Emperor Yan of Douluo Continent

Chapter 10 The source of life
"Notting College? Where is that?" Tang Ling frowned, looked at Tang San and asked.

"Dad said it's a junior soul master academy, and where Dad wants to send us to study, I just asked if you want to go." Tang San turned over and looked at Tang Ling's face and said seriously: "Brother, Are you going or not?"

Tang Ling frowned, sat up, leaned against the wall and said, "You should be the one who asked. Dad should be very clear about my temperament. I won't go." Get out of bed, put your hands behind your head.

"It's obvious that you want to go by yourself, why are you dragging me." Tang Ling glanced at Tang San, and continued: "Besides, what's so interesting about the Junior Soul Master Academy." Whoever came out of Tang Ling's words just now, the room suddenly The room became silent.

"Brother, what did you just say? Play?" Tang San pinched Tang Ling's white and tender face, dumbfounded.

"I don't care about you, you must go to Notting College to study with me." Seeing Tang San's determined face, Tang Ling helplessly patted Tang San's hand pinching his cheek and said, "Yes."

Tang Ling turned over, sat up and got out of bed, looked at Tang San and said, "Brother, I'm going to the mountain, will you go?"

Tang San shook his head, said: "I'll go to the mountain to practice Xuanyu Hand later, the power of Moon Cold will be stronger at night. By the way, what are you doing running up now?"

Tang Ling shook his head, returned to his original indifference, did not answer Tang San's question, turned around, left the room and trotted up the mountain.

Tang San watched Tang Ling's gradually disappearing figure and sighed silently, and murmured: "Brother, brother is also doing it for your own good, your personality is too cold, I hope that in Notting College, I can find a way to calm down your temper a little bit." , brother, I haven't seen your smile for three years..."

Tang Ling didn't hear Tang San talking to himself. In fact, he saw all this very clearly, knowing that his brother was doing it for his own good, and the refusal was just an appearance.

Tang Ling's speed was not fast. When he reached the top of the mountain, it was already completely dark. Tang Ling cleaned up the gravel on the grass and lay down on it. With his hands behind his head, he stared at the starry sky with his deep black eyes. daze.

What Tang Ling didn't know was that when he was staring at the starry sky in a daze, the small grass beside him, which was originally not considered tall, seemed to be happy because of Tang Ling's arrival, and kept swaying. The buds also bloomed slowly, and it was all because Tang Ling didn't restrain the strange power in his body.

In fact, three years ago, when Tang Ling was one year old, Tang Ling discovered this characteristic of himself by accident. Whether it was his own sweat or blood, except for the things excreted from his body, these things seemed to have a very powerful force. Life force, even if it drips on the slate, the slate will quickly grow moss and other living objects.

Of course, after knowing this special situation, Tang Ling also found that there were more strange memories in his mind, among which there was a way to control this strange force, but it took a lot of mind to control it.

Tang Ling also got the name of this power in his mind, the source of life. (Why this name is called will be introduced and explained later.)
And now, when Tang Ling was completely relaxed, he no longer controlled that force. In fact, controlling that force made Tang Ling feel very uncomfortable, as if his body was tied up by something, and his whole body felt uncomfortable. But in order not to cause trouble to the family, so I suppress it all the time.

That’s right, it’s just a problem. You can imagine how refreshing it is to turn your room into a “grass world” with just a drop of sweat…

I don't know how long it has passed, but Tang Ling's body was touched by something, Tang Ling suddenly came back to his senses, looked at Tang San with a little confusion in his eyes, and said slightly angrily: "Brother, what are you doing?"

Tang San coughed dryly and pointed to the grass, said: "Brother, I will leave you for a while, you can see for yourself what kind of ghost you have turned this place into, how will I practice tomorrow..."

Tang Ling's bewildered black eyes looked at the grass that Tang San was pointing at, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he patted the ground. Then, the grass that was originally as high as Tang Ling's thigh seemed to have heard some order , the body became smaller rapidly, and stopped after knowing that it was no different from an ordinary grass.

