Xuan tianbao records on the record of only six kinds of martial arts, respectively is the inner skill of the heart of the xuan day skill, practicing xuanyu hand. Practice the method of eye purple magic eye. The method of arresting the crane to capture the dragon, the method of lighthearting the ghost fan trace, and the method of using the secret weapon, secret weapon solution.
The first five are the basics. There is no solid foundation. How can play out the essence of tang door secret weapon again?
More than a year began to practice xuan day, now tang three has been about six years old. He's still laying the groundwork.
Tang three live in the west side of the soul village. In the village head location, the three adobe houses in the whole village can be said to be the most humble. In the middle of the roof, there is a wooden sign about a meter in diameter, on which is painted a simple hammer. The most extensive meaning of hammer in this world refers to the blacksmith.
Yes, tang hao, tang SAN's father, was a blacksmith. The only blacksmith in the village.
In this world. Blacksmithing is arguably one of the lowest professions. For some special reason, the best weapons in the world are not forged by blacksmiths.
However, as the only blacksmith in the village, the original three tang should not be so poor, but. The meager income is mostly...
Once in the house. Tang SAN has already smelled the fragrant rice, that is not tang hao for his breakfast, but he did for tang hao.
From the age of four. Tang three height can not reach the stove, cooking task is he must work every day. Even if you have to step on a stool to reach the stove.
It wasn't tang hao who asked him to do this, but because he didn't. Tang three can hardly eat enough time.
Came to the stove, skilled step on the wooden bench. Lift the lid of a large iron pan. Fragrant rice spread, pot porridge already cooked.
Every day before going up the hill. Tang SAN will be rice pot. Get the firewood. When he came back, the porridge was ready.
Pick up the stove has been damaged by more than ten notch to two bowls, tang three carefully filled two bowls of porridge. Put behind the table, porridge rice grains can be counted almost at a glance, it is long body in the tang three, this nutrition is obviously not enough. This is why his body is so thin.
"Dad. Dinner." Tang's monk three call way.
After a long time, the door curtain lifted. A tall figure came out with some staggering steps.
It was a middle-aged man. He looked about fifty. But he was very big and burly, but he was not well dressed.
Damage to the hem of the robe to wear in the body, even no patch above, showing the following the tanned skin, originally is regular facial features are covered with a layer of wax yellow, like a pair of sleepy, hair is a mess like a bird's nest, a face of beard is don't know how many days did not finish, yellow eyes glaze over, although it has passed a night, but the fragrant alcohol or make tang three frowned.
This is tang hao, tang SAN's father in this world.
From small to big. Tang three don't know what call father's love. Tang hao to him. It's never done. At the beginning, he would cook some food for him. But over time. When tang three began to take the initiative to cook, tang hao did not care about anything. His family was so poor that they did not even have proper tables and chairs. Eating was also a problem, the main reason being that tang hao had exchanged his meager blacksmith's income for alcohol.
And don three side big kid. My father is usually about thirty. Get married before you're even thirty. But tang hao looks much older than they are. It was like tang SAN's grandfather.
For tang hao's attitude, tang SAN did not resent the previous one. He is an orphan, this life, although tang hao is not good to him. But at least one relative. For tang SAN. This gave him great satisfaction. At least. There was a man here who asked him to be called papa.
Tang hao grabbed the table on the bowl, also not afraid of hot, big mouth into his belly porridge. Dark yellow face this just look a few minutes more luster.
"Dad, slow down. Is there." Tang SAN took the bowl from his father. He was given another bowl of porridge. He also picked up the porridge bowl to drink.
When he was at the tang gate, he had never left there and had little contact with the outside world. As white as a sheet of paper, to this world. Be a kid again. Nothing is unacceptable.
Soon, seven or eight percent of the porridge went into tang hao's belly, long export gas, put the bowl on the table. Droop ground eyelid opened a few minutes, look to tang SAN.
"Take the job first. I'll do it in the afternoon. I'll go and get some more sleep."
Tang hao's habit is very regular, the morning is sleep. Build some farm tools in the afternoon. As an income, drink at night.
"Okay, dad." Don nodded at three.
Tang hao stood up. After a lot of porridge, his body finally stopped shaking. Go back inside.
"Dad." Tang SAN suddenly called 1.
Tang hao stood still. He turned to look at him. Between the eyebrows is obviously a bit more impatient.
Tang SAN points to a corner to have a thin bird light ground to live railroad track: "this iron can use for me?" He is tang door the most outstanding outside door disciple, to make all sorts of concealed weapons extremely familiar with, of course. At that time, all kinds of materials were provided by tang men. And after coming to this world, although he also practiced a few years. But the strength is far from enough, at the same time, he never thought to put down his best secret weapon manufacturing. He is now trying to forge some hidden weapons. But the material is a big problem.
The metal that tang hao makes farming tools comes from the village. It's full of impurities and iron. It is difficult to make a good concealed weapon, at this time the tang three point to the pig iron was just sent yesterday. To tang SAN's surprise. This iron ore actually contains a certain subway mother. It's perfect for making stealth weapons.
Tang hao's eyes turned to pig iron. "Yi, this inside have iron essence?" He walked over and looked down, then turned his head to tang SAN. "do you want to be a blacksmith in the future?"