"Oh." Spirit ring, spirit beast, these two brand-new names kept echoing in Tang San's heart. Although he wasn't sure whether his guess was correct, Xuan Tian Gong had never been able to break through the bottleneck, and this spirit ring was obviously a breakthrough.
At this point, Jack had recovered his senses, looked down at Tang San, and said in surprise, "Little San, you're not the kid with innate soul power and martial soul Blue Silver Grass that Grandmaster said."
Tang San nodded and said, "It's me."
Old Jack squatted down and looked at Tang San face to face, "Little San, I didn't expect your talent to be so outstanding, but unfortunately, you have such a father, and you don't have a good martial spirit to pass on to you. Otherwise, maybe you really are Can you become the second soul sage in our village. Tell your grandfather if you are willing to go to a special school to learn the cultivation methods of soul masters. Only there can you have the most accurate knowledge about martial arts."
Tang San had already developed a strong interest in martial arts at this time, especially since it was related to his own Xuantian Gong, but he still didn't have a direct answer, "Grandpa Jack, I have to ask my father about it."
Jack suddenly came to his senses, yes, no matter how sensible a child is, he is still a child after all. No matter what, he has to ask Tang Hao's opinion.
There was a certain determination in his eyes, although he really didn't want to see that sloppy ghost, but in order to have another soul master in the village, he didn't care too much.
"Let's go, Little San, Grandpa will take you home." Old Jack sneaked back to the other children and let their parents take them away, then took Tang San back to the blacksmith shop.
In the morning, it was Tang Hao's routine bedtime, and the blacksmith shop was quiet.
"Tang Hao, Tang Hao." Old Jack didn't care whether Tang Hao was sleeping or not, he really hated this sloppy blacksmith. If it weren't for the cheap farm tools he forged, he would have long wanted to kick Tang Hao out of the village.
While calling Tang Hao, Old Jack's eyes swept around, he wanted to find a chair to sit down, but looking at the tattered things, he really didn't have the courage to pull one over. He is not too young, and he doesn't want to break a muscle here.
"Who's yelling?" Tang Hao sounded a little angry, and the door curtain was opened, and he walked out slowly.
He saw his son first, and then turned his attention to Jack, "Old Jack, what are you doing?"
Jack said angrily: "Today is the day when your son's martial soul awakens. Don't you know how important it is? Everyone else's family is accompanied by his parents, but when you arrive, you are still the same."
As if he didn't hear Jack's sarcasm, Tang Hao looked at his son again, "Little San, your martial spirit has awakened? What is it?"
Tang San said: "Dad, it's Blue Silver Grass."
"Blue Silver Grass?" For some reason, Tang Hao, who has always been not interested in any foreign objects, suddenly trembled when he heard these three words, and there was a special light in his eyes.
Only Tang San noticed the change in Tang Hao's expression. Old Jack naturally didn't care what a sloppy blacksmith's expression looked like, and said directly: "Although it is blue silver grass, Xiao San is full of soul power. Tang Hao, I have decided, this year The place for the working student in the village will be given to the junior third. Let him study at the Junior Spirit Master Academy of Notting City. The road fee is covered by the village."
"Blue silver grass, blue silver grass." Tang Hao muttered a few words, raised his head sharply, his eyes showed a firm light that Tang San had never seen before, and said solemnly: "No."
"What did you say? I heard it right." Jack plucked out his ears and looked at Tang Hao in surprise, "You should know how precious this opportunity is, even if our Holy Soul Village once produced a Soul Saint, There is only one quota a year, and other villages, even two or three villages, can share one quota, do you know? This is a good opportunity.
Tang Hao gave Jack a cold look, "What's the use of being a master? All I know is that if he leaves, no one will cook for me. Blue Silver Grass, do you think Blue Silver Grass martial arts can be cultivated? What? It's just a waste of martial arts."
Old Jack said angrily, "But he is born full of soul power. As long as he can get a soul ring, even if it is the lowest quality one, he can immediately become a soul master. Soul master, you know? In our village It has been many years without a soul master."
