Was it really the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Method? Before Tang San's eyes appeared his father's dispirited figure, could it be that his father was originally an outstanding blacksmith?
"Uncle San, I also don't know if this is the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Method, this was taught to me by my father."
Shi San let out a long breath, heartily laughing loudly said: "It seems, this time I picked up a treasure. The employment conditions just now are invalid, for the time being you will be paid the same as everyone else, one silver spirit coin per month. If business is good, then I'll add a percentage. "
Just like this, Tang San officially became a member of Shi San's smithy, beginning to live a fulfilling life.
The academy's courses were not important to him, the Maestro's teachings were much more useful than the academy's teachers' basic theories.
He also carefully read that book Maestro gave him, just as he expected, the spirit power cultivation method Maestro proposed was very similar to the internal force cultivation route. Of course, this was after all only Maestro's theoretical design, compared to genuine internal force cultivation methods there was still a certain distance, let alone the Tang Gate's thoroughly tempered Mysterious Heaven Skill.
Xiao Wu smoothly obtained the title of Soul Master, and after becoming the academy's publicly acknowledged elder sister Xiao Wu, the working student's life also became relaxed and carefree.
Every morning, Tang San would take advantage of the rising sun to cultivate his Purple Demon Eye. In the morning he would attend class, in the afternoon he would work at the smithy, and in the evening he would listen to Maestro's teachings. At night he would cultivate Mysterious Heaven Skill. It could be said that every day was absolutely fulfilling for him.
In Shi San's smithy, Tang San used a very short time to obtain everyone's approval, Shi San gave him the task of refining metal. In his free time, Tang San used some discarded scraps to refine on his own, starting his great hidden weapon manufacturing business. Of course, he only made some parts in the smithy, the real assembly would come after returning to the academy.
Xiao Wu relying on her own Overbearing And Unreasonable strength and Xiao Chenyu's help, very quickly became the boss of all the Nuoding Elementary Spirit Master Academy students. Her days were much more leisurely than Tang San, sometimes even not going to class. Tang San could not even see how she cultivated. But Xiao Wu's strength was always steadily improving.
Nuoding Elementary Spirit Master Academy, one semester was one year, during the whole period students were not allowed to go home, but relatives could come to visit. Tang San more than once looked forward to his father's arrival, but until the end of the entire semester he had not seen a trace of Tang Hao. Fortunately his life was fulfilling enough, and he did not have too much time to miss.
As for Martial Soul Palace, not long after Tang San conducted the Soul Master evaluation, Martial Soul Palace's people came to Nuoding Academy to find Maestro. Maestro did not tell Tang San what they talked about, and Tang San also did not ask. But from Maestro's face more smiling than usual, Tang San guessed that the relationship between Martial Soul Palace and Maestro should have become a lot better.
"Xiao Wu, tomorrow is the holiday, do you want to go home?" Tang San said to Xiao Wu while packing his luggage.
A school year's time had passed, and he was finally able to go home to see his father. This afternoon at the smithy he had already asked Shi San for leave. He had also specially bought a brand new forging hammer, preparing to bring it home to give to his father.
Ever since Tang San joined Shi San's smithy, the quality of all kinds of weapons and equipment produced by the smithy had risen a grade, and business had also become better. Right now Tang San's salary had already reached five silver spirit coins every month, equivalent to more than half of the Soul Master's subsidy.
Xiao Wu leaned on the bed, her eyes revealing a somewhat lonely expression, poles apart from her usual lively and cheerful appearance, "I'm not going home, perhaps, I'll stay at the academy."
Tang San stared blankly a moment, "It's already been a year, you still won't go home to see?"
Xiao Wu's eyes suddenly brightened, saying: "Little San, isn't your home not far from the academy? How about, I go back with you to play, how about it? In any case, Wang Sheng and Xiao Chen-Yu have all gone to participate in the Intermediate Spirit Master Academy's exam, there's no one to accompany me to play. "
Tang San smiled, after getting along for a year, he could also be considered to have a relatively good understanding of Xiao Wu. This little girl was lively and active, always having an appearance that wished for the whole world to be in chaos. When pretending to be gentle, no matter how one looked she was like an adorable doll, but once she flipped out, her Nuoding big sister Xiao Wu title was not called for nothing. In the entire academy, it was already unknown how many students had suffered at her hands.
"My family is very poor, there's nothing good to entertain you."