Tang San pinched Tang Ling's face a bit dumbfounded, and said, "Xiao Ling, what else can you do to get rid of your bastard! I'm very afraid that our home will become a thatched hut when I wake up..."

Tang Ling turned his head slightly, avoiding Tang San's hand pinching his face, and said, "Perhaps I won't be like this after I get the first spirit ring. After all, my spirit is fire."

This is not Tang Ling's guess, but something he got from his memory. The reason why Tang Ling is looking forward to the awakening of his martial soul is actually because he hopes that his martial soul has the fire attribute, so that it will suppress the source of life in his body and condense a star in his body. The soul core, so there is a place to store the power of the source of life.

But what Tang Ling didn't expect was that his Wuhun was actually of the fire attribute as he thought, and it was the kind of fire that couldn't be hotter.

But what Tang Ling didn't expect was that the changes brought about by his first soul skill would be beyond his current expectations, and even completely surpassed the description in memory.

A shooting star flashed across the starry sky, and Tang Ling just watched it fall and disappear in a daze.

When Tang San saw Tang Ling turn his head to look at the starry sky again, he murmured, "What's so interesting about the starry sky, it's better to practice..."

"Brother, I once saw some descriptions of the starry sky in an ancient book. It said that every star in the sky represents a life, and the fall of every star represents the fall of a life. The birth of a star represents the birth of a life. And I have been looking for my own star in the starry sky, and I seem to have found it." The last sentence was not uttered, but said to myself from the bottom of my heart.

Tang San lay down beside Tang Ling, put his hands behind his head like Tang Ling, touched Tang Ling with his shoulder, and said, "I like reading those ancient books all day long, and I don't know what's good about them."

"There is a golden house in the book." Tang Ling said lightly.

"I still have Yan Ruyu in the book!" Tang San rolled his eyes angrily.

Apart from eating, drinking, lazing, and getting up every morning to practice that set of boxing techniques, after practicing what I passed on to him, the rest of the time is bored in his room reading his own books, and it has been like this for four years.

"Brother, you are so boring, how can you marry a wife in the future... How about I marry my daughter to you when I grow up..." Tang San looked at Tang San with a narrow smile on his face. Ling.

Tang Ling didn't change his face and kept silent. If Tang San didn't see his red ears, he would have thought that his younger brother hadn't heard...

Seeing Tang Ling "ignoring" his words, Tang San curled his lips, and stretched out his hands towards the moon. Tang San's hands suddenly turned white jade, exuding a slight chill.

Tang Ling glanced at Tang San's hands, shook his head helplessly, and stretched out his hands towards the moon, saying, "I don't even know why you are so obsessed with cultivation, you work so hard every day."

Tang San ignored Tang Ling, closed his eyes, and kept Xuanyu's hand in his hands.

Tang Ling didn't expect Tang San to give him an answer, his hands also turned white jade color like Tang San's hands, but, after this phenomenon lasted for less than a while, Tang Ling felt that his black jade hands were growing A change, he felt that something in his heart was melting into Xuanyu's hand.

Tang Ling just looked directly at his hands, and under Tang Ling's direct gaze, Xuanyu's hands slowly changed. The white jade-colored hands turned into pale gold, and the hands that originally exuded a faint cold air were curled up. The pale golden flame of the fist is like his martial soul.

Tang Ling frowned and looked at his hands. He felt that his black jade hands had become tougher. In addition, the layer of pale golden flames lingering on his hands seemed to be aggressive and not weak, even Xuanyu's hands were three times the size before the change.

He wants to continue to practice Xuanyu Hand, but for some reason, Xuanyu Hand, who originally absorbed the power of Yuehan, is full of resistance to the power of Yuehan.

Tang Ling turned his head to look at Tang San. Seeing that Tang San was still practicing, he frowned and put away his Xuanyu hands. He sat cross-legged on the grass, silently recited the inner power of the Xuantian Kungfu with both hands, and circles gradually curled up around his body. Pale golden light.

