Douluo: Protects Our Spirit Hall

   Chapter 131 You have a way to die

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

   "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!"

   For Tang Hao's displeasure and urging, Tang San didn't take it to heart, but felt extremely joyful, 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, is 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 stand it any longer, and scolded him directly.

  Then 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?"

   "You're so embarrassed to let Xiaosan and a child come to serve you?"

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

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   Hearing Old Jack pointing at himself, stomping his nose on his face, 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 retorted Old Jack unceremoniously:

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

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

   was suddenly grabbed by Old Jack's arm.

  Tang San's eyes flickered.

   Subconsciously, we must use the grasping technique to control the crane and capture the dragon.

   At the same time, he activated 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 are Tang San secret weapons built by Tang San himself. They belong to the hand-throwing category and are called bone-penetrating nails.

  A circle of dark poison was also applied to the tip of the bone-penetrating nail.

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

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

   But for ordinary people, it is also highly poisonous.

  If an ordinary person is caught by this poison, if they are not treated in time, within a moment or three, the poison will erupt, 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 his skill in controlling cranes and capturing dragons, and retracted the bone-penetrating nails into his sleeves.

   His hand movement was extremely fast and smooth. The entire 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 incessantly.

   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, he knew he was angry and wanted to protect him, which 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 turned white as jade.

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

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

   For a Titled Douluo like Tang Hao, it would not be a threat, and he was 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 style."

   "However, it's a little too insidious. Those gadgets in the hands of Xiaosan belong to the sidelines after all. Little do you 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 mayor of the Holy Soul Village after all, so he can't lose.

  In case the young man was impulsive and hurt Old Jack, it would be bad.

   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 people to hunt down.

   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 leave. Don't get in the way here."

"Uh-"

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

   He couldn't care to continue blaming Tang Hao, he hurriedly turned his head, looked at Tang San with a kind face, 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 showed what a six-year-old should look like, and nodded innocently:

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

   Hearing Tang San politely calling himself Grandpa, Old Jack felt relieved, pressing Tang Hao's head, feeling very good, he laughed happily:

   "This year's Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony is about to start, it's time for you, Xiaosan, to participate."

   After saying that, Old Jack turned his head to look at Tang Hao, who was sloppy and smelled of alcohol, his face changed instantly, and he took a smile:

   "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 will 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 sigh of alcohol in a decadent manner.

  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 come over in person and bring Xiaosan there."

"up to you."

  Tang Hao snorted and nodded casually, not wanting to pay any more 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 bit vague, and he doesn't get much information.

   Reminiscent of his Xuan Tiangong, still unable to break through the bottleneck, perhaps Soul Master will 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 was very 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 and don't miss the time."

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

   "Our Holy Spirit 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 I'll come pick you up in three days."

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   (end of this chapter)