Xiao Wu with both hands on her hips, big eyes glaring at Tang San said: "Every month your subsidy is very frugal, reluctant to spend, and still afraid to entertain me?"
With a smile on his face, Tang San held out his right hand, "Speaking of subsidy, I suddenly remembered, someone seems to still owe me six silver coins."
Xiao Wu stared blankly for a moment, her pink and tender little face revealing a bit of embarrassment. Every month's subsidy of one gold coin was absolutely not a small amount, but she also really was extravagant with her money, seeing something good she would buy it back, the slightest disregarding whether it was useful or not. Now she already had her own bedding, no longer needing to share it with Tang San. She, who never knew how to manage finances, once she had no money to spend, borrowing from Tang San had already become a habit.
"Isn't it only six silver coins? Wait until I get my subsidy I'll return it to you. You still haven't said, in the end whether you want me to go with you or not. "
Tang San said with a smile: "If you want to go, then go. But, my father's temper is not very good. "
Xiao Wu said indifferently: "I'm so cute, your father will definitely like me." As she spoke, she even put on a gentle look and winked at Tang San.
Others might be deceived by her appearance, but Tang San had seen her erupt like a volcano too many times. He just shook his head helplessly, not falling for her trick at all. "You don't have to use your honey trap on me. Fortunately, you're only seven years old now, if you're a bit older, perhaps you really have a bit of a talent for being a vixen. "
"Vixen? What is that? "Xiao Wu asked curiously.
Tang San said with a smile: "It's a kind of spirit beast that has turned into a demon, specializing in seducing men."
Xiao Wu stared blankly for a moment, looking at Tang San's gaze suddenly became somewhat strange. In the blink of an eye, her mood suddenly became agitated. "You go to hell, daring to say I'm a vixen, I want to duel with you." As she spoke, she already bared her fangs and brandished her claws as she jumped up from her bed, pouncing towards Tang San.
The other working students had long since become accustomed to this scene, for them, the fight between sister Xiao Wu and Tang San was already a common sight. If one day the two didn't fight several times, perhaps they would instead feel uneasy.
Early the next morning, when Tang San was on his way, there was a bouncing little girl at his side, dressed in Nuoding academy's uniform, leaving Nuoding city, heading towards Holy Spirit village.
This past year's time, for Tang San, was extremely fulfilling, and also extremely satisfying. Breaking through the bottleneck of the Mysterious Heaven skill's first layer, under his painstaking and diligent cultivation, the Mysterious Heaven skill had made considerable progress. According to his own calculations, right now he should have already reached the upper middle of the second layer's strength. According to spirit power calculation, it should be around the sixteenth to seventeenth rank.
In the academy, regarding spirit power, only Xiao Wu could compare with him. Even though he didn't see Xiao Wu cultivate, but when comparing spirit power, the two were always not far apart. Sometimes Tang San had the upper hand, sometimes he would be overtaken by Xiao Wu. Although they were both children, the two didn't concede to each other, exchanging pointers was unavoidable.
At the beginning, Xiao Chen-Yu and Wang Sheng these high grade students occasionally joined in, but along with Tang San and Xiao Wu's spirit power rapidly rising, nobody again came to disturb them. One might ask, who wanted to become a sandbag like existence?
Therefore, although Xiao Wu was nominally the boss of all the Nuoding students, in fact, when Xiao Chen-Yu and the others called Tang San, they would also call him Little Brother.
When Tang San and Xiao Wu exchanged pointers, he always suffered more losses than he won. Xiao Wu's attack methods were endless, especially her Soft Skill, giving people a kind of rice cake feeling. If both sides didn't draw support from spirit ring strength, Tang San was practically bound to lose. Even if he used spirit rings, relying on Blue Silver Grass's binding and paralyzing effect, at most he could only fight to a draw with Xiao Wu.
As for the hidden weapons Tang San secretly practiced, he didn't use them in exchanging pointers. One reason was because hidden weapons' destructive power was too great, too easy to injure people. Another reason was that he also hoped to be able to temper his close combat ability in exchanging pointers with Xiao Wu. Perhaps because the two were mutually sparring partners it produced a good promoting effect, in terms of fighting, they advanced side by side. The academy's teachers were already too lazy to care about them. In Nuoding, although Tang San and Xiao Wu were still only first year, they had already become the academy's famous geniuses.
"How far is it?" Xiao Wu looked east, looked west, and casually asked.
