Chapter 5 Suspected to be haunted by other time travellers

"Tang Hao!"

Angry old Jack's fingers trembled, "Just because the mistress doesn't listen to you, you want to sever the father-son relationship with him?"

"How can I be a father like you?"

"He learned to do housework at the age of two, and slowly learned how to do it. From being unfamiliar at the beginning, to being proficient, and then to taking care of your daily life... When he was three years old, he started to collect firewood, and when he was four years old, he started to help I can see you carrying smaller raw iron, and everyone in the village can see it. Is your conscience made of iron and stone? Doesn't it hurt?"

Tang Hao ignored Old Jack's earnest words and said to Tang San: "As for this matter, if you agree, you can go. Otherwise, don't go."

"You! You... you are simply not worthy of being a father!" Old Jack was furious. He had never thought that a father could have such no bottom line. Could it be that Tang San was really not his biological son, but the son of some enemy? Did you come to Holy Soul Village just to torture Tang San?

But if you have any hatred, go to that enemy!

What happened to Guan Xiaosan?

Old Jack finally understood that Tang Hao was torturing his mistress, but as he matured, he understood that if Tang Hao couldn't let go, he was torturing himself.

"Think it over carefully." After Tang Hao finished speaking, he returned to the blacksmith shop.

Helpless, Tang San could only send Old Jack home first.

Why is this so?

Forget it, that's fine, at least on the surface, Tang Hao has nothing to do with him.

"Good boy, you go back and try to persuade Tang Hao, I guess he just said angry words." After Old Jack came home, he drank a bowl of water and calmed down a little, and said to Tang San, "If Tang Hao really doesn't want you anymore, come and live at grandpa's house." That’s fine, grandpa’s house is quite big.”

"Well, I will listen to Grandpa Jack. I also like the kind Grandpa Jack." Tang San's words were not hypocritical, but he truly thought so.

On one side is his alcoholic father who has been taking care of his food and daily life since he was two years old and cannot even speak a word or two. On the other side is his amiable grandfather who has taken great care of him for the past five years and often interacts with him.

Is there still a need to choose?

When Tang San returned to the blacksmith shop, Tang Hao happened to walk in from the door, holding a lead box in his hand, his expression gloomy and terrifying, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour.

"What happened?" Tang San couldn't help but ask.

Tang Hao tried hard to calm down his breathing.

Three minutes later, he calmed down, placed the iron box on the table, opened it, and revealed a soul bone emitting blue-gold light.

This is the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor’s right leg bone!

Tang San's pupils shrank sharply.

Why?

"Don't know? You just read Wuhun Palace's book." Tang Hao suppressed his anger, "This is the soul bone, absorb it, hurry up!"

Let him absorb it at this time?

What happened?

Could it be!

Tang San thought of a possibility:

Something happened to the Blue Silver Emperor.

In the original work, the Blue Silver Emperor was planted by Tang Hao in a cave behind a waterfall, and his soul bones seemed to be placed there as well.

In addition to the lack of sunshine in that place, the water is still quite sufficient. Tang Hao planted the Blue Silver Emperor there, most likely because he was afraid that others would mistake the Blue Silver Emperor for ordinary Blue Silver Grass.

Based on Tang San's observations over the years, people in Holy Soul Village, especially farmers, like to pick a piece of bluesilver grass and put it in their mouths when resting under the shade of a tree.

Because the juice of Blue Silver Grass has a little sweetness.

If something happens to the Blue Silver Emperor now, it can only be said that it happened in the recent period.

So, are they other time-travelers?

Tang San thought of this possibility.

"Why are you stunned? You are usually very smart, but now you have become stupid. Absorb it quickly and don't waste time." Tang Hao said impatiently, "The absorption process of soul bones will not cause any pain. There is no need to worry. Just put it on your right leg and circulate the soul power."

After Tang San came back to his senses, he picked up the soul bone, put it on his right leg, circulated the soul power, and found that the soul power actively entered the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone.

Then, the blue-gold bone slowly sank into his right leg.

In just thirty minutes, Tang San finished absorbing it, running the Xuantian Technique, and found that his soul power could no longer be improved. It was obvious that he had reached the tenth level, and there was a high probability that there would be more, but without a soul ring, the excess soul power was suppressed, making it difficult to Determine what level of soul power it is.

However, even though the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone had the same origin as his martial spirit Blue Silver Grass, it did not turn his martial spirit into the Blue Silver Emperor. It was still the same vigorous Blue Silver Grass.

Why is this happening?

Tang San made some guesses based on how the soul bones in the original work were absorbed by the soul master.

That is, martial souls and soul bones are two different things.

When a martial soul obtains a soul ring, unless there are special circumstances, the soul skills will be related to the martial soul, or in other words, they are derivatives of the martial soul's own abilities.

After the soul bone is absorbed by the soul master, the soul bone skills are not directly related to the martial soul, but are skills possessed by the soul beast itself.

In short, when a soul master absorbs soul bones, it is equivalent to grafting part of the soul beast's own skills, and it is most likely the soul beast's own most original ability.

Looking at it this way, it seems reasonable that the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone cannot awaken the Blue Silver Emperor for him.

