"What's the use of being a master? Who cooks me when he leaves?"

Tang Hao said coldly, ignoring the extremely excited old Jack at all.

"You! Do you know that mistress can become a soul master now with just one soul ring? There has been no soul master in our village for many years. Today, the Soul Saint was so angry that he smashed the plaque of the Holy Soul Village to pieces!"

Old Jack held his anger and said to Tang Hao. He communicated with this uneducated stinky blacksmith and felt that his lungs were about to explode.

"I think this is your real purpose. What about the Holy Soul Village is like? It has nothing to do with me, Tang Hao. Okay, you can leave!"

Tang Hao issued an order to expel guests.

"Tang! Hao!!"

Old Jack roared.

"Don't be so loud, I'm not deaf yet. You can leave and don't affect my sleep."

Tang Hao yawned and walked to the inner room lazily.

"You! You!!"

Old Jack was so angry that his beard flew up and his hair stood up!

"Grandpa Jack, why don't this happen? If it really doesn't work, just let Brother Tao go then."

Tang San was worried that Old Jack would be so angry that he hurried forward to comfort him.

"Oh, mistress, you are a good child. It's a pity that you have such a foolish father. You are obviously celebrating your innate soul power. You won't let you go to Notting College to study!"

Old Jack shook his head, very helpless.

"Maybe dad is afraid of loneliness..."

Tang San smiled awkwardly, there was no place to kill chickens to celebrate the soul-filled power.

"Forget it, Tang Hao--, there are three days left before the registration is over. If you think it through, you can bring the mistress to me! Don't let this child be as unpromising as you!"

Old Jack shouted to Tang Hao in the inner room at the top of his throat.

"Gugugugu~~"

Old Jack left a word and was about to leave the door when suddenly a rooster crow came from the back room of Tang San's family.

"Huh? Miss San, why are there still chickens in your family cries? Didn't you kill them?"

Old Jack was stunned.

"Ah? The chicken cries? Grandpa Jack, you heard it wrongly. Did it come from your house?"

Tang Sanxin raised his throat.

"Oh, maybe I'm having an auditory hallucination at the age of age. Today I don't know who caught a chicken in our chicken coop and left fifty copper coins. Maybe it was the appearance of the Soul Saint?"

Old Jack muttered and left with a cane.

"call……"

Seeing Old Jack leave, Tang San glanced at Jiang Tao next to him and took a deep breath.

Too exciting!!

Jiang Tao patted Tang San on the shoulder.

It seems that we are saying that we should not be vain. We are doing good deeds. You didn’t see that Old Jack praised us as the Soul Saint Appearance?

"You guys bought the chicken from Old Jack's place?!"

Suddenly, a sound came from behind them.

"Yeah, it was Brother Tao who caught a chicken and left fifty copper coins in the chicken coop of Jack's village chief."

The two turned around and there was a burly figure.

Tang Hao.

"A chicken has only three or four copper coins, why are you giving so many?"

Tang Hao's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Because in order to get two job-study places, Village Chief Jack gave the deacon Wuhun fifty copper coins, so Brother Tao wanted to use the money he had on him to find an opportunity to compensate Village Chief Jack."

Tang San answered truthfully.

"Haha, that old guy, he would bribe others for the sake of a soul master in the village."

Tang Hao smiled disdainfully.

Tang San and Jiang Tao were also quite helpless.

Old Village Chief Jack seems to have a deep obsession in this regard.

"What kind of martial soul did you awaken today? Show me."

Tang Hao asked.

"Dad, what I woke up today is Blue Silver Grass."

Tang San moved his right wrist and a blue grass seedling appeared the next second.

Weak, but full of vitality.

However, Tang San did not notice that when his father saw the blue silver grass, his body suddenly trembled, and he actually showed a different light that was not a sloppy blacksmith.

"Xiao Tao, where are you?"

Soon, Tang Hao returned to his normal expression, and everything was hidden well, except that Jiang Tao noticed it.

"I'm a ham."

Jiang Tao released his martial soul.

Ham similar to a mallet.

"It turned out to be a rare food soul master."

Tang Hao looked surprised and passed by.

"Dad, Brother Tao is also innately full of soul power, and it seems that he is innately awakened martial soul."

After keeping a certain distance from Jiang Tao, Tang San's voice sounded.

For some reason, he was always panicked when he saw Brother Tao showing off his ham.

"What? Double innate?!"

Tang Hao couldn't help but say in disgust!

Innate full soul power and innate martial soul awakening are truly geniuses!

"Yeah, remember that deacon said the same thing."

Tang San nodded and said.

Unexpectedly, my father also knew about the double innate.

"Xiao Tao, although you are a food-based soul master, you are destined to be extraordinary. If you follow the path of soul master in the future, you must devote yourself to practicing and not be influenced by others."

Tang Hao looked at Jiang Tao solemnly.

Change your previous lazy attitude.

It was like a different person.

"Yeah, thank you Uncle Tang."

Jiang Tao never expected that Tang Hao would explain to him so solemnly.

"Dad, I actually seem to have a martial soul..."

Tang San's voice fell, and he raised his left hand slightly. It was a small black hammer, all over black!

However, after the martial soul had just breathed a few times, Tang San's face immediately turned pale. This little hammer was very heavy.

"This? This! My son is actually a twin martial soul!!"

The moment he saw the little hammer, Tang Hao trembled and held Tang San's left hand tightly.

Tang San seemed extremely excited to see his father's eyes flushed when he saw that the warmth of blood flowed.

"What, what's wrong?"

Tang San was at a loss.

"A Yin, is this God's will?!"

Tang Hao did not answer Tang San, but hugged him tightly. A burly man's eyes were filled with tears at this moment.

Blue Silver Grass and Haotian Hammer, isn’t this exactly what they were back then?

"dad……"

Tang San had only heard of this title in his father's dream, and it seemed to be his mother's name.

"Child, remember that no matter what happens in the future, you must use the hammer in your left hand to protect the grass in your right hand, remember forever!"
To be continued...