Douluo: Xiao Yan traveled through time and became the three brothers of Tang Dynasty

"Dad." Tang San suddenly called out. He pointed to a piece of pig iron in the corner and said, "Can I use this piece of iron? I want to build something."

After coming to this world and practicing for several years, Tang San couldn't break through in the Xuantian Technique, so he prepared to build some hidden weapons that he was good at in case of emergency.

Hearing this, Tang Hao turned his attention to the piece of pig iron, "Hey, there is iron essence in this piece of pig iron." He walked over and lowered his head to look at it, then turned to look at Tang San and said, "You can use it if you want. Well, remember not to delay cooking at night."

After saying this, Tang Hao went back to the room and continued to sleep.

"Yeah." Tang San nodded.

Tang San felt very satisfied with Tang Hao's existence. He thought that in this life, there was at least one person he could call daddy.

Looking at Tang Hao's lazy back, Xiao Yan clutched his hungry stomach and smiled at himself. He couldn't help but shake his head. He was very disappointed with this father.

For people like Tang San in the feudal era, they always thought that love would come with blood relationship, but for young people like Xiao Yan in modern society, if there is no process of getting along between people, there will be no feelings at all.

Love never comes out of nowhere.

Xiao Yan even felt a little disgusted with the current hypocritical family affection.

Tang San walked over, picked up the piece of pig iron, and placed it directly on the stove next to the bellows. Then he only needed to light the charcoal fire to forge it.

"Brother, please help me light the fire." Tang San turned to look at Xiao Yan and said in a clear and calm voice.

"Yes." Xiao Yan nodded. After eating a bowl of porridge, he gained a little strength. Light the charcoal fire, pull the bellows, the whirring sound of the bellows sounds, and the hot flames emerge from the charcoal stove.

Looking at the blazing flames, Xiao Yan always had a strange feeling. He found that his ability to control fire seemed to be very strong, and he could change the shape of the flames in the furnace just with his thoughts.

"Why is this happening?" Xiao Yan was slightly dazed and confused. Of course, Tang San didn't notice all this.

when!

After the pig iron gradually became red-hot, Tang San picked up the casting hammer and struck it hard, making a crisp sound.

In the back room, Tang Hao, who was lying on the bed, was already snoring.

After coming to this world, Xiao Yan learned from the villagers that this world was called Douluo Continent and had two empires, one of which was the Tiandou Empire where Xiao Yan was located.

The other one is the Star Luo Empire in the south.

The Fasno Province where the Holy Soul Village is located is located at the junction of the two empires, and the Notting City next to it is very close to the border of the Star Luo Empire.

During this period, Xiao Yan also learned from the villagers that people on Douluo Continent all possess something called a martial spirit. A martial spirit can be a part of the body, or it can be an animal, plant or artifact.

At the age of six, people can awaken their martial soul through an awakening ceremony. If the martial soul is a hoe, then this person's ability to cultivate fields will be stronger than others.

If Wuhun is an animal, this person can possess some simple abilities of this animal. Therefore, Wuhun has become an important existence that can change people's lives.

Xiao Yan also wanted to know what his martial soul was.

Is it a hammer? Is it fire? Or the bluesilver grass that can be seen everywhere?

More importantly than martial souls, people are looking forward to the emergence of soul power. In this world, everyone has a martial soul, but not everyone has soul power.

A few hours later.

It was afternoon and Tang Hao was building farm tools.

"Is Blacksmith Tang in the house?" An old voice came from outside the house.

"Yeah." Hearing this, Tang Hao hummed without saltiness.

Hearing the sound, Xiao Yan knew that the old village chief, Grandpa Jack, was here. Xiao Yan quickly walked out of the house and saw that the person who came was an old man in his sixties. He was slender, but energetic, and his clothes Also clean and tidy.

Compared with his father Tang Hao, they are two extremes.

The village chief is a good old man. A few years ago, when Tang Hao's family was in the most difficult times, he always brought food.

Therefore, Xiao Yan also respects the old village chief very much. Xiao Yan will always remember those who are kind to him.

However, Tang Hao didn't take it seriously. He was always lukewarm towards the old village chief, and even looked down upon him. Just because the village chief was less than ten years older than him, but he was still a generation above himself. .

For this reason, Tang Hao has always been a little unhappy with the old village chief.

"Grandpa Village Chief, you are here." Xiao Yan walked up to Old Jack and saluted him respectfully.

"Oh, Xiao Yan, come here, let grandpa take a look." Old Jack touched Xiao Yan's head and led Xiao Yan into the house.

"Old Jack, is something wrong?" Tang Hao said coldly.

Old Jack seemed to have gotten used to Tang Hao's attitude and said: "Tang Hao, your two sons are almost six years old. They should also participate in the awakening ceremony in three days. Don't be late then."

"It would be great if our village could have a soul master. That would be a matter of honor for our ancestors!"

Tang Hao glanced at Old Jack, yawned, and said calmly: "The spirit master might as well have a chef. I'm so hungry now..."

"Tang Hao...you dare to insult the soul master?" As if being touched, Old Jack yelled at Tang Hao: "You should know the status of the soul master in my heart, let me hear you say such words again , I will expel you from the village. If it were not for the sake of your two children, do you think I would be willing to come to this doghouse?"

"..." After being scolded by Old Jack, Tang Hao did not get angry, but continued to hammer the farm tools in his hands.

"Hey..." Old Jack sighed, turned to Xiao Yan and Tang San and said, "I'm leaving first, Xiao San, Xiao Yan, you guys take care of yourselves."

"Grandpa will pick you up in three days."

After saying that, Old Jack glared at Tang Hao fiercely before leaving Tang Hao's blacksmith shop.

"Grandpa Jack, please go away." Xiao Yan waved to Old Jack.

As night fell, we had dinner.

Tang Hao walked out habitually. For him, this was a routine, going out to drink, drinking the worst quality ale.

Three days passed quickly, and Tang San would still run to the top of the mountain every morning to practice the Purple Demon Eye and Xuantian Technique.

As for Xiao Yan, in addition to cooking with Tang San every day, he would also secretly use the flames in the furnace to practice some simple fire control techniques, as well as hammer and forge some pig iron to strengthen his body.

As for why he can control the shape of the flame, Xiao Yan himself doesn't know.

I always feel that this is a special ability given to him by God.

"Xiaoyan, Xiaosan, grandpa is here to pick you up." Old Jack came to the blacksmith shop on time. Perhaps because he was tired of Tang Hao, he didn't even go in this time, but stood outside the door and called softly.

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