"Sit down cross-legged, this process may be a little painful!"
Tang Chen was the overlord who suppressed an entire generation, so he didn't make a mess of things when he started doing things after he decided to do it.
Moreover, it was not his martial soul that was being degraded.
What is there to panic!
"Ok!"
Tang San nodded his head.
Now, there is no choice, he has to go through this to become strong. Originally he thought that his ancestor would take action to obtain the blood of the Blue Silver Emperor.
But the result was disappointing, he was even hung up and got beaten!
Now, degrading his martial spirit has become his only option.
When Tang San sat down, Tang Chen waved his big hand and rested it on Tang San's head.
At first, Tang San was nothing. But after a few breaths, Tang San's body trembled.
Because, a horrible suction came from the top of the head. To be precise, it came from Tang Chen's palm.
Then, the Clear Sky Hammer spirit emerged uncontrollably in the palm of his hand!
This time it is different from other times. The dark golden lines that are usually undetectable have also become clear, and even become bright and dazzling.
Seeing this, a heartache flashed in Tang San's eyes.
Because this exquisite art like Clear Sky Hammer was about to leave him.
"Arrrrr!!!!!"
As the suction from Tang Chen's palm gradually increased, Tang San couldn't help shouting.
Because it really hurts too much, it's like his bone marrow is being pulled out, it's like something is being stripped from his soul.
This kind of pain is clearly visible on his face.
At this moment, his face was full of different colours, it was a hideous look.
One day, one day... I, Tang San, will definitely rise. Today's pain will surely be refunded ten times, no one hundred times in the future!
He clenched his fists and vowed in his heart.
His nails are deeply clasped into the palms, and blood dripped down but he didn't care at all.
This process lasted for a long time.
After all, it wasn't a complete abolition, shattering of martial spirit.
What Tang Chen had to do was to withdraw the characteristics of the Clear Sky Hammer spirit, not to completely destroy it.
...
For more than ten minutes, Tang San lay weakly on the ground.
He is really powerless.
He is physically and mentally exhausted.
However, there was a hint of joy on his face.
Because, he clearly felt that the spirit power in his body that might lose balance at any time became normal again.
The twin spirits also became balanced.
"Level 20 is no longer my limit!"
"San'er, you are really good, you will become a great soul master in time!"
"Thank you for your appreciation."
Tang San reluctantly got up, knelt on the ground, and expressed his gratitude .
"Tang San won't let the ancestor down."
"Um..."
Tang Chen nodded lightly, but put his hands in Tang San's arms and handed him a token.
"Take this thing. This is the Sect Master's token of the Clear Sky Sect. By holding it you can order the entire Clear Sky Sect. You can tell about me to Tang Xiao and let him focus on training you!"
Tang San was startled, this was a precious token that could command the Clear Sky Sect!
"Ancestor, you don't want to return to the sect?"
"No, it's too late..."
Tang Chen said this sighing slightly, and then changed the subject.
"San'er, don't be discouraged. Although your martial spirits, blue silver grass and Hammer are both ordinary martial spirits, with the power of twin martial spirits, as long as you practice hard, you shouldn't have a big problem to reach level 50. Then you come to the city of killing and find me, your ancestor will give you a good opportunity! It may not be impossible to soar into the sky!"
Tang Chen said so.
"Go to the killing capital... can I really soar to the sky?"
Tang San was extremely surprised.
"After level fifty, come to the Slaughter City to find me, you will know everything by then."
Tang Chen said lightly.
If Tang San could reach level fifty, he might not be able to participate in the God test.
At that time, if he have my own help, he might really get the inheritance of the Gods. What is it, if not soaring into the sky?
"Ancestor, are you leaving now?"
Tang San understood what Tang Chen meant.
Tang Chen said quietly with his back to him.
"Actually, my injuries are a lot more serious than you can see. It's time for me to leave, I will return to the killing capital to sleep. But before that, I want to take another look at Posiden!"
Speaking of Posiden, Tang Chen felt heartache for a while.
The strange look in her eyes when she looked at him in the backyard was like a knife pierced into his heart.
Did all my hard work in all these years had been in vain?
For so many years, Tang Chen's will to regain his body is completely supported by two thoughts.
One is becoming a God, and the other is Posiden.
