heard Tang San's words, suddenly raised his head and looked at Tang San's face full of shock.

Tang San didn't speak, he just slowly raised his left hand, and a strange small hammer appeared in his palm.

"Twin martial souls, it turned out to be twin martial souls. Son, my son. ”

Tang Hao rushed in front of Tang San with an arrow step, and slammed Tang San to protect him. What a self-created soul technique, my son is a super genius! The super genius of the twin martial spirits! How normal it is to create your own soul skills! What was I Tang Hao doing before!

It wasn't until Tang San couldn't hold on anymore that Tang Hao restrained his fluctuating emotions and stared at Tang San's face, and after a long time, he said a word: "Remember, in your future, you must use the hammer in your left hand to protect the grass in your right hand." Forever. ”

At the same time, an idea appeared in Tang Hao's mind, which lifted his spirit, which had been decadent for six years. Innate soul power, twin martial souls, many powerful self-created soul skills, coupled with the cultivation of his generation of Haotian Douluo, Haotian Sect will be great again! Moreover, you can also take revenge on the Wuhun Hall that forced Ah Yin to death at the beginning!

Of course, these thoughts can't be said to the current Tang San, first of all, Tang San is still young in Tang Hao's eyes, and knowing too much is a burden.

Secondly, after Tang Hao was moved, although he already thought that this was his son in his heart, what about the depths? I'm afraid there is still a mustard that Tang Hao himself didn't even notice.

After all, human beings are not only good at deceiving others, but sometimes, they are even better at deceiving themselves. But some things, some realities, it is there, no matter how you deceive yourself, no matter how you hypnotize yourself, you will eventually leave some traces.

"Why does it take so long to ask?"

Outside the wooden house, Su Yuntao paced around anxiously.

When the old Jack next to him saw this scene, he had to step forward with a wry smile: "Master Su Yuntao, it is estimated that Tang Hao is drunk again, why don't I urge him?" ”

"Okay, I'll go with you, Old Jack, Village Chief, you lead the way." Su Yuntao finally couldn't wait.

At this moment, Tang San's figure finally appeared around the corner.

"Uncle, I'm sorry. My dad didn't want me to be a soul master. ”