Chapter 30 "Xiao Yan" and "Xiao Xun'er" "Old Jack, there is nothing for you to do here." Tang Hao frowned. He didn't want to argue with this group of vulgar and ignorant villagers. He felt that saying any more words would be a waste of time. However, since he was in the Holy Soul Village, he had to give them some face. Besides, Tang San was also present— But at this time, Tang San did not defend Tang Hao in front of the villagers as he did before. Family affection? What Tang San didn't feel from Tang Hao, he made up for in Zhou Qing. Target? Rebuild the Tang Sect in Douluo Continent and surpass the Tang Sect, study the soul guide inscriptions and soul guide core formations on the soul guides, and create more powerful Tang Sect hidden weapons. And become a soul master.
Now, this father may have some difficulties, but if it hinders me, there is no need to protect him deliberately. Everything now is to make my father feel ashamed and then brave. No matter what his father's status was before he came to Holy Soul Village, a noble? A soul master? But at this moment, he is just a down-and-out man in the Holy Soul Village. If he doesn't want to be talked about, he should stand up again and live a decent life. As long as he is still alive, everything is possible. Why should he let himself fall? "What do you mean it's none of our business?" Old Jack was also annoyed. "It's true that Xiao San is your son, but since he grew up in Holy Spirit Village, he is a member of the village. As the village chief, I have the right to manage everyone in the village." Tang Hao's face turned dark and he was speechless. This is true, but he is a Titled Douluo after all, and it is really embarrassing to be taught a lesson by an old man who is not even a soul master, but what can he say? "It is only natural for Xiaosan to provide for you in your old age when he grows up, but he is only four years old, or five years old if you consider his age. Fortunately, he was born with supernatural powers and is now able to make money on his own. As a father, you don't support him, but instead take away the money he will use to get a wife in the future?" "Don't think I don't know that you just want to buy some wine!" At this point, Old Jack coughed twice in excitement, and regardless of Tang Hao's increasingly dark complexion, he continued to scold: "I don't know what you went through before coming to the Holy Soul Village, but I just want to say that if you continue like this, you'll really be ruined!" "That's right." An old farmer also echoed, "It's okay if the son doesn't work and relies on the old man for money, just think of it as something he owes him in his previous life. I've never heard of a father taking his son's money, let alone the money saved by a child." Seeing someone speak up, others also started talking. "Tang Hao, go find a job." "Zhou Qing's land is vacant. You can rent it. We can split the harvest 50-50, which is not bad." "You used to make a living by repairing farm tools and kitchen utensils for us... You should always consider Xiaosan's future, right?" Tang Hao clenched his fists, making crackling sounds. At this moment! He really wanted to punch these Holy Soul villagers who knew nothing but dared to speak so confidently in front of him. "Humph!" In the end, Tang Hao still had to save some face, snorted coldly, and left. "Xiao San, if your father comes to you to ask for money again, just tell us. Don't spoil him anymore." Old Jack said earnestly. "Yeah." Tang San nodded and thanked Old Jack and the others. After watching them leave, he turned back to look in the direction of his home, then lit a furnace and remelted the scrap iron sent by the villagers.
In the past, there was no blacksmith in Shenghun Village. When farm tools and kitchen utensils broke down, people could only ask people who went to the city to sell grain to buy new ones. For the villagers of Shenghun Village, the cost of having the blacksmith in the city repair them was not as cost-effective as buying a new one. As a result, a lot of old iron tools that can no longer be repaired have accumulated in the warehouses and cellars of each household. The villagers asked Tang San to help with the repairs. In addition to the copper soul coins, they could also use these iron tools that were too worn out to be repaired. Tang San also remelted these iron tools to refine them into raw materials for future production of hidden weapons that did not require high material requirements, and as sustainable consumables for practicing engraving soul guide inscriptions and soul guide core formations. Time passed like this, and Tang San's daily life was extremely fulfilling, practicing Xuantian Gong, forging, taking care of the Lingyun Turtle, forging hidden weapons, engraving soul guide inscriptions, and - To nourish Zhou Qingyun's body. Ever since the internal force cultivated with the Xuan Tian Gong circulated in Zhou Qing's body, Tang San had an additional task. Every day at noon, he had to let his internal force circulate in Zhou Qing's body for one cycle. Zhou Qingmei called it: enhancing Tang San's control over soul power. In fact, Tang San knew very well that Zhou Qing just wanted him to give him a massage. But Tang San did not refuse. After all, this could indeed enhance his control over soul power, and if it continued, his internal force could also eliminate the hidden injuries in Zhou Qing's body. Where does the hidden injury come from? Zhou Qing used to mess with his body and exercise in strange ways. Even though children have strong recovery abilities, there were still hidden dangers between their muscles and bones. If I take care of myself, these injuries will definitely recover. "Ah~ It feels so good! Harder! Harder!" Listening to Zhou Qing's groaning, Tang San's face darkened unconsciously, and he complained, "I have taught you the way to practice Xuan Tian Gong, and told you the locations of various meridians and acupoints. I also explained clearly how to adjust your breathing, and I also used internal... soul power to circulate the Qi in your body every day. You should remember it, right?" The implication was that he didn't want to go on. The main reason was that Zhou Qing’s comfortable cry was so intoxicating. If someone passing by heard it, they would probably look at them strangely. He discovered that the children on Douluo Continent matured early, and the six or seven-year-old children in the village already understood some things between men and women. "I remember it, but in a little over a year, my martial soul will awaken. Maybe my martial soul will be able to bring innate soul power by then." The main reason is that Zhou Qing is now feeling arrogant. More than three million gold soul coins were enough for him to temporarily lose his original dream. However, thinking that this was an extraordinary world with martial spirits and soul power, Zhou Qing still spent some time to regain his interest. After all, he had spent so much time asking people to buy books and study, and it had become a habit. [After all, this requires strength...] "Ouch! It hurts, it hurts!" Tang San deliberately increased his strength, forcibly interrupting Zhou Qing's thoughts. He shouted out and immediately said, "I will practice hard in the future. Really, I will never lie to you!" "That's good." Tang San nodded in satisfaction, and continued to massage Zhou Qing with the same comfortable strength as before, using his internal force to help him regulate the joints of his body. By the way, he let Zhou Qing carefully feel the path of the soul power circulating in the Ren and Du meridians, so that he could better control the operation of the Xuantian Gong. Zhou Qing's face was full of enjoyment... (End of this chapter)