Guardian of Douluo

    Tang Nian didn't turn around until he saw Tang San sending Old Jack outside the door, then turned to look at Tang Hao, who unexpectedly did not go back to sleep, but closed his eyes and rested, "Dad, our martial artist Is the soul really bad, is the Blue Silver Grass really a waste soul?" He showed a very disappointed look on his face.

    At this time, Tang San just returned from sending Old Jack off, and he was a little disappointed. After all, the spirit ring might be his only chance to improve Xuan Tian Gong. His own loss and seeing the expression on Tang Nian's face put him in a lower state than usual.

    "Dad, go back to your room and sleep for a while, I'll prepare lunch."

    Hearing Tang San's slightly low voice, Tang Nian groaned in his heart.

    Tang Hao still closed his eyes, as if he didn't understand the meaning: "Aren't you also disappointed. Do you want to become a soul master too? You all think that a soul master is a very good person. A good career, do you want to get ahead?"

    Tang San froze for a moment, "It's alright, Dad, it's good to be a blacksmith, you can support us as well. Didn't you promise me that you would teach me to make farm tools?"

    Tang Hao slowly opened his eyes, from his eyes, Tang San saw agitated emotions, unconsciously, Tang Hao's right fist was already clenched, already showing an old face showing With a hint of extremely cold breath, "Soul Master? What's the use of a Soul Master? Not to mention that it's just a useless martial soul, even if it is the most powerful martial soul, what is the use of the most powerful Soul Master? But it's still useless. "Tang Hao's emotions were very excited, his body was shaking, and vaguely, Tang San saw something crystal clear in his father's eyes.

    Looking at the excited Tang Hao, Tang Nian stretched out his hand to stop Tang San who was about to rush over, took a deep breath, and said firmly, "Yes, we want to become a spirit master. Martial spirit is still the most powerful martial spirit, no matter whether it is high or low, I want to try it, I don’t want to be like an ant when danger comes.”

    Hearing Tang Nian's words, Tang Hao didn't go up to beat him directly, but began to calm down slowly and asked Tang San, "Do you think so too?"

    "...Yes" Tang San hesitated for a while, then nodded, agreeing with Tang Nian's words.

     Closing his eyes, Tang Hao suddenly opened his eyes and said, "If that's the case, then release your martial spirits and let me see, what kind of confidence do you have."

    Tang San and Tang Nian looked at each other, nodded, raised their right hand at the same time, the Xuan Tian Gong in the body was quietly activated, and the special heat flow felt in the consciousness and the Xuan Tian Gong merged into one, and then A faint blue light appeared in their palms.

    At this moment, a blue grass appeared in Tang San's hand, while Tang Nian was holding a blue umbrella.

    Looking at the Blue Silver Grass in Tang San's hands for a while, Tang Hao lost his mind for a while, then gradually recovered, the light in his eyes flickered, and he murmured: "Blue Silver Grass, sure enough It's Blue Silver Grass. Same as hers."

    turned to Tang Nian's umbrella, "Open your umbrella."

    Tang Nian opened the umbrella. To be honest, he was a little surprised. After all, he didn't see the umbrella open.

    I saw that the blue-silver umbrella was stretched out, the blue umbrella was covered with white ribs, and the white bracket held up the whole umbrella.

    But I saw that the blue silver umbrella in Tang Nian's hand and the blue silver grass in Tang San's hands emitted a faint blue light.

    Tang Hao stood up abruptly, staring at the blue silver umbrella, the sudden movement almost made Tang San in front of him fall, unable to maintain his control over the blue silver grass, and Tang Nian's umbrella spirit was also affected Under the influence, the martial spirits of the two disappeared instantly.

    "Dad." The two looked suspiciously and asked at the same time.

    Tang Hao waved his hand impatiently, "Don't disturb me." After speaking, he opened the curtain and entered the room.

    "But, I still have a martial spirit." Tang San and Tang Nian said at the same time, and then looked at each other in surprise. Then, look at each other and smile.

    They still said that they were different after the awakening of their martial souls today. This is something Yuntao and Jack don't know. After all, those are just outsiders.

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    Xuantian Baolu Tang San has long been familiar with it, and he absolutely insists on implementing it. And Tang Nian, as a person taught by Tang San, must also understand these things, not to mention, in Tang Nian's mind, these are really useful.

    The door curtain was slammed open, and Tang Hao appeared outside again. At this time, his face was full of shock. It could be seen that his eyes were red, and he seemed to be in tears just now .

    Tang San didn't open his mouth, but slowly raised his left hand like he raised his right hand before.

    Tang Nian saw his movements, but did not follow, because he still hesitated, in the end, should he…

    And what appeared in Tang San's hand over there was no longer blue light, but a faint black light, these light gushing out from his palm, the brilliance instantly condensed, and a strange thing appeared in his palm.

      There is a special light on the top of the hammer, and a faint pattern is coiled around the cylindrical hammer. I don't know why, when this hammer appeared in Tang San's hands, it was a whole black hammer, the handle of the hammer was about half a foot long, and the hammer head was a cylinder, which looked like a miniature version of a casting hammer. However, there was a special light on the black surface of the hammer, and a faint pattern was coiled around the cylindrical hammer head.

    I don't know why, when this hammer appeared in Tang San's hand, the air in the whole room seemed a little depressed, and Tang San seemed to be unable to bear the weight of the small hammer, he could only hold it Stop him, arms drooping slowly. His face had turned a little pale.

    It seems that the small black hammer word consumes a lot of his internal strength. Even Tang San could only barely control himself to clench the handle of the hammer. This hammer, its weight is far more than the casting hammer.

    "This, this is..." Tang Hao came to Tang San in almost a single step, grabbed his hand holding the hammer and brought it to him. Tang Hao's hand was very strong, at least Now Tang San no longer felt that the hammer had such a heavy load on his arm.

    When Tang Hao's hand held his, a warm blood connection made Tang San feel extremely comfortable, "Dad, is there something wrong?" Hammer, the excited light that disappeared before reappeared in Tang Hao's eyes, "Twin spirits. It turned out to be twin spirits. Son, my son." Suddenly, Tang Hao opened his strong arms and held Tang San tightly. into your own arms.

    Looking at the two hugging each other, Tang Nian was not disturbed by birth. He had Tang San to rely on, but Tang San, all he could do was to accompany him. And that sense of dependence can only be given by Tang Hao as a father.

    After a while, looking at Tang San who couldn't hold it, Tang Nian said with a smile, "Dad, you haven't seen my martial arts yet"

    "Yours, so are you" Tang Hao looked at Tang Nian again and asked excitedly.

    Tang Nian smiled and did not answer, unlike Tang San, he raised his hands, the same black light gushing out, slowly condensing into...