Douluo: Protects Our Spirit Hall

Tang San lowered his head and quickly apologized to Tang Hao:

"I'm sorry, father, I forgot, I'm going to make breakfast right now."

"Well, let's go."

Tang Hao nodded displeasedly, and at the same time urged in a muffled voice, "Hurry up!"

"Yes, Father!"

Tang San didn't take Tang Hao's displeasure and urging to heart, but felt extremely happy, saying it was good, my father finally ordered me to do things again, and I must do what my father ordered.

This scene, in Tang San's eyes, was like a picture of a loving father and son filial piety.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, it is undoubtedly a family tragedy of an unscrupulous father who maliciously oppresses and abuses his young son.

"Wait!"

Old Jack couldn't take it any longer, so he scolded him directly.

Then he immediately stepped forward, holding Tang San's dark arm with one hand, pointing at Tang Hao with the other, blowing his beard and staring:

"Tang Hao, do you treat children like this?"

"You have hands and feet, can't you cook by yourself?"

"Are you embarrassed to let Xiaosan and a child come to serve you?"

"He's only six years old, are you still shameless?!"

"..."

Listening to Old Jack pointing at himself, he pushed his nose on his face, and his scruffy and dark face became even darker, like the bottom of a pot.

Hehe, you said he was only six years old? Shit, that's an old monster! ...Tang Hao complained in his heart.

Then, with a gloomy face, he snorted coldly, and scolded Old Jack unceremoniously:

"Hmph--! Xiaosan is my son, not your son. How do I treat Xiaosan? That's our father's and son's business. It's none of your business! I really worry about eating radishes."

Tang San was about to enter the room, and followed his father's instructions to make breakfast.

But suddenly Old Jack grabbed his arm.

A dim light flashed in Tang San's eyes.

Subconsciously, it is necessary to use the grasping technique to control the crane and capture the dragon.

At the same time, he activated the Xuan Tian Gong, and with his Xuan Yu hand, he took out three iron nails from his sleeves and pinched them between his fingers.

These three iron nails were Tang San's hidden weapons that Tang San had secretly built.

On the tip of the bone-penetrating nail, a circle of dark poison was also smeared.

Dark and highly poisonous, Tang San spent five years collecting more than a dozen types of poisonous flowers and plants in the forest near the Holy Spirit Village. According to Tangmen's method of making poisons, he extracted toxins and mixed them into poisons.

The production conditions are limited, and the dark and poisonous poison is not strong in Tang San's eyes.

But for ordinary people, it is also a highly poisonous thing.

If an ordinary person is infected with this poison, if they are not treated in time, the poison will erupt within a moment or three, and the whole body will fester and die.

But soon, Tang San reflected, it was Old Jack who was holding him, and his father was still here.

Tang San quickly put away the skill of controlling cranes and capturing dragons, and retracted the bone-piercing nails into his sleeves.

His movement was extremely fast, and the whole process took less than two seconds.

Tang San didn't change his face the whole time, Old Jack couldn't notice his strangeness at all, and was still blaming Tang Hao.

I heard old Jack scolding his father indistinctly.

Tang San's face couldn't help gloomy, he said boldly, how dare you insult my father, are you courting death? According to the general outline of Xuantian Baolu, you have the way to die! If it wasn't for your father here, you would be a corpse now!

Tang San's every move fell into Tang Hao's eyes exactly.

Tang Hao felt both a little surprised and a little relieved.

Hearing others insulting his father, but also knowing that he is angry and wants to protect it, is not bad.

Therefore, Tang Hao did not stop Tang San immediately, nor did he remind Old Jack.

He glanced at Tang San's hand tucked into the sackcloth sleeve without a trace.

In the depths of his eyes, there was a flash of inexplicable meaning that was difficult to detect.

Tang Hao knew very well that Tang San's hand had now become as white as jade.

From there, Tang Hao could clearly perceive that there was a hint of danger hidden in it, the danger of being as vicious as a poisonous snake.

Of course, it is dangerous for ordinary people like Old Jack.

For a Titled Douluo like Tang Hao, it was no longer a threat, not even qualified to tickle him.

Tang Hao didn't take it to heart, and even made a comment in his heart very comfortably:

"The means are decisive and ruthless, which is good, and has my demeanor."

