radicalducati Chapter 133, Article 1 of the Mysterious Heavenly Treasure Record
Chapter 133, Article 1 of the Mysterious Heavenly Treasure Record
Chapter 133, First Article of the Mysterious Heavenly Treasure Record
A month later.
On the official road in the early morning.
A horse-drawn carriage was swaying and slowly moving forward.
In front of the carriage.
The elderly driver sat in the driver's seat.
He was relaxed and carefree, thinking to himself that this must be the most relaxed and profitable time he had ever solicited customers in his life.
The elderly driver had a smiling face, occasionally cracking his whip or pulling the reins.
Keep the carriage moving at a constant speed and try not to shake it, so as not to affect the young master's cultivation in the back carriage.
Inside the carriage at the back.
The young employer, dressed in black, sat cross-legged on the couch, cultivating with his eyes closed. A faint black and white halo emanated from his body, forming a perfectly balanced yin and yang symbol.
Black and white light spots were constantly being generated in the surrounding air and injected into the boy's body.
A carriage is ultimately just an ordinary carriage, and its bearing structure doesn't provide strong shock absorption.
Although the elderly driver tried his best to maintain a steady speed, the cart still swayed when encountering potholes.
However, no matter how the carriage swayed, the boy's body remained steady and unaffected, as if some invisible force was maintaining his perfect balance.
The boy in black was none other than Ye Qifeng.
The elderly driver turned his head and glanced back at the carriage, his face showing surprise and respect.
Unexpectedly, this young employer was actually a patrol officer of the Spirit Hall.
Along the way, he drove the carriage, pulling the young employer along, stopping and starting as needed.
In almost every city, town, or village they visited, the young employers would choose to stay for a while.
Then go to the local branch of the Spirit Hall to receive a task to preside over a Spirit Awakening Ceremony and awaken the Spirits of some commoner children.
The elderly rickshaw driver himself came from a humble background.
He was able to become a Great Soul Master entirely thanks to the Spirit Hall's consistent policy of providing free Spirit Awakening for ordinary people.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have the ability to travel between cities and earn gold coins.
For the patrol officers of the Spirit Hall.
The elderly rickshaw drivers are always treated with the utmost respect.
We have another half day.
We are about to arrive at our destination.
The elderly driver shook his head, a look of joy on his face.
He will soon receive the huge sum of money from this trip: five hundred gold soul coins.
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Holy Soul Village.
Early in the morning, Elder Jack of Holy Soul Village specially changed into a brand new set of clothes.
It makes him look more energetic.
A month later.
Old Jack arrived at Tang San's blacksmith shop once again.
He knew that Tang San liked to get up early, so he should have been up long ago.
As for Tang Hao, that slovenly drunkard, he's probably sleeping like a log.
Old Jack had absolutely no liking for him; in fact, he even felt some hatred towards him.
If it weren't for the need to create another Soul Master for Holy Soul Village, Old Jack really wouldn't want to be here.
In Old Jack's mind, Tang San was born with full soul power, and should have been exceptionally talented with a promising future.
Unfortunately, it was wasted by that good-for-nothing Tang Hao. Otherwise, how could Tang San have awakened such a useless martial soul as Blue Silver Grass?!
It's all Tang Hao's fault!
Therefore, in Old Jack's mind, Tang Hao's crime was compounded.
Regardless of whether Tang Hao was still asleep, Old Jack went straight into the blacksmith shop and shouted loudly:
"Little San, come out quickly, Grandpa Jack is here to pick you up for school!"
Hearing Old Jack's call, Tang San rushed out, a barely perceptible hint of displeasure flashing across his dark face. He whispered, trying to dissuade him:
"Grandpa Jack, keep your voice down. My father is still sleeping. Don't wake him."
Over the past month, his relationship with his father has improved considerably, and his father has also cheered up and is no longer so dejected.
Tang San still remembers it to this day.
One month ago.
After participating in the Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony.
He discovered that he actually had two martial souls.
One of his martial souls is a small, blue grass called Blue Silver Grass.
