[Douluo] Twin Souls

There are only six types of martial arts recorded in the Xuantian Treasure Record, which are Xuantian Kungfu, the method of inner strength, and Xuanyuhand, the method of practicing hands.The method of training eyes is Ziji Magic Pupil.The method of grasping is to control the crane and capture the dragon, the method of lightening the body is the method of ghosts and shadows, and the method of using hidden weapons, all hidden weapons can be solved.

The first five are the basics.There is no solid foundation.How can it bring out the essence of Tangmen hidden weapons?

He started to practice Xuantian Kung when he was over one year old, and now Tang San and Tang Lan are almost six years old.Not to mention Tang Lan, Tang San is still laying the groundwork.Although Tang Lan was considered to have excellent bones in his previous life, and although he was indeed a rare young man who practiced martial arts, how could he compare with the geniuses of the Tang Sect back then.

Although the two are twin brothers in this life, their physical fitness is almost the same, but Tang San is more than Tang Lan, but there are still these Tangmen's minds that have been practiced in those decades, and now they are just doing it all over again.And even though Tang Lan was carefully taught by Tang San, even if his speed was compared with Tang San's previous Tang Sect, it could definitely be said to be a genius.However, it is obviously impossible to surpass or be the same as Tang San.

The brothers of the Tang family lived on the west side of Shenghun Village, at the head of the village. The three adobe houses were the most rudimentary in the whole village.On the large roof in the middle, there is a wooden sign with a diameter of about one meter, with a simple hammer painted on it. The broadest representative meaning of a hammer in this world refers to a blacksmith.

That's right, Tang San and Tang Lan's father, Tang Hao, was a blacksmith.The only ironworker in the village.

in this world.Blacksmithing can be said to be one of the most humble professions.For some special reason, none of the world's top weapons are forged by blacksmiths.

However, as the only blacksmith in this village, their family shouldn't be so poor, but.That meager income is mostly...

As soon as you enter the house.The two brothers could already smell the tangy aroma of rice, it wasn't Tang Hao making breakfast for them, but Tang San cooking for Tang Hao and Tang Lan.

From the age of four, when Tang San's height was not enough to reach the stove, the task of cooking has been his daily work.Even if you have to step on a stool to get to the stove.

It wasn't that Tang Hao asked Tang San to do this, but because it wasn't like this.Tang San and Tang Lan hardly had enough time to eat.It's okay if I endure it, but what about Xiaolan?Tang San couldn't bear to let his younger brother suffer a little bit.

Tang San came to the stove, stepped on the wooden stool skillfully, and lifted the lid of the big iron pot.The tangy aroma of rice came, and the porridge in the pot was already overcooked.

Every day before Tang San took Tang Lan up the mountain.Tang San would put the rice in the pot.Get the firewood ready.When they came back, the porridge was ready.

"Xiaolan, go and ask Dad to get up for dinner."

Tang San said to his younger brother who had been following him every step of the way.

Tang Lan nodded and walked towards the direction of the room.In Tang Lan's previous life, as a young master who didn't care about anything other than learning the martial arts taught by his elders, he probably couldn't do the cooking and housework.So in this house since childhood, Tang San naturally took on all the housework.

Picking up the dilapidated bowl next to the stove, Tang San carefully filled three bowls of porridge.Putting it on the table behind him, the rice grains in the porridge could be counted at a glance, for Tang San and Tang Lan who were in the long body, this little nutrition was obviously not enough.This is also the reason why the bodies of the two brothers are so thin.

"Father, it's time to eat." Tang Lan stood by the curtain at the door of the inner room and called in.

After a while, the curtain of the inner door was raised.A tall figure walked out with somewhat staggering steps.

It was a middle-aged man who looked about 50 years old.But his figure is very tall and burly, but his dress is not flattering.

The torn robe was worn on the body, and there was not even a patch on it, revealing the bronze-colored skin underneath.The facial features that were originally fairly straight were covered with a layer of sallow, with sleepy eyes, hair messed up like a bird's nest, and a beard that hadn't been tidied up for countless days.His eyes were dull and dim, even though one night had passed, the smell of alcohol on his body still made Tang San frowned.

This is Tang Hao, the father of the two Tang brothers in this world.

