Douluo's giant

It's full daylight.

In Holy Soul Village, at the entrance of a remote wooden house.

Tang San opened the door and walked in.

In the hall, a figure with a golden sword sat in front of a wooden table, with his back to him, holding a large gray-brown ceramic bowl, and drank from his head.

Gollum.

When the bottom of the bowl was empty, Tang Hao smashed the bowl on the table. It seemed that he was still drunk last night. He covered his head and waved his other hand in the air, as if to grab the kettle in front of him, but his fingers It's just a little bit far away.

Upon seeing this, Tang San quietly closed the door, then quickly walked to Tang Hao's side, climbed onto the bench, pulled the kettle, and filled a whole bowl for Tang Hao.

When Tang Hao heard the sound of water rushing, he withdrew his hand and grabbed the bowl. After the sound of water stopped, he picked up the bowl and drank half of the bowl. The other half flowed down his neck and into his clothes.

He put the empty bowl on the table, pushed away the kettle that Tang San handed him, opened his eyes and looked at Tang San and asked, "Where have you been this morning."

Tang San blinked his eyes and said without changing his expression: "I went to see Uncle Hao Heng to exercise."

"That's it!"

Tang Hao seemed to have no doubts about his answer. He closed his eyes again, rubbed his temples with both hands, and said, "I'm hungry. Let's go get some breakfast."

"Okay, father." Tang San nodded and prepared to get off the bench.

But after raising his buttocks for a second, he sat back down and stared straight at Tang Hao, as if he had something to say.

Tang Hao sensed it, opened his eyes and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Tang San hesitated for a moment and then said: "Father, Uncle Hao Heng... wants to accept me as his disciple."

"Ok!"

Tang Hao frowned, and there were a few waves in his eyes that were as calm as dead water. Half a minute later, he said in a low voice: "Tell me?"

After Tang San reorganized what happened this morning, he told Tang Hao while carefully observing his expression.

After he finished speaking, Tang Hao nodded slightly and said, "Well, your Uncle Hao Heng is right. The outside world is too dangerous, soul master? It's inappropriate!"

"But it's a good thing that you have to exercise with him and strengthen your body. So, you go cook first, and I'll take you there at noon."

Tang San smiled happily, but after a second thought, he looked sad again and said: "But father, I just found out today that Uncle Hao Heng... is only five years older than me, and the age gap between us is too big." When I'm young, if I become my teacher..."

Tang Hao raised his hand, patted his head, and said: "In this world, age is the least important thing. You just need to know that Hao Heng has the strength, knowledge, and ability to be your teacher. The rest Don’t worry about it.”

Tang San nodded thoughtfully, and then went to prepare breakfast honestly.

For Tang Hao, he was very happy that Hao Heng wanted to accept his son as his disciple.

Because he didn't want to reveal his identity, he couldn't find a good opportunity to lay a good physical foundation for Tang San. If Tang San worshiped Hao Heng as his disciple, wouldn't he be able to use Hao Heng's mouth to guide Tang San? Moreover, he might not even need his export guidance.

He had great faith in Hao Heng's ability. It was not like he had not paid attention to Hao Heng's training process in Holy Soul Village over the years.

Although the training of ordinary soul masters is very different, Hao Heng has almost never meditated to practice soul power. Every time he exercises, he uses a set of very complicated and very impractical boxing techniques, but this does not affect the boxing skills that people can change. Strong, Tang Hao felt that although the soul power fluctuations in Hao Heng's body were still not strong, his real strength was at least twice what it was six years ago. This was an extremely terrifying thing, so he was not worried about Hao Heng's lack of strength. Ability, teach Tang San.

Now, what Tang Hao should consider is what kind of apprenticeship ceremony should be used so as not to lose Tang Hao's face.

.........

At noon, Hao Heng's house.

This is a house with a bamboo forest as its back, with bamboo as its main body. It is neat and tidy, surrounded by fences, and flowers are planted on both sides of the house.

Hao Heng was sitting in the yard. In front of him was a round bonfire surrounded by stones. On top of it was a large pig weighing more than 300 kilograms. It was almost roasted at this time. Although the pig's skin was charred, the fat under the skin had dissolved into Meaty and juicy, the heat is just right.

