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　　Mang Tian looked at his two disciples and did not transfer the teacher-student relationship as in the original book.

　　Although he was only a sixth-level blacksmith, he felt that he was qualified to sit in the same seat with Muchen just because of his status as the guide of Lin Xuan and Tang Wulin.

　　Mu Chen also looked at the two of them expectantly.

　　The disciple seeks the master, and the master also seeks the disciple.

　　For a forging master like him, it is also a rare thing to find a disciple who can inherit his mantle.

　　"Brother Xuan!"

　　Tang Wulin looked at Lin Xuan. He wanted to see what Lin Xuan thought. Lin Xuan nodded at him, then spoke respectfully to Mu Chen.

　　"Teacher! Lin Xuan is willing!"

　　As someone who grew up eating at many different houses, Lin Xuan naturally had no prejudice against family background. If his system was a system of apprenticeship, he would have no problem apprenticing to hundreds of masters.

　　"Me too!"

　　Tang Wulin also stepped forward to become his disciple.

　　"Okay, okay!"

　　Mu Chen laughed a few times and quickly stepped forward to help the two people up. His cultivation had basically reached the top at Soul Douluo, and there was no hope of becoming a Divine Craftsman in this lifetime, but having these two excellent disciples was enough.

　　Mu Chen looked at Lin Xuan and the other person in front of him with a dazed look in his eyes. He seemed to understand why his teacher was so happy when he accepted him and his senior brother.

　　Mang Tian on the side was also looking at the few people with a smile. In the forging world, usually only one person is passed down from generation to generation. He was already lucky that Muchen agreed to be the master of two people.

　　"Xiaoxuan, now you can already reach the first level of Qianduanforging, but at this stage, there are still some details to pay attention to. Wulin, you can also follow and see."

　　Mu Chen walked directly to the forging table and said to the two of them. Having just accepted the two of them, he naturally had to show off his skills.

　　"Watch carefully, in this case..."

　　A few minutes later, Muchen waved the forging hammer and began to demonstrate to the two of them.

　　…

　　A few months later, on the hillside behind Donghai College.

　　"cut!"

　　Lin Xuan's eyes flashed, and he swung the sword in his hand violently. A three-foot-long sword energy flew out from the sword.

　　"boom!"

　　With a flash of sword light, the camphor tree in front of him, which was as thick as a bowl, was cut in half and slowly fell to the ground.

　　"It still feels a little off..."

　　Lin Xuan carefully pondered the sword he had just used and realized that it seemed to be missing something.

　　Over the past two months, Lin Xuan's study career has also been on track. Every weekend, he goes to the Blacksmith Association to take on tasks and pay back his money, and once every two weeks, he goes to the Soul Ascension Platform to improve his soul.

　　As for where the money for the Ascension Platform came from? Of course, Lin Xuan borrowed it from Muchen, making full use of the role of his master.

　　Of course, Mu Chen also fully supports this kind of soul master training.

　　After all, the spiritual forging after the Thousand Forgings requires at least the third ring of cultivation. If Mu Chen was not afraid that Lin Xuan's foundation was not solid, he could have used the spiritual object to hit him directly.

　　In addition to forging, Lin Xuan spent most of his time on creating sword techniques.

　　In fact, with his foundation in swordsmanship, it would be easy for him to create an ordinary sword-type soul skill.

　　The problem is that he doesn't think highly of this rubbish sword technique, and this self-created soul skill that matches his own martial soul is the best choice.

　　What is Lin Xuan's martial soul? It's a grass!

　　This naturally reminded him of a unique martial art of the Immortal King level from a certain novel in his previous life - the Grass Sword Technique!

　　A blade of grass can cut down the sun, moon and stars!

　　But this peerless sword technique, even if it is a beggar's version, is not something he can create casually.

　　Over the past two months, he has only figured out a few sword moves, but they are still formless and lack soul, and there is always that little feeling missing.

　　"What's missing?"

　　Lin Xuan put the sword aside and lay down on the grass, letting the waves of the grass brush across his face and feeling the rhythm of the grass leaves.

　　A few dozen meters away, a girl with a ponytail was sitting on the trunk of a big banyan tree, swinging her legs. Her eyes were full of confusion as she looked at Lin Xuan who was lying on the ground in the distance.

　　"It has nothing to do with him?"

　　Gu Yue had been observing this annoying guy for several days. He was either eating or sleeping here. There was nothing special about him.

　　Could it be that there is another reason for me to come here?

　　"What an idiot! What are you gesticulating for?"

　　Gu Yue looked at Lin Xuan with disdain. This guy was always waving his sword around, looking stupid.

　　She jumped down from the tree and turned away. She had no interest in watching this idiot sleep.

　　At this time, a burly boy came over with a lunch box and passed by Gu Yue.

　　"Why is it her again? Weird! Could it be that Brother Xuan abandoned her after having an affair with her and came to her house?"

　　Wang Jinxi touched his head, his mind full of gossip, and muttered quietly. He seemed to have seen this person several times in the past two days.

　　Gu Yue's receding figure stiffened for a moment, then disappeared around the corner in the distance.

　　Carrying the lunch box, Wang Jinxi walked over to Lin Xuan and sat down.

　　"Brother Xuan! Today's dish is braised red scale fish."

　　Wang Jinxi handed the lunch box in his hand to Lin Xuan. In the past two months, he has become the lunch ambassador.

　　"Thank you, Lao Wang!"

　　Lin Xuan got up from the ground and opened the lunch box. A strong smell of fish wafted out, making people salivate.

　　"Brother Xuan, the promotion match between Class 5 and our class is about to start. Do you want to come and play?"

　　Wang Jinxi pulled a piece of grass from the ground and put it in his mouth, half lying on the hillside.

