Douluo: My bluesilver grass is not serious

As it continued to approach, the roar became louder and louder in my ears, deafening.

The air has also become more humid, and the temperature here is even a few points lower than the outside temperature.

Finally, Tang Hao stopped again. This was a valley, or to be precise, a pool of water.

The water in the pool is clear to the bottom, quiet and deep, like a huge sapphire.

On one side of the valley, a waterfall about twenty meters wide stretched like a jade belt across the mountain wall nearly two hundred meters high. The rumbling sound was caused by its impact on the pool.

The waterfall poured down and hit the pool, splashing countless water. Under the sunlight, a colorful rainbow emerged across the pool, which was indescribably dazzling.

As soon as Tang San arrived here, a stream of crisp water vapor hit his face. The moist air was refreshing and extremely comfortable.

Surrounded by mountains, surrounded by greenery, with rippling sapphires in front of them, and the majestic waterfall that connected the sky to the ground, Tang San couldn't help but be stunned by all this beauty.

Tang Hao stood there quietly, his eyes always falling on the waterfall like the Milky Way. For some reason, his usually cold expression changed, and his old face revealed anger that could not be concealed. .

The father and son just stood by the pool, dumbfounded for a long time.

Tang San was the first to wake up from this beautiful scenery and subconsciously turned to look at his father.

Perhaps it was because Tang Hao felt his gaze, his expression became calm, and he slowly turned around to look at Tang San.

"In the next two years, this will be the place where you live and practice. When you are thirsty, there is water in front of you. When you are hungry, there are various fruits in the mountains. I also know the things you did when you were a child, but I don't delve into it. , after all, everyone has his or her own opportunities, but I guess I still have the ability to identify poisons."

Listening to his father's words, Tang San's heart warmed up, and the eyes he looked at his father became a little more fiery and familial.

Ever since his father knew that he had researched poisonous weeds, it showed that his father had never been far away from him.

How smart Tang San was, he immediately thought of the reason why his father never appeared by his side. It was probably because he was afraid of affecting his cultivation.

Indeed, everything the teacher taught was the best he could do. Even if his father was a titled Douluo, even if he was the Pope, he might not be able to compare with the teacher in terms of teaching.

"Turn around and face away from me."

Tang Hao said to Tang San.

Tang San quickly did as he was told.

The moment he turned around, a pair of strong hands had already been placed on his shoulders. The next moment, Tang San felt two streams of heat instantly pour into his body from those big, rough hands.

With two bangs, Tang Hao raised his hands and then lowered them, hitting Tang San on the back. Then, as if his hands were alive, he quickly moved around Tang San's body, leaving almost nothing except his head. Anywhere on Tang San's body.

Wherever Tang Hao's big hand touched, Tang San felt the billowing heat continuously pouring into his body, and the fatigue from traveling these days suddenly disappeared.

Wherever the heat flowed, it was like being soothed and felt indescribably comfortable.

Tang San's body began to gradually heat up, and sweat continued to emerge from his forehead.

Tang San didn't know how much time had passed, he just felt that he was gradually falling into a drowsy state, as if his whole body was being smelted in a furnace.

He was completely relaxed about his father's beatings.

In this world, there were a few people that Tang San would never guard against, and Tang Hao was definitely among them.

He is Tang San's only blood relative currently.

Suddenly, a wave of coolness poured down from the top of his head, like an enlightenment that made Tang San wake up from his hazy state.

The water pool remained unchanged, and the sound of the waterfall falling into the pool became clear again. Tang San lowered his head and looked at himself, and found that his clothes were already soaked.

Tang Hao was standing next to him. His eyes looked a little more tired, but his back was still straight. This may be the only place where Tang Hao doesn't look old.

"Your body is in better shape than I thought, but you didn't pay attention to your cultivation methods before, so it is inevitable that you will have hidden wounds on your body. You have to remember that injuries are not terrible, but you must heal them thoroughly after being injured, otherwise, you will leave hidden wounds and suffer from future problems. Infinity, now I have helped you heal all the hidden injuries. Your muscles and bones are much tougher than the average person, which is very good. It can save a lot of things."

Rarely, Tang San saw a hint of satisfaction on Tang Hao's face. Of course his body was much better than that of ordinary people, and he had been training since he was a child.

If it hadn't been like this, Tang San would have died countless times.

It is impossible to block the full moon skill that Xie Yue casts when using martial soul fusion skills.

"Xiao San, do you know what your biggest problem is now?"

Tang Hao asked.

Tang San's heart moved, is his father considering him? After thinking for a while, he said:

"It's the explosive power in battle. My martial spirit is mainly about control, but it's not explosive enough. It's more difficult to deal with an opponent like Xie Yue."

Tang Hao nodded and said:

"You are right. In terms of control, the master's teachings to you are flawless. Your control is already quite good. Even if there are still flaws, they are the flaws of Bluesilver Grass itself. But you don't have to worry. When you get the third After six soul rings, this situation will fundamentally change."

"what?"

Tang San looked at his father in surprise. Frankly speaking, even the master didn't know what Bluesilver Grass would become after cultivating to the sixth spirit ring. Tang San couldn't believe that his father would actually know.

Could it be said that there has been someone in this world who has cultivated Bluesilver Grass to the realm of the sixth soul ring?

As far as he knew, Lian Yunfeng was only the Soul King now.

I don’t even know what the sixth ring looks like.

From his father telling him the knowledge about the hundred thousand year soul beast to now pointing out the possible way out of Blue Silver Grass, for Tang San, his father had added a bit of mystery.

However, Tang Hao didn't give Tang San time to react, so he directly raised his hand and patted Tang San's shoulders and chest respectively.

Three streams of heat rushed downward at the same time, and Tang San felt a numbness all over his body. Almost instantly, his Dantian was enveloped by a wave of scalding heat.

With his current mental strength, he can no longer feel the existence of a trace of soul power.

"Dad, what are you..."

Tang Hao said calmly:

"From now on, you don't need soul power. I'm temporarily sealing it to facilitate special training for you. Remember, the power of the soul bone is not allowed to be used. I'm sealing your soul power not because I don't trust you, but because Because in the special training I gave you, it will be easy to draw out your soul power on your own."

With a flick of his wrist, a casting hammer suddenly appeared in Tang Hao's hand, with mottled rust on it, exactly like the one Tang San used at home.

"Take it."

Tang San took the casting hammer and looked at his father with some confusion.

Tang Hao pointed to the waterfall at the other end of the pool.

"Swim over. Under the waterfall, there is a raised boulder. Stand on it and practice the hammering technique I teach you."