From childhood to adulthood, Tang San didn't know what fatherly love is.Tang Hao never cared about them.At the beginning, I would cook some food for them.But as time went by, when Tang San started to take the initiative to cook, Tang Hao didn't care about anything.The family is so poor that they don't even have a decent table and chairs, and eating is also a problem. The main reason is that Tang Hao traded his meager income from ironworkers for wine.

For children who are as old as Tang San and Tang Lan, their fathers are usually around 30 years old, and they get married even before they are 30 years old.But Tang Hao looked much older than them, on the contrary he looked like Tang San's grandfather.

Regarding Tang Hao's attitude, Tang San never held any grudges.First, in the previous life, he was an orphan.In this life, even though Tang Hao treated them badly.But at least there is a loved one.For Tang San.This has made him very satisfied.At least, there is someone here who calls him Dad.This is the second time...

Tang San smiled slightly as he watched the kid next to him sipping porridge with a big bowl.Doing housework by myself never feels tiring, as long as Xiaolan and her father are still around, as elder brother and son, Tang San feels willing to take care of them.

Tang Hao grabbed the bowl on the table, not afraid of being scalded, and poured the porridge into his belly with big gulps.Only then did the dark yellow complexion look a little more shiny.

"Dad, drink slowly, there are more."

Tang San took the bowl from his father, ready to serve him another bowl of porridge.Tang Lan on the side put down the big bowl in his hand at this moment, took the empty bowl in his brother's hand, and ran to serve the porridge in a hurry.Tang San didn't stop him, he picked up the bowl and started to drink the porridge himself.

Tang San knew that Tang Lan didn't say anything, but he always wanted to do things for him very intimately.It's just that Tang Lan really doesn't have the talent for housework, and she really can't help much except to make trouble.Besides, Tang San was also reluctant to let his precious brother do these things, so Tang Lan generally wouldn't let them touch them.It's just that Tang Lan would rush to help Tang San share some small things like serving porridge.

Soon, [-]% to [-]% of the pot of porridge entered Tang Hao's stomach, he took a long breath, and put the bowl on the table.The drooping eyelids opened a little bit, looking at Tang San.

"If you have work, take it first. I'll do it in the afternoon. I'll go to sleep for a while."

Tang Hao also knew that Tang San was usually in charge of family affairs.I have some things to take care of by the eldest son.

Tang Hao's work and rest habits are very regular, and he sleeps in the morning.Build some farm tools in the afternoon as income, and drink in the evening.

"Okay, Dad."

Tang San nodded.

Tang Hao stood up.After drinking a lot of porridge, his body finally stopped shaking.Go inside.

"dad."

Tang San suddenly called out.

Tang Hao stood still and turned to look at him.There was obviously a little more impatience between the brows.

Tang San pointed to a piece of cast iron with a layer of faint luster in the corner and said:

"Can this piece of iron be used for me?"

In his previous life, Tang San was the most outstanding outer disciple of the Tang Sect, and he was extremely familiar with making all kinds of hidden weapons, of course.At that time, all kinds of materials were provided by Tangmen.After arriving in this world, although he has cultivated for several years, his strength is far from enough.At the same time, Tang San never thought of giving up his best hidden weapon making.He has already begun to try to forge some hidden weapons, but the materials have become a big problem.

The metal Tang Hao used to make farm tools was all sent by the villagers.They are all ordinary iron with a lot of impurities, so it is difficult to make excellent hidden weapons.At this time, the piece of pig iron that Tang San pointed to was just delivered yesterday, to Tang San's surprise, this piece of iron ore actually contained a certain amount of iron ore.It is perfect for making hidden weapons.

Tang Hao's eyes shifted to the pig iron, and Tang Lan also put down the half bowl of porridge, and looked in the direction his brother pointed.

"Hey, is there iron essence in here?"

Tang Hao walked over and looked down, then turned to look at his eldest son,

"Do you want to be a blacksmith in the future?"

Tang San nodded, the profession of blacksmith is undoubtedly the most suitable for him to forge hidden weapons,

"Dad, you are getting old. In a few years, when I am older, you will teach me how to make kitchen utensils and let me take over your job."

Tang San used to do the work of manufacturing the most sophisticated hidden weapons, but he couldn't do the simplest forging.

Tang Hao was a little lost, and murmured:

"Blacksmith, it seems to be good too."

Pulling out an old chair, he sat down directly in front of the piece of pig iron.Seeing Tang Hao like that, Tang San knew that he must have something to say, so he walked towards Tang Hao from the table.When Tang Lan saw that his brother was gone, he quickly jumped off the stool and followed behind him.

