spiritual master?

' Will my spirit be similar to Xiao San's or will it be different? Hammer Clear Sky or Blue Silver Grass? Could I have both? Maybe some mutation?' - Walking I let my thoughts wander through my head.

Without realizing it, I came to a small shop where an old woman was selling bread and other food. I had some bronze coins in my pocket, so I took the opportunity to have my coffee as I couldn't eat at home.

I do not understand, not even living with my father, I do not understand how he, a proud douluo may fall at that point. Needing to be taken care of by two younger children.

Yes, I know he suffered from the loss of our mother and also has serious injuries to his body; but, that's no reason to fall like that! He could be planning a revenge, training Xiao San and me since childhood, or even going back to the clear sky clan…

But no, he chose to hide in a village isolated from the world to drown his sorrows in alcohol and hide from the spiritual Hall!

…

Coming out of the feeding tent, Tang lin returned to his home. Right now, his father shouldn't be there, as he goes out every afternoon to see the little plant his wife left behind and usually only comes back at night.

"Xiao San! Xiao San!" - Tang lin called when he arrived at his house, but he didn't hear any answer. It looked like Xiao San had left right after Tang Hao.

'Where could he have gone?'

Even after going through the rooms of the house, I didn't find him, so as there was no one at home, I decided to continue my practice with the internal skill.

My dantian was almost full of energy, but I could feel it was in a gaseous state. And I knew that when it was completely full, it would be time for me to start turning it into a liquid, and then into a paste. 

When gas transformed and became completely liquid, my body would be washed and refurbished from the inside out. Then my body would be much stronger than before. But still I do not think I could use the internal energy to attack.

….

Following day…

I woke up earlier than Tang San and my father. Today was my day to make breakfast! So I should wake up before them two. Soon after, Xiao San also woke up and went to practice his techniques.

While the rice was still on the fire, I sat in the middle of the kitchen and started practicing. Even though it wasn't as good as up there on the mountain, it was still something.

In a few minutes very fine Qi started to enter my pores again, then even smaller Qi started to accumulate in my mouth… Twenty minutes later, I spat again into the same vial as yesterday. The bottle was almost completely full, and would soon need to be replaced with a new one.

While I was sitting, my father came out of his room. 

"Xiao lin, where is your brother?" - He asked as he sat in his usual seat with your liter of alcohol.

But this time I could see a different expression on your face, like apprehension or hesitation?

But I still responded naturally. Now he was my father, so I should at least show a thousandth of respect...

"He left for his daily training, we both want to get stronger in the future so it would be good to start early. Too bad we don't have a person who can give us better tips…". - I said as I approached the stove and removed the rice cooker.

when i finished the last sentence , I noticed a slight tremor in his body. Looks like he still feels guilty.

"Brother, father, I'm home!" - Tang San arrived just in time to relieve  the atmosphere.

"Oh Xiao San the food is ready, help yourself!" - I said as I took the apron off the body.

Tang San nodded and took a plate for himself and another for his father before serving. I ate this time too, even though it wasn't the same as my brother's...it was still edible!

"Knock, Knock, Knock !"

When we were almost finished eating, a noise was heard at the front door…

"Let me see!" - I said as I pushed my plate aside and got up from my chair.

Opening the door, I was faced with old Jack's old face and white hair!

"Xiao lin, I came to get you and your brother to awaken your martial souls!" Old Jack said, his voice trembling with anxiety.

I nodded, before speaking politely .

"Old Jack, my brother and I are still eating, can you wait another minute or two?" - I asked when I saw that Xiao San was already finishing his food.

Old Jack blushed when he learned that he had interrupted the family meal. But he still responded with a smile. 

"Don't worry, you can eat calmly... The master hasn't arrived yet!" - He then found a place to sit by the door.

When I saw this, I could barely contain my laughter. So like an educated, boy that I am I asked.

"Old Jack, don't you want to come in and eat with us? Or just have a glass of water?"

But he just shook his head in denial... 

I then went back to eat. 

Two minutes later. Under our father's apprehensive gaze. We went out with the old Jack. On the way, several children were called to follow us.

"Pft!!" - Tang San covered his mouth when he saw the purple and bruised faces of some of the boys in the group.

Four of them had panda eyes, and two were missing front teeth. This even made the other children laugh mockingly at them.

But since they couldn't help it, they just looked at me fearfully before cringing in the middle of their group.

…

Walking through the village we arrived at a huge residence. Of the entire village, this was probably the largest and most cared for residence.

While I was looking curiously. A 25/27 year old took a big leap through a house before appearing in front of us with a haughty look on his face.

Seeing him, old Jack took a few steps forward before making a short bow of respect. 

"Good morning, spiritual master! We will count on you again for a chance to awaken a good martial soul among these children!"

But the young man totally disregarded old Jack's words and spoke without any expression. 

"Don't waste my time, you said the same thing in years past!"

Old Jack heard this and was embarrassed, so he took a few steps and stood behind the children.

Then, the young man started to examine the children before turning to the huge gate at the back…

Making some seals with his hands, a purple and yellow energy shot from his fingers towards the gate. As soon as the energy touched him, several patterns formed in the gate that opened with a loud bang.

The Youth then entered the room followed by the children who were present. Old Jack found a place to lean back and wait for the news...

.. 

Inside the hall, several pillars, symbols and red flags from the spiritual hall were present. The naturally curious children began to explore every corner of the place as the young man walked to the altar…

When he got there, he said:

"Children, form a line!"

When almost everyone was in their proper places, a panda-eyed boy smirked as he ran after Tang San with the intention of pushing him away.

And as I expected this; with a step back, I kicked the boy's heel against his other leg causing him to fall face down in front of the spiritual master