Tang Hao said indifferently: "This is your real purpose. If you say no, you can't. You can go."
"Tang-Hao-." The anger in Old Jack's chest was burning to the limit.
Tang Hao still looked lazy, "Don't be so loud, I'm not deaf. I said, you can go."
"Grandpa Jack, don't be angry. I still don't want to learn the abilities of a soul master. Dad is right, Blue Silver Grass is just a waste of martial arts, thank you for your kindness."
Although Jack hated Tang Hao very much, he liked the sensible Tang San very much. His anger gradually calmed down and he sighed, "Good boy, grandpa is not angry. Alright, grandpa is leaving." After speaking, he turned and walked outside. go.
Tang San hurriedly sent them off. Dad can ignore it, but Jack is the village head and treats him very well. He will never be less polite.
Jack stopped at the door of the blacksmith shop, turned to look at Tang Hao, and said earnestly: "Tang Hao, your life is over like this, but Xiaosan is still young, don't you think you should give him a way to make a living? Don't delay him, become a soul master, at least he won't be as low as you in the future. If you change your mind, come to me. There are still three months before the registration period for this year's Noording Soul Master Junior Academy. "
Tang San sent Old Jack away, and he felt somewhat disappointed. After all, what Su Yuntao said about the spirit ring might have something to do with his Xuan Tian Gong breakthrough. But he didn't show it, and he believed that there were still opportunities.
Slowly walking back to the blacksmith shop, Tang Hao surprisingly did not go back to his room to continue sleeping, but sat on a chair and closed his eyes.
"Dad, go back to your room and sleep for a while, I'm going to prepare lunch."
Tang Hao still closed his eyes and said lightly, "Aren't you disappointed too? Do you want to become a soul master too?"
Tang San was stunned for a moment, "It's alright, Dad, it's good to be a blacksmith, you can support us as well. Didn't you promise me that you would teach me to make farm tools?"
Tang Hao slowly opened his eyes. From his eyes, Tang San saw the excitement. Before he knew it, Tang Hao's right fist was already clenched, and an extremely cold aura appeared on his old face, "Soul Master? What is the use of a soul master? Not to mention that it is just a waste spirit, even if it is the most powerful spirit, what is the use of the most powerful soul master? But it is still a waste."
Tang Hao's emotions were very excited, his body was shaking, and vaguely, Tang San saw something crystal clear in his father's eyes.
Running over, Tang San clenched Tang Hao's fist, "Dad, don't be angry, I don't want to be a soul master. I'll always be with you and cook for you."
Taking a deep breath, Tang Hao's excitement came and went quickly, and said lightly, "Release your martial spirit and show me."
"Okay." Tang San nodded, raised his right hand, the Xuan Tian Gong in his body was quietly activated, he felt the special heat flow merged with the Xuan Tian Gong in his consciousness, a faint blue light appeared in his palm, and instantly In the meantime, a blue Yingying grass has appeared.
Staring blankly at the Blue Silver Grass in Tang San's hands, Tang Hao lost his mind for a while, and it took a long time for him to gradually recover, the light in his eyes flickered, and he murmured: "Blue Silver Grass, it really is Blue Silver Grass, just like hers. "
Suddenly, Tang Hao stood up abruptly, turned around and walked towards the inside, the sudden movement almost made Tang San in front of him fall, and the blue silver grass spirit in his hand disappeared on his own.
"dad."
Tang Hao waved his hand impatiently, "Don't disturb me." After speaking, he opened the curtain and entered the room.
"But, I still have a martial spirit." Tang San still said that he was different after the awakening of his martial spirit today. This was the question he didn't ask Su Yuntao and Jack, after all, those were just outsiders.
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[Tangmen Xuantian Treasure Records General Outline, the first rule: Never let people who can't fully trust you know how much your true strength is.]…
Xuantian Baolu Tang San has long been familiar with it, and he absolutely insists on implementing the general guideline.
The door curtain was thrown open, and Tang Hao appeared outside again. At this time, his face was full of shock. It could be seen that his eyes were red, and he seemed to be in tears just now.
