Chương 10: Twin spirits (2)
As Tang San saw off old Jack, his heart had also fallen many times. After all, Su Yuntao's words of spirit rings could have some bearing on his Mysterious Heaven skill breakthrough problem. But he did not let this affect his behaviour very much, he believed he still had a chance.
Unhurriedly he went back to the smithy. Tang Hao unusually had not returned to the inner room to continue sleeping, and was rather sitting on a chair with eyes closed and resting.
"Dad, you can go back to the inner room to sleep a moment, I will go prepare the midday meal."
Tang Hao, his eyes still closed, indifferently said,
"Do you also feel very disappointed? You also want to go become a spirit master?"
Tang San was taken aback somewhat,
"It's not important, dad. Becoming a blacksmith is also good, it can also support us. You promised me to teach me how to forge farm tools, right? "
Tang Hao slowly opened his eyes. In the center of his eyes, Tang San saw an agitated mood. Unconsciously, Tang Hao's right fist was already held tight, and his face which already appeared grey and old showed a trace of ice cold air,
"Spirit master? What use is becoming a spirit master? Not to mention a mere waste spirit, even the fiercest spirit or the most powerful spirit is of what use? Still only a good for nothing, that's all. "
Tang Hao's mood was very agitated, his whole body quivering.Tang San saw in his father's eyes something glittering.
Running over, Tang San gripped Tang Hao's fist,
"Dad, don't be angry, I don't want to go be a spirit master. I'll always accompany you and make you food."
Taking a deep breath, Tang Hao's agitation left as quickly as it came, and he calmly said:
"Bring out your spirit and let me have a look."
"Ok."
Tang San nodded, lifting his right hand. Within his body Mysterious Heaven skill quietly pushed, and within his consciousness he felt a peculiar warm current permeated with Mysterious Heaven Skill. Pale blue radiance appearing at the palm of his hand, in an instant, a blue delicate little grass already appeared.
Staring dazedly at the blue silver grass in Tang San's hand, Tang Hao was in a spell of absentmindedness, for a long time until he gradually recovered. Bright eyes and swallowing hard, he murmured in a low voice:
"Blue silver grass; it really is blue silver grass. And the same as hers."
Abruptly, Tang Hao vigorously stood up and walked over to the inner room, the sudden movement nearly causing him to fall over in front of Tang San, the blue silver grass spirit in his hand dissolving on its own.
"Dad."
Tang Hao impatiently waved his hand,
"Don't disturb me."
While speaking, he already entered through the inner room door curtain.
"But, I still have another spirit."
Tang San still knew after today's spirit awakening that his case was out of the ordinary. He had not put this question to Su Yuntao or old Jack; after all, those both were only strangers, nothing more.
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[Tang Sect Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record general principles, first point: Never let a person you cannot completely trust know how much strength you really possess.]
...
Tang San had already completely learned the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record by heart, and he was even more absolutely persistent in adhering to the general principles.
The door curtain was violently pushed aside, and Tang Hao again emerged into the outer room, his face already full of a shocked expression. His two eyes were red, as if crying just a moment ago.
Tang San did not open his mouth, rather like a moment ago he had raised the right hand, and he slowly raised his left hand. This time, instead of a blue light, faint black light bubbled out from the center of his palm, in a brilliant flash condensing, as a bizarre thing appeared in his hand.
That was an entirely pitch black hammer. The hammer handle was about half a chi in length, with a cylindrical hammerhead. It would appear to resemble a smaller version of the forging hammer, yet that hammer's pitch black surface had a peculiar light, and on the cylindrical hammerhead coiled a faint circle of a decorative pattern.
For some reason, just as the hammer appeared on the middle of Tang San's hand, all the air in the room seemed somewhat heavy, and Tang San just as if unable to bear the weight of that little hammer could only hold it, his arm slowly drooping. His facial expression had already become somewhat pale.
Different from the blue silver grass which seemed not to require depleting Mysterious Heaven Skill, when this black little hammer appeared, it practically sucked up Tang San's own internal strength. He also could only with effort manage to keep his grip tight on the hammer handle. Although it would appear that the hammer was very small, but in fact its weight surpassed that of the forging hammer by far.
"This, this is..."
Tang Hao was less than one step forward in front of Tang San, and grabbed hold of the hammer in his hands to bring before his face. Tang Hao's hands had great strength, at least Tang San no longer felt that his arm held such a great burden.
Just as Tang Hao gripped his hand, a kind feeling like warm blood rushing through his veins made a part of Tang San's heart comfortable,
"Dad, what's wrong?"
Looking at that black little hammer, the agitated radiance which had vanished appeared in Tang Hao's eyes once more,
"Twin spirits. It's actually twin spirits. Son, my son."
Abruptly, Tang Hao spread his strong arms, and tightly hugged Tang San to his chest.
Tang Hao's chest was very wide. Perhaps because of his long work as a blacksmith, even though on the surface he looked very sluggish, the muscles on his body certainly had not lessened over the years, and being held in his arms was very warm. That kind of paternal love brought a sense of security that was irreplaceable.
"Dad."
Tang San stopped, rather dumbfounded. As far as he could remember, this was the first time Tang Hao had hugged him in this way.
The hammer in his hand seemed to become heavier and heavier, and even though Tang San very much liked the warmth from this paternal love, he even more did not want the iron hammer to slip out of his hand and smash his father.
"Dad, I can't hold on."
Tang San could not bear to say these words.
Tang Hao released his arms,
"Withdraw it."
Dispersing in black light, the weight disappeared. Tang San's heart felt very odd; this hammer undoubtedly was a hybrid with his Mysterious Heaven Skill exceptional inner strength, but why was he still unable to lift it? What else made him astounded was that after summoning that little hammer, his inner strength actually was nearly completely used up.
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