Chapter 3: Twin Martial Souls, Forge Weapons

"Old Jack!"

After the awakening of the spirit, Su Yuntao packed up his belongings and walked out of the spirit hall.

Seeing Su Yuntao come out, the village chief asked nervously, "Master, how is it? Will there be any children in our village who can become spirit masters this year?"

"Your village is lucky this year, you have two children, one is innately full of soul power, but unfortunately the martial spirit is a waste martial soul Blue Silver Grass, but as long as you get a spirit ring, you can become a spirit master; the other is a third-level innate spirit power. , Wuhun is a black tiger, and his future achievements will not be lower than mine." Su Yuntao said.

"Very good, our village finally has a spirit master again." The village chief Jack was very excited when he heard this.

"Okay, I'll go first, and I have to go to the next village to help awaken the martial spirit." Su Yuntao said.

Su Yuntao left, but Tang San still had many doubts in his heart, so he could only ask old Jack, "Grandpa Jack, what is a spirit ring, and how can I get it?"

Village Chief Jack remained in joy and replied, "I don't know what a spirit ring is either. If you want to obtain a spirit ring, you must hunt soul beasts, but hunting soul beasts is a very dangerous thing."

"Xiao Feng, Xiao San, aren't the two of you the two children that Master Su Yuntao said?" Jack asked. Except for Chen Feng and Tang San, the other children had already left.

"Well, my martial spirit is Blue Silver Grass, innately full of spirit power." Tang San said.

"My martial spirit is a black tiger, with innate third-level spirit power." Chen Feng said.

"The two of you are the pride of our village. If Little San's Martial Spirit is better, maybe our village can really produce another Spirit Saint." Old Jack sighed.

"Tell grandpa, are you willing to go to a special school to learn the cultivation method of soul masters?"

Tang San was very interested in Wuhun, because it was related to his own breakthrough in Xuan Tian Gong, but thinking of his father, he didn't give a direct answer: "Grandpa Jack, I have to go home and ask my father."

"Xiaofeng, what about you?" Jack asked.

"Grandpa Jack, isn't there only one place for working students in our village?" Chen Feng said.

"You don't have to worry about this. I have a good relationship with the village chiefs of the surrounding villages. I will borrow a quota from them." Jack said.

"I'm willing to go." Chen Feng said.

Only by getting in touch with more Spirit Masters, can he reveal more attributes, Tang San alone would reveal too few attributes.

"Well, there are still three months before the start of school, so prepare yourself." Jack said.

"En." Chen Feng nodded.

"Little San, grandpa will take you home and tell your dad about it." Jack said.

Chen Feng returned home, and after closing the doors and windows, he couldn't wait to open his left hand, wanting to see what the spirit of his left hand was.

When he was in the Spirit Hall, he felt that there was a spirit in his left hand.

A pitch-black long stick appeared on his left hand. This was his second martial spirit, called the Black Iron Stick.

"Other people's awakened twin spirits are top-level spirits, while my two spirits are very ordinary spirits." Chen Feng sighed.

System, twin martial souls, this is a proper protagonist standard.

The only flaw is that the two spirits are ordinary spirits, not innately full of spirit power, but only at the third level.

"Ordinary martial spirits are ordinary martial spirits. Anyway, I have a system. As long as you give me time, there is no problem in cultivating to the title Douluo, but it is impossible to achieve the same level of invincibility." Chen Feng thought.

The quality of Martial Spirit is not only related to the height that can be reached in the future, but also affects the combat effectiveness. Chen Feng can rely on the system to improve his strength. There is no need to worry about the future height, but the combat effectiveness cannot make up for it.

If the two are similar in other aspects, one is a top-level martial arts spirit, and the other is an ordinary martial arts spirit, and the person with the top-level martial arts can crush the person with the ordinary martial arts.

After studying his two martial spirits carefully, in the afternoon, Chen Feng took out three silver spirit coins and five copper spirit coins from a crock pot. These were all his savings.

Putting them in his pockets, Chen Feng walked towards Tang San's house.

Tang San's family was the only blacksmith shop in the village, and the farm tools they made were cheap and easy to use.

When Chen Feng came to the door of Tang San's house, he heard the sound of iron hammering.

"Little San, are you at home?" Chen Feng did not rush in, but shouted loudly outside the door.

Soon Tang San walked out of the room with a few patches of black ashes on his face, and said, "Brother Feng, I have something to do right now, so I can't accept your challenge."

"I didn't come to challenge you, but to find Uncle Hao. Is Uncle Hao at home?" Chen Feng said.

Tang San was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted again, saying: "My dad is at home, come in with me."

Tang Hao usually sleeps in the morning and works in the afternoon. Chen Feng just knows Tang Hao's habit, so he will come here in the afternoon, otherwise he will have to run for nothing.

Entering the room, Chen Feng saw Tang Hao. This was not the first time Chen Feng saw Tang Hao.

He looks like he is in his fifties and has a very tall stature, but his outfit is too flattering.

He was wearing a worn-out robe with a lot of holes already on it, and he hadn't patched it up, revealing the bronzed skin underneath. He looked sleepy, his hair was messy like a bird's nest, and his beard had not been trimmed for a long time.

"Boy Feng, what are you doing here with me?" Tang Hao said, he heard clearly what Tang San and Chen Feng said at the door just now.

"Uncle Hao, I want to ask you to help me build a weapon." Chen Feng said.

"Oh? What kind of weapon do you want to build?" Tang Hao heard that, a little surprised, a six-year-old child came to him to build a weapon.

"I want to build an iron rod that is 1.8 meters long and weighs 108 pounds." Chen Feng said.

His second martial spirit is a black iron rod, which cannot be easily shown to others, so he simply hits an iron rod as a weapon, so that he will be able to train his second martial soul faster in the future.

"One hundred and eight pounds, can you afford it?" Tang Hao said.

"Training a little bit, it shouldn't be a problem, but I only have three silver soul coins and five copper soul coins now. I will definitely pay back the difference as soon as possible." Chen Feng took out the soul coins in his pocket.

The volume of the iron rod is only that big. If it wants to reach 108, the density must be large, and the iron needs to be tempered repeatedly. The price is definitely not cheap.

"This forging hammer is exactly one hundred and eighty days. If you can pick it up with one hand and smash it three times, I will make it for you for free." Tang Hao said.

"A word is settled." Chen Feng heard the words, and there was a flash of confidence in his eyes.

He walked to the forging table and grabbed the forging hammer with his right hand. With his current physical fitness, it was not difficult to pick up a 108-pound thing.

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Chen Feng brandished his forging hammer and smashed it seven or eight times.

However, he still overestimated himself a bit. It was not difficult to pick up the 108 forging hammer, but the force of the shock that hit the forging table made his arm go numb.

"Innate divine power, are all the children of today so good?" Tang Hao sighed in his heart.

Tang San could pick up a forging hammer to forge, and now Chen Feng could too, knowing that they were only six years old.

"Uncle Hao, have I passed the border?" Chen Feng asked.

"Well, you will pick it up in three days." Tang Hao nodded.