Dou Luo: This Tang San is Different

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After Tang San, Su Yuntao began to awaken the martial souls for the rest of the children, but unfortunately, none of them had soul power, including the little girl whose martial soul was also Blue Silver Grass.

  Originally, Su Yuntao thought he would have a good start.

  But the fact proved that Tang San was just an exception.

  Among the commoners, the individuals who could awaken martial souls with soul power were ultimately rare.

  After tidying up the six black stones and the crystal ball, Su Yuntao took out paper and pen from his bag and issued a certificate of the Spirit Hall for Tang San, and asked, "Tang San, do you want to join the Spirit Hall?"

  "I don't want to join the Spirit Hall for now." Tang San refused very bluntly.

  Join the Spirit Hall?

  He dared to join, and that cheap old father would dare to break his leg.

  Before he had the strength to resist, joining the Spirit Hall was an unwise choice.

  Objectively speaking, joining the Spirit Hall was the best choice.

  But there was a premise: he had to defeat Tang Hao.

  As for the position of the Spirit Hall and the Haotian Sect, did he eat the rice of the Haotian Sect? He had to stand on the side of the Haotian Sect?

  And the revenge for his mother's death.

  How to say it, as a modern person, he should have some conscience, but for a mother he had never met, no matter what the reason was, anyway, for him, from an emotional point of view, there was no such thing as affection.

  He was different from Wuxia Tang San, he did not lack love in his previous life.

  Secondly, the direct enemy, Qian Xunji, was already game·over.

  The enemy was dead, what revenge to take.

  The future was clearly beautiful, why bother to have so much resentment?

  There was also one point, which was the conspiracy theory in the fanfiction he had read in his previous life: the sacrifice of the Blue Silver Emperor was a bit coincidental.

  True or false, regardless, although he had seen it over the years, Tang Hao probably didn't have that brain, but what if?

  Therefore, Tang San's attitude was three words: troublesome things, don't want to care.

  "Why?" Su Yuntao didn't understand, Tang San had tried every means to follow him to the Spirit Hall in Nuoding City before, but now he invited him, and he didn't join.

  Strange.

  "You know, Brother Tao, I'm studying martial soul cultivation, but the information of the Spirit Hall has not changed much for hundreds of years, I need to innovate myself." Tang San could only find another reason, "If I go to the Spirit Hall, I'm afraid I will be assimilated by the teaching mode of the Spirit Academy, and the innate level six, this soul power is too low, it will definitely not be valued, those teachers will not care about my opinions, they will only think I'm whimsical."

  "It seems to be true, the students of the Spirit Academy are generally above the innate level five, you are the innate level six, although you are one level higher, but you are only a little stronger than the ordinary students." Su Yuntao thought for a while and felt that Tang San was right, so he didn't insist, and continued, "Anyway, you will definitely go to Nuoding Academy to study later, when you graduate, you can consider it again."

  Tang San asked, "Then when I reach level ten, can you help me hunt soul beasts?"

  "No problem, who made you call me Brother Tao? With Brother Tao here, nothing will go wrong!" Su Yuntao patted his chest and said the rhyme, "By the way, Master Ma Xiunuo also likes you, this lively kid, very much. By then, if he knows, he might come along, after all, the duty of the sub-hall master doesn't seem to be very busy."

  "That's so embarrassing." Tang San smiled shyly, but in his heart he was thinking, how to repay Ma Xiunuo and Su Yuntao, this kindness, he couldn't take it for nothing.

  The door of the Spirit Hall in the center of the Holy Spirit Village opened, and the eager old Jack walked quickly to him, anxiously asked, "Master Su, is there any child with soul power? How is Little San?"

  "Yes, just one, and it's Tang San." Su Yuntao smiled and pushed Tang San out, "His martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, innate soul power level six, which is much higher than ordinary people's soul power. If nothing goes wrong in the future, he can definitely become a Soul Emperor, work hard, maybe he can become a Soul Saint, then the Holy Spirit Village will be worthy of its name."

  "Really!"

  Old Jack was so happy that he danced with his hands and feet, and smiled so that he was a mess of flowers, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be lively and dancing.

  Blue Silver Grass was a waste martial soul, recognized by the continent.

  But Master Su said that Little San's Blue Silver Grass had soul power, which meant that he could cultivate, and even Little San worked hard, maybe he could become the second Soul Saint of the Holy Soul Village in the future!

  Su Yuntao chatted with old Jack for a while, and said to Tang San, "Three months later, Nuoding Academy will enroll students. When you go to Nuoding City, you can come to the Spirit Hall for a visit. I will accompany you to the academy. The gatekeeper there is not very good to the commoners."

  "Brother Tao, thank you." Tang San was grateful and wrote down Su Yuntao's help to him in his notebook.

  After sending Su Yuntao out of the Holy Spirit Village, old Jack hurriedly took Tang San to his home, facing the door, shouting loudly, "Tang Hao, are you dead? If you are not dead, make a sound! Don't let me go in and pull you down from that bed that is almost like a coffin!"

  "Who is it?"

  Tang Hao yawned, lifted the curtain, and saw old Jack who was panting, impatiently, "It's old Jack, do you have to be so loud? I'm not deaf."

  As he said, Tang Hao also dug his ears, not taking old Jack seriously at all.

  Old Jack, who was angry, scolded Tang Hao, "You still have the face to say me? Today is Little San's day to awaken his martial soul. Other parents are waiting outside, even if the awakened martial soul has no soul power, they will comfort him. You are no good, you don't even go, you don't care about little San at all."