"Almost there. See that mountain over there? Our Holy Spirit village is at the foot of the mountain. " About to reach home, Tang San's mood couldn't help but be somewhat excited. If not for Nuoding academy's rule that students must return to the academy to live at night, and every day there were teachers making ward rounds, perhaps Tang San would have long ago returned home to see his father. Haven't seen for a year, dad, are you still well?
Perhaps because of the reason he was an orphan in his last life, in this life, Tang San especially cherished this family affection.
Touching the Twenty Four Moonlit Bridges at his waist, there was the forging hammer he brought for his father, brand new clothes, and even several bottles of pretty good wine.
The small mountain village he had lived in for six years was already in sight. Without knowing why, in Tang San's heart there was an indescribable feeling gradually emerging. If he had to use one sentence to describe it, then, he would say, the feeling of having a family was really good. Even if this family only had him and his father.
Very quickly, the two people had already entered Holy Spirit village. Tang San's home was at the village entrance. Raising his hand to point at the broken sign on the roof, Tang San said to Xiao Wu with a smile: "Look, that's my home."
Home was already in front of him, Tang San's mood unconsciously became excited. His footsteps quickened, and in two or three steps he arrived at the door of the house.
The door was just like when he left it was not closed, this had always been Tang Hao's habit, after all, his smithy also did not have anything that could be stolen.
"Dad, I'm back." Tang San shouted excitedly.
Xiao Wu had never seen Tang San in such an mood, standing behind him somewhat curiously looking at him. In her impression, Tang San was a very gentle friend, usually not speaking much, but always feeling so busy, always having something to do. Only in comparing notes with him, could she see his serious side. And even if he lost to her, she had never seen him angry or excited.
While shouting, Tang San quickly walked inside.
Nothing seemed to have changed, the smithy was still so messy, even more so than before he left. Messy things were scattered all over the floor, the tattered feeling, but it brought him even more familiarity.
"Oh, little San, you're back." A gentle voice sounded. A man walked out from the inner room.
Seeing him, Tang San could not help but stare blankly a moment, "Grandpa Jack, you're also here, where's my dad?"
From inside came Holy Spirit village elder old Jack, with a trace of a wry smile on his face, handing over a piece of paper to Tang San, saying: "You see, this was left behind by your dad. This morning I came to find him, originally wanting him to go with me to pick you up, I did not expect you to already return. "
A trace of nervousness appeared in Tang San's heart, hurriedly taking the paper old Jack handed over, bowing his head to look.
On the paper there were only a few simple lines of words, the handwriting somewhat sloppy, but it was difficult to conceal the rough and unconstrained atmosphere.
"Little San:
When you see this letter, I will already be gone. Do not look for me, it is impossible for you to find me.
Although you are still young, you have the ability to take care of yourself. Only when a young eagle spreads its wings can it soar even earlier.
Don't worry about me, in your character, you have inherited a lot of your mother's meticulousness. Dad is a useless person. You are gradually growing up, dad needs to go take back some things that should have belonged to me. Inevitably one day, us two father and son will meet again.
I hope you become strong, but I also do not hope you become strong. Your own path, you choose it yourself.
If one day you feel that Soul Master profession is not good, then return to Holy Spirit village, like me, become a blacksmith.
Don't miss me.
Tang Hao. "
Looking at the paper in his hand, Tang San's entire person was already dumbfounded, full of joy in an instant turning into helpless loss.
Dad left, dad, why did you have to leave?
Old Jack looked at Tang San's absent-minded appearance, saying with a wry smile: "Tang Hao this fellow left without any warning, the day before yesterday I still had him forge farm tools, with him leaving, later we still have to find another blacksmith. This fellow, really is too irresponsible. "
Tang San slowly returned to his senses, "Grandpa Jack, you say, dad just left these past two days?"
Old Jack nodded. "He should have left these past two days. Little San, don't be sad, for that kind of father it is not worth it. Follow grandpa to my house. "
Tang San silently shook his head, carefully folding the paper in his hand, putting it into his bosom.
"Thank you, grandpa Jack, the house is in such a mess, I won't ask you to stay. I still have to tidy up a bit. "
Old Jack stared blankly a moment, he did not expect that the little Tang San would unexpectedly ask him to leave, sighing, saying: "Fine. However, if you have any needs, don't hesitate to come find me. "Helplessly shaking his head, he turned and walked outside.
With old Jack gone, only Tang San and Xiao Wu remained in the smithy. Tang San also did not open his mouth, and just like that began to tidy up the messy room, tidying up every single thing in the room.