　　The breeze gently caressed his face, and from time to time thin blades of grass brushed past, giving him a tingling feeling, which was very comfortable.

　　No wonder Brother Xuan likes staying here so much.

　　Wang Jinxi secretly praised in his heart, and Lin Xuan on the other side glanced at him when he heard it.

　　"Is it our turn so soon? Don't you three have confidence in this battle?"

　　Lin Xuan asked Ye Yingluo for a long vacation for the past two months, so he doesn't know much about what's going on in the class.

　　In fact, as long as they pay attention to Tang Wulin's martial soul restraint on Wang Jinxi, the three of them will not necessarily lose.

　　"That's not the case. I just want to be more cautious. It would be embarrassing if something goes wrong."

　　"We've watched a few games played by the three people in Class 5. The three of them are just so-so, but the girl among them is a bit threatening."

　　Wang Jinxi shook his head. These three people were very strong in the first ring, but they were still not strong enough to face the three of them in the second ring.

　　However, the lesson learned from the last time when they were beaten up by Lin Xuan was still fresh in their minds, so they did not dare to speak carelessly, as there was still a chance of failure.

　　"Just check the time. I'll come when I'm free."

　　Lin Xuan said after a pause. After this promotion competition, Donghai College will establish Class Zero.

　　It is still very necessary to enter. Not to mention other things, the opportunity to ascend to the spirit platform once a week is equivalent to a monthly income of two million.

　　But even if you don't participate in this promotion game, it's easy to get into Class Zero. You can just get in directly, physically.

　　"Okay then! I'll be leaving first."

　　Wang Jinxi stood up and patted his butt, then suddenly thought of something and looked at Lin Xuan to remind him.

　　"There will be heavy rain this week. You should pay attention to your schedule and don't get soaked."

　　In order to practice sword skills, Lin Xuan sometimes did not even go back to the dormitory at night. He stayed here several times, saying that he was looking for inspiration under the starlight.

　　"knew!"

　　Lin Xuan waved his hand, lay back on the grass, and stared at the blue sky and white clouds in a daze.

　　Wang Jinxi shook his head helplessly, then turned and left. He knew that Lin Xuan definitely didn't listen.

　　But can you really learn any sword skills just by lying here and looking at the clouds and grass?

Chapter 31: Strong Winds Reveal Strong Grass (Recommendation Vote, More Updates!)

　　"Boom boom!"

　　Torrential rain swept across the city of the East China Sea. Violent thunder rumbled in the sky, and endless black clouds seemed like an army that was about to crush the sky.

　　"Old Tang! Can I really become stronger if I drink this?"

　　Tang Wulin looked at the mixed potion in the cup in front of him that had calmed down and said uncertainly.

　　The purple liquid in the cup was still bubbling, reminding him of the poison potion of the evil witch that Brother Xuan had told him about when he was a child.

　　"As long as you can hold on, there will be no problem. Extreme pain will also greatly improve your strength. At least it won't make you fall behind your peers."

　　A gentle male voice sounded from Tang Wulin's mind.

　　"Then can I be stronger than Brother Xuan?"

　　There was some hope in Tang Wulin's eyes.

　　Old Tang: ...

　　"I shouldn't be weaker than him."

　　Old Tang estimated the strength of the first layer of seal and then spoke.

　　Tang Wulin blinked his big eyes, and his originally firm confidence began to hesitate again.

　　Why does this seem unreliable?

　　"Hope it works!"

　　Thinking about his departed parents, Tang Wulin gritted his teeth and finally drank the purple potion in one gulp. He didn't have as good a talent as Lin Xuan, so he could only choose to give it a try.

　　The moment the potion went down his throat, a surge of heat suddenly surged out of his body, followed by an extreme cold. The alternation of hot and cold, and the tremendous pain overwhelmed Tang Wulin.

　　What Tang Wulin didn't notice was that at this moment, a golden trident mark lit up on his forehead, and then an illusory male figure appeared in the room.

　　"Hold on, Wulin. Dad will definitely be back soon."

　　Tang San looked at Tang Wulin, who was in extreme pain, with a gentle gaze and a hint of determination on his solemn face.

　　"boom!"

　　A loud thunder streaked across the sky.

　　"Is this guy an anomaly? Or did something unexpected happen to his father?"

　　Tang San walked to the windowsill, his eyes silently staring in the direction of East China Sea College, where a silver sword light shot up into the sky.

　　Ever since he woke up in Tang Wulin's body, he had more or less observed the people around Tang Wulin.

　　Only Lin Xuan was beyond his plan. Originally, the protagonist of this era should have been the Silver Dragon King.

　　In this era when soul beasts are dying out, the ecology of Douluo Star is almost on the verge of collapse.

　　This destiny naturally returned to the soul beast clan, which is one of the reasons why the Silver Dragon King awakened in this era.

　　Under his arrangement, father Tang Hao and mother A Yin have basically integrated into the plane origin of Douluo Star.

　　He even forcibly assigned the fate of the Son of Fortune to a human being from two hundred years ago, delaying it for two hundred years just to cooperate with his ten thousand year plan.

　　According to his arrangement, Tang Wulin, who has the blood of the Golden Dragon King, should take away half of the luck of the Silver Dragon King and then suppress the soul beast again.

　　Soul beasts cannot become gods. This is the promise made by their ancestor, the Dragon God. He, Tang, is also following the Dragon God's wishes when he speaks of this.

　　As for Tang Wulin being able to achieve true godhood through this, this was destiny! He, Tang San, was the one who obeyed destiny the most.

　　But now there is something wrong with this first step.

　　Whenever he wanted to deduce Lin Xuan, he would always be disturbed by a layer of fog, which was very much like the legendary anomaly.