Chapter 6: Tianhu start

Chapter 6 Tianhu Begins
Repetitive work can make people feel bored, just like a gorgeous article. You finally wrote a full one, and you knocked over the cup while you admired, and the tea stained the whole article. Although you clearly remember every word and sentence you wrote, it will still make you feel disgusted if you want to rewrite it, even if the article is as beautiful.
But Tang Luo's road to rebuild was different, and the speed at which he was flying in a mortal realm made people unable to stop at all.
In just fifty days, Tang Luo had cultivated to the mortal state again and gained the ability to look inside.
Sitting cross-legged in the futon in the room, the young man was a little nervous. After two months, he could finally see his dantian again.
Concentrate calmly, return your mind to your body, and the law of introspection unfolds.
The star core in the Dantian that was originally full of emptiness is still hanging there, and there is an additional number on the star core: 300.
"It was here." The teenager who finally saw his number was very satisfied, and continued his observation.
The appearance of the star core has not changed. In addition to the three hundred spiritual auras that have been cultivated recently, there is actually a small mini star core orbiting around the outer periphery of the big star core, like a small satellite.
"What's the connection between the extra small satellites and the star nuclei that appeared? Where did the aura of the big star nucleus go?" Restarting his inner vision, Tang Luo got answers to many questions.
"Big star cores can make small star cores by absorbing aura. The number of absorption is about three thousand."
"Aura will transform into a small star nucleus, whose function is unknown; it will also transform into a physical star nucleus, whose function is also unknown."
"And the number above the star core represents the amount of aura." Tang Luo was very sure after carefully counting the aura surrounding the big star core.
This can be interesting, if the number really represents the amount of aura of each person.
Tang Luo had many thoughts in his mind.
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Evening dining room
Since that day of communication, Xu Shuhui never mentioned the prohibition of Tang Luo from practicing martial arts, at the same time, in order to protect the self-esteem of the teenager. The parents at the dinner table never asked about Tang Luo's cultivation progress.
"It's better to be family." Tang Luo admired, taking care of his own mood in this way.
Although his parents didn't know the progress of his cultivation, Tang Luo knew the progress of his family.
Over the past two months, Townsend’s performance is still very stable. The number above his head has reached 30315.9, and it has grown steadily with a daily increase of 5.2.
If the estimate is correct, the aura of 3,000 or so represents the Transcendence Realm, and Tang Sen's aura is nearly ten times that of the Transcendence Realm, and his father is undoubtedly a warrior of the evil realm.
And the number of mother Xu Shuhui is interesting. When I first saw it, it was 6130.7. After nearly two months of cultivation, it reached 6165. If Tang Luo hadn't seen changes every day, she might have felt that her aptitude was only 0.5.
But the real reason was that my mother was not interested in cultivation, so she fished for three days and dried the net for two days. Often the number does not move for one or two days, and then increases by 2.2 a day. From this it can be seen that if a mother practices well, her achievements will definitely go beyond that.
After looking at the figures of many people, Tang Luo also had a clear positioning of his qualifications, as if he were a man.
To put it bluntly, it's just an ordinary person, dragging someone on the street, and the speed of cultivation is the same as your own. This is really hell.
Taking a bite of rice fiercely, Tang Luo rolled his eyes.
Turning anger into appetite, Tang Luo turned on the gluttonous mode, cracking. After killing five bowls of rice, the younger brother of watching admires again and again. Chubby Xiao Nuannuan was shocked.
After eating quickly, Tang Luo said to Townsend: "Father, I have something to tell you."
The gaze at the dining table was quickly attracted by the teenager, his mother put down his chopsticks, and the sound of his brother chewing became extremely soft.
"Huh?" Tang Sen used his eyes to indicate that he heard it, but he did not stop eating. There is action tonight, so he should eat more food.
"I want to join the clan martial arts hall."
Since he could see the spiritual energy cultivation of others, it would be a problem to build a car behind closed doors at home, and Tang Luo quickly established a plan.
The quiet dining room only left the sound of father swallowing food.
"Aren't you afraid of being pointed?" Townsend was a little hoarse, but his concern was still beyond words.
The martial hall is the core of the clan, and all matters related to the battle are carried out in the martial hall. The existence of martial arts is to cultivate and strengthen the family's military power.
There are several ways to train martial artists.
The first is to select some martial artists who are willing to take refuge in the Tang family from some small martial arts halls in Xiling or some wandering martial artists' arenas. Although these martial artists have immediate combat power, most of them rely on the clan because of their interests. Loyalty cannot be achieved. It is guaranteed that it only accounts for a small part of the martial arts
The biggest source of martial artists in the Tang family is still from a group of healthy orphans that the Tang family adopts every year. After a long period of cultivation, they are loyal to the Tang family and become martial artists in the clan. The best of them will join the Tang family and formally become a member of the Tang family.
The core of Wutang is composed of the children of the Tang clan, these clan warriors and their descendants.
Because martial arts also have the function of teaching martial arts, most of the children of the Tang family will enter the martial arts practice after the foundation is completed.
One is because in the atmosphere of the martial arts hall, you will not be alone when you practice together, and then you can get to know your own generation of brothers and build relationships. The most important thing is that the children of the Tang family need to win the following of several clan warriors, so that when they grow up and need to open a mansion, they will not have their eyes darkened and no one can use it.