Tang San didn't open his mouth, but slowly raised his left hand like he raised his right hand before, this time, it was no longer blue light, a faint black light gushed out from his palm, the brilliance instantly condensed, a strange something appeared in his palm.
It was a black hammer, the handle was about half a foot long, and the hammer head was a cylinder. It looked like a scaled down version of a casting hammer. However, on the black surface of the hammer, there was a special The light, on the cylindrical hammer head, is coiled with a faint pattern.
For some reason, when this hammer appeared in Tang San's hands, the air in the entire room seemed a little depressed, and Tang San seemed unable to bear the weight of that small hammer, so he could only hold him, his arm slowly drooping. His face had turned a little pale.
Unlike the Blue Silver Grass, which almost didn't need to consume Mysterious Heaven Art, this little black hammer absorbed almost all of Tang San's inner strength as soon as it appeared. He could only barely control his grip on the hammer handle. Although this hammer looks small, in fact, it weighs far more than a casting hammer.
"This, this is..." Tang Hao came to Tang San in almost a single step, grabbed his hand holding the hammer and brought it to him. Tang Hao's hand was very strong, at least now Tang San no longer felt that The hammer is putting so much load on his arm.
When Tang Hao's hand held his, a warm blood connection made Tang San feel extremely comfortable, "Dad, what's wrong?"
Looking at the little black hammer, the excited light that disappeared before reappeared in Tang Hao's eyes, "Twin spirits. It turned out to be twin spirits. Son, my son."
Suddenly, Tang Hao opened his powerful arms and hugged Tang San tightly into his embrace.
Tang Hao's chest is very broad, perhaps because he has been a blacksmith for a long time. Although he looks lazy on the surface, the muscles on his body have not diminished due to the years, and his embrace is very warm. That sense of security that fatherly loves can't be replaced by anything else.
"Dad." Tang San was a little stunned. In his memory, this seemed to be the first time Tang Hao hugged him like this.
The small iron hammer in his hand seemed to be getting heavier and heavier. Although Tang San liked the warmth brought by this kind of fatherly love, he still didn't want the iron hammer to let go and hit his father.
"Dad, I can't hold on anymore." Tang San couldn't help saying.
Tang Hao let go of his arms, "Take it back."
The black light dissipated and the weight disappeared. Tang San felt very strange. It was obviously a hammer formed by a special force in his Xuan Tian Gong mixture, but why couldn't he hold it? What surprised him even more was that after summoning the little hammer, his internal strength was consumed by seventy-eighty-eight.
Tang San has never seen his father's face so splendid before, all kinds of complex emotions kept appearing on Tang Hao's face, after a long time, he slowly said a word, "Remember, in your future, you must use your left hand. protect the grass in your right hand. Always."
Tang San nodded inexplicably. Tang Hao stood up and went back into the room without looking back.
While making lunch, Tang San pondered the world of martial spirits he was in contact with today. It seemed that twin spirits should rarely exist in this world, otherwise, his father wouldn't be so surprised. It seemed that his hammer spirit seemed to have touched him a lot.
For him, the more important thing is the relationship between the martial spirit and Xuantian Art. If that spirit ring is the key to his Xuantian Art's inability to break through, then, no matter what, he must find a way to get a spirit ring and test it.
During lunch, Tang Hao seemed very silent, and even his appetite seemed to be much less than before, his eyes fell on Tang San from time to time, as if hesitating about something.
After lunch, Tang San was habitually preparing to clean up the dishes, but was stopped by Tang Hao.
"Let's clean up later. Little San, let me ask you, do you want to become a soul master?"
Tang San was stunned for a moment, then looked at Tang Hao. He didn't want to deceive his father. After hesitating for a moment, he still nodded.
Tang Hao sighed, his face looked a little older, "You still have to choose this path after all." He just said these words and went back to his room.
Tang San found that when Tang Hao sighed, there was disappointment in his emotions, but more of a relieved expression. He understood that in his father's heart, there seemed to be many things hidden.
After cleaning up the tableware, Tang San returned to his room to continue his work, