Douluo protects our spirit hall

Chapter 133 Xuantian Treasure Record Article [-]

A month later.

On the official road in the morning.

A carriage was swaying and moving forward slowly.

In front of the carriage.

The elderly coachman sat in the driver's seat.

With a relaxed posture and a relaxed face, he thought that this should be the easiest and most profitable soliciting in his life.

The old coachman had a smiling face, occasionally waving his whip and pulling the reins.

Keep the carriage running at a constant speed, and try not to shake it, so as not to affect the cultivation of the young employer in the carriage behind.

Inside the carriage behind the carriage.

The young employer in black, sitting cross-legged on the couch, practiced with his eyes closed, his body exuded a slight black and white halo, forming an extremely balanced yin-yang fish.

In the surrounding air, black and white light spots continuously appeared, pouring into the young man's body.

After all, the carriage is just an ordinary carriage, and the shock absorption capacity of the bearing structure is not strong.

Although the elderly driver tried to keep moving at a constant speed, he still inevitably swayed when encountering some potholes.

However, no matter how the carriage swayed, the young man's body was always stable, without any influence, as if there was an invisible force that kept him in perfect balance.

The boy in black is Ye Qifeng.

The old coachman turned his head and glanced back at the carriage, with a look of surprise and respect on his face.

Unexpectedly, this young employer was actually an inspection deacon of Wuhun Temple.

Along the way, he drove the carriage, pulling the young employer, stop and go.

Almost every city, town, or village the young employer chooses to stay in.

Then go to the local branch of the Wuhun Temple to receive some tasks to host the Wuhun Awakening Ceremony, and awaken the Wuhun for some commoner children.

The old coachman himself was born as a commoner.

I can become a great soul master, all relying on the measures that the Wuhun Temple has always insisted on, which is to awaken the Wuhun for free for ordinary people.

Otherwise, I don't have the ability to dare to walk between cities to earn gold soul coins.

For the inspection deacon of Wuhundian.

The old driver has always maintained the most respectful attitude.

Another half day.

Arriving at the destination of this trip soon.

The old coachman shook his head with joy on his face.

Soon he will be able to reap the huge final payment of this trip, five hundred gold soul coins.

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Holy Spirit Village.

Early in the morning, Old Jack, the head of the Holy Soul Village, specially changed into brand new clothes.

Make it look more spiritual.

One month later.

Old Jack came outside Tang San's blacksmith shop again.

He knew that Tang San liked to get up early, so he should get up early at this time.

As for that sloppy alcoholic Tang Hao, he must have slept like a dead pig.

Old Jack really didn't have the slightest liking for him, and even hated him a bit.

If it wasn't for the sake of having another soul master in Holy Soul Village, Old Jack really didn't want to appear here.

In Old Jack's heart, Tang San was born full of soul power, and should have been extremely talented and had a bright future.

However, he was ruined by Tang Hao, an unsatisfactory thing. Otherwise, how could Tang San awaken a useless martial spirit like Blue Silver Grass? !
It's all Tang Hao's fault!

Therefore, Tang Hao felt guilty again in Old Jack's heart.

Regardless of whether Tang Hao was still sleeping or not, Old Jack went straight to the blacksmith shop and shouted loudly:

"Little San, come out, Grandpa Jack is here to pick you up to school!"

Hearing Old Jack's shout, Tang San ran out hastily, with an imperceptible trace of displeasure on his dark face, he whispered dissuasion:

"Grandpa Jack, keep your voice down, my father is still sleeping, don't wake him up."

Over the past month, the relationship between him and his father has improved a lot, and his father has cheered up a bit, and he is not so decadent.

So far Tang San still remembers it.

a month ago.

After participating in the Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony.

He discovered that he actually had two martial spirits.

One of the spirits is a small blue grass, known as the blue silver grass.

The other martial soul is a black hammer with no name.

