Douluo: Thousands of Templates Tang Chen

Chapter 4: "Brother, your hair..." "Shut up"

   Sitting on the rock for a long time, Tang Chen reluctantly accepted the reality that his hair was gone...a ghost! Give me the labor and capital's hair, I won't practice it for good? !

   Well, this is nothing but a complaint from Tang Chen. In this world, the most important thing is still strength. Only with power can we live well in this world. Without power, everything is empty talk.

   So Tang Chen just touched his head, which was smooth enough to reflect the sunrise light, and got up and walked towards the top of the mountain.

   Seeing Tang Chen get up and leave, the surrounding animals blinked in confusion, and they all woke up from their previous epiphany. Immediately afterwards, they scattered to the surroundings.

   One of the birds seemed to be a little unconscious, flying swayingly, hitting the tree inadvertently, and falling right in front of Tang Chen.

   "Huh?! It's not a rabbit this time!"

   Tang Chen's eyes lit up, and he walked quickly over, lifted the bird in his eyes, clicked it carefully, and nodded in satisfaction.

   "It's almost two catties, and finally it's not a rabbit anymore. Don't worry, I will take care of you myself this time."

  While saying things the bird could not understand, the black light in Tang Chen's hand surged, and before the bird could react, he instantly took its life, and even the feathers, internal organs and dirty blood were swallowed by the black light.

   Tang Chen glanced at the bare bird in his hand with some surprise. He just wanted to deal with the feathers at first, but he didn't expect the power of darkness to be so useful, it could be called a kitchen artifact.

   Thinking like this, Tang Chen continued to walk towards the top of the mountain while lifting the bird in his hand.

   Above the top of the mountain, the newborn sun showed a slight figure, the light pierced the darkness and brought light to the earth.

   Tang San sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, opened his eyes slightly, and a purple light flashed in his eyes.

   "It still doesn't work, Xuan Tian Gong still hasn't been able to break through, does it really need the so-called spirit ring?!"

   That's right, sitting on the top of the mountain was Tang San who had gotten up early in the morning. He had just finished cultivating the Purple Demon Eye and was now worrying about Xuantian Gong.

   Strangely, although Xuantian Gong was temporarily unable to be promoted due to different reasons in the world, the Purple Demon Eye didn't seem to be affected. After his long and unremitting efforts, his purple magic pupil has been completely stabilized in the state of [Overview].

   There are four realms in the purple magic pupil, looking at it in detail, mustard seed, and vast. In Tang San's previous life, he was only able to reach the state of [minimalist], and [Mustard Seed] was only mastered by Mr. Tang Da and some powerful elders.

   As for the final [Vast] realm, it seems to be a legend, except for the ancestor of the Tang Sect, no disciple of the Tang Sect can reach it. Over time, the [Vastness] Realm has become a legend that is beyond sight.

At this time, Tang San was far faster than his previous life in cultivating the Purple Demon Eye, but it took more than two years before he was able to stay firmly in the [Overview] state, not to mention the fact that it’s harder to know how much than [Overview]. Times the other realm.

What's even more maddening is that the purple magic pupil can only practice quickly every morning when the purple energy comes from the east for a short period of time before the sun rises. If it encounters a rainy day, the progress is so slow that it makes people feel that Before he was making progress, Tang San couldn't. When Xuan Tian Gong couldn't be promoted, it was the most cost-effective to cultivate the Purple Demon Eye.

  Like other mysterious jade hands, ghost fans' trails and so on, they all rely on the existence of the mysterious power, and the mysterious power can't be improved and practiced will not be of much use.

   Tang San pursed his mouth, stood up from the ground, and immediately saw a light source that kept rising under the mountain.

   "hiss~"

   Tang San couldn't help but squinted his eyes, the thing that constantly reflected sunlight under the mountain was like a 100-watt electric light bulb, even if Tang San looked with a purple magic pupil, it was almost dazzled.

   After he got used to it a little bit, when he looked at the light source again, he couldn't help but grow his mouth.

   "Brother, your hair..."

"To shut up!"

   That's right, it was Tang Chen who came up from the bottom of the mountain. He had a dark face and was too lazy to take care of Tang San with a bewildered look, and threw the bird in his hand to him.

   "Go back and cook!"

   Tang Chen originally wanted to cook a meal by himself after a long absence, but now he has changed his mind. He touched his bare head, and no one knew the sadness in his heart.

   He had no idea that those two Buddhas could suppress many worlds. Why, why is there no way to grow hair in their inheritance? !

   There is even no way to avoid hair fall.

   Regarding this, Tang Chen was already unable to complain.

   "Brother, are you really okay?"

   Tang San was holding the naked bird, his eyes could not help but look over Tang Chen's head, his shoulder moved, but his expression remained calm with difficulty.

   No matter how much he was professionally trained in his previous life, he would never laugh no matter how funny he was... unless he couldn't help it.

"It's enough!!!"

   Tang Chen went crazy for an instant, he walked down the mountain angrily, not wanting to pay attention to this stupid Odoudou. Behind him, Tang San covered his mouth and held back a smile, while closely following him down the mountain.

   Soon, the two returned to the forge.

   Tang San rushed to the kitchen, first stirred the rice porridge boiled in the pot, and felt almost done. He took the **** pot off the stove and began to seriously cook the unknown bird in his hand.

   Like Tang Chen, he was fed up with the smell of rabbits and decided to use his best craftsmanship to cook this hard-won ingredient.

   Soon, bursts of alluring fragrance filled the kitchen.

   Tang Hao lying in the room couldn't help sucking his nose. He was also one of the victims of eating rabbits for a long time. Even if he looked very decadent now, he still had an irresistible dislike for rabbits.

   Even Tang San had already used his best to prepare the rabbit.

   Unsurprisingly, today the Tang family’s dining table is extremely lively. This hard-won ingredient was not eaten at all, and even the bones were bare, which made the dogs sigh.

   After eating breakfast, Tang Hao couldn't help but shift his attention to Tang Chen's head. With his eyesight, it can be easily seen that Tang Chen has no pores on his head, and it can almost be concluded that he will not be able to grow hair in the future...

   Tang Hao originally wanted to ask Tang Chen, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed it again. He stood up without saying a word and returned to the back room, just like every day before.

   Tang Chen and Tang San are still committed to making the already clean bones cleaner, without even noticing the complex colors in their father's eyes.

   Tang Chen knew something, but he had never thought about what kind of emotion he should face this father with. Unlike Tang San, he had parents in his previous life, and even if he has been reborn now, but if he is asked to call another person his father, he will still resist.

   This is also the reason why he keeps calling Tang Hao the "old man".

   As for Tang San?

   He didn't know anything. In his heart, Tang Hao was still that ordinary drunk who drank every day, and he was also one of his only relatives in two lifetimes.

   Just like that, time passed day by day.

  

  

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