I don't know how long it has passed, Tang San put away Xuanyu's hand, stretched his waist, looked at Tang Ling who was leaning on the tree with his eyes closed, the evil hands couldn't hold back after all, and grabbed Tang Ling His face was ravaged.

Tang Ling's mouth twitched fiercely, but he didn't resist, but let Tang San do whatever he wanted on his face.

To be honest, Tang Ling didn't know why everyone liked to pinch his face. Could it be because he was so handsome? Everyone was jealous?
In fact, this is similar to what Tang Ling thought. The current Tang Ling is dressed in white robes, not to mention very long black hair, and fair skin like jade. At this age, he can be considered tall and strong. Body, now you can see Tang Ling's handsome appearance when he grows up, it's definitely the kind of flower that blooms.

After Tang San had ravaged Tang Ling, he looked up at the sky, and then pulled Tang Ling, who had a face full of black lines, back to the room at the bottom of the mountain. After returning to the room, Tang San lay down on the bed directly, his breathing was a little disordered, and his chest heaved continuously. , with a little resentment on his face.

Tang Ling was a little embarrassed by Tang San's look. He patted his head and muttered, "I just let you pull me up a mountain. At most, at most I will pull you next time too..."

Tang San curled his lips, moved into the bed, patted his side and said: "Go to rest early."

Tang Ling looked at Tang San who had closed his eyes, and shook his head slightly. His originally helpless expression instantly returned to calm, as if nothing had happened, and he lay directly beside Tang San, with his hands overlapping on his lower abdomen. , slowly closed his dark eyes, and a whisper came from Tang Ling's mouth: "Good night, brother."

The moment the first ray of sunlight shone through the window into Tang Ling's room, Tang Ling opened his closed eyes instantly, rubbed his own eyes, stretched himself, sat up, and glanced at the empty space beside him. The empty bunk shook his head.

After getting up and making breakfast, Tang San just came down from the top of the mountain. After breakfast, Tang Hao and Ah Yin called Tang Ling and Tang San to the halfway up the mountain. Huan kept moving on his calf, looking at Tang San and Tang Ling with sharp eyes.

"In the past two years, I will give you hellish special training to enhance your physical strength, but I will not help you obtain the soul ring. You must obtain the first soul ring by yourself, and no one else is allowed to intervene. " Tang Hao said in a deep voice.

"The first lesson of hell training is to bear the pressure of the strength of my second-ring great soul master for an hour, and then Ah Yin will help you recover to a perfect state. Can you bear it?" Second ring The strength of the great soul master is indeed not strong, but don't forget that Tang Hao is a titled Douluo, even among the second-ring great soul masters, he can easily crush the third-ring soul master.

Tang San looked at Tang Hao and smiled, took a step forward, his body was surrounded by light blue light, and the internal force of Xuantian Kungfu was constantly circulating in his body.

Tang Ling didn't speak, but just took a step forward to stand side by side with Tang San. Golden flames began to linger around his body, his deep and pitch-black pupils turned pale gold, and a golden flame imprint appeared in the center of his forehead. launch.

Tang Hao's eyes revealed a look of satisfaction, and out of the nine spirit rings on his body, only the two yellow spirit rings closest to Tang Hao were left. A powerful coercion came out of Tang Hao, directly pressing on Tang San and Tang Ling .

Both Tang San and Tang Ling raised their brows at the same time, neither of them had obtained a spirit ring, and now neither of them is a first-ring spirit master, so it is indeed very difficult to bear the pressure of a second-ring great spirit master all at once, but they did not It doesn't mean that the two will back down.

Tang San's Xuantian Kungfu has reached the level of perfection of the first level. Obtaining the first spirit ring can break through the second level, and the same is true for Tang Ling, but Tang Ling's martial spirit can use physical strength a little stronger than Tang San's. .