And Tang Luo has been practicing alone since he was a child, and he is very self-disciplined. Therefore, the cultivation from foundation building to transformation is completed in the mansion. He who has never contacted the martial arts hall only meets his brothers and sisters at the festival. On the one hand, Tang Luo, who has an adult soul, can't play with those children, so he always leaves on his own.
Over time, most of the brothers and sisters of this generation have very poor senses of Tang Luo. They don't think that Tang Luo is not close to themselves and others because they don't have a common language. Obviously, I look down on the other brothers and sisters, and are proud of their talents.
This time, Tang Sen suddenly proposed to enter the martial arts hall, but Tang Sen felt that there was nothing wrong with it. After all, a good guy with three gangs, being able to be close relatives with the brothers in the clan, is always a good thing for Tang Luo's future.
But because of the impression that these children would make things difficult for Tang Luo, Tang Sen wanted to remind him.
"It shouldn't be a big problem." Tang Luo is also a little helpless. In fact, he has no opinion on the children of the same race. It's just that they don't have a common interest, why play together. I can only say that these children are too fragile.
"That's good, Xing'er's foundation building will be completed immediately, so let's go to Wutang together in two days." Tang Sen nodded and continued to eat.
"Oh, did you succeed in building the foundation? It's amazing." Tang Luo turned his head and looked at his younger brother with amazement. There is no way to cheat in the foundation building, which is the most intuitive manifestation of his aptitude.
It took Tang Luo five years to complete. His younger brother Tang Xing started at the age of six and completed it in a little over three years. This is really remarkable.
Tang Xing, who was originally praised, always smiled honestly, but he didn't know what happened. Since the last time he said he would protect Tang Luo, he would be very shy when he met this kid every night at dinner, and would not dare to look at him. Even complimenting him, he just lowered his head and kept grilling rice.
The three siblings left one after another after they finished their meals. Only the father Tang Sen was still eating, accompanied by his mother Xu Shuhui.
Tang Sen's bloodline of divine power is good everywhere, but the food is digested too fast, so he can only eat a lot of food every meal, otherwise it will be very helpless to be hungry for a while.
So he eats the longest and longest for each shield. As a result, the entire appetite of the Tang family was somewhat exaggerated.
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the next day
Clan Martial Hall
In this generation, because Tang Sen was the first martial hall, the family built Wu Tang next to the Tang Sen mansion, covering an area of ​​100 acres. There are martial arts hall, weapon room, Tibetan scripture room, mission building, smelting room, martial arts field, training room, classroom, dining room, dormitory, etc., and the scale is amazing.
The one who registered Tang Luo was an old acquaintance, but Tang Luo seemed to have seen it for the first time.
Tang Luo was also shocked when he saw Fu Bo, the manager. Who would have thought that the smiling manager who he had known since he was a child was also a fierce man.
The number on the top of his head reached 7,160, which is stronger than his mother Xu Shuhui.
Fu Bo is not only the steward of the Tang Mansion, but also one of the stewards of the clan martial arts hall, in charge of the martial arts hall and dormitory.
"Young Master, Young Master." Fu Bo greeted the two brothers with a smile. Although he was only in his early forties, he was kindly like an old man.
But Tang Luo, who seemed to know the butler again, couldn't greet him casually like before.
"Fu Bo, you are really hidden." Tang Luo gave the opponent a thumbs up, full of admiration.
These days, he has also seen face-to-face with many sect guards. Who could have imagined that so many warriors with armor knives are not as good as the housekeeper in front of him.
"The old servant doesn't quite understand what the young master is talking about." Fubo watched Tang Luo growing up, but in his impression, Tang Luo was a cultivating madman like his father, who rarely interacted with others. This sudden intimacy made him a little at a loss.
"Fu Bo, don't be like this. My father always wants us to treat you as a junior. It's not easy for you to claim that we go back." Tang Luo waved his hand quickly. He didn't understand before, but now he understands.
Fu Bo is clearly a very powerful transcendence, such a warrior will have been conscientiously helping his father with all kinds of chores and businesses in the mansion, and now he will serve as a martial arts manager to help his father share chores.
No wonder that such an old man always tells Tang Luo that Townsend should be as respectful as seeing Uncle Fu.
"Fu Bo, my brother and I just came to Wutang today, and we haven't got a house license yet." Tang Luo rolled his eyes and planned to ride around and make some PY transactions with the dear housekeeper.
"Hurry up and help us to see if there is a house close to the dining hall with a good view of the height, away from the noise, and a single family, and arrange for me and my brother to live together." Tang Luo raised his eyebrows to Fu Bo. The request, heard Changfu cold sweat.
This eldest young master was not at all the same as the master, Chang Fu leaned over and searched through hundreds of house cards, constantly matching in his mind.
"Don't be in a hurry, Fu Bo, take your time." Tang Luo smiled, and Tang Xing stood aside dumbfounded.
The nine-year-old child still doesn’t understand the importance of communicating with people, so after entering the door, he called Fu Bo and stood beside his brother, braving the eyes of a little star, as if he admired his brother who can talk and laugh with someone as old as Fu Bo. .
"Brother is really amazing!" After Tang Xing followed his brother out, he did not know how many times he exclaimed.
"A house with such demanding requirements actually exists." Tang Luo shook the house sign with the house number and admired himself somewhat.
On the first day of Wutang, Tianhu started.
(End of this chapter)