Tang San adhered to the tenet of absolutely insisting on implementing the general outline of the Xuantian Treasure Record, and did not tell it to Su Yuntao, the inspection deacon of the Spirit Hall who presided over the awakening ceremony for him.

He didn't even tell Old Jack who led him to the ceremony.

Because the Tangmen Xuantian Treasure Records General Outline, the first article stipulates:
Never let someone who cannot be fully trusted know how much you really have!
Su Yuntao and Old Jack, in Tang San's eyes, are people who cannot be trusted.

There has been only one person he trusts in his life till now, and that is his father, Tang Hao.

So Tang San went back to the blacksmith shop, and after Old Jack left, he showed his father his Blue Silver Grass and Hammer spirit.

Seeing Tang San's two spirits, Tang Hao's slovenly old face was shocked, his eyes turned red instantly, and he burst into tears.

On the hammer martial soul, there was a feeling of blood connection, which made Tang Hao couldn't help but hug Tang San into his arms.

At this time, Tang Hao finally regarded Tang San as his real son.

That is, from then on, the two really got along like a father and son, and Tang Hao also taught Tang San his Disorderly Cloak Wind Hammer Technique.

Thinking of this, Tang San felt a burst of sweetness in his heart, he really liked the warm feeling brought by his father's love.

Hearing Old Jack's yelling, Tang San touched his wrist subconsciously.

Hidden inside is a sleeve arrow.

It was a hidden weapon of the Tang Sect that he forged using a piece of iron essence presented by his father with the skill of the Chaotic Cloaking Wind Hammer Technique.

The Hidden Arrow is a hidden weapon of the machine type, as long as the method is mastered, ordinary people can also use it.

Its power is impressive, and if it is used secretly, it is almost difficult for ordinary people to escape its shooting without being noticed.

Tang San shook his head, secretly suppressing the thoughts in his heart.

In order not to let Old Jack disturb his beloved father's sleep, he stepped forward and pulled Old Jack away from the blacksmith shop:

"Grandpa Jack, aren't you going to take me to Notting Junior Soul Master Academy? Let's go."

Old Jack obviously didn't want to stay here any longer, he laughed and said:

"Let's go, grandpa will take you to school right now. Notting College is in Notting City, not too far from our Holy Soul Village, and it's only half a day's walk. You have to hold on, little three."

"Grandpa Jack, I'm fine."

Tang San smiled slightly, with a hint of arrogance on his dark face.

He has the internal strength of the Xuantian Kung Fu, and it's only half a day's journey, to him, it's nothing.

Just after Tang San pulled Old Jack away.

The curtain of the blacksmith's shop was lifted, and Tang Hao's scruffy figure came out from it.

Looking at Tang San's figure from a distance, an unfathomable light flickered in his eyes.

As for Old Jack, he didn't take him seriously at all.

Until Tang San's back completely disappeared, Tang Hao murmured in a low voice:

"Possess innate full soul power, the twin martial souls of the Blue Silver Emperor and the Clear Sky Hammer, Xiao San, your talent is peerless, no one in this world can match you."

"Now, you are my hope. Whether I can avenge the Spirit Hall and destroy it depends on you."

"You must grow up quickly!"

After finishing speaking, Tang Hao turned around and walked back to the blacksmith's shop, preparing to go back to sleep.

Suddenly his footsteps stopped, as if he had thought of something, he frowned suddenly:

"No, I can't hide in Holy Soul Village forever. Xiaosan has no self-protection ability now. I can't let him die halfway. I must protect him."

"However... Wuhundian's arrest for me has never stopped, I can't reveal my whereabouts."

"You can protect it secretly, and you can't let Xiaosan know of my existence, so that he doesn't have a sense of crisis and slackens his study and cultivation. Well, we can make a plan."

After thinking about it, Tang Hao walked into the blacksmith's shop and left a letter.

Immediately, his figure flickered and disappeared in the blacksmith shop
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　Feeling dizzy today
　
(End of this chapter)