Tang Ling glanced at Tang San. Tang San's head was covered with sweat at this moment, his face became a little pale, and his body bent slightly, as if he couldn't bear it anymore.

Tang Ling thought for a while and took a step forward, standing in front of Tang San, bearing most of the coercion for Tang San, but at the same time, the internal force of the Xuantian Kungfu in his body was constantly being consumed.

Tang San only felt his body lighten, and his slightly bent body stood up again, looking at Tang Ling who had resisted most of the pressure for him with dull eyes, his lips twitched, wanting to say something, But still didn't say it.

Looking at Tang Ling's gradually pale handsome face, Tang San didn't know what he thought of, his body trembled, and he took a step forward again, shoulder to shoulder with Tang Ling to share the irresistible force that was like a mountain to them. strength.

"I'm your brother, I don't have the habit of letting my brother bear it for me!!!"

"Mysterious Jade Hand! Ziji Demon Pupil!" The two looked at each other, and opened their own Xuanyu Hand and Ziji Demon Pupil at the same time, but Tang Ling's Xuanyu Hand was completely opposite to Tang San's. Turned into a mysterious jade hand!

The two started two kinds of martial arts at the same time, and made a gesture of carrying something with their hands upwards, although that kind of coercion still acted on them, and they didn't flinch in any way.

The coercion was invisible, but Tang Hao's was different. It was as real as it was. The moment Tang Ling made the resisting movement, their bodies immediately relaxed a little, but only a little.

An hour later, Tang San had passed out on the ground, his clothes were completely soaked, and Tang Ling was still in front of Tang San, completely resisting the pressure for him, his pretty face had become colorless The reason why he was able to resist for so long was that Tang Ling's unyielding spirit kept supporting him. When it was over, Tang Ling only felt his body sore, his body shook, and he passed out directly. Next to Tang San.

Tang Hao also put away the coercion at the moment when the time was just right, looking at the two sons who had passed out on the ground, his eyes were full of satisfaction, but this kind of gaze didn't last long, and he was punched by Ah Yin Touching his chest, Ah Yin snorted softly, and the pale green light in his hand split into two groups, blending into the fallen bodies of Tang San and Tang Ling.

The hellish training just started on the two four-year-old children, and time gradually passed. In a year and a half, Tang Ling and Tang San were able to resist Tang Hao's pressure from releasing the soul master. And the coercion of the soul master of the second ring can already fight against each other inside.

That's right, fighting under the coercion of the great soul master of the second ring, this is the training content Tang Hao added, and this is only the first stage of training, and the second stage of training has already started half a year ago. This stage of training is actually much easier for them than the first stage, that is, running with weights, but every time, it is the limit, or even exceeds the limit. After running, both of them will pass out, and the next day It is to continue, and it will continue for half a year.

"Okay, Xiao San, Xiao Ling, there is still half a year left. In this half year, you should relax and spend more time with your mother." Tang Hao put away the three soul rings that were dancing on his calf, and looked at Panting, Tang Ling spoke to each other.

When Tang Ling heard Tang Hao's words, he couldn't help but looked in A Yin's direction, and saw A Yin's worried expression. After each special training, A Yin always looked like this, with a worried face, afraid that Tang Ling and Tang Ling would bother him. What harm happens to people is normal.

Tang Ling nodded slightly, but did not speak, but this nodding was beyond Tang San's and Ah Yin's expectations. Ah Yin hugged Tang Ling with a smile on his face, and on Tang Ling's sweaty face, kissed.

"It's still my Ling'er and Xiaosan..." Ah Yin glanced at Tang Hao vaguely, snorted softly, hugged Tang Ling and pulled Tang San away.

The corner of Tang Hao's mouth twitched, and he sighed helplessly.

　It may not be very good, after all, it was sent out late at night, there should be a lot of typos, don't mind, I will go to rest first, I don't know if there are any more at night.

　　I have already planted the foreshadowing, and all interested book friends in Chapter 1 will find out in this chapter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)