"Daddy." Tang San suddenly screamed, he pointed to a piece of pig iron in the corner and said, "Can this piece of iron be used for me, I want to build something." ”

After coming to this world to cultivate for a few years, Tang San's Xuantian Gong could not break through, and he was ready to create some secret weapons that he was good at in case of emergency.

Hearing this, Tang Hao shifted his gaze to this piece of pig iron, "Hey, there is iron essence in this piece of pig iron." He walked over and lowered his head to look at it, then turned his head to look at Tang San, and said, "You can use it if you want, remember not to delay cooking at night." ”

After saying this, Tang Hao went back to the house and continued to sleep.

"Hmm." Tang San nodded.

Tang San felt very satisfied with Tang Hao's existence, he thought that in this life, there was at least one person who made him call Dad.

Looking at Tang Hao's lazy back, Xiao Yan on the side covered his hungry stomach, the corners of his mouth lifted a touch of self-deprecation, and he couldn't help but shake his head, he was very disappointed in this father.

For people in the feudal era like Tang San, they always thought that there was love if they were related by blood, but for young people in modern society like Xiao Yan, if there was no process of getting along with each other, there would be no feelings at all.

Love never comes out of nowhere.

Xiao Yan is even a little disgusted with the current hypocritical family affection.

I saw Tang San walk over, pick up the piece of pig iron, and put it directly on the stove next to the bellows, and then as long as the charcoal fire was lit, it could be forged.

"Brother, please help me make a fire." Tang San turned his head to look at Xiao Yan, and said in a crisp and calm voice.

"Hmm." Xiao Yan nodded, after a bowl of porridge was put into his stomach, he lit the charcoal fire, pulled the bellows, the whirring bellows sounded, and the blazing flames came out of the charcoal furnace.

Looking at this raging flame, Xiao Yan always had a strange feeling, he found that his ability to control fire seemed to be very strong, and he could change the shape of the flame when it burned with his mind alone.

"Why is this happening?" Xiao Yan was slightly stunned, he was puzzled, of course, Tang San didn't notice all this.

While.

After the pig iron was gradually burned red, Tang San picked up the casting hammer and knocked it down hard, making a crisp sound.

Inside, Tang Hao, who was lying on the bed, was already snoring.

After coming to this world, Xiao Yan learned from the villagers that this world is called Douluo Continent, and there are two major empires, one of which is the Heaven Dou Empire where Xiao Yan is located.

The other is the Star Luo Empire in the south.

The province of Fasno, where the Holy Soul Village is located, is located at the junction of the two empires, and the city of Notting next to it is very close to the border of the Star Luo Empire.

Xiao Yan also learned from the mouths of the villagers that the people on the Douluo Continent all possessed something called a martial soul, which could be a part of the body, an animal, a plant, or an artifact.

At the age of six, people can awaken their martial spirits through the awakening ritual, and if the martial soul is a hoe, then this person's ability to cultivate the fields will be stronger than others.

If the martial soul is an animal, this person can have some simple abilities of this animal, so the martial soul has become an important existence that can change people's lives.

Xiao Yan also wanted to know what his martial soul was.

Is it a hammer? Is it fire? Or the ubiquitous blue silver grass?

More important than martial souls, people are more looking forward to the appearance of soul power, in this world, everyone has martial souls, but not everyone may have soul power.

A few hours later.

When the time came to the afternoon, Tang Hao was building farm tools.

"Is Blacksmith Don in the house?" An old voice came from outside the house.

"Hmm." Hearing this, Tang Hao snorted without being salty.

Hearing the voice, Xiao Yan knew that it was the old village chief Grandpa Jack who was coming, Xiao Yan walked out of the house quickly, only to see that the person who came was an old man in his sixties, he was slender and long, but he was in good spirits, and his clothes were clean and tidy.

Compared with his father Tang Hao, they are two extremes.

This village chief is a good man, and in the early years, when Tang Hao's family was in the most difficult time, he didn't send food over.

Therefore, Xiao Yan also respects this old village chief very much, and Xiao Yan will remember those who are good to him.

However, Tang Hao didn't think so, he was always lukewarm to the old village chief Tang Hao, and even looked down on him a little, just because the village chief was less than ten years older than him, but he was a generation higher than him.

For this reason, Tang Hao has always been a little unhappy with the old village chief.

"Grandpa the village chief, you're here." Xiao Yan walked up to Old Jack and saluted him respectfully.

"Oh, Xiao Yan, come, let grandpa see." Old Jack touched Xiao Yan's head and led Xiao Yan into the house.

"Old Jack, is there something wrong?" Tang Hao said coldly.

Old Jack seemed to be accustomed to Tang Hao's attitude, and said, "Tang Hao, your two sons are almost six years old, they should also participate in the awakening ceremony in three days, don't be late then." ”

"It would be nice if our village could produce a soul master, it would be a matter of glory to the ancestors!"

Tang Hao glanced at Old Jack, yawned, and said indifferently: "It's better to be a chef than a soul master, I'm so hungry now......"

"Tang Hao... How dare you insult the soul master. As if he had been touched by the scales, Old Jack yelled at Tang Hao: "You should know the status of the soul master in my heart, and if I hear you say such things, I will expel you from the village, if it weren't for the sake of your two children, do you think I would like to come to this kennel?" ”

"......" was reprimanded by Old Jack, Tang Hao did not get angry, but continued to beat the farm tools in his hands.

"Hey..."Old Jack sighed, turned to Xiao Yan and Tang San and said, "I'll go first, Xiao San, Xiao Yan, you take care of yourself." ”

"Three days later, Grandpa will come to pick you up."

After speaking, Old Jack glared at Tang Hao viciously, and then left Tang Hao's blacksmith shop.

"Grandpa Jack, you're good to go." Xiao Yan waved his hand to Old Jack.

Night fell, dinner was eaten.

Tang Hao habitually walked outside, for him, this was the routine, going out to drink, drinking the worst ale.

The three days passed quickly, and Tang San still ran to the top of the mountain every morning to cultivate the Purple Pole Demon Pupil and Xuantian Gong.

As for Xiao Yan, in addition to cooking with Tang San every day, he would secretly use the flames in the furnace to practice some simple fire control techniques, as well as hammer and forge some pig iron to strengthen his body.

As for why he was able to control the shape of the flame, Xiao Yan himself was not clear.

I always feel that this is a special ability given to him by God.

"Xiao Yan, Xiao San, grandpa is here to pick you up." Old Jack came to the blacksmith shop on time, probably because he was bored with Tang Hao, he didn't even walk in this time.

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