Douluo's corner gun

Su Yuntao packed the package carelessly. He never expected that the two geniuses would reject him. When did Wuhun Palace become so unattractive.

He patted his pocket subconsciously, and the kid he valued just now handed him another hundred gold soul coins, saying that he hoped he would not report the news about the two of them.

Putting all the crystal balls into the package, and then using his soul power to erase the formations left on the table, Su Yuntao looked towards the direction where the two geniuses left and sighed.

In addition to helping common people awaken their martial souls, his job is to draw those geniuses into the martial soul hall, thereby receiving a generous reward and even a chance for promotion.

One is born with full soul power, and the other is born with eight levels of soul power. There is no doubt that he will get the chance to be promoted, but others don't want to go. Forget it, he made a profit today anyway.

Carrying the package, he was about to leave Holy Soul Village when he heard Old Jack's voice.

"Master Su Yuntao, please wait!"

Su Yuntao looked over and his face twitched. Old Jack was coming here with six or seven children who had just escaped.

Old Jack said nervously: "Master, I'm sorry. I didn't expect these children to be so naughty and rude at all. I have already taught them a lesson and asked Master to help them awaken their martial arts spirits."

A little boy named Fat Hu was not convinced.

"Old Grandpa Jack, it's obvious that he wants to bully us! Hu Yi and Tang San were both beaten by him just now. I was just afraid of being beaten, so I ran away."

"Nonsense!" Old Jack slapped Fat Tiger in the face.

"What kind of person is the master, and he still bullies you! Don't think that I don't know that you like to bully other children in the same village. If I don't teach you a lesson now, you will be in trouble."

Old Jack angrily lectured them, and Su Yuntao grabbed Old Jack.

"Well, I have to congratulate you. There are geniuses in your village, and there are two of them."

There was a look of surprise in Old Jack's eyes, and he asked tentatively: "Master, what exactly is that..."

Su Yuntao pointed at Fat Hu, who was still in tears and had an angry look on his face, and said: "As for the two that the kid mentioned, one is born with full soul power, and the other is born with level eight soul power."

"Really?" Old Jack grabbed Su Yuntao with a pair of calloused hands. Even Su Yuntao, a soul master, couldn't help but use some soul power to stop him.

"real."

Su Yuntao looked at him, sighed again, and said: "I just don't know what they two think. I invited them to join Wuhun Hall, but they both refused." "

Forget it, I got the benefit anyway. Although I, Su Yuntao, like to take advantage of small things, I will do what I promised.

"Great! Great! I have a successor in Holy Soul Village!"

Old Jack cried with joy, and as he was already gray-haired, he couldn't help wiping the tears from his eyes.

He has made countless contributions to the village in his life, and he has no regrets. The only thing he cannot do is let other villages question the soul saint who once appeared in their village.

Su Yuntao was speechless when he saw Old Jack wiping away his tears. He knew why Old Jack was crying, wasn't he just a Soul Saint for such a big man?is it necessary?How many years ago?

"Okay, I have to leave too. You can gather these children tomorrow."

Old Jack stopped him and said, "Master, are you leaving now? But the children haven't awakened their martial arts spirits yet."

Su Yuntao waved his hand and explained: "It's okay, it's just a martial soul awakening. I can delay it for a week as long as I want."

After saying that, Su Yuntao walked towards the entrance of the village without looking back. Old Jack did not stop him, but sent these unlucky children back to their respective homes to find their mothers.

On the other side, when Tang San returned home, he first took a look at his father to see if he was asleep. He was usually resting at this point. When he opened the door curtain, he smelled the smell of wine all over the room and the utensils filled with wine on the floor.

His father was lying on the bed taking a nap. Fortunately, he didn't need to cover him with a quilt this time.

After making sure that his father was asleep, Tang San returned to his room. There were some things that were really difficult for his father to do when he was awake, and that was training.

Usually I was on the top of a slightly steep slope in the back mountain. Only when my father was drunk could I have space to practice at home. This kind of secretive practice lasted for three years.

After awakening his martial soul, he felt that there were two powers in his abdomen, merging together little by little. Rather than saying that they were merging, it was better to say that the new power was swallowing up his inner strength.

Tang San sat cross-legged, he was very hesitant now, whether to use the Xuantian Technique or not. If the two powers could be integrated, it would not be a bad thing for him. He must know that if the two different powers were to exclude each other, a minor injury would still be a minor matter, and a heavy responsibility would be a serious matter. Exploded to death.

He gritted his teeth and started to use the Xuantian Technique.

Just after he activated the Xuantian Technique, he discovered that his Xuantian Technique could actually mobilize the soul power in his body, and it also accelerated the devouring of the internal power.

Tang San looked delighted. Since this was the case, he had nothing to hesitate.

You might as well just do it one at a time and completely transform your inner power into soul power.

After a while, Tang San fell into meditation, his chest rising and falling slightly, breathing evenly, and a piece of blue silver grass detached from Hu Yi's little hand, floating in the air, emitting light blue dots.

And blue soul power also emerged from his body, slowly spreading, warming his bones and body.

"Huh..." Slowly exhaling a breath of turbid air, Tang San calmed down the soul power in his body, and then the Blue Silver Grass disappeared in the air. He slowly opened his eyes, showing an expression of surprise.

Unexpectedly, soul power is actually more comfortable than internal power in terms of nourishing bones, and its endurance is also slightly stronger than internal power. It is very suitable for Xuan Tian Gong!

If Hu Yi were here, he would definitely complain, big brother, the world is different, okay? You are going to a world of cultivating immortals, which is a few streets away from your soul power.

Just when Hu Yi was about to stand up and stretch his body, a burst of gravity came from his left hand, causing his whole body to fall downwards.

Faint black light spurted out from the palm of his left hand, and the brilliance condensed instantly. A strange thing continued to grow in size in his palm, and finally there was only a bang as it hit the ground.

It was a black hammer, the handle was about half a foot long, and the hammer head was a cylinder, which looked like a miniature casting hammer. However, on the black surface of the hammer, there was a special Light, on the cylindrical hammer head, there is a circle of faint patterns.

Looking at the object that suddenly appeared, was Tang San confused?

Is this Wuhun?

hammer?