Douluo: Thousands of Templates Tang Chen

　　 "Specialize in one direction? What does this mean?" Tang San still knows too little about spirit masters, still confused.

"That is to say, when obtaining spirit rings in the future, try to obtain spirit rings with similar abilities as much as possible. It does not have to be exactly the same, but the general direction should be similar, so as to avoid conflicts between their own spirit rings and restrict their own strength. The situation arises."

Speaking of this, the master showed a sneer on his face, "Many people think that Blue Silver Grass is a waste martial arts soul, but after many years of research, Blue Silver Grass also has its own role. If it weren't for Blue Silver Grass when it awakened. The resulting spirit power is too weak, even if it is to become a war spirit master, it is not impossible."

　　 Then, the master explained to Tang San the essence and advantages of Lan Yincao Wuhun, as well as the association of the future development direction of Lan Yincao. In his opinion, the weakness of Blue Silver Grass itself makes it easier to integrate spirit rings of different attributes, which can make the Blue Silver Wuhun move towards the direction of the control system.

　　 Tang San secretly admired him, he deserves to be called a master, and it’s not wrong to choose him as a teacher. An ordinary blue silver grass could have so many advantages in his analysis. It can be seen how in-depth he has studied Wuhun. No wonder the teacher said that the empire was prepared to bestow the title of the master duke with the master's ability. This is no exaggeration.

　　 Tang Chen is a bit boring, after all, the master is Tang San’s teacher, who has been helping to solve Tang San’s problems, inevitably ignoring him. So he simply bowed his head and silently nurtured two seeds with completely different breaths in his body.

　　 is coming soon, just this year...

　　 Master drank slobber, "It is so decided for the time being, you should go back first. I will come to your dormitory to find you tomorrow morning."

"OK."

　　Leaving the master's room, Tang San couldn't calm down for a long time. The master's account was much clearer than the explanation of Wuhun that Tang Chen told him before. This afternoon, through the explanation of the master, he can be regarded as having a general understanding of Wuhun.

　　 He knows that if he wants to get more knowledge of the soul master, he must continue to learn from the master. And the Master decided to take them to obtain the spirit ring so soon, which made Tang San the happiest. After he has his first spirit ring, no matter what the situation is, he can be sure of the relationship between his Profound Heaven Skill and the martial spirit of this world.

　　 "Finally finished..."

　　 The moment Tang Chen left the master's office, he couldn't help but complain. Sure enough, he wasn't the piece of material he was studying, and was different from the relishful Tang San. Once the knowledge that could be quickly understood in the middle of the game became something that needed to be learned, it seemed as if it had been countless times more difficult, making Tang Chen feel like a life.

　　 Tang San shook his head helplessly, and followed Tang Chen towards the cafeteria. Although the two had eaten two meals at noon, they didn't feel much hungry now, but at noon they promised Xiao Wu to have dinner together in the evening, so they wouldn't break their promise.

　　 At the entrance of the canteen, Xiao Wu was already there waiting for them. As soon as she saw them, Xiao Wu ran over.

"The food in the canteen is too bad. I miss the old lady who used to shake the spoon. At least the food was not so bad at that time." Tang Chen only ordered steamed buns and pickles. At the level of the canteen, there are only such things for him to eat. Go down.

　　 "Aunt Shake Spoon?" Xiao Wu asked with some confusion while chewing on the fried carrots. This dish is almost like shredded carrots and sautéed with salt. It was difficult for Tang Chen to swallow, but it was inexplicably in line with Xiao Wu's appetite.

　　 Tang San is no stranger to the various weird vocabulary that his old brother said. He also eats pickled vegetable buns. Such food is very cheap and very suitable for them from a poor family.

He didn't know that once he became a first-level spirit master, he would receive a subsidy of one golden soul coin every month. Now an excellent spirit master can even get double the empire bonus, which would be a huge sum for him. payment!

　　 After eating, the three of them walked towards the dormitory together.

　　 "It's ridiculous that the rice is so unpalatable. I really don't understand how good ingredients are made into this taste." Tang Chen rubbed his stomach, obviously, he was very dissatisfied with the food in the cafeteria.

　　 "Some food is good." Tang San comforted his elder brother. Although he also wanted to eat Tang Chen's food, he should not think too much about it in school. He smiled and said, "What are you saying, at least there are no rabbits to eat, right?"

　　 Xiao Wu, who blinked and listened to them with big eyes, froze. "You say, rabbit?!"

　　 Tang San glanced at her with some confusion, nodded and said, "Yes, my brother and I have eaten rabbits since we were young, because we eat too much, and now I feel sick when we see rabbits."

　　 "I hate rabbits the most!"

　　 Tang Chen fiercely covered his face, and couldn't bear to look directly at his brother's EQ. Didn't you see that Xiao Wu's face was already dark? Why didn't you find you so brave before? !

　　 Xiao Wu was silent for a moment, took two steps back, and took a posture towards Tang San.

　　 "Xiao Wu, Wuhun Bone Rabbit, challenge you!" An angry she decided to teach this bastard.

　　 Bunny is so cute, why do you want to eat Bunny?

　　 Tang San knew that he had done something stupid no matter how slow he was. When someone with a rabbit spirit said that he had eaten rabbits and vomited, it was almost like a graveyard. In other cases, Tang San's character would immediately apologize. but……

　　 Recalling the irresistible despair that had lasted for half a year when the three meals were rabbits, Tang San suddenly went into flames and posed for Xiao Wu. "Tang San, Wuhun, Lan Yincao!"

　　 Tang Chen shook his head, turned and left. In the following scenes, he might be able to guess it. With the current physical fitness of the junior three, it is difficult to lose even if he wants to.

　　 After a while, Tang San returned to the dormitory blankly.

　　 "Have you won?" Tang Chen asked lazily, lying on the bed.

"No."

　　 "Huh?!" Tang Chen jumped up from the bed, looked at Tang San in astonishment, and said, "No way? Did you lose to Xiao Wu?"

　　 "Neither, we are tied, and we have agreed to meet again next time." Tang San said truthfully.

　　 Next, Tang San saw that his old brother's expression was like a face change in a Sichuan opera, from incomprehension to sudden realization, to incredible belief. In just a few seconds, several expressions were changed.

　　 "It's high, Xiaosan, it's really high. I didn't expect you to think so much. Fortunately, I thought you had a low EQ, so you really deserve to be my brother. This time I'm on the first floor, and you're already in the atmosphere!"

　　 Tang Chen patted Tang San on the shoulder, and said with a gratified expression that Tang San could not understand.

　　 "I just don't want to bully her with physical fitness, brother, you think too much." Tang San gradually recollected and said irritably.

"Yes, yes, yes, I understand, I understand, our junior is just simply competing with other girls for their skills. It doesn't matter whether they look good or not. You have never thought about contacting others for a long time, and never thought about it. Cultivate relationships for a long time. Isn’t it? Really worthy of being my brother, who has the style of me back then (not)."

"elder brother--!"

　　 Tang San wanted to strangle his brother for the first time.

　　 Feeling the strange gazes of Wang Sheng and An Yan, Tang San just wanted to find a place to get in.

　　 "Little San, I'm grown up."

　　 "Go to bed, go to bed tomorrow!"

　　 Tang San pulled up the quilt and covered his head.

　　 As for whether Tang San really thought about such a thing, who knows? ('⊙ω⊙`)