Douluo Dalu 3: Legend of the Dragon King Chapter 29: Enlightened Sublime

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Several feelings of weakness made Tang Wulin sit on the ground with his buttocks, and Mang Tian expertly found a piece of tape from oneself's arms and stuck it to his wrist, sealing the previous wound.

The expression of this Master Craftsman3760AGrandmaster Blacksmith is also a little weird at this moment, and the corners of his mouth are slightly affected.

Genius is still genius after all. It doesn't change because he doesn't have a hammer as Martial Soul. This comprehension is enough to make up for everything.

Thousand Refinements, a gulf that cannot be crossed in the eyes of many Blacksmiths, was completed by a child as young as nine years old. What an incredible thing!

Tang Ziran has rushed over to support his son.

Mang Tian was silent for a long time, then slowly said: "Genius, this is the work of genius. Wulin, you must remember everything you feel about today, for you, this is just the beginning. Shocking forging Get started. "

Unfortunately, Tang Wulin didn't hear Teacher(s) clearly. After five hours of forging, he was completely overdrawn and fell asleep in his father's arms.

When he woke up again, he was already in bed oneself.

It's already outside, Sunlight shines through the window in the room, and falls on the bed where Na'er Once slept.

Na'er is gone, but Tang Wulin did not let Parents remove this bed. In his subconscious, he always thought that Na'er would come back one day.

Although the arm is not painful, the whole body is still a little soft and the body is warm, so lying on the bed so lazily, there is an unspeakable feeling of comfort.

A faint smile appeared on his face, Thousand Refinements, should is done.

It feels like Thousand Refinements.

Although he passed the coma, he still clearly remembered that when the oneself was forged to the final stage, every hammer strike seemed to resonate with the Heavy Silver, which was a very strange Feeling, Heavy Silver seems to come alive, he breathes, Heavy Silver also breathes, each hammering and forging, it is like massaging it, it will send a comfortable mood. When this comfort climbed to Peak, Heavy Silver sublimated, and the quantitative change accumulated into qualitative change.

Although he doesn't know what happened later, he can still be sure that oneself succeeded.

I'm not a waste, at least in terms of forging, and my Blue Silver Grass is not the normal Blue Silver Grass.

Na'er, if you are still good, you will be happy with Elder Brother, right? Elder Brother will become stronger and stronger, and it can definitely protect you and never let anyone hurt you.

Na'er, come back soon, or, tell me where you are! Why did you leave without saying anything clearly? I miss you so much.

Na'er's sweet smile appeared in her mind. When her sounds|voices, which sounded like Hundred Spirit Birds, called Elder Brother, she always made him so satisfied.

I will find you in the future, I will.

Gradually, the warmth from his body made him fall asleep again and fell asleep.

When I woke up again, I was completely hungry, and the outside was dark again. Apparently, he has been sleeping for nearly a day and night since last night.

"Dad, mother!" Tang Wulin turning over sat up, the fatigue was completely gone, but his stomach was empty, and the feeling of hungry front and back made him feel that oneself could eat a cow.

"Son, you wake up!" The door opened and Lang Yue in just a moment rushed in.

Tang Wulin said proudly, "Mom, I can Thousand Refinements."

Lang Yue The eye circles are red. For her, those are not important. What is important is that the son is all right.

"Good son, is there anything uncomfortable on you?" Lang Yue asked softly.

Tang Wulin shook his head, "No! I'm just hungry. Mom, I'm so hungry. Is there anything to eat?"

"Yes, yes, my mother bought you fat chicken and stewed chicken soup. Just wait for you to drink. Your Teacher(s) said that you are a bit weak, and you need to eat something to digest when you wake up."

After a quarter of an hour.

Lang Yue and Tang Ziran are stunned and staring at their son who is still happy. What is the digestible thing for his son? It seems that as long as it is edible, it is digested by very good.

A whole fat chicken, plus a pot full of chicken soup, five steamed buns, two plates of greens, have all entered the belly of this nine-year-old kid. And he still looked like he wasn't exhausted, still eating sixth gimmicks.

"Go and make a few more dishes for your son." Tang Ziran swallowed a saliva, watching his son eat so fragrant, even he felt a little forefinger.

Lang Yue hastily stood up.

Tang Wulin is really too edible, especially after spending a lot of physical energy, eating for a full hour, can be regarded as long-satisfied.

"Son, won't you break it?" If it wasn't for Tang Ziran to prevent it, Lang Yue would not want Tang Wulin to continue eating. His meal volume clearly exceeds the category of normal people.

Tang Wulin said with satisfaction: "Mom's cooking is the best. It's so refreshing."

Tang Ziran pulled up his son's arm and looked at it. A strange color flashed in his eyes. Sure enough, the wrist cut by Mang Tian yesterday has completely healed, leaving only a slight red mark.

Tang Wulin only remembered this moment and asked, "Dad, was my Thousand Refinements successful yesterday?"

Tang Ziran smiled and nodded, "Yeah! Successful, very successful. You Teacher(s) praised you a lot, said that when you wake up, let you hurry up to find him."

Tang Wulin jumped down from the chair and said, "Then I'll go now."

Lang Yue frown said: "It's so late, go back tomorrow."

Tang Ziran stood up and said, "He just woke up, and he won't sleep anymore for a while. It's not too late. I'll take him over. Just go back."

Lang Yue glared at him, threatening his eyes: "If there is any problem with my son, I'll just ask you, and you will give me a sleeping room."

Tang Ziran touched his nose awkwardly, "It's not like my son."

The father and son went out and went straight to the Mang Tian studio.

"Teacher(s), I'm here!" Tang Wulin yelled as soon as he entered the door. He looked forward to seeing what the first Thousand Refinements works of oneself looked like. Completing the sense of accomplishment brought by Thousand Refinements made him feel a bit stunned during this time.

Mang Tian, wearing worn out work clothes, came out from the inside. He always had a cold face. When he saw Tang Wulin, he even smiled subconsciously, and his eyes were filled with satisfaction and even spoiled.

Nodded to Tang Ziran, and then said to Tang Wulin: "Follow me."

The Heavy Silver is still in the Forging Room of Tang Wulin. After Tang Wulin left with his father yesterday, Mang Tian did not take it away.

"Look, your masterpiece." Mang Tian pointed to Heavy Silver and said to Tang Wulin.