"However, it's a bit too sinister. Those gadgets in Xiaosan's hands are in the hands of the other side. Little do they know that being strong and domineering is the right way. This is the purpose of the Clear Sky School, and there is nothing wrong..."

However, the old man, Old Jack, is still the village chief of the Holy Soul Village after all, and he cannot afford to lose.

It would be bad if the young man was impulsive and hurt Old Jack.

At that time, the father and son are likely to be expelled from the Holy Soul Village, and may even attract the minions of the Wuhun Temple.

If the whereabouts are leaked, Wuhun Temple will definitely not let our father and son go, and will definitely send someone to hunt and kill...

So Tang Hao waved his hand impatiently at Old Jack, and said a little unhappily:

"Okay, old Jack, didn't you come to see the mistress? If you have any farts, hurry up and get out. Don't get in the way here."

"Uh--"

Old Jack was stunned by Tang Hao's words for a while, and finally remembered the purpose of his coming this time, "Ah, right, right, business matters."

Not bothering to continue blaming Tang Hao, he turned his head quickly, looked at Tang San with a warm expression, and asked:

"Little San, are you six years old this year?"

Seeing Old Jack looking at him, the gloom in Tang San's eyes instantly returned to normal.

He didn't know what Old Jack asked about his age, so he naturally behaved like a six-year-old child should have, and nodded innocently:

"That's right, Xiaosan is just six years old, Grandpa Jack, what are you doing?"

Listening to Tang San calling him grandpa politely, Old Jack felt relieved and pressed Tang Hao's head, feeling very good, he laughed happily:

"This year's Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony is about to begin, it's time for you to participate, Xiao San."

After speaking, Old Jack turned his head to look at Tang Hao, who was sloppy and drunk, his face changed instantly, and he smiled:

"Tang Hao, what do you say?"

Tang Hao listened to the conversation between the two, his thick eyebrows couldn't help but pick it up.

He glanced at Tang San, his eyes filled with inexplicable meaning, and said lightly:

"Then take part. When does the awakening ceremony begin?"

After Tang Hao finished speaking, he took off the wine gourd from his waist, gulped down the boss and gulped a few sips of inferior beer, and let out a decadent sip of alcohol.

Old Jack looked at Tang Hao, his brows furrowed tightly, the wrinkles on his face deepened, his old eyes were full of disappointment, and he thought that Tang Hao was helpless, and he couldn't count on it at all.

So he said lightly:

"The Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony will be held in the village's Martial Soul Hall three days later. When the time comes, I will personally come over and bring the little three over there."

"up to you."

Tang Hao slammed for a drink, nodded casually, and didn't want to pay attention to this old man.

Hearing the two talk about the spirit awakening ceremony, Tang San's eyes lit up immediately.

He once heard from people in the village that everyone in Douluo mainland has their own martial spirit. As long as they are six years old, they can participate in the awakening ceremony of martial arts, and they will have the opportunity to become a spirit master.

It's just that the villagers don't seem to know much about the soul master, and it's a little vague, and he doesn't get much information.

Thinking of his Xuan Tiangong, he still couldn't break through the bottleneck, maybe the soul master... would be the way to break through the bottleneck?

Such an opportunity must be seized and not let go easily.

Thoughts flowed, Tang San hurriedly put aside Old Jack's hand, and hurried to the front of Old Jack, completely forgetting that he just thought that Old Jack had the way to die, and raised his face full of curiosity towards Old Jack. Jack asked:

"Grandpa Jack, can I also participate in the awakening ceremony?"

Old Jack laughed and nodded affirmatively:

"Of course I can."

Seeing Tang San's curious expression, Old Jack felt satisfied, stroked his white beard, and continued:

"Little San, in Douluo Continent, all of us civilians can participate in the Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony, and it's free."

"The Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony is held once a year. As long as you apply to the Martial Soul Hall in advance, you don't need to miss the time."

"At that time, Wuhun Temple will send inspection deacons to various towns and villages to awaken Wuhun for children who have reached the age of six."

"Our Holy Soul Village is under the jurisdiction of Notting City. At that time, a deacon at the level of a great soul master will come over in person to help the children in our village awaken their martial arts."

"So, Little San, don't miss it."

"You get ready, keep your body in the best shape, and in three days, I'll come and pick you up."

"..."

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