Chapter 32 Innate Soul Power: 0
Looking at Tang San who was laughing extremely happily in the snow, Tang Hao, who was hiding in the dark in the distance, was already beginning to doubt his life.
Ah Yin's death really hit him hard.
But the reason that made him "freeze" Tang San was mainly because Tang San was a hundred million points too "sensible"...
And now, seeing Tang San with his peers Playing so happily, Tang Hao suddenly felt that he might have thought too much in the past. Tang San was really just a child who was a little too precocious, not the ghosts and gods he had heard.
After all, what adult can play with a child?
As for the method of cultivation——
That must be because Tang San is his and A Yin’s child. He does not need to awaken his martial spirit, and is born with the inheritance and cultivation of the Blue Silver Emperor. Law!
But Tang San still had doubts about the footwork and techniques he possessed.
[Wait a year later, Xiao San awakens the martial spirit, and then make plans. If the awakened martial spirit is not the Clear Sky Hammer, as Old Jack said, my life will be like this; if it awakens Haotian Hammer, given Xiaosan's precocious maturity at a young age and my guidance, he will definitely become the youngest titled Douluo on the continent. At that time, father and son will work together to take revenge on Wuhun Palace! 】
Tang Hao's eyes widened and he walked towards his blacksmith shop, preparing to sleep all day...
While still running happily on the snow, avoiding the snowballs of Zhou Qing and others , Tang San used the method of controlling the crane and capturing the dragon, grabbed part of the snowball, and threw it towards Zhou Qing. He smiled extremely happily, completely unaware that his father was secretly staring at him.
"Brother Qing, you have to take it!"
"No!"
Zhou Qing's face changed drastically, he closed his eyes and waved his fist randomly: o(>﹏<)o, but was still hit in the head by Tang San's snowball and fell to the ground.
"Why did you only hit me?"
"Because you are more resistant to beatings."
Tang San gave Zhou Qing an irrefutable reason.
Who asked him to practice Xuantian Gong?
Although he doesn’t have much internal strength, he does have it after all. It circulates around the body and can instinctively protect the body, so he can withstand a beating better than other children from the Holy Soul Village.
Zhou Qing, who was about to cry without tears, just wanted to say: "I'm starting to hate the game of snowball fights."
"I'm different."
Tang San threw snowballs and played something similar to a circus Juggling, he kept throwing the ball towards Zhou Qing, like a snowball launching machine, and also used hidden weapons to make the snowball draw beautiful parabolas in the air, hitting Zhou Qing accurately. forehead.
Pah, pah, pah!
After a while, Zhou Qing's head was buried by the broken snowball.
Then Tang San clapped his hands and said with a smile: "I kind of like this game."
Zhou Qing, whose head was buried in the snowdrift: "······"
His grandma drops!
Why hadn't he noticed before that Tang San was so sinister?
Don’t you just have no intention of practicing ghost tracking? Are you just bullying him for his "short legs"?
I'll wait and see. When I awaken my martial spirit, I can officially start my journey as a soul master. I must create a movement technique that surpasses the ghost shadow and shadow, so that my ghost shadow and shadow will be defeated...
< br>The happy days are always short.
In the blink of an eye, another year has passed by.
During this year, while Zhou Qing and Tang San were studying, practicing, taking care of the Spirit Turtle, and regularly cleaning up the secret base deep in the mountains and forests, they also spent time with the children of the Holy Soul Village. Happy times.
Collect nectar from flowers in spring, cicadas in summer, wild fruits in autumn, and sparrows in the snow in winter.
Carefree!
Be free!
In the past year, Tang San felt that he was truly alive, making up for the happy childhood he had never experienced in his previous life, and his whole person became more and more sunny.
In the spring of the new year, Zhou Qing and Tang San, who were six years old, had already found Old Jack and were waiting together at the entrance of the village. Before that, Old Jack went to Tang Hao and told him about the awakening of martial arts, but Tang Hao, as usual, didn't give Old Jack a good look.
He originally thought that after the people in the village didn't need to go to Tang Hao to repair their farm tools, the other party would realize their shame and become brave again, but he actually "gnawed young" with peace of mind and even forcibly took away the money Tang San earned and used it to buy wine.
If the people in the village didn't sell it to him, he would go to another village. He was really——
He turned into a complete waste!
Fortunately, Tang San became really sensible.
“Dear Soul Master, you are here!”
Outside Holy Soul Village, Su Yuntao arrived as expected, and Old Jack immediately greeted him.
"Yes."
Su Yuntao was as usual, with a touch of pride in his eyebrows, but his eyes also revealed a hint of exhaustion, and he said bluntly: "Hurry up. Well, I'm in a hurry, there are still several villages to go."
"Please follow me."
Old Jack hurriedly led the way.
Zhou Qing and Tang San followed.
Su Yuntao looked at the two children, who were about 1.5 meters tall, and asked: "Are they also children of the right age?"
"Yes, respected master of fighting spirits. "Old Jack responded respectfully.
Su Yuntao was a little speechless. He didn’t understand why a mere six-year-old child grew to 1.5 meters tall?
But he quickly put aside this doubt, and his eyes became a little more fiery.
[It is impossible to say that these two children may awaken their innate soul power while awakening their martial souls! 】
Therefore, Su Yuntao couldn't help but look forward to it.
After arriving at the open space where the Spirit Hall of Holy Spirit Village is located, Su Yuntao took the remaining seven children and entered the Spirit Hall with Zhou Qing and Tang San.
"Line up from low to high, come one by one."
Su Yuntao asked the children to line up, and his tone was gentler, even mixed with a little excitement. After all, this It is very likely that two children with innate soul power will appear at one time.
If, as he expected, he reported it to the master of the Wuhun Branch Hall, he would be able to receive a considerable reward, and then he could buy the latest clothing styles for Sisi...
"Cough Cough!”
Su Yuntao placed the martial soul awakening stone and began to call the first child forward.
But Tang San looked at those martial spirit awakening stones and said to Zhou Qing: "I have carved those kind of soul guidance inscriptions on fine iron before. After injecting soul power, golden inscriptions will indeed be produced. The light spots will actively float into the human body, bringing a feeling as if something is about to break out of the body. However, it may be because the fine iron material does not match this soul guidance inscription, so the number of golden light spots produced Very few, or maybe I’m not old enough, so I didn’t succeed.”
Zhou Qing nodded slightly.
Different soul guidance inscriptions can achieve different effects on different metals... This is also the result of Tang San's test, and the soul guidance core inscriptions in the Spirit Awakening Stone are definitely not suitable for being inscribed on fine iron.
As for Wuhun only awakening at the age of six...
Zhou Qing doesn’t think so. Maybe it’s just that the soul masters of Wuhun Hall and various major sects have summed up their experience and found that six years old The effect of awakening martial soul is best when... ····
“Martial Spirit: Scythe.”
Su Yuntao had already helped his first child awaken the martial spirit. When he saw it was a sickle, there was a trace of disappointment in his eyes, but Still handed over the crystal ball to test the soul power.
But this child's soul power fluctuations were not detected by the crystal ball.
"Innate soul power: 0, sorry, you can't become a soul master, next."
(End of this chapter)