Strangely, the normally lively and active Xiao Wu right now maintained silence, walking over to Tang San's side, quietly helping him put away one thing after another, scooping water from the water jar outside, helping him wipe the dust in the room.
… …
Nuoding elementary Spirit Master Academy.
Maestro was reading a book in his room. Little San had returned home, and his heart was empty. Getting along for a year, even though he did not say it, in his heart his feelings towards this disciple had constantly deepened.
Until this morning when Tang San left, he was still hesitating whether or not to go to his house to have a look. In the end Maestro still vetoed his own idea. There were many reasons, even he himself could not explain clearly.
Peng, peng, peng. At this time, a knock suddenly sounded at the door.
Maestro's brows wrinkled. Ordinarily besides Tang San, basically nobody would come to his place.
"Please enter." Maestro put down the book in his hand, speaking indifferently.
The door opened, and a tall silhouette walked in from outside. He wore a simple gray robe, disheveled black hair draped over his shoulders, his aged face engraved with the vicissitudes of life, a pair of muddy eyes already seeming to have one foot in the grave, completely inconsistent with his fifty something year old appearance.
"Hello, Maestro." The newcomer's voice was deep and somewhat hoarse.
For some reason, when this person just entered the door, Maestro's whole body subconsciously tensed, even spirit power unconsciously spreading throughout his whole body.
"You are?" Slowly standing up, Maestro's eyes revealed some doubt.
The gray clothed person indifferently said: "Speaking of it, we should have not seen each other for twenty years. With my current appearance, it's no wonder you don't recognize me. I'm called Tang Hao. "
"Tang Hao?" Grandmaster's expression, always as calm as an ancient well, abruptly changed greatly, the pupils of his eyes focusing in practically an instant, rigidly staring at the person in front of him, both hands grasping the table, fingers already turning pale green, "You, you are Hao … …"
Tang Hao waved his hand, stopping Maestro from continuing, coldly saying: "Don't mention the past titles. Back then, we could also be considered to have met a few times, others might think that you're just a madman, but I know, you're a persistent person. "
Maestro's emotions gradually calmed down, his stiff face slightly moved, "Seems like I guessed right, you really are Xiao San's father. He has already returned home, why are you here? "
Tang Hao nodded, indifferently saying: "It's precisely because he has returned home that I am here. I know, you accepted him as a disciple. As a father, I should have come to see you long ago. I'm leaving, the only one I'm worried about is him, so, I hope, I hope, to entrust Xiao San to you. "
"You're leaving? To where? He is your son. "Maestro rigidly glared at Tang Hao, his eyes slightly fierce.
Tang Hao still had a cold expression, "He is also your disciple. I have to leave, there are many things, I have to do, I have to do. If he follows me, he won't get happiness. I have no other request, his life, it's up to him to choose. Ten years, I've already left this world for ten years, now that he's grown up, there are some things, I have to do. "
Maestro took a deep breath, "I don't know what happened to you, but, I can see, Xiao San is very attached to you, don't you think, leaving like this, is too cruel to him?"
Tang Hao indifferently said: "He himself decided to walk an extraordinary path. Being together with me is the real cruelty to him. Well, I've said what I wanted to say, no matter when, please remember, he is my son. "
After saying this, Tang Hao raised his hand, a jet-black token fell on the table in front of Maestro with a clang. The token impressively, it was the same as the one Maestro showed Tang San when he brought him into the Spirit Hunting Forest, but, on this token, there were a total of six patterns … …
Bang, the door closed, Tang Hao's tall figure had already disappeared. Looking at the door, Maestro stood there for a long time, not making any movements.
After a long time, he slowly lowered his head, his gaze falling on the token, the corner of his mouth revealed a trace of a bitter smile, "I didn't expect, my idol, to have actually become like this."
… …
The sun was setting in the west, in front of the blacksmith shop, two petite figures sat side by side, they wore the same clothes, quietly sitting there.
The afterglow of the sun with a touch of red fell on them, as if branding their bodies with a circle of golden red.
The girl on the left tilted her head, looked at the boy, both hands supporting her chin, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she still held back.
Instead, the one who spoke was the boy, he held a brand new forging hammer in his hand, "Xiao Wu, thank you."
"Thank me for what?" Xiao Wu asked curiously.
"Thank you for always being with me." Tang San lowered his head, looking at the ground under his feet, his eyes a little blurred, a little hazy, but in the end, he did not let the tears fall.
