er bind him, and he finally found his own path. 。He wants to be a space traveler, and even a guardian of space. 。The daggers were merely the key that led him into this world. His true martial soul was..."Please collect and recommend tickets. New books need everyone's care. Today's chapter is here! Seeing the Blue Silver Grass, do you guys have a special feeling Anyway, when I wrote this part, I felt very strange in my heart, as if I had returned to seven years ago, just when I first started writing Douluo. At that moment, tears welled up in my eyes."

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Not until he had walked out of the Hongshan Academy gates did Tang Wulin still feel a bit dazed.

As a new student at Hongshan Academy this year, his spirit awakening and the accompanying soul power led to his placement in the Soul Master class. In any elementary academy, the Soul Master class is undoubtedly a key class.

My head felt a bit swollen and my body was feverish, as if the immense power that had threatened to burst him open hadn't completely dissipated. Tang Wulin felt dizzy.

"Son, you're one in a million!" Tang Ziruan's gentle voice pulled Tang Wulin from his slumber.

He looked up at his father, meeting his father's gentle and doting gaze. "Dad, isn't the Blue Silver Grass a useless martial soul"

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Tang Ziran said seriously, “What’s wrong with a廢武魂 You have to know, having soul power is already one in a thousand, and being able to have soul power with a廢武魂 makes it one in ten thousand! Therefore, my son is unique. Did your father tell you about the story of Tang San, the founder of Tang Sect He had a Blue Silver Grass martial spirit…”

Tang Wulin's home was located in the civilian district of Aolan City. His father, Tang Zirang, was a mecha repairman who specialized in repairing simple soul guidance mecha parts. However, because his skills were average, he could only earn a meager wage to support his family.

Mother Lang Yue was a housewife who single-handedly raised Tang Wulin. She was skilled at cooking delicious meals.

A living room of about ten square meters, a small kitchen and bathroom, and two rooms each less than ten square meters. This is all there is to home.

"Son, you're back! Are you hungry Mom made you dinner." Lan Yue wasn't particularly beautiful, but she possessed a captivating charm. She crouched down and smiled as she hugged Wuliang.

"Mom, I'm not hungry. I'm a little sleepy. I want to go to sleep for a while first." Tang Wulin also hugged his mother's neck and quickly ran to his room.

Looking at his retreating figure, Lang Yue turned to her husband and let out a soft sigh, "This child, he's always wanted to be a soul master. But becoming a soul master isn't so easy! Let's comfort him more."

Tang Ziran walked to the square dining table in the living room and sat down. Lunch had a stir-fried vegetable, a braised pork rib, a cold dish, and a bowl of vegetable soup. Three dishes and one soup was already considered quite plentiful at Tang's house.

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"This child has a soul force companion, but I'd rather he didn't." Tang Ziran sighed.

Lang Yue sat down in surprise beside her husband, “How Does Wulin have soul power That means... he could really become a soul master”

Tang San smiled wryly: "It's not that easy, his Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass, only at the third level of soul power. To become a Soul Master is no small feat! And once he has soul power, he will be assigned to the Soul Master class. I'm afraid the pressure on him will be too great."

Lang Yue was stunned for a moment, but she quickly understood the meaning in her husband's words, "Then that Wulin..."

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Tang Ziyan said, “He seems to be quite disheartened. He didn't say much on the way back. However, our men will encounter setbacks during their growth. Let him be alone for a while.”

Lang Yue glanced worriedly at her son's room, letting out a sigh and serving her husband a bowl of rice. "Eat first, let's coax him more. Wulin has always been obedient, if he doesn't listen, we'll just transfer him to an ordinary class."

"Um."

What Tang Zi'ran and his wife didn't know was that Tang Wulin wasn't skipping lunch because he was discouraged; he was genuinely tired.

Back in his room, he had fallen face-first onto his bed and was fast asleep.

Before long, Tang Wulin's body began to wriggle on the bed. His skin flushed slightly, and if Tang Zirang and his wife were nearby, they would have noticed that his body temperature was rising at an alarming rate.

The flushed skin gradually became translucent, and the meridians beneath the skin faintly appeared, even revealing the flow of blood. At this time, his blood circulation speed was extremely fast, at least three times faster than normal.

The golden lines that had appeared in the awakening chamber were once again visible on his forehead. They still formed a grid pattern extending from the top of his head to his feet, then slowly rising upwards.

After this happened three times, the golden lines once again quietly disappeared within him. Tang Wulin's entire skeleton made a slight creaking sound. After a moment, everything returned to calm, and his body temperature gradually returned to normal. He slept even deeper.

In his dream, Tang Wulin arrived at a vast grassland covered in Blue Silver Grass. The sky was golden, as if an enormous creature had descended from it. He only managed to see what appeared to be a giant golden mouth before he was swallowed into a boundless golden world.

"Ah—" He let out a cry of surprise, sitting up abruptly. Tang Wulin only then felt the clammy sweat all over his body, unbearably sticky.

His humble family background made him more mature than his peers. Instead of disturbing his parents, he took off his clothes and ran to the bathroom to wash himself thoroughly. He was surprised to find that although his body was sweaty, there was a faint fragrance on it. However, after taking a bath, this fragrance disappeared.

"Hey, where's Linlin" Just then, Lang Yue's voice rang out from outside.

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"Mom, I'm here, I'm taking a shower." Tang Wulin ran out of the bathroom only wearing his underwear.

Lang Yue scolded with a smile, "Go put on your clothes quickly, don't catch a cold." She pinched her son's rosy cheek and pushed him into the room.

Closing the door to her room, Lang Yue mumbled to herself, "The little one's skin seems softer and more elastic. Mom might even be jealous."

Tang Wulin changed his clothes and realized that it was already dark outside. He had actually slept for an afternoon.

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Tang Ziran is on leave today, so he's been at home. He beckoned to Tang Wulin, "Come here, son."

Tang Wulin sat down beside his father. Tang Ziran was just about to ask him something when he heard Tang Wulin's stomach growl, and both he and Lan Yue burst into laughter.

Tang Wulin smiled cheekily and said, "Mom, can I eat it now I'm so hungry."

"Eat." Lang Yue ladled a bowl of rice for him, then glared at her husband. She motioned for him to finish his meal before...

When Tang Wulin raised his rice bowl for the fourth time, both Tang Ziran and Lan Yue’s faces were filled with astonishment. Even if he hadn't eaten at noon, there was no way he should be eating this much!

"Mom, it's delicious, I want more..."e been admitted to the prestigious Slytherin Academy, you must have accomplished quite a lot. 。Unfortunately, Dad doesn't have time to hear your story. 。After we are gone, tell us stories at our grave...