  "No wonder the people in the village say little San's gossip, thinking that he is not your own, so they also warn their children not to interact with little San... but the child is innocent."

  Tang Hao had a black line on his head, feeling that old Jack was not serious, but he was a little angry when old Jack said that Tang San was not his own son.

  But-

  The dignified Haotian Douluo, it was not worth it to quarrel with a country bumpkin.

  So, Tang Hao looked at Tang San, "What is your martial soul?"

  Tang San didn't answer immediately, but was silent for a while, staring at him for a long time, as if with a hopeful look, and asked, "Did you really not sneak over?"

  Are you not afraid that I will awaken a hammer?

  Of course, the second half of the sentence could not be said.

  Tang Hao was also silent.

  Didn't go?Joke.   

  If his son awakened a Haotian Hammer, he would kill Su Yuntao on the spot, and then run away with his son.

  But, on the big day of awakening the martial soul, he didn't go, was it really a bit too much?

  Forget it, anyway, this matter has passed.

  Little San was precocious, he should be fine, at most he would not be close to him in the future.

  That's fine, don't enter the world of soul masters, be an ordinary person, and live a peaceful life.

  Old Jack, who was full of distress, thought that Tang San had hope for Tang Hao, but Tang Hao's silence made him unbearable, and cursed, "Tang Hao, you are a coward! What are you doing without saying a word? Say something! "

  At least say something, even if it's a lie, it's better to make Little San happy.

  Tang San was just a child!

  Tang Hao clenched his fists, but didn't say anything, and ignored old Jack's eyes.

"Let me tell you, Tang San's martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, but his soul power is level six!" Old Jack gestured with his fingers the number "six", "Master Su said that Xiao San can at least become a Soul Emperor! Work hard, he can become a Soul Saint!"

  "Innate level six?"

  Hearing this innate soul power level, Tang Hao was stunned. He secretly saw Tang San awaken the Blue Silver Grass martial soul and left directly, without paying attention to the soul power level.

  Level six?

  Isn't that too low?

  He was the pride of the Haotian Sect, innate soul power level nine, Ah Yin was even a hundred thousand year soul beast transformed, their son, how could his innate soul power be only level six?

  At least it should be level seven!

  But, looking at Tang San's skinny body, Tang Hao seemed to realize something key, and thought to himself: "There is not enough food, so he is malnourished, resulting in low innate soul power? I remember when I was six years old, my father would prepare medicinal baths for me and my elder brother, almost once a day, and if I resisted, I would be pressed down, and Little San..."

  "Tang Hao!"

  Old Jack saw Tang Hao in a daze, and cursed, "Are you listening to me?"

  "I said, don't be so loud, I'm not dead." Tang Hao's tone sank, because old Jack interrupted his brain that was hard to turn, and was a little unhappy.

  "I plan to let him go to Nuoding City to study." Old Jack felt that Tang Hao was hopeless, but he couldn't make Tang San suffer. He was still young and had an unknown future. He couldn't follow this drunkard father, or he wouldn't know what he would grow into in the future.

  "No way!"

  Tang Hao refused, "Blue Silver Grass can't cultivate anything, it's a waste of time, it's better to stay and cook for me, yes, he can't go to school, or who will cook for me in the future?"

  "Unreasonable! You are simply unreasonable!" Old Jack cursed, "Do you know what it means to bind Little San to your side? Master Su is very optimistic about Little San! Even if he can't go too far in martial soul cultivation in the future, as long as he becomes a soul master, he will be respected and can live better than ordinary people."

  Tang Hao was a little excited: "What's the use of becoming a soul master? It's not..."

  He wanted to say something, but stopped abruptly in front of old Jack.

  Seeing that Tang Hao had a story, old Jack frowned, but the other party didn't want to say, and he couldn't dig deep, so he said: "Tang Hao, your life is over, but Xiao San is still young, you have no right to decide for him."

  Taking a deep breath, old Jack looked at Tang San and asked expectantly: "Little San, as long as you speak, grandpa will send you to Nuoding City even if I have to fight for my life."

  Tang San looked up at Tang Hao and said, "I want to become a soul master."

  "I don't agree." Tang Hao looked like a netherworld demon god, even though he didn't release his soul power, the pressure was extremely strong, and even old Jack was a little scared, "Level six soul power, what can it do?"

  "What if I have to go?" Tang San looked straight at Tang Hao.

  "You!"

  Tang Hao was furious.

  How dare he defy him?

  No matter what he did wrong, he was his father after all, how could his son oppose his father?

  It was simply outrageous!

  But Tang San didn't care about this father-son theory, the king is the king, the father is the father, the son is the son, if the father didn't act like a father, then the son didn't need to be filial.

  Born but not raised, cut off the hair!

  Although Tang Hao didn't completely neglect him, there was not much affection between them. Tang San thought that he would pay him back in the future!

  When the slap was about to fall, old Jack stopped in front of Tang San, hugged Tang San, and cursed, "Tang Hao, are you still a man? How dare you hit a child?"

  "Old Jack, this has nothing to do with you, can't I teach my son?" Tang Hao cursed.

  "I'm meddling today!" Old Jack was tough for once, "Tang San is the one I watched grow up, just like my grandson, since he is my grandson, how can I not care?"

  Tang Hao's chest rose and fell violently, staring at Tang San for a while, and then said, "Fine, I agree that you go to Nuoding Academy to study, but there is one condition, you are not allowed to say that you are my son the son of Tang Hao!"

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Status: Edited!