He didn't believe that Posiden wound really be so indifferent to him.
Did she choose someone else?
Could it be that Qian Daoliu?
Don't be kidding, in this world, no one but me can match Posiden!
Tang Chen thought so.
....
Late in the evening.
Lin Yan came back to the courtyard, carrying two fat rabbits in his hands.
"Master, you are finally back."
As soon as the door opened, Lin Yin'er looked at Lin Yan's figure, and immediately plunged into Lin Yan's arms.
"Haha, Yin'er, are you not afraid of others seeing us like this."
"I'm not afraid, besides Posiden, there is no one here."
Lin Yiner's little head still rubbed Lin Yan's arms while talking.
But this scene was really seen by others.
In a gloomy bush.
Tang Chen and Tang San lurked there, and two pairs of eyes looked at them.
With Tang Chen's strength, he was naturally able to see this scene clearly.
Tang San cultivated the Purple Demon Eye, his eyesight also exceeded the limit of his own strength.
But at this time, Tang San wished he was blind.
"Beast, let go of my mother!"
If it were not for fear of being hanged and beaten up again, he would have rushed out.
"Uh..." Upon seeing this, Tang Chen subconsciously glanced at Tang San beside him, his eyes filled with sympathy.
This is too miserable.
San'er, what should you call this man?
However, soon he had no intention of caring about other things.
Because Posiden, who was in a red dress also appeared.
He couldn't look away anymore.
Posiden, my Posiden, how did you become the way you are now.
Do you really want to be a stranger to me?
Tang Chen felt that his heart was about to break.
But, the next moment, his heart was really broken!
Maybe it was because of the rain, Posiden who just wanted to take the rabbits in Lin Yan's hands, slipped.
She staggered and rushed to Lin Yan.
Looking at the trajectory of the movement, isn't the final destination of Posiden is Lin Yan's embrace?
That way, it gave Tang Chen a feeling that Posiden was competing with the Blue Silver Emperor.
It turns out...you are seeing someone else!
What Tang Chen saw made him feel like his heart was cracking. He felt that there was an extra hat on his head.
The goddess in his heart actually took the initiative to throw herself into someone's arms?
At this moment, he felt his world collapsed.
What is this dark day.
Tang Chen had a deep understanding at this time, and his eyes were completely dark.
This is a manifestation of upsurge of qi and blood.
This time it was Tang San's turn to sympathize.
After all, he was full of hatred towards, Lin Yin'er who had taken away his blood and killed his father.
However, for Tang Chen, he was full of love for Posiden.
But now, he just watched his beloved throw herself into the arms to others, can he bear it?
He can't bear it.
If Xiao Wu was like this, he would have killed himself first if he didn't say anything after seeing that.
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JULY 5
MECHANICAL PENCIL DAY
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Mechanical pencils have so many uses in the workplace. People use pencils every day to calculate payroll, write letters, and complete their work. Students especially use them in schools to do their homework and get good grades.
While much of the world has moved towards digital format, mechanical pencils make writing and design easier than ever before. Mechanical Pencil Day celebrates the history of these pencils and encourages people to celebrate mechanical pencils and their many uses in our daily lives.
Pencils were created around the time that graphite deposits were being discovered in Europe during the early 16th century. The first primitive design of the pencil was invented in 1565 by Conrad Gesner, a naturalist, and bibliographer from Switzerland. These pencils were graphite sticks wrapped in string and later were designed with wood so it could be sharpened.
The first mechanical pencil that had tools to move the lead instead of manually sharpening the lead was patented in 1822 by Sampson Mordan and John Isaac Hawkins in Britain. From there, multiple companies began to begin mass producing mechanical pencils.
Mechanical pencils now operate by three types of methods; rachet-based, clutch-based, and screw-based. Today, mechanical pencils have different varieties of lead width and have multiple frames, including plastic, metal, and wood. These pencils are used for writing, but can also be used for art and design.
Due to the slick nature of the mechanical pencil, people now have the ability to create fine details and don't have to use a pencil sharper. Mechanical Pencil Day celebrates the history of mechanical pencils and how it is today used in workplaces and schools all over the world.
People celebrate the holiday by collecting antique mechanical pencils, reading up on the history of these pencils, and appreciating its uses in daily life.