However, Tang San felt that after absorbing this soul bone, Tang San felt that the soul power consumed during the absorption was also being restored far and wide. This should be the soul bone skill: Spring Breeze Reborn.

However, the name "Chun Feng Bu Sheng" was a bit too long, which made people think that there were too many characters in it, so I changed it to another name: "生生生Endless".

"Did you absorb it? Then promise me one more thing." Tang Hao said solemnly, "Don't let others discover that you have a soul bone. If you can't continue on the road of being a soul master in the future, go back to the Holy Soul Village. Be a blacksmith, and when you are about to die of old age, find a place where no one is around, dig a hole, and bury it by yourself."

Tang San's head was covered with black lines.

Digging a hole and burying yourself?

As expected of Tang Erchui, his brain circuit is unmatched by others!

After Tang Hao finished his instructions, regardless of whether Tang San agreed or not, he walked directly out of the house, walked towards the hillside where Tang San often collected firewood, and disappeared into the moonlight.

"Really gone?"

The next day, Tang San simply packed up the kitchen utensils, tableware, and bedding in the house, and went to Old Jack's house.

"That guy Tang Hao is really gone?" Old Jack helped pack Tang San's luggage and sighed, "He is really a man with no sense of responsibility. It's a pity that there is one less blacksmith in the village. In the future, the villagers will have to repair The farm tools have to go to Notting City."

"Grandpa, don't worry, I have learned how to blacksmith and can help repair farm tools for the villagers."

In this year's practice of Xuantian Gong, Tang San's strength has also increased a lot, and he can lift a forging hammer. In addition, he just absorbed a hundred thousand year old soul bone yesterday, and his strength has increased greatly.

No matter how good his craftsmanship was, if he just repaired farm tools for the people in the village, Tang San felt that there was no problem at all.

"You? Haha!"

Old Jack laughed heartily, thinking that Tang San was joking to make him happy, "You are only so young, you are not much taller than a forging hammer, right?"

“As the saying goes: A person cannot be judged by his appearance, and a sea cannot be measured by its measure.”

"Huh? This is a well-educated saying, I've learned it." Old Jack smiled.

Seeing that Old Jack didn't believe it, Tang San was determined to prove it, so he took his sleeve and returned to the blacksmith's home, starting to light the fire and push the bellows.

The skinny bamboo pole-like body carried a forging hammer that was larger than him, and with the help of force, he danced gracefully like a demon in the wind.

After a while, a piece of fine iron was crafted.

"Xiaosan, you have so much strength?" Old Jack was surprised.

"For blacksmithing, it's barely enough." Tang San smiled shyly, put down the forging hammer, looked at the iron block that was about to be flattened by him, and thought to himself: "Sudden increase in strength does require some time to adapt. It happens that there are still three months until the start of school, so I have plenty of time to exercise, which allows me to control the corresponding physical intensity."

In this way, Tang San used Tang Hao's remaining iron blocks to practice the random cloak hammering technique in the blacksmith shop during the day, and went to Old Jack's house to rest at night. During the rest of the time, he practiced Xuantian Technique, Xuanyu Hand, Ghost Shadow, Control Crane and Capture Dragon, etc. Xuantian Baolu's unique skills, and when he has free time, he collects firewood for Old Jack.

As for the cultivation of the Purple Demon Eye, this thing can only be practiced during the special time, but it doesn't take up much time.

In the blink of an eye, it was three months later.

Tang San already had simple muscle lines on his body, and his body had become much stronger. At this time, he was packing up his bedding and clothes, preparing to report to Notting City.

Originally, Tang San wanted to go alone, but Old Jack insisted on sending him away, saying that he was only six years old and it was not safe to go alone... Obviously before, he and Su Yuntao went to the Wuhun Branch Hall in Notting City to read. He also walked back alone.

"We're in Notting City."

Half a day later, Old Jack turned around and showed a kind smile to Tang San who was practicing behind the carriage, "Notting City is not too far from our Holy Soul Village. If you take an ox cart, you can get there in half a day."

Tang San opened his eyes, and when he looked up, he saw a thick city wall, more than ten meters high, with three big characters "Notting City" on the city gate.

"The familiar city, your king! Is back!" Tang San thought again in his heart, "From now on, I will become the master of this world!"

After the second year of middle school, Tang San said: "Grandpa Jack, let's go to Notting City. Brother Tao said that when we enter the city, we should find him first. After all, city people look down on us country people. Notting College is a soul master college. There People in the area might not let us in even if they see how plainly we are dressed."

"Okay, Master Su is a good man." Old Jack also knew that it was difficult for villagers to get around in the city and they needed acquaintances to guide them. However, after entering the city, the ox cart stopped at the inn next to the city gate.

If you are not a nobleman, horse-drawn carriages and ox-carts cannot carry people.

Tang San and Old Jack walked to the Spirit Hall.

The guard at the door saw Tang San and smiled: "Xiao Tang, I haven't been here for a while. If Su Yuntao hadn't said before that you had awakened a martial spirit with soul power, we would have thought you were abducted by human traffickers. "

"Aren't I working hard for the awakening of the martial soul?" Tang San laughed and introduced Old Jack to the guard, "This is my grandfather, the head of the Holy Soul Village. Can we go in and have a look together?"

"In principle, it's not possible, but you are an exception. Go in." The guard smiled.