The fragrance of bamboo leaves in Douluo Continent

Then the fifth elder took out a crystal ball and said, "Let's test the soul power. Just put your hand on it."

As soon as Zhutan put his hand on the crystal ball, he was surprised to find that the power in his body was like a raging flood that had found an outlet and surged outward. The crystal ball emitted a strong blue light, like a bright sapphire.

"Innately full of soul power!" the fifth elder said excitedly.

"Okay! Okay! As expected of a child of our Zhu family," Zhu Yangze said to Zhutan with a smile, "You can feel what your martial soul is capable of."

Zhutan closed her eyes and slowly felt the power in her body. She unexpectedly discovered that it was the same healing power as in her previous life, but like the martial arts of the Zhu family, they were generally attack-type soul masters.

Zhutan opened her eyes and said to her father with a complex expression, "I think it might be treatment?"

"Treatment??!!" Everyone said in unison.

The healing system is usually possessed by weapon martial souls, such as the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda and the Nine Heart Begonia.

Who would have thought that this ferocious attack-type beast's spirit would mutate into a healing ability. However, no matter how mutated Zhutan's spirit was, it would still be a panda, so it should have inherited its ability to attack.

The fifth elder thought for a moment and said to Zhu Yangze: "Sect Master, A Tuan's martial spirit still needs to be studied. Let's wait until we get the first soul ring. We will see. Since we are sure that it has the ability to heal, we should also choose the first soul ring first." It’s a healing soul beast.”

A martial spirit must choose a suitable soul ring in order to exert its maximum power, so the choice of soul ring ability is crucial for a soul master. If an inappropriate soul ring is chosen, rejection will occur.

Zhu Yangze nodded, he had to go back and read the classics left by his ancestors.

Three days later, Zhutan, accompanied by Zhu Yangze, went to the Star Forest and obtained the first soul ring, which came from a white ermine that was about four hundred years old.

The white ferret is gentle in nature, but its healing ability is extremely powerful, and it has beautiful fur. Therefore, it is very sought after by healing soul masters and nobles. The entire group has become very rare due to the large-scale roundup. As for Zhutan's soul ring, this white ferret took the initiative to sacrifice it for her own child.

When Zhutan and the others met this white ferret, it was already dying, but it was still protecting its child. Zhutan looked at this scene. Although the white ferret was very suitable for her situation, she couldn't bear to take it away. Its soul ring.

Because of the contract, the Zhu family can also understand the language of soul beasts. She promised to bring the little white ermine back to the Zhu family. In the Zhu family, the little white ermine can grow up smoothly without worrying about being chased by greedy soul masters. However, the mother of the white ferret took the initiative to sacrifice it to her as a thank you gift for protecting the little white ferret.

The Zhu family will protect the soul beasts from indiscriminate killing, but they will not protect them blindly. After all, the law of the jungle is the law of the jungle, and the Zhu family is just a balancer.

The little white ermine knew its mother's choice and wailed.

Zhutan returned to the Zhu family with the mother and son of the white ermine, and buried the mother of the ermine in the bamboo forest at the back of the mountain.

Zhu Tan activates the martial spirit and comforts the little Diao in his arms. Every time he activates the martial spirit, the little Diao always likes to stay in Zhu Tan's arms, probably because of his mother's strength.

The white sables are gradually becoming rarer. If they are not protected, they will one day become extinct from the Douluo Continent. This is something the Zhu family does not want to see.

There are fewer and fewer races with pure bloodlines and strong soul power, and there are more and more soul beasts with messy bloodlines and low soul power. This will be a disaster for the entire soul master class, and even the entire continent. If this continues, the soul master profession will It can even become history.

---------------Return to Xiao San after awakening the martial spirit---------------

"What is your martial spirit?" Tang Hao did not look at the village chief, but at his son.

"Dad, it's Blue Silver Grass." Tang San showed the martial spirit in his right hand. Tang Hao was shocked when he heard it, and there was a special light in his eyes. Sure enough, just like Ah Yin, his Ah Yin

"Tang Hao, I decided to give this year's work-study student quota to Xiaosan and send him to school. The village will pay for the travel expenses. Although..."

Before Old Jack could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Tang Hao.

"No" Tang Hao didn't even look at Old Jack.

"Tang Hao---! Is it possible for you to let Xiaosan be a blacksmith all his life like you?" Old Jack's face turned red with anger. If Xiaosan hadn't been so sensible and obedient, he really didn't want to be with this sloppy blacksmith with a weird temper. deal with.

Tang San said hurriedly: "Grandpa Jack, it's okay. Don't be angry. You can go back first."

Old Jack looked at the well-behaved and sensible Tang San, raised his hand and touched Tang San's head: "Grandpa, don't be angry. If your father changes his mind, come and see grandpa."

Tang San nodded obediently, still feeling a little disappointed in his heart. He felt that the breakthrough of Xuantian Gong was also related to the spirit ring, but there would definitely be a chance.

Tang San sent Old Jack away and returned to the blacksmith shop.

Tang Hao surprisingly did not go back to sleep. He sat on a chair and closed his eyes to rest, and said calmly: "Are you disappointed that you can't become a soul master?"

Tang San was stunned for a moment: "It doesn't matter, Dad, being a blacksmith is actually quite good. Don't you want to teach me how to forge farm tools?"