After looking at the two sons standing beside him, Tang Hao lazily said to the elder son:

"Little San, tell me, what kind of blacksmith is the best blacksmith?"

Tang San thought for a while, and said:

"A blacksmith who can create artifacts should be the best blacksmith."

He once heard people in the village say that there are artifacts in this world, although he didn't know what the artifacts were.But it should be good to hang a word of God.

A mocking light flashed in Tang Hao's eyes,

"Sacred weapon? Xiaosan also knows the divine weapon. Then tell me, what is the divine weapon made of?"

Tang San didn't even think about it, he said directly:

"With the best materials, of course."

Tang Hao stretched out an index finger, and shook it in front of Tang San,

"If you want to be a qualified blacksmith, remember what I said, if you use high-quality materials to create artifacts, then you are not the best blacksmith, at most you are just a synthesizer. If you use ordinary iron to create artifacts, you are a master craftsman."

"Create an artifact out of ordinary iron?"

Tang San looked at Tang Hao in surprise, on weekdays, Tang Hao seldom talked to him, today was considered the most time.

Standing up, Tang Hao pointed to a large iron lump with a square of fifty centimeters on the other side of the room,

"I want to be a blacksmith and learn forging from me. Then, you have to forge it [-] times with a hammer before you can qualify."

It was a piece of ordinary iron, which contained a lot of impurities, which was much worse than the piece with iron mother.

"Now, you can change your mind."

Tang Hao said lightly, he was ready to go back to the inner room and continue to sleep.

"Dad, I am willing to try."

Tang San's voice was clear and calm, but it contained a bit of firmness.

Tang Hao looked at him in surprise,

"it is good."

While speaking, he walked over, picked up the big piece of iron, and placed it directly on the stove next to the bellows. As long as the charcoal fire was ignited, it could be forged.

After finishing these, Tang Hao was ready to go back to the inner room to sleep.But before he reached the door, he suddenly felt that the corner of his clothes was being pulled again.

"Dad, I want too."

Tang Hao was taken aback for a moment, then looked down at his youngest son who was holding him back.In Tang Hao's impression, his youngest son never talked much since he was a child, and he would usually ask him to get up and eat a meal, and help him with a meal or something.For the rest of the time, he followed behind his eldest son without crying or making trouble.Why suddenly today...

Actually, Tang Hao wasn't the only one who was surprised, Tang San was also surprised.In his opinion, creating hidden weapons is entirely a hobby and pursuit.But Xiao Lan was not born in the Tang Sect, and she doesn't have any ambitions in this regard.If I forge a good hidden weapon, I will definitely put it on Xiaolan to defend him, and there is no need for Xiaolan to go to school to make hidden weapons.

Tang San, who used to work with these things all the year round, naturally knew the hard work of forging.But because I like it, I naturally don't feel tired.And now let Xiaolan learn these things, Tang San was naturally reluctant.

"You said you also want to learn to be a blacksmith?"

Tang Hao frowned and looked at his youngest son.

"Well! Just like my brother!"

The child nodded, still holding on to Tang Hao's clothes and not letting go.

"Xiaolan, you..."

Seeing Tang Lan like this, Tang San was going to say "You don't need to learn this".But then seeing Tang Lan looking at Tang Hao, he sighed and didn't speak.

I've seen Xiaolan like this too many times, he usually follows his docile and cute appearance, but once he decides what to do, Tang San knows that he will never persuade this younger brother back.

Tang Hao frowned when he heard Tang Lan's answer, and said sternly to his youngest son,

"Forging is not a child's play. Without strong perseverance, how can you persist and succeed. You don't have to follow behind just because Xiao San wants to learn!"

Tang Lan heard Tang Hao's serious tone, but she didn't give up at all.Still holding on to Tang Hao, staring at Tang Hao with wide eyes and not speaking.Maybe it's the reason why he never lived a worldly life in his previous life, and in this life he is living again from a child, and he is always protected by Tang San.Tang Lan's eyes are pure and never hide anything.The big eyes are full, no matter what the reason is, I have to persist like my brother anyway.

Soon, Tang Hao sighed helplessly.It's fine with Tang San, but every time he looks at his little son, Tang Hao always subconsciously backs down.

Tang Hao compromised and got Tang Lan another stove and pig iron before turning back to his room and continuing to sleep.