Xiao Wu laughed, pushed Tang San's shoulder, this push was very strong, almost pushing Tang San down, "Don't be depressed. Your father is only temporarily away. One day, you will meet again. Perhaps, his departure, is just to let you grow better, to make you stronger. If you go on like this, won't you be letting down his painstaking efforts? "
Tang San's face revealed a trace of a bitter smile, "Perhaps, but, why, he won't let me see him again. Xiao Wu, you know, father is my only family. Without father, the home is no longer a home. "
Xiao Wu shook her head, swinging her long scorpion braid in front of her body, "Without father, you still have me as a friend. If you want to find a family, I don't mind being your sister. Quick, call me sister Xiao Wu. Everyone calls me that, only you are an exception. "
Looking at Xiao Wu's charming appearance and that little face that was illuminated by the afterglow of the setting sun, Tang San couldn't help but smile. When a person's heart is at its weakest, having someone to accompany is always a very good thing.
"If you want to be my sister, I won't object. If I remember correctly, although we are the same year, you seem to be a few months younger than me. I was born in January, but you were born in August, right? "
"Don't even think about it. I only want to be the elder sister, not the younger sister. "Xiao Wu unhappily raised her hand to knock Tang San's head.
Tang San's body flashed, already leaping out, standing three meters in front of Xiao Wu, "Xiao Wu, come up the mountain with me, I'll show you something."
Tang San's expression was very serious, as if he had decided on something.
Xiao Wu also didn't play around anymore, her little face revealed a bit of cleverness, nodding to him.
Tang San took the initiative to pull Xiao Wu's soft little hand, running towards the hill outside the village. Their shadows gradually elongated under the illumination of the setting sun on the ground.
Tang San ran all the way to the top of the mountain with Xiao Wu, then stopped. Under the situation of fully activating the Mysterious Heaven Skill, he couldn't help but slightly gasp for breath.
Standing at the top of the mountain, Tang San faced the setting sun, his eyes already filled with purple, "Xiao Wu, this is the place where I used to practice. I very seriously ask you a question, and I also hope you can answer me seriously. "
Xiao Wu pursed her lips, "Do you know, right now you look very much like those old men in the academy."
Tang San slowly turned around, seriously looking at Xiao Wu, "Are you willing to be my sister? I really hope to have another family member. "
Xiao Wu was about to say something, but was stopped by Tang San, "Listen to me first. I don't have anything, you also saw my family's situation, I'm just a poor commoner. I can't give you wealth, nor can I give you power. You are also born with full spirit power, but you are different from me, I can see, your background should have a story. But I've never asked, because I'm afraid that the gap between our backgrounds is too big, we can't even be friends. But, I really hope to have a sister like you, although I can't give you those things that nobles have, I can give you my promise. I will always protect my sister, I won't let her come to any harm. "
Seeing Tang San's eyes flicker with tears, Xiao Wu's eyes gradually turned red, "If one day, there are many people who want to kill me, and those people you can't beat, what will you do?"
Tang San's face suddenly revealed a faint smile, "Then let them step over my dead body first."
Xiao Wu was silent, Tang San also didn't speak again. The red of the setting sun gradually faded, at this time, the stars in the sky had already quietly appeared.
"Brother." Xiao Wu used a simple word to break the silence between the two.
Always holding back the tears, at this moment finally slid down, Tang San's trembling hands, pulling Xiao Wu's hand, "Thank you, little sister."
Father left, but he had a little sister again. Tang San raised his head to look at the sky, silently swearing a lifetime oath to the stars in the sky.
Night fell, the two children sat at the top of the mountain, feeling the gentle mountain breeze, looking at the stars and moon in the sky, the tranquil atmosphere, the fresh air, nothing did not bring a comfortable feeling.
"Can I not call you brother?" Xiao Wu turned her head to look at Tang San at her side.
Tang San stared blankly, "Why?"
Xiao Wu's face revealed a blush, "No matter what, I'm also the boss of all the students in Nuoding, suddenly having a big brother, how will they look at me?"
Tang San smiled, "Fine, you can still call me little San. As long as I know in my heart you're my little sister, what does it matter if I call you? "
While speaking, Tang San raised his hand, pulling down his sleeve, taking off the sleeve dart on his left wrist.
"We've become brother and sister, I don't have anything valuable, I'll give you this to protect yourself. It's my first work. "
Xiao Wu curiously looked at the sleeve dart Tang San handed over, "What is this?"
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