Tang Hao opened his eyes, and Tang San saw the excitement in his eyes, with a sarcastic and cold look on his face: "Soul master? What's the use of a soul master? Don't say useless martial soul, the strongest martial soul, the strongest What's the use of a great soul master? He's still useless!" He couldn't even protect his most important person.

Tang Hao was very excited, his body was trembling, and vaguely, Tang San saw something crystal clear in his father's eyes.

Tang San ran over and held Tang Hao's hand tightly: "Don't be angry, I won't be a soul master, I will always be with you!"

Taking a deep breath, Tang Hao calmed down: "Let me see your martial spirit."

"Okay." Tang San nodded, raised his right hand, the Xuantian Kungfu in his body was activated quietly, he felt that special heat flow merged with the Xuantian Kungfu in his consciousness, and a faint blue light appeared in his palm, instantly Suddenly, a small blue grass has appeared.

Although he already knew it, Tang Hao still felt a little out of control when he saw it: "It's just like her."

As Tang San listened to his father's words, he vaguely knew that she should be his deceased mother.

Suddenly, Tang Hao stood up violently. The sudden movement made Tang San almost fall, and the Bluesilver Grass in his hand disappeared on its own.

"dad."

Tang Hao waved his hand impatiently: "Don't bother me, go and cook."

"But, I still have a martial spirit." Tang San still told the strange thing in his body when he woke up today. This was something he didn't tell Su Yuntao and Old Jack. After all, they were just outsiders.

[General Outline of Tang Sect Xuantian Treasure Record, Article 1: Never let people who cannot be fully trusted know your true strength. 】

Tang Hao's body turned around sharply, his eyes were red, as if he was crying, and he looked at Tang San in shock.

Tang San didn't speak, but slowly raised his left hand just like he raised his right hand before. This time, it was no longer blue light, but a faint black light spurted out from his palm. The brilliance condensed instantly, and a handle A black hammer appeared in his hand.

The hammer handle is about half a foot long, and the hammer head is a cylinder. It looks like a smaller version of a casting hammer. However, there is a special light on the black surface of the hammer. The cylindrical hammer head is coiled with With a faint pattern.

I don't know why, when this hammer appeared in Tang San's hands, the air in the whole room seemed a bit oppressive, and Tang San seemed unable to bear the weight of the small hammer, he could only hold him, his arms drooping slowly.His face has become a little pale.

Unlike the Blue Silver Grass that hardly needs to consume Xuantian Skill, this small black hammer absorbed almost all of Tang San's internal energy as soon as it appeared.He could barely control himself to hold the hammer handle tightly.Although it looks like this hammer is small, in fact, its weight is far more than that of a casting hammer.

"This, this is..." Tang Hao came to Tang San in almost a single step, grabbed his hand holding the hammer, and brought it to him. Tang Hao's hand was very strong, at least now Tang San no longer felt That hammer puts such a heavy load on my arm.

When Tang Hao's hand held his hand, a warm feeling of blood connection made Tang San feel extremely comfortable, "Dad, what's wrong?"

Looking at the little black hammer, the excited light that disappeared before reappeared in Tang Hao's eyes, "Twin martial souls. It turned out to be twin martial souls. Son, my son."

Suddenly, Tang Hao opened his powerful arms, hugging Tang San tightly into his embrace.

Tang Hao's chest is very broad, perhaps because he has been a blacksmith for a long time. Although he looks lazy on the surface, the muscles on his body have not diminished due to the years, and his embrace is very warm.Nothing else can replace the sense of security that a father's love brings.

"Father." Tang San was a little stunned. In his memory, this seemed to be the first time Tang Hao hugged him like this.

The small hammer in his hand seemed to be getting heavier and heavier. Although Tang San liked the warmth brought by this kind of father's love, he didn't want the hammer to fall off and hit his father.

"Dad, I can't hold on any longer." Tang San couldn't help but say.

Tang Hao opened his arms and said, "Take it back." A strange light flashed in Tang Hao's eyes.

The black light dissipated and the weight disappeared. Tang San felt very strange in his heart. It was obviously a hammer formed by a special force mixed with his Xuantian Kung, but why couldn't he lift it? What surprised him even more was that after summoning the small hammer, seventy to eighty percent of his internal energy was consumed.

Tang San had never seen his father's face look so wonderful before. All kinds of complicated expressions flashed across his face. After a long time, he slowly said one sentence: "Remember, your future must be protected with the hammer in your left hand." Good right hand grass, forever.”

Tang San nodded firmly, he would definitely do what his father asked him to do.

During lunch, Tang Hao's appetite was much smaller than usual, and his eyes kept wandering around Tang San.

After eating, Tang San cleared the dishes as usual, but Tang Hao stopped him: "Let's clear it up later, Xiao San, do you want to become a soul master?"

Tang Hao's eyes were complicated, but he remembered Zhu Yangze's words.

If that day really comes, Tang San must also have the ability to protect himself, and it seems that letting him become a spirit master is the best choice.

Tang San hesitated for a moment, unwilling to deceive his father, and nodded slowly.

Tang Hao sighed and said solemnly to Tang San: "If this road is full of dangers and your life is in danger at any time, do you still want to choose this road?"

Tang San looked into Tang Hao's eyes and said seriously: "Yes, Dad, I will protect myself, and I will also protect you!"

"I know." Tang Hao waved his hand impatiently: "I don't need your protection, kid, go wash the dishes." Turning around and returning to the room, it was undeniable that he felt unusually warm in his heart after listening to Tang San's words. This is his son, his and A Yin's son.