Tang San closed his eyes tightly, he could feel that every blue silver grass in the forest released a faint spiritual fluctuation, although each one was not strong, but the blue silver grass everywhere connected together, ford a very large spiritual magnetic field, and rged with the spiritual power released by Tang San.
Through them, the range that Tang San could sense suddenly increased exponentially. Every blue silver grass seed to beco Tang San's eyes and ears.
Tang San could barely use his ntal power to explore everything in the outside world before, but now, using the ntal magnetic field of the Blue Silver Grass, the area he could see could only be described as terrifying.
At this mont, suddenly, a voice without warning suddenly sounded in Tang San's heart, "King, great king, is it really you? You finally ca to . Thank God."
King?
Are you talking to ?
Tang San was shocked. He didn't understand why a voice appeared in his spiritual world.
Tang Hao, who was standing beside him at this mont, also showed a faint smile on his face. He pretended to be calm and said, "You should have felt it. Go ahead, I'll wait for you here. Sotis, you don't need to hunt to obtain spirit rings."
Although Tang San didn't understand what his father ant, he still stood up. What surprised him was that at this ti he didn't deliberately control his ntal power, but the strong ntal aura was still connected with him, constantly calling to him.
Stepping into the forest, Tang San suddenly felt that the threatening aura from the soul beasts in the forest had obviously weakened, as if the soul beasts hidden in the forest had suddenly made way for him.
With his father's affirmation, he no longer hesitated, jumped up, and moved quickly in the direction of the spiritual guidance.
And watched his son gradually walk into the forest.
Tang Hao looked at him for a long ti, until he could no longer see him, then he found a stone to sit down on, and began to wait silently.
This wait lasted more than half a month.
During this period, he could feel the soul power fluctuations of the entire forest were extrely active. Obviously, his son's blood awakening process was going smoothly. Next, all he could do was wait.
When Tang San walked out of the forest again, he felt his son's breath, and Tang Hao opened his eyes at the right ti, and saw Tang San's changed appearance. He imdiately trembled with excitent.
Tang San, who had awakened the Blue Silver Emperor's bloodline, undoubtedly looked very different from his ordinary appearance. He had changed from being short, ugly and poor to a handso guy. Now no one could recognize that this was Tang San.
The reason why Tang Hao was so excited was that Tang San looked very much like the Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin, which was of course a great stimulation to him.
Just when he was about to give her a bear hug.
"dad..."
Tang San's cry of "Dad" successfully woke him up from his fantasy and made him realize that his Ah Yin was no longer there.
So he sighed dejectedly, and looking at Tang San who walked to his side, Tang Hao murmured: "You know, your mother is beautiful. She is really beautiful. She is the most perfect woman in the world. Gentle, kind, and beautiful. All the words used to describe beauty seem to be created for her. Now you finally look a little like her. I seem to see her waving to again."
Looking at his father like this, Tang San couldn't help but be infected and fell silent.
The joy of awakening his bloodline also unconsciously faded a lot at this ti.
There was silence for a long ti.
In the end, Tang Hao ca back to his senses first. He looked at Tang San and said, "Release your spirit and let see it."
"good."
Tang San nodded. He stretched out his hand and released his spirit, the Blue Silver Grass. A small clump of Blue Silver Grass erged from the palm of his right hand. The crystal grass leaves did not have the barbs given by the ghost vine, and looked only slightly thicker than ordinary Blue Silver Grass. But the sapphire-like grass leaves looked so beautiful.
Especially the golden texture in it, which gives people an extrely special sense of beauty.
This is not blue silver grass, but the real Blue Silver Emperor.
If Blue Silver Grass is just a useless martial spirit, then the Blue Silver Emperor is an absolute top martial spirit!
Tang Hao looked at the Blue Silver Grass in Tang San's hand, which had changed greatly in appearance, nodded, and said: "Your Blue Silver Grass is now very different from the ordinary Blue Silver Grass in appearance, which is good. It ans that when you use your martial spirit in the future, the risk of exposure is reduced."
"From now on, you will announce to the public that your martial spirit is a mutated gold-patterned grass. Don't use the na Tang San anymore. You need an alias."
"Only in this way can you avoid exposing yourself to danger when you venture into the world of soul masters in the future."
After listening to his father's arrangent, Tang San knew that this was for his own good, so he naturally did not object. Instead, he began to think about what alias he should take.
Tang blue? Tang silver? Or Tang grass?
No, there is also a risk of exposing the surna.
So it's better to change your last na too...
After thinking for a long ti, Tang San also made a decision about his alias. He looked up at Tang Hao and said, "Dad, I've made up my mind. From now on, my alias will be Lan Wu."
The surna Lan Is naturally taken from the Lan in the blue silver grass.
Wu is to commorate Xiao Wu.
Although this na sounds like a woman's na, it is a pseudonym, and Tang San doesn't care about it. Anyway, there are more bizarre and uglier nas in this world. Besides, this is not his real na, so it's okay if it's weird.
"Lan Wu...? That's fine too."
Tang Hao nodded and gave him a aningful look, but didn't say much.
...
The other side.
Zhu Zhuqing was in crisis at this mont.
Because the killer sent by sister Zhu Zhuyun has arrived.
In a wild jungle.
"Second Miss, you really made wait so long to find you."
The speaker was a middle-aged man with scars all over his face. He had a sturdy build and had seven soul rings around his body, naly white, yellow, yellow, yellow, purple, black, and black.
Although the age of this soul ring is very poor, it can't hide the fact that the man is a soul saint. Even if this soul saint is probably the weakest among the soul saints, she is still an unmatched opponent at the mont. It's a life-and-death crisis!
"..."
Zhu Zhuqing looked cold, but her body was tense, maintaining a fighting posture at any ti. It was not because she did not want to escape, but mainly because at this mont, there was a soul master blocking her way in every direction around her.
In addition to the scarred middle-aged man, there were six Soul Emperors and seven Soul Kings. This lineup of strong n was more than enough to surround Zhu Zhuqing, a girl who was less than level 30 Soul Elder.
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