Douluo angel and knight

Chapter 4 Rebirth of the God King
On the same day that Qian Ningshuang's martial spirit awakened in Wuhun City, the Holy Spirit Village in the southwest of Tiandou Empire, Fasno Province, and south of Notting City.

A young boy with neat black hair and wheat-colored skin was sitting on a hill that was only more than [-] meters high next to the Holy Spirit Village.He was the God King Tang despised by Qian Ningshuang who was far away in Wuhun City.

Right now, he is not the Great Heavenly Venerate, the god of the sea, who is famous in the heavens and the world, and the god-king of Tang who is pure and clean.Just a little kid who needs to take care of a decadent old father, but he does nothing but cook and waits for the charity of the village chief of Old Jack.

"It's been more than five years, and I'm following the steps of my previous life step by step. I'm about to awaken my martial arts. I'll see my little dance soon, my love!"

In the eyes of the young God King Tang, there were eyes that did not match his age. In those eyes, there were nostalgia, sighs, and sighs, but the most occupied percentage of the eyes was the fire-like affection.

Yes, this young three giegie is not an original product, but the rebirth of the god king after tens of thousands of years!
"It's time to go back." Tang San looked at the sky, his slender body jumped up, and ran down the mountain.If anyone sees him at this time, their eyes will widen in surprise. Every step he takes, he can be nearly a zhang. The uneven ground between the mountains has no effect on him at all. Avoiding, moving fast, much faster than adults.

After arriving home, Tang San took out two bowls with more than ten notches, and filled two bowls of porridge that had already been cooked.It is not so much porridge, but water, and there are several grains of rice in it, which can be counted at a glance.It is really sad for those who see it, and tears for those who hear it. A child with a long body can eat this in one day, not to mention nutrition, it is a miracle that he can survive!But Tang San obviously doesn't care, nutrition?In the previous life, he grew up like this, and he also became the aloof Shura God King, indicating that his talent would not be affected by external things such as nutrition.

"Baba, it's time to eat."

After a long while, the curtain of the door was lifted, and a tall figure walked out with a staggering pace.

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

The torn robe was worn on the body, without even a patch on it, revealing the bronze-colored skin underneath. The originally upright facial features were covered with a layer of waxy yellow, with a sleepy look, and the hair was messy like a bird's nest. The beard on the face has not been groomed for an unknown number of days.It was Tang San's decadent old father, Tang Hao.

Tang Hao walked to the table and grabbed the bowl on the table, regardless of whether it was porridge or water, he poured it into his belly.

"Baba, drink slowly, there is still porridge."

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

After a pot of porridge or water had probably entered his stomach, Tang Hao shrugged his eyelids to look at Tang San, and gave an order at the same time. After seeing Tang San nodding yes, he turned his head and walked to the bedroom.

However, after turning his head, Tang San couldn't see Tang Hao's face, his face instantly turned ashen, and his eyes suddenly opened, no longer the sleepy look.His eyes were full of killing intent and anger. This idiot went to the mountain bag to practice his own soul skills and cultivate soul power again this morning. Did he really think that his titled Douluo's eyes were blind?He never thought that his son was so talented that he could create his own soul skills and soul power running routes without contacting any soul master knowledge.

When Tang San was two years old, after Tang Hao discovered that there were traces of soul power running in Tang San's body, Tang Hao began to endure it, and he has endured it for almost 3 years. If it wasn't for that body, he would be 100% sure that it belonged to his son , he had already smashed this thing into a meat paste with a hammer.

Just wait, the martial soul is about to awaken. It is well known on the mainland that the martial soul is closely related to the soul, and it is impossible for the martial soul to deceive people.

At that time, his Clear Sky Douluo would have to see what kind of martial spirit this unknown thing was at that time, who sent it to occupy his son's body, and who was plotting Ah Yin's spirit bone!After all, Ah Yin's soul bone is on him now, which is worth remembering.

But thinking of this, Tang Hao's eyes full of murderous intent showed a trace of pain and struggle. What would happen if it wasn't the Clear Sky Hammer and the Blue Silver Grass, then it was his son's body, and he really wanted to destroy it himself. Is this the only bloodline between him and Ah Yin?

"Baba, can I use this piece of pig iron?"

Tang San's voice interrupted Tang Hao's killing intent and struggle. Tang San obviously didn't know what Tang Hao was thinking, nor did he know what this father thought of him.

Now he just wants to repeat the steps of the previous life. At this time in the previous life, he asked his father for pig iron to start learning casting, and then his father began to teach him the method of chaotic cloak hammering.

Although Tang San has long been able to use the Shattered Cloak Hammer, even better than Tang Hao, if he wants to use it in an open and honest way in the future, he still needs a reason. Besides, Tang San also enjoys the skill taught by his father very much. In the process, this allows him to enjoy a rare fatherly love.

Moreover, this piece of pig iron containing iron essence is very suitable for forging hidden weapons by myself. This is my first hidden weapon, and I can't say anything about it.

As for how much the farmer who sent the iron from the village paid for this piece of pig iron with iron essence, Tang San didn't care about it, it was just a piece of iron, and of course he had to satisfy himself first when he got it.

Tang Hao sorted out his expression, trying hard not to see the killing intent on his face just now, then turned his head and glanced at the piece of pig iron.

"Hey, there are iron spirits in here?" I didn't expect this unknown thing to have such eyesight, and understand the matter of blacksmiths?Tang Hao was interested.

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

Blacksmith, of course what Tang San wanted to do, the profession of blacksmith was undoubtedly the most suitable for him to craft hidden weapons.

It's just a hidden weapon. Like Tang Hao, who forges farm tools for ordinary people in the village, he is a dignified Tang sect master, and the Asura God King naturally doesn't look down on him.Haotian Douluo, whose father dominated the world, would not have done it if it wasn't for the pursuit of Wuhun Hall.

Of course, according to the past life, at this time, I should not know about my father's past, so I still need to pretend.

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

"Blacksmith, it seems to be good too."

Next, naturally, the two fathers and sons, each with a small abacus in their hearts, started a dialogue process of "father and son love".

After Tang Hao set Tang San's [-] forging test, Tang Hao continued to pretend to be dead, while Tang San began to repeat the hard forging process of the previous life. He had experienced it in his mind, but it didn't mean that Tang San had experienced it physically. It's still hard work.

(End of this chapter)