Douluo's life to the end

Chapter 132 Hope
If it was the old Jack in the original time and space, he would definitely refuse to visit Tang Ricao's house in his heart. After all, he always refused to visit the dirty and messy house where he couldn't even find a good chair. Jack couldn't accept it.

But the old Jack in this time and space, because of Tang San's excellent rabbit slaughtering skills, would visit Tang Ricao's house from time to time. After all, after establishing a good relationship, he would have the face to ask Tang San to guide those butchers.

And after Tang San became a rabbit butcher, because of the increase in income, the changes in his home were still great, and the minimum cleanliness was still achieved.

In addition, the agricultural tools forged by Tang Ricao are very cheap. Adding up the three, Old Jack's face towards Tang Ricao is not so ugly, nor does he have the idea of ​​kicking Tang Ricao out of the village.

Old Jack pushed open the door of Tang Ricao's house familiarly. The cleanliness of the house seemed tidy, but there was no one in the house.

Old Jack found a chair and sat down, and shouted to the back room: "Tang Hao!"

"Who is yelling?" A slightly angry voice sounded, and a pair of broad hands lifted the inner door curtain, and Tang Ricao walked out slowly.

He saw his son first, and then turned his attention to Jack, "Old Jack, what are you doing?"

"Little San has innate full soul power. The deacon of Notting City has invited him to join the Spirit Hall, and I am going to take him there." Old Jack said bluntly.

"No!" Tang Ricao said without thinking.

Isn't this nonsense, Haotianzong was razed to the ground by the Wuhun Palace, and his brother Tang Xiao's arm was cut off, such a bloody feud, unless Tang Ricao lost his mind, how could he let his son join the Wuhun Palace .

In case the identity is exposed directly, Tang San probably will be directly cut into Tang San.

"What did you say?" Old Jack looked like I heard right.

"Do you know what it means to become a soul master and join the Spirit Hall? Let alone being a soul master can control your own destiny, just joining the Spirit Hall can change the lives of both of you father and son!"

The Wuhun Palace has undergone many reforms, and its reputation among the common people is very high. Most of the common people are proud to become soul masters and join the Wuhun Palace.

Among other things, if you can work in a certain department of the Wuhun Temple, you will get at least a dozen gold soul coins every month, in other words, the whole family will have no worries about food and clothing.

It's just that old Jack doesn't know the love and hatred between Tang Ricao and Wuhundian, so he can only say that he was wasting his thoughts in vain.

"If I say no, I can't! You can leave!" Tang Ricao said lightly, without even wanting to say anything, and directly issued the order to evict the guest.

"You..." Old Jack was so angry that he trembled all over and couldn't speak for a long time. In the end, he could only rejoice and return disappointed.

After Old Jack left, Tang Ricao looked at Tang San who looked a little disappointed, and asked lightly: "What is your martial spirit? Release it for me to see."

"it is good."

Tang San nodded, raised his right hand, a faint blue light appeared in his palm, and in an instant, a small blue grass appeared.

"This is? Blue Silver Grass?"

When Tang Ricao heard what Old Jack said that Tang San possessed innate full soul power, his immediate reaction was that the awakened martial soul of his son Tang San should be his Clear Sky Hammer, but he did not expect it to be the Blue Silver Grass .

In his cognition, Blue Silver Grass should not have innate full soul power, unless it is Ah Yin's Blue Silver Emperor martial soul.

Thinking of this, Tang Ricao widened his big copper bell-like eyes, staring straight at the Blue Silver Grass on Tang San's right hand, and as expected, he found faintly visible golden lines on the leaves of the Blue Silver Grass.

The golden lines on Ah Yin's Blue Silver Emperor have always existed, but Xiao San's blue silver grass is faintly visible, which only shows that his martial soul has not completed inheriting Ah Yin's blood.

It's just that even the Haotian School, the sect that possesses the first martial spirit in the mainland, was completely helpless under the attack of the Wuhun Hall, and was directly destroyed. A single unawakened Blue Silver Emperor Wuhun, and What can be done?

Tang Ricao thought in her heart, it seems that Xiao San can only be an ordinary person and spend her life peacefully.

"It's just Lan Yincao, just a useless martial soul." When Tang Ricao said this, his heart ached.

I'm sorry Ah Yin, in order for Xiaosan to give up becoming a soul master and live a stable life, I can only say that your Blue Silver Emperor martial soul is a useless martial soul, I hope you forgive me.

"Waste martial spirit? Dad, but the deacon of the Wuhun Temple told me that it is impossible for the blue silver grass to have innate full soul power, so my martial spirit should not be blue silver grass."

As soon as these words came out, Tang Hao's expression changed, and unknowingly, a frightening murderous aura radiated from his seemingly old body, but it quickly disappeared.

It's just that no matter who Tang San is, in his previous life, the number of lives in his hands was no less than two palms, and he was very familiar with murderous Tang San.

Judging from this murderous aura, Tang Hao probably killed nearly a thousand people. This is not what an ordinary blacksmith should have. It seems that his father's identity is a bit unusual.

"What did the deacon say?" Unknowingly, Tang Ricao gradually clenched her fists, and a cold light flashed in her cloudy eyes.

Tang San told Tang Hao exactly what Brother Tao, who had already got rid of the title of God of Blindness, said at that time, word by word, sentence by sentence.

Hearing this, Tang Hao breathed a sigh of relief. He thought it was Su Yuntao who recognized Tang San's spirit as the Blue Silver Emperor. If he reported it, he would definitely attract the spirit hall to hunt him down.

In this case, Tang Hao would definitely kill Su Yuntao directly, and even destroy the Wuhun branch in Notting City. Even if Tang Xiao was in the hands of Wuhun, he would still do it.

For the sake of Xiaosan's future, my brother can only wrong you, wait for me in the underworld first, brother Hao, I will definitely make amends to my brother after death.

"Father, I still have a martial spirit." Just as Tang Ricao was thinking, Tang San said suddenly.

As early as today when the martial soul was awakened, Tang San discovered that he still had a martial soul, but as a human being in two lifetimes, he didn't tell Su Yuntao and Jack about this, because these were just outsiders.

That's right, the Xuantian Treasure Record of the Tang Sect is written in this way. Since it is written in the Xuantian Treasure Record, it must be correct.

Tang Hao, whose thoughts were interrupted by Tang San, looked up, only to see that the blue silver grass on Tang San's right hand had disappeared, replaced by a small black hammer.

The hammer handle is about half a foot long, and the hammer head is a cylinder, which looks very much like a miniature casting hammer. On the black surface of the hammer, there is a special light. On the cylindrical hammer head, there is a circle of faint pattern.

(End of this chapter)