[Douluo x Jian Wang 3] The sun and moon remain the same

Tang Hao didn't know how strong Tang San's will was, but Lu Jiu was aware of it. During these few months of getting along, he learned that Tang San came from another world like him, and that Tang San was actually an adult in mind.

But even adults, not everyone can be as tough as Tang San. Look at those lazy people who make up the majority, and the drunkards who can't hold up the wall are all adults. But he still underestimated Tang San's will.

For eleven days, Tang San had wielded more than 8,000 hammers with the help of the Xuantian Technique. The iron lump continued to shrink, and it was no longer one-third of its original size. This is not only an exercise for the body, with repeated consumption and recovery, it is also a training for Xuantian Kung Fu and will.

Physical exercise and more food made Tang San's body stronger, as if a force from within his body was gradually injected into his body, making him consume less internal energy during the continuous forging process. Small. And when all the internal force is added, the strength also increases a lot.

The word "steel made a hundred times" appeared in Tang San's mind, which further strengthened his determination to complete the Ten Thousand Hammers. And we are very close to this goal.

Tang San's persistence surprised Tang Hao. In his opinion, even if his son was born with supernatural powers, he would not be able to persist for more than three days.

The handle of the hammer is so rough to prevent it from slipping. The constant swinging and friction with the palm will inevitably cause great damage to the palm. But he discovered that even though Tang San was forging, his immature little hands didn't look any different. Not even a blister.

Naturally, Tang San would not tell Tang Hao these things. He didn't want to lose his father, but he told Lu Jiu.

Tang San looked at Lu Jiu in amusement, who was sitting next to the bellows holding his hand and looking back and forth. He stretched out his other hand to rub Lu Jiu's soft curly hair, remembering that not long after Lu Jiu arrived, he taught him how to recognize. Words here.

"Xiaojiu, are you a barbarian?" Tang San looked at the raised hair and couldn't help but reach out to touch it. Lu Jiu shook his head, put down the pen in his hand, and reached out to write on Tang San's hand. 【Persia】. Tang San raised his eyebrows: "No wonder your eyes are amber." He paused and then said: "Then who taught you Zhongyuan dialect?" Lu Jiu smiled and wrote [Has been reading since the age of twelve Central Plains].

When Tang San came back to his senses, Lu Jiu's hair had been messed up by him. The other party was grabbing his evil hand and trying to protect his hair. Tang San rarely laughed out loud: "Sorry." He stretched out his hand to straighten Lu Jiu's hair. Style your naturally curly hair.

In the past few days, he was forging the pig iron at home. Except for the required classes in the morning, he spent almost all his time next to the stove.

And because of the large amount of energy consumed, those porridges that were usually clear, watery and nutritious could not sustain Tang San's consumption. After Lu Jiu found out, after finishing his morning exercises every day, he ran into the sparsely populated forest to catch some wild rabbits and other things. Although it wasn't always possible to gain something, at least it could occasionally help Tang San.

The first time Tang San saw Lu Jiu come back covered in dirt and leaves, he thought he was being bullied by the older kids in the village, and he was going to look for bad luck on the culprit with a dark face.

Lu Jiu took Tang San to explain for a long time, and gave examples that he was not powerless and that ordinary children could not bully him. Only then did Tang San come back to his senses and remember Lu Jiu's internal strength.

In order to explain this matter, Lu Jiu wrote several pages of words to Tang San, which made him dumbfounded, but at the same time he felt warm in his heart.

But Tang San still didn't quite agree with Lu Jiu going to the woods. Not many adults in the village went there, and it was sparsely populated and prone to danger. Lu Jiu didn't listen to Tang San's sincere words and still went secretly. Tang San saw that the other party came back several times and nothing happened. Knowing that he couldn't stop him, he didn't stop him anymore, but he felt an unavoidable warmth in his heart.

He pulled up the small bench next to him and sat across from Lu Jiu. He stretched out his hand in front of Lu Jiu and said, "Xiao Jiu, do you want to learn Xuan Yu Hands? I can teach you." Lu Jiu tilted his head, as if asking if that was okay. ? "sure."

When Tang Hao came back, he saw Lu Jiu holding Tang San's hand and writing something. When Tang San heard Tang Hao's return, he stood up and said, "Dad, you're back." When Tang Hao was about to say something, a voice came from outside the door. An old voice.

"Tang Hao, what are you busy with?" The person who came was an old man, who looked like he was in his sixties. He was slender but energetic. His clothes were clean and tidy, and his hair was combed meticulously. Compared with Tang Hao, he was like a double figure. An extreme.

This person Tang San knew was Jack, the village elder of Holy Soul Village.

"Xiaosan Xiaojiu, come here, let grandpa take a look." Old Jack waved to the two of them.

The village chief is a kind man, and everyone in the village respects him very much. A few years ago, when Tang San's family was in the most difficult time, he often brought food over.

"Hello, Grandpa Jack." Tang San pulled Lu Jiu up to Old Jack and saluted him respectfully. Tang San would always remember those who were kind to him.

Tang Hao said coldly: "What's the matter, village chief?" Old Jack was actually older than him by less than ten years, but he insisted on being a generation older than him, which made Tang Hao feel a little uncomfortable all the time.

Old Jack seemed to be used to Tang Hao's attitude, "Tang Hao, Xiao San is almost six years old. He should also participate in this year's awakening ceremony." After saying this, he looked at Lu Jiu who was standing next to him hesitantly. , this child is obviously smaller than Tang San, but Old Jack doesn't know how much smaller, or he just looks smaller.

Tang Hao glanced at the two people next to him and said calmly: "Then let's participate. When is it?"