The other martial spirit is a completely black hammer whose name is unknown.
Adhering to the principle of absolutely upholding the general outline of the Xuan Tian Bao Lu, Tang San did not tell Su Yuntao, the patrolling deacon of the Spirit Hall who presided over his awakening ceremony.
He didn't even tell Old Jack, who had led him to the ceremony.
Because the first rule of the Tang Sect's Mysterious Heavenly Treasure Record states:
Never let someone you can't fully trust know your true capabilities!
In Tang San's eyes, both Su Yuntao and Old Jack were people who could not be trusted.
The only person he has ever trusted in his life, up to this point, is his father, Tang Hao.
So Tang San returned to the blacksmith shop, and only after Old Jack left did he show his father his Blue Silver Grass and Hammer Martial Soul.
Upon seeing Tang San's two martial souls, Tang Hao's disheveled old face was filled with shock, his eyes instantly turning red and tears streaming down his face.
A feeling of blood connection emanated from the hammer-shaped martial spirit, causing Tang Hao to instinctively embrace Tang San.
At this moment, Tang Hao finally truly regarded Tang San as his son.
It was from that time on that the two truly began to get along like father and son, and Tang Hao even passed on his Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique to Tang San.
Thinking of this, Tang San felt a sweet warmth in his heart, and he really enjoyed the feeling of warmth that fatherly love brought.
Hearing Old Jack's shouting, Tang San subconsciously touched his wrist.
There was a hidden dart inside.
It was a Tang Clan hidden weapon that he forged using a piece of iron essence given to him by his father, employing the techniques of the Chaotic Cloak Hammering Method.
Hidden arrows are a type of concealed weapon that can be used by ordinary people as long as they know how to use them.
Its power is considerable; when used covertly, it is almost impossible for ordinary people to escape its attacks without being aware of it.
Tang San shook his head, suppressing his thoughts.
To prevent old Jack from disturbing his beloved father's sleep, he stepped forward and pulled old Jack away from the blacksmith shop:
"Grandpa Jack, aren't you going to take me to Notting Junior Soul Master Academy? Let's go!"
Old Jack clearly didn't want to stay here any longer, and chuckled:
"Come on, Grandpa will take you to school now. Notting Academy is in Notting City, not far from our Holy Soul Village, only half a day's walk. Little San, you have to hang in there!"
"Grandpa Jack, I'm fine."
Tang San smiled slightly, a hint of arrogance showing on his dark face.
With his Xuan Tian Gong internal strength, half a day's journey was nothing to him.
Just after Tang San pulled Old Jack away into the distance.
The blacksmith's shop curtain was lifted, and Tang Hao's disheveled figure walked out.
He watched Tang San's figure from afar, his eyes flashing with an unfathomable light.
As for Old Jack, he didn't take him seriously at all.
Until Tang San's figure completely disappeared, Tang Hao murmured softly:
"With innate full soul power, and the twin martial souls of Blue Silver Emperor and Clear Sky Hammer, Xiao San, your talent is unparalleled. No one in this world can compare to you."
"Now, you are my hope. Whether I can take revenge on the Spirit Hall and destroy it depends on you."
"You must grow up quickly!"
After saying that, Tang Hao turned around and walked back into the blacksmith shop, intending to take a nap.
Suddenly he stopped, as if he had thought of something, and his brows furrowed abruptly:
"No, I can't hide in Holy Soul Village any longer. Xiao San is currently unable to protect himself. I can't let him die halfway through. I must protect him."
"However, the Spirit Hall has never stopped its pursuit of me, so I cannot reveal my whereabouts."
"I can protect him secretly, but I can't let the other man know I exist, lest he lose his sense of crisis and slack off in his studies and cultivation. Hmm, I can make a plan."
After thinking for a moment, Tang Hao went into the blacksmith shop and left a letter.
Then, with a flicker, he disappeared from the blacksmith's shop.
…………
I'm not feeling well today, I feel dizzy.
(End of this chapter)