Tiandou Empire, some unknown town.

Wang Jian is sitting alone at a table in a humble teahouse, drinking tea, and then eavesdropping on other people's conversation with great interest.

Wang Jian did not return to the college immediately after he was promoted to the Holy Spirit.

Now the college is also developing steadily. Even if he left for ten days and a half months, he would not have any problems. He was not in a hurry to go back so soon, so he wandered in the Tiandou empire.

If there is no accident, he should go to farsno city to watch the match between his two teams.

And now he's in a place called notting.

After a short rest in the teahouse, Wang Jian inquired about the location of shenghun village and left notting city.

Holy Spirit village.

This is a small village with the same scale as Jon village, but compared with Jon village at the border, shenghun village is far away from the chaos of the border, which is much more peaceful and peaceful.

"Who are you looking for, young man?"

At the entrance of yon village, there is a tall and luxuriant tree standing at the roadside. You can see the existence of this tree no matter you go back and forth. Now it is late autumn, and the leaves of this tree have withered and become a piece of yellow and orange under the ground.

Under the tree, there are more than ten rough stone benches. When Wang Jian enters shenghun village, there is an old man sitting under the tree, leaning on a crutch, looking at the entrance of the village.

Wang Jian walked over with a smile and bowed to the old man.

"Boy Wang Jian, I happened to pass by Baodi."

"Just passing by?"

The old man looked at Wang Jian suspiciously, then shook his head and said: "our holy soul village is located in a remote place, but there is no road to pass by. Young man, don't cheat me."

"My Lord is wise."

PS: adults can also be used as honorifics for the elderly

Wang Jian was also surprised. He didn't expect that the old man had such a clear mind.

"Hey, boy, you don't think I'm old, but I'm sober."

Seeing the surprise in Wang Jian's eyes, the old man said with a smile.

Wang Jian smiles. They all say that the older people are, the calmer they are. But in fact, many old people seem to have the same personality as children, but they have to be more rational. This is probably the return to innocence in the legend.

After thinking about it, Wang Jian asked again, "my Lord, where is Tang Hao's family in the village?"

"Tang Hao? Are you looking for that guy Tang Hao? "

Hearing the name, the old man's face changed suddenly. It seemed that he remembered something bad. His turbid eyes looked up and down at Wang Jian, and then his tone became angry.

"What do you want with that guy? That guy has been away from the village for several years. He comes back from time to time. Even I haven't seen him for a long time! "

After that, the old man continued to murmur: "Tang Hao said he would leave without leaving a message. As a result, our village hasn't found a blacksmith yet. He even has to go to the next village to buy farm tools."

Wang Jian felt strange in his heart. He always felt that the old man suddenly gave him a slightly familiar feeling. He asked the old man, "haven't you asked your name yet?"

The old man glanced at Wang Jian and said, "I'm the head of this village. Please call me old Jack."

Old Jack?

Wang Jian was awed by the speech. It turned out that this man was so beautiful! Dare to reprimand the existence of Title Douluo as an ordinary person!

"Walk along the entrance of the village for 200 meters, then turn left, the first intersection you meet, and then turn right. The first house you see up is Tang Hao's house."

Later, old Jack gave the address of Tang Hao's family.

"Thank you very much."

According to old Jack's words, Wang Jian successfully finds Tang Hao's home. The yard is full of weeds. He looks into the room and finds that the decoration in the house is very simple, and a rusty iron felt can be seen in the side room.

Although he had some preparation for Tang Hao's life when he fell, Wang Jian could not help shaking his head when he saw this scene.

Then he stood in the middle of the courtyard and looked up into the mountains in the distance.

The next second, his figure disappeared in place.

There are many ravines and valleys between the continuous green mountains. A waterfall in the deep mountain falls down with the roaring of the cliff. The white water turns into a thin white fog and rises up, emitting a gorgeous light in the sun.

Wang Jian just fell on the lawn of the deep pool below the waterfall, and a strong wind hit him fiercely.

"Hum!"

It was a dark and dignified hammer. The terrible force burst out and compressed the air to form a buzzing sonata.

Circling hammer across the water, the edge of Li mang will pool water directly across a waterway, two pieces of water like thin paper general light floating to both sides of the past.

Wang Jian looks at the hammer that flies to him and picks his eyebrows, but without any action, he still stands in the same place.

The soul power in his body erupted, and a thick soul power shield suddenly rose around his body. The white soul power flow constructed a perfect and delicate eggshell.

"Buzz!"

The two bombard together, no roar, just like a perfect blend, full of flexibility.

The rising of the soul power shield rippled circle after circle. The part hit by the paint black hammer broke a hole, but soon the surrounding soul power was added to fill the broken hole.

The black hammer kept rolling after being bounced off by the soul shield, and then fell into a strong hand and was firmly caught.

"Long time no see!"

Wang Jian looked at Tang Hao, who was dignified and surprised, and said hello with a smile.

Tang Hao's slovenly face was dignified and surprised. Looking at Wang Jian standing by the river, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

"Why are you?"

"I happened to pass by shenghun village, so I had a fancy to see the place where Tang San grew up. You can also count it as a tour of Holy Land and punch in. Then... I find some strange things here."

Wang Jian's mouth is full of train running, and he doesn't care whether Tang Hao believes it or not.

"I didn't expect you to be here. What are you doing here?"

Tang Hao took a deep look at Wang Jian, and then Haotian hammer disappeared in his hands, but soon he was stunned, some wake up later, and looked at Wang Jian in surprise.

Just now, Wang Jian seemed to easily take down his Haotian hammer?!

Although he just shot in a hurry, he was also a title fighter.

A title Douluo with Haotian hammer, no matter how casual he is, it is not something that a small soul master can bear.

He looked closely at Wang Jian, and suddenly he was shocked. Some incredible whispers: "holy soul?"