Douluo: Protects Our Spirit Hall

   Chapter 132 Blind Fight Rusu Yuntao

   three days later.

morning.

  Old Jack, dressed in clean and tidy clothes and meticulously combed his hair, came to Tang San's blacksmith shop as scheduled, and shouted inside:

   "Little San, Grandpa Jack is here to pick you up. Come out and prepare to attend the Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony."

  In the humble adobe house.

   There is a square table of the Eight Immortals in the center.

   There was a large pot of gruel and stacks of pickles on the table, these were Tang San's breakfast.

  Tang Hao and Tang San each sat on a long wooden bench.

   The father and son sat opposite each other.

  Tang Hao gulps down the porridge, picking up pickles with chopsticks and feeding them into his mouthfuls.

   Soon, most of the gruel and pickles on the table entered Tang Hao's stomach.

  Tang San didn't eat much at all, but he didn't feel anything wrong, he was extremely happy at this moment.

  Because, this is how a father feels!

   At this moment, Old Jack's shout came from outside the door curtain.

  Tang San lifted his head from the bowl and glanced at his father.

  Tang Hao was expressionless, and said a few words coldly:

   "Go. Remember to come back early and clean up the dishes. Also, don't delay making lunch."

   After finishing speaking, Tang Hao dropped the tableware and chopsticks, grabbed the wine gourd hanging from his waist, and gulped a few more sips of inferior ale.

   "Yes, Father!"

   Tang San happily agreed, put down the tableware, and hurried out of the blacksmith shop to meet Old Jack who was waiting outside.

   Just as Tang San opened the curtain and walked out.

  The red light in Tang Hao's eyes flashed away, looking at Tang San's back, his eyes were very meaningful, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

   After a long time.

  Tang Hao put down the wine gourd in his hand, and wiped the remaining wine on his mouth with his big hand.

   got up and walked to the stove beside him.

   Not for a while.

  In the adobe room, there was a sound of hammering iron.

the other side.

   Under the leadership of Old Jack.

  Tang San followed Old Jack, walked for a few minutes, and came to the Wuhun Temple located in the center of the village.

   Looking at this entire Holy Spirit Village, the tallest, most beautiful, and the newest, even the door is an iron dome building.

  Tang San's eyes showed disdain, and there was an indescribable sneer at the corner of his mouth.

   On the contrary, Old Jack looked at the branch hall of the Wuhun Hall, which made him feel in awe.

   At this moment, Old Jack turned his head to look at Tang San and said:

   "Little San, this is where you are going to perform the Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony today. You must have known the Martial Soul Hall branch of our Holy Soul Village."

   "This branch hall was originally just a wooden house, and it was only slightly larger than other houses in our Holy Spirit Village."

   "But three years ago, the Hall of Souls was demolished, and it was rebuilt and expanded to what it is today."

"Later, a spirit master and several ordinary staff were stationed, and a notice was posted saying that all villagers who have any items that need to be traded can come to the branch hall of Wuhun Temple to trade, and Wuhun Temple will introduce you to buy them. home, guarantee fairness and justice, and fair prices.”

  Old Jack paused and continued:

   "At this time, we learned that it was said that Wuhundian established an organization called the Pan-Continent Business Alliance, and used these Wuhundian branch halls as trading sites to be responsible for various trades on the mainland."

   "This move by the Spirit Hall is excellent for the hundreds of villagers in the Holy Spirit Village."

   "Our Holy Spirit Village is rich in grain. Although most of it is paid as grain tax, there is still some surplus grain."

   "In the past, there was no channel to sell, but now it's just fine."

   Having said this, Old Jack was very emotional and stopped for a few seconds before continuing:

   "With the Hall of Souls as a trading site, everyone can trade the extra food in exchange for the items or coins they need."

   "In the past three years, everyone's life has been much better. Almost every household has replaced adobe houses with polished brick houses."

   "However, your family"

  Old Jack looked at Tang San's patched sackcloth, shook his head, sighed, and stopped talking.

  Tang Hao, a lazy and lazy father like Tang Hao, who doesn't seek to make progress, is drunk all day long, Tang San can only suffer along with it, and Old Jack has nothing to do about it.

   These things Old Jack said, Tang San naturally knew.

   The changes in the Holy Soul Village, he has been watching.

   In the beginning, his impression of Wuhun Temple was not bad, at least not bad.

   In the past, he often went to the mountains near the Holy Spirit Village, relying on the knowledge of the Tang Sect in his previous life, to pick some rare herbs and take them to the branch hall of Wuhun Temple to sell.

   But later his father Tang Hao found out and beat him hard.

   and warned him to stay away from the Spirit Hall.

   also told him that the Wuhun Temple looks magnificent, but it is actually full of corrupt, depraved and evil people.

   Spirit Hall should not exist in this world, this kind of thing should be destroyed.

   That was the first time Tang San saw a different side of his father, the expression on his father's face he could never forget.

   It was a complex expression of extreme anger and hatred, pain and regret, as well as helplessness and madness.

   This made him feel sorry for his father.

   Tang San didn't know what Wuhundian had done to his father, he felt that it must be an extreme thing, otherwise his father would not behave like this.

   He guessed that there must be a reason for his father's laziness, good wine, decadence and despair, perhaps it was caused by the Spirit Hall.

   Therefore, what my father said to me must be right, and my father cannot be wrong.

   That is, from then on, Tang San no longer had any good feelings towards Wuhun Temple.

   However, even though I don't like the Spirit Hall, I still have to take the benefits that I should take.

  Tang San still occasionally hides from Tang Hao and secretly goes to make a deal with the Wuhun Temple branch to earn living expenses for the father and son.

  If the staff of the branch hall of Wuhun Hall did not know the goods, at this time, Tang San would deliberately open his mouth and blackmail Wuhun Hall.

   At this time, Old Jack said:

   "Let's go, let's hurry in, you are the last one, the deacon and the other eight children have already arrived. Now you are the only one left, and the spirit awakening ceremony can begin."

  Old Jack finished speaking and walked forward.

  Tang San nodded and followed behind Old Jack step by step.

  Today is Martial Soul Awakening Day.

   The branch hall of the Wuhun Temple, where people usually come and go, has stopped any commercial trade today, and has dedicated time to perform the Wuhun awakening ceremony.

   It seemed a little deserted at this time.

   Enter the branch hall.

   It was exactly as Old Jack said.

  Tang San was the last one to arrive.

   The inspector of the Spirit Hall and the other eight children have already arrived.

  The inspector deacon of the Wuhun Hall looks in his twenties, with sword-brows and star eyes, handsome in appearance, wearing a white strong suit and a black cloak, with a fist-sized soul embroidered at the center of his chest.

   It is Su Yuntao, the twenty-sixth-level great soul master who was rated as Blind Douluo by Guangjian Jianxian.

  Su Yuntao has already placed the awakening formation on the ground.

On a small column next to   , there is also a crystal ball the size of a human head that emits a blue halo.

   Several children cast curious glances without blinking.

   saw Old Jack bring Tang San, and finally arrived.

  Su Yuntao's sword eyebrows wrinkled slightly, a little unhappy:

   "Old Jack, what's the matter with you, why are you so slow? I've been waiting for a long time, don't you know that my time is precious?"

  Old Jack hurriedly pulled Tang San with him, bowed and apologized:

   "I'm sorry, my esteemed deacon, I've been delayed because of a little thing. I'm sorry to trouble you."

  Tang San was pressed by Old Jack's head, followed reluctantly and bowed, raised his head to look at Su Yuntao's tall figure, his eyes couldn't help flashing cold.

  Su Yuntao waved his hand lightly and said:

"Okay, old Jack, you should step back first. I don't have much time. After awakening these children in the Holy Spirit Village, there are still several village children waiting for me to awaken their martial spirits for them. "

   "The Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony, start now!"

   "Okay, Lord Deacon."

  Old Jack bowed and agreed.

   once again instructed a few children in the Holy Spirit Village, telling them to listen to the words of the deacon, and then exited the hall of the branch hall.

   Then, Su Yuntao began to perform several blinding maneuvers, summoning the martial spirit lone wolf, and then possessing the martial spirit, scaring the few children present to exclaim.

  Su Yuntao smiled and explained, and then officially began to awaken the martial arts for several children.

   After several operations, the martial spirits awakened by the first eight children were either agricultural tools such as sickles and hoes, or blue silver grass.

   These martial spirits have no attack power, defense power, or auxiliary abilities, and are standard-form waste spirits.

   Finally, it was Tang San's turn.

   The same operation.

   Then, Blind Douluo was blinded.

   Actually awakened a blue silver grass full of innate soul power?

   is a fart? !

  Su Yuntao was completely disappointed and speechless.

   immediately waved his hand, set the tone, and wrote on the soul master certificate:

  Tang San, the blue silver grass of abolished martial arts, innately full of soul power, belonging to the Holy Soul Village.

  …

   (end of this chapter)