He pulled out the knife inserted into the pig's body and licked the juice on it. After feeling the saltiness, he smiled with satisfaction.

Putting down the knife, he grabbed the bamboo stick that passed through the wild boar with one arm, lifted it up, and walked to the stone table aside. The stone table was covered with a clean white cloth. Hao Heng directly put the roasted pig on it and turned around to pick it up. Knife, do the next step.

Just as he picked up the knife, two figures, one large and one small, appeared outside the fence. He hurriedly ran to the door, opened the door and said with a smile: "Brother Tang, you're just in time. I've just roasted the pig, come in quickly."

Tang Hao smiled at him and took Tang San into the courtyard. Under Hao Heng's greeting, he sat on the stone bench next to the stone table.

Tang San looked at the fragrant roast pig on the table, salivating, swallowing like crazy, and couldn't help complaining in his heart that Hao Heng had robbed his father's business, but he felt strange. Looking around, and then looking inside the house, it was completely strange. No tools related to blacksmithing were found, and it is not known how Hao Heng made iron tools.

Hao Heng took out a tray from the house. There were several small bowls on the tray. The bowls contained salt, sugar, vinegar, sauce, chopped green onion, coriander, and pepper.

He placed the tray on the stone table, handed over two knives enthusiastically, and said, "Come on, brother, if you have anything to do, we'll wait until you're full."

Tang San couldn't wait to take the knife, and when he was about to take action, Tang Hao held down his arm and said, "Don't rush yet."

Tang Hao turned his head again, looked at Hao Heng and asked, "Brother Heng, I heard from the mistress that you want to accept him as your disciple?"

Hao Heng was stunned, and several questions appeared in his mind, wondering when I would say that I would accept him as my disciple. He looked at Tang San with questions in his eyes.

"Is there such a thing?"

Tang San blinked, and said quickly to his father and Hao Heng, who were staring at him at the same time: "Uncle, didn't you say this morning that you asked me to come to you at midnight tomorrow? Didn't you mean that you would teach me to exercise? Since you If you are willing to teach me how to exercise, doesn’t that mean you want to accept me as your disciple?”

He also looked strange.

Hao Heng slapped his forehead and thought: "This kid is really good at thinking. If you train with me, I will accept you as my disciple? Who made the rule?"

He looked at Tang Hao and said with a smile: "Brother, I want to take my mistress to exercise with me, but I don't mean to accept him as my disciple. The main thing is that although I grow faster, I am still young. Where can I go?" It’s a misunderstanding that you can accept a disciple, it’s all a misunderstanding.”

Tang Hao looked at him in silence for a while, then raised his head and asked, "Brother Heng, what do you think of Xiaosan?"

Hao Heng struggled for a moment and said, "Ah! This... this child is very good!"

"He is my son. As your apprentice, he will not insult your master!"

Tang Hao said bluntly, there was a hidden meaning in his words, Tang San has my bloodline, so his martial spirit will definitely be good.

Hao Heng knew what he meant, but since he was studying under Bibi Dong, if he accepted Tang San as his disciple, then the relationship...

The trouble is, he doesn't dare to tell him directly who his master is. Looking at Tang Hao's appearance, it won't work if he doesn't agree today, so what should he do?

"Brother, it's not that Xiaosan is a bad kid, it's just that I don't have enough ability to serve as a teacher and accept a disciple. If you ask me... isn't this a mistake?"

Hao Heng scratched his head irritably.

Tang Hao sighed and said, "That's it. Then I have to take back the apprenticeship ceremony I prepared for my mistress. It's a pity."

His broad shoulders blocked Tang San's sight, and he took out a yellowed booklet from his chest, sighing repeatedly.

Hao Heng looked at the booklet, his eyes suddenly straightened, shining brightly, and he grabbed it and took a few glances at it without any hindrance.

Tang Hao raised his lips slightly and frowned: "Hey, Brother Heng, you...forget it, I'll just ask if Xiaosan can become your teacher and if you can teach him."

"Educable, very teachable."

Hao Heng quietly put the pamphlet into his arms, nodded calmly and said.