The home of Tang Yuan's father and son is still quite easy to find.

On the west side of the village, the three most humble earthen houses in the entire village are their homes.

On the roof of the largest house in the middle, there is a wooden plaque about one meter in diameter, on which is painted a rudimentary hammer pattern.

This pattern represents the blacksmith in this world.

Tang Yuan is the blacksmith of the Holy Soul Village, and he is also the only blacksmith.

The farm tools he created were durable and not easily damaged, which was another reason why Jack tolerated Don and his son.

Otherwise, Old Jack would have expelled the brain-dead father and son from the Holy Soul Village a long time ago.

"Squeak..."

Xiao He gently pushed open the door of Tang Yuan's house, and then walked in.

The room was in a mess, with tables, chairs, and benches lying everywhere, and the bed lying crookedly in the corner, with all sorts of things scattered around the bed.

This is Xiao He's first and only feeling.

"Every time I come here, it's like this, this father and son with cerebral palsy, don't they know how to tidy up their residence? The rhubarb's nest at the entrance of the village is cleaner than yours! ”

Xiao He shook his head and began to look around, his gaze resting on the empty wooden bed.

The bedding on the wooden bed was messy, as if it hadn't been washed in years, and it smelled sour.

"Is no one there? That's exactly what I want, the little master doesn't want to see the faces of Tang Yuan's father and son! ”

Xiao He pursed his lips, directly threw a small bag of grain in his hand on the table, and then turned around and left, as if he didn't want to stay longer for a moment.

...... Dividing line ......

At the same time, on a hill that was only more than a hundred meters high adjacent to the Holy Soul Village, a thin figure appeared.

It was a boy of only five or six years old, apparently exposed to the warmth of the sun, his skin was a healthy wheat color, his short black hair looked neat, and his clothes were simple but clean.

"Haotian Hammer: Cloak!"

The little boy held a black hammer in both hands, and saw that he was centered on his right foot, and his whole person danced quickly like a spinning top.

Bang bang bang......

The hammer slammed into the black-brown ground with a dull sound.

After each fall, the ground shuddered for a few moments, and there was a crackling and cracking sound.

"Haotian Nine Uniques: Collapse Word Decision!"

Suddenly, the boy roared, accelerated suddenly, and swung his hammer again and smashed it into the ground.

Thundered......

At this moment, the entire hill seemed to shake violently, and countless sand, gravel and mud debris fell off the mountain, forming billowing smoke, covering the little boy's figure.

And when the smoke cleared, I saw the little boy kneeling on one knee, sweating and panting, but his eyes were firm and bright, as if he was full of hope and confidence in the future.

"If I'm not mistaken, when I first awakened the Haotian Hammer Martial Soul, its weight was close to a hundred catties, and I couldn't use it at all."

"However, now that I use this fifty-pound hammer, I can use the chaotic cloak hammer method to the eighteenth hammer, and I should be able to barely use the Haotian Hammer Martial Soul."

The little boy wiped the sweat from his forehead and muttered to himself.

This little boy is undoubtedly the legendary Tang God King, Bingqing Yujie who can survive with just a few grains of rice!

It's just that this Tang San is a little different......

This Tang San is not the original goods, to be precise, he is Tang San after 40,000 years!

The Tang San who died because of Xiao Wu, then cried a handful of snot and tears, and committed suicide.

Therefore, this Tang San will not only mess with the cloak hammer method, but also Haotian Nine Uniques, and even the Seagod Thirteen Halberds!

"It's almost over, tomorrow is the day of the awakening of the martial soul, my beloved Xiao Wu, I will soon be able to see you at the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy......"

Tang San's eyes were full of anticipation and yearning, as if Xiao Wu was right in front of him.

However, in just a moment, Tang San's expression changed.

As a reborn person, Tang San naturally knew that the Martial Spirit Hall had some deep hatred with his own family!

Therefore, Tang San naturally also thought about how to make the Martial Spirit Hall die faster and die more miserably.

However, no matter how Tang San thought about it, he found that the path he took back then was the best choice.

From the 100,000-year soul bone and the 100,000-year soul ring, to the god position and immortal products, and even the top secret hidden in the depths of the Martial Spirit Palace, these things that others dare not think of are all their own.

All Tang San could do was to make small repairs on this road, such as appropriately increasing the years of the first and second soul rings, and the second soul ring for the entire millennium, so that he was worthy of his position as a god king.

Or, after the destruction of the Martial Spirit Palace, he will get the [Key to Purification] as soon as possible, and let himself have the combat power of the god king level as soon as possible.

In this way, you won't almost be killed by the Shura God when the time comes!

That's right, Tang San, who was reborn from an even more distant future, also knew more about the gods of the God Realm.

The gods of the divine realm are basically gods of faith, and they are plagued by the poison of faith.

The human heart is the most unpredictable, who can guarantee that every mortal's belief in you is the purest and not mixed with all kinds of other demands.

These numbers are huge, and they have accumulated tens of thousands of distracting thoughts, which are enough to drive any level of god crazy.

Then, the angel god came up with something that could filter distracting thoughts, so she was besieged and killed by many gods of faith, and ended up with the reincarnation of a remnant soul.

The next thing is Tang San's way to become a god.

It's a pity that Tang San's road to cupping is indispensable to Xiao Wu.

After all, Xiao Wu's 100,000-year soul ring and 100,000-year soul bone are very easy to use, not to mention the soul ring and soul bone of the eldest brother-in-law and brother-in-law......

After struggling for a long time, Tang San finally made a decision half a year ago!

"Xiao Wu, I can only wronged you and let you suffer again, but you can be resurrected at that time, it's not a big deal."

"Big deal, I won't put the [Key to Purification] in your body at that time, and find a new carrier!"

"The God of Life, this God King who is proficient in the laws of life, she is quite suitable to be the carrier of the [Key to Purification]!"

Tang San said that his love for Xiao Wu was definitely earth-shattering!

If Xiao Wu dies, he will find a way to resurrect Xiao Wu, and if he can't be resurrected, he will go with Xiao Wu!

It's definitely not because he doesn't have the [Key to Purification] that he will be driven crazy by the [Poison of Faith].

As for the fact that when the [Key to Purification] was used, it would deprive the carrier of its vitality at the same time, Tang San said that he didn't know about it at the time.

After all, Xiao Wu was his beloved, how could he kill her with his own hands?

"It's almost time, it's time to go back and make lunch for my father!"

Tang San looked up at the sky, his thin body rose to his feet and ran towards the bottom of the mountain.