Old Jack said: "It will be in three days. I will pick him up then." Tang Hao's tone obviously didn't mean Lu Jiu, and Old Jack couldn't ask any more questions about this person who suddenly appeared at Tang Hao's house. No one in the village paid any special attention to the child. They just knew that he was a poor child who could not speak.

Tang Hao nodded and ignored the village chief.

Tang San asked curiously: "Grandpa Jack, what is the awakening ceremony?" Old Jack solemnly introduced the awakening ceremony and martial arts to Tang San. When he said the words "great soul master", there was clearly a look of envy in his eyes.

Tang San had only vaguely heard about the concept of soul master, so naturally he would not let it go easily when he seized the opportunity, and asked: "What does great soul master mean?"

Old Jack was very patient with sensible children like Tang San. In his opinion, a person like Tang Hao actually taught an obedient child like Tang San. And that Lu Jiu, when he happened to pass by the door of Tang Hao's house and saw that The child was helping to fetch water with bandages on his hands, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He patiently explained things about soul masters and martial souls to Tang San and Lu Jiu, and after speaking, his eyes shone with pride, "Our Holy Soul Village produced an eighth-level soul saint a hundred years ago. It is extremely rare in the entire city of Notting, and even in the entire province of Fasno."

Tang Hao on the side curled his lips, "Old Jack, that's just a legend."

As if touched by the scales, Old Jack was furious, "What is a legend? Legends come from facts. Tang Hao, you have been in the village for six years. You should understand the status of that soul saint in our hearts." If I hear you insult Lord Hunsheng again, I will expel you from the village. If it wasn't for Xiaosan's sake, do you think I would come to your kennel?"

Tang Hao didn't get angry, and banged the farm tools in his hands, as if he didn't hear Jack's words.

After hearing Old Jack's words, Tang San's heart moved, and he pulled Lu Jiu and asked, "Grandpa Jack, can Xiaojiu also wake up?" Old Jack looked at Lu Jiu, who was half a head shorter than Tang San, hesitated, and said logically. Soul awakening can be achieved at around the age of six, but there is no requirement that you must be stuck at a certain time: "How about you give Xiaojiu a try too."

"Thank you, Grandpa Jack!" Tang San happily sent Old Jack away. Lu Jiu ran to the bedroom as if to get something. Tang San looked at Tang Hao who was standing by the stove and called, "Dad." Tang Hao turned his head impatiently and saw the coldness in his father's eyes. Tang San I had to swallow what I wanted to say. He lowered his head and went back to his room to continue fighting for those ten thousand knocks.

Lu Jiu hugged the small book that Tang San ordered for him and caught up with Jack who was not far away. He handed the book to Jack. The other person knew that this was how Lu Jiu communicated with outsiders, so he read it patiently.

[Hello Grandpa Jack, can I awaken my martial spirit even if I am less than six years old? 】

[I am nine months younger than my third brother. 】

Jack returned the notebook to Lu Jiu and patted the other person's little head: "Good boy, there is no requirement that you must be six years old before you can go to Wuhun Awakening. Grandpa will take you and Xiaosan to try it out in three days." Lu Jiu was obedient. Nodding, he was worried that something would happen if he was not old enough, so he had to confirm with Old Jack again.

"It turns out that you are only nine months younger than the mistress." Jack murmured: "I thought you were much younger than the mistress." Then he sighed, thinking of Tang Hao's situation, and patted him with pity. Lu Jiu's shoulder: "Go back."

As night fell, after dinner, Lu Jiu consciously put away the dishes and went to wash the dishes. The conversation between Tang Hao and Tang San fell into his ears.

"Now do you understand what I said?"

Tang San nodded, "Steel is made a hundred times, and no matter how bad the quality of the metal is, it will become high quality after continuous forging and purification. Dad, are you going to tell me this truth?"

Tang Hao found that his son seemed to surprise him a lot these days, so he returned the iron block to him, "Then you can continue. When you have forged it into the size of a fist, bring it to me to see." After that, , he turned around and walked out of the house.

Lu Jiu pursed his lips where Tang Hao couldn't see him. Although he was very grateful to Tang Hao, every time he saw Tang Hao's attitude towards Tang San, he couldn't help but feel that this father was too cheap.

Tang San recalled Tang Hao's words in his mind, a shining light flashed in his eyes, his feet staggered slightly, and his body had already nimbly slipped into his room. Soon, the clanging sound of knocking sounded in the blacksmith shop again.

Today is the full moon, which is a good time for Lu Jiu to practice. Originally, he planned to tell Tang San, but the latter was obviously immersed in forging now, so Lu Jiu left a note on the table informing him of his whereabouts. A man took advantage of the darkness and ran to the place where he and Tang San practiced daily.

This is the highest point around, suitable for meditating and absorbing the breath of heaven, earth, sun and moon.

The Mingjiao internal strength, the sun spirit and the moon soul complement each other. The sun spirit is progressing steadily in his daily morning exercises with Tang San. Although the moon soul also follows the rhythm of the sun spirit, the full moon is the perfect time to practice the moon soul. Naturally, I don’t want to miss the wine.

Moreover, his Mingjiao internal strength was currently at a bottleneck. Lu Jiu vaguely felt that it was the laws of this world that were affecting the improvement of his internal strength. Today, after he heard Old Jack's detailed explanation of soul power and martial arts, he thought that maybe the so-called martial arts awakening was an opportunity for him.

Although there was very little time to use force in this seemingly peaceful little village, he occasionally heard people chatting in the village and knew that the world was not as peaceful as this small village. No matter what, it's always good to have a way to save your life.