Douluo: Thousands of Templates
Chapter 22 The traveler will eventually leave the house
The people in the entire Holy Soul Village knew that the Tang Hao family in the corner of the village was the poorest family in the entire village, and the rats would cry when they entered his house. So Tang Chen and Tang San did not have much preparation, they packed some patched and finished clothes.
Everything seemed no different as the two Tang Chen brothers were about to leave. Tang Hao was still out for a drink at night and told Tang San not to disturb him to sleep the next day.
The next morning, Tang Chen boiled the porridge first, and the two brothers came to the back mountain again.
The facts have proven that even if you cannot detect progress, it is definitely the right choice not to give up on cultivation. With continuous efforts, Tang San's Extreme Purple Magic Eye had reached the peak of [Summary], and it was only a step away from reaching the level of [Micro Incoming]. This was also the stage where Tang San was in his previous life.
Tang Chen was busy sifting through the legacy of the Creator, besides, he had to use the power of the Buddha to help Xiaojin. According to him, Buddhism is really a kind of supernatural force. In addition to stimulating power in the Xiaojin bloodline, Tang Chen vaguely sensed that Buddhism ... could also change the most important inheritance of a being, i.e., Change the DNA of a living being!
Under the subtle influence of Buddhism, Xiaojin no longer evolved towards ferocious beasts, now more like a being that only existed in fantasy in Tang Chen's previous life - a demon! Moreover, Tang Chen had added some magical Buddhist heritage to his genes. There is a legacy of the Great Winged Peng Engraving Golden Buddha. It seemed that soon, there would be the first demon in this world.
The sun showed a small figure in the sky, and the faint purple energy that originally existed in the east disappeared, and Tang San and Tang Chen's cultivation ended.
Returning home, there were no brothers bothering the sleeping Tang Hao in the back room. After eating quietly, she placed Tang Hao's breakfast on the fire to keep him warm, and Old Jack had arrived.
Perhaps for the reason of going to Notting City, old Jack today deliberately wore a new suit, which looked a little more awkward.
"Madam, Xiaochen, let's go. Your lazy father won't wake up." Jack greeted the brothers.
Tang San gestured silently to Jackby, "Grandfather, lower your voice. I don't like people making him sleep." As he spoke, he picked up a piece of burning charcoal from the stove and wrote on the ground. After a few lines of words, he turned around and looked at his father's door reluctantly.Then he brought his luggage and left with Jack, who was a little sluggish.
Tang San did not learn much about the characters in the Douluo Continent. He had only eavesdropped on a few lessons at a private school in the village, plus he was born with early wisdom, and learned some basic characters. Tang Chen was very interested in symbols that represented otherworldly cultures. Moreover, he had not inherited the strength of the template before, so he was tired of studying the characters of the Douluo Continent, and he had a much better understanding of the characters than Tang San.
After a few people left, the curtain of the inner room door of the blacksmith shop opened, and a tall figure walked out from within. Tang Hao had no trace of drowsiness in his eyes. When he walked to door , he could still see Old Jack and Tang San brothers with thin bodies.
Tang Hao stood still, until Tang San and village chief Jack completely disappeared, and he was still standing there for a while.
As if thinking of something, Tang Hao suddenly turned around and walked back to the workshop, looking at the words Tang San had left on the ground.
Two very simple sentences, "Dad, we went with Grandpa Jack. You have to take care of yourself and drink less. Porridge is in the pot, don't forget to drink."
At the same time, in a rather inconspicuous corner, he looked at a line of words.
His eyes went from the words on the ground to the iron pot beside Tang Hao hurried over, swept the lid of the iron pot, and raised the iron pot directly with both hands. The porridge in the pot remained warm on the fire, and the temperature was definitely over ninety degrees. But Tang Hao, as if he did not feel it, spouted the porridge inside the pot into his mouth. In his eyes, there was a bit more blurred water.
On the way, Old Jack looked at the two distressed children, stroked the beard on his chin, and said: "Compared to my ineffective grandchildren, your child is too reasonable. If you are mine How good a grandson should be. Tang Hao was really lucky for that drunk. Don't think too much. The outside world is vast. When you go to the Academy, you will know many friends. You will learn a lot of knowledge. When you have a Soul Master's degree After that, the state will give you a subsidy every month. Your family life will be better."
“Grandfather Jack, can you tell me what the Soul Master Academy is?” When the feeling of loss passed a little, Tang San's curiosity about the outside world won. Although Tang Chen knew the general plot, he actually remembered this arrangement. It's not clear, I can just sharpen my ears.
Jack smiled and said: "Of course college is a place to study. Although I never attended, but most of them are still clear. Our village has a place for work-study students every year, but there have been no work-study students to study for many years. Work-learning There are still many preferential conditions for students. Tuition and Accommodation fees are waived, and you only have to pay for your own meals. You can do some simple tasks in college in exchange for food. For example, cleaning the classroom. In general, student work-study studies in college are similar to free. If you pay to learn, it's not something poor people like us can do. "
"As long as you become a soul master, the state will grant you subsidies every month. As long as you save up a little, it will be enough to go to the Intermediate Soul Master Academy in the future."
Since Tang Chen and Tang San were both full of spirit power, Old Jack had treated them as spirit masters.
Tang San looked at Jack question markingly, and said, "Is there still an Intermediate-ranked Soul Master Academy? What was the difference with the Basic Soul Master Academy? They are all academies, and what they teach must also be the knowledge of a Soul Master. ."
Old Jack patiently explained: "Of course it's different. The Junior Master of Souls Academy teaches some basic things, and there are some cultural courses to learn. Only children who had just woken up from Wuhun were accepted as students. The School System is six years.When you are twelve years old, if you have no future, you will become an ordinary soul master. But if the potential was good, most people would choose to go to the Intermediate Soul Master Academy for further study They would study until they were eighteen years old. His Intermediate Soul Master Teaching Academy should be more advanced, but the difficulty of learning will greatly increase. If you are unable to meet the requirements of the Academy, you will not be able to graduate smoothly. This was different from the Junior Soul Master Academy."
"As for a high-level soul master academy, it was a highest-level soul master academy that could obtain a knight title. Ordinary people like us, don't think too much for now."
Even if Tang Chen's two brothers were both full of soul force, they were still far from a true genius in Old Jack's eyes. In the last analysis, the horizon limits all of this.
While chatting, several people had arrived in the City of Notting. However, looking at the crowd of people crowding here at the gates of Notting City, Old Jack was unwilling to stop a middle-aged man with a medium body and an ordinary face.
"Sister, do you know what's going on?"
The middle-aged man's temperament was a little decadent, but he still looked at Old Jack in surprise. When he saw Tang San and Tang Chen behind him, he suddenly nodded and said, "No wonder you don't know. scattered in big cities.”.
Even though he said so, his face was a little confused. Clearly, the information scared him. He stopped and said:
"...Prince Xue Qinghe of the Tiandou Imperial family pretended to be the Qian Renxue saint of the Wuhun Hall."
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