Time goes by.

Another six years have passed.

Ling Yi watched a baby grow from a little thing that could be pressed to death with one finger but could not move to a little thing that could still be pressed to death with one finger but could run, jump and talk.

The only difference is that he raised this little thing with his own hands, instead of just watching his servants and his brother and sister-in-law raise him and hug him occasionally like Tang Yu before.

For him, raising children was a novelty.

Although he uses spells no matter what he does, the baby is not a genuine baby, and his mind has matured.

"Senior Ling!" A crisp child's voice sounded from outside the door.

Ling Yi lay leisurely on the rocking chair, waving his fan, watching the child with black hair and black eyes running into the door.

Tang San, that's right, Tang San in this life is still called Tang San, his irresponsible father just caring about accompanying his mother casually gave him such a name.

Walking into the gate of the courtyard, Tang San took it for granted to see Ling Yi lying on the rocking chair, and continued what he wanted to say before: "I'm going to awaken my spirit!"

In the past six years Tang San has opened the door to a new world. Martial spirits are something novel to him, which makes him not hide his expectations in front of those close to him.

Ling Yi is his closest person.When he was just born, his parents entrusted him to Ling Yi before he figured out the situation. So far, he only knows that his father's surname is Tang, and his mother is called the third sister by his father.

He didn't ask Ling Yi either, because he knew that regardless of his two situations, his parents either didn't care about him or couldn't care about him.

Tang San didn't know that was the case, but compared to his parents who had never spoken to him, Ling Yi, who came from the same place as him and raised him like an elder brother, was obviously closer, so that he didn't want to take his parents' Things got him in trouble.

Ling Yi naturally knew what Tang San was thinking, and when Tang San asked him, he would naturally tell him the truth, but if he didn't ask, he wouldn't rush to tell him.

After all, because of the news about Haotianzong that he had learned in the past six years, he actually didn't feel very good about Tang Hao and his wife. The way the foolish guy saved Ah Yin.

Fortunately Tang San is sensible.

Otherwise, even if he came from the same place as himself, Ling Yi would just throw him to any house and just confirm that he is still alive once in a while.

Thinking a little far.

Ling Yi came back to his senses, looked at the nervous and expectant child in front of him, and waved his fan lazily: "Go, go! Do you think, if your aptitude is too poor, I will take care of you?"

These words made Tang San calm down, he nodded obediently, and said: "Understood, thank you senior."

Turning his head and walking out the door, Tang San smiled slightly.

He knew that Senior Ling actually cared about him.Otherwise, the senior could just let him go out without saying a word to comfort him.

However, when Tang San awakened his spirit and returned home, what awaited him was only the empty courtyard and a letter left on the rocking chair.

"Little Sansan—how is the martial soul awakening? Is it exciting?

Let me guess, you have twin spirits, right?Weeds and little black hammers, right?

Like I told you before, practice the weeds in your right hand and leave the hammer alone.Be careful not to let others know your hammer.

As you should have guessed, I'm leaving.

Go to school with Old Jack by yourself. If I have money, I won’t help you pay for tuition and so on. You can earn it yourself!Didn't I teach you a method of turning a windmill hammer?You can still find work if you have a craft.

In fact, it won't be long before we meet again.

At that time, you may not necessarily recognize me! "

Tang San read the endless letter several times, his eyes were red.

It wasn't until Old Jack came looking for something that Tang San seriously put away the letter paper, and quietly clenched his fists.

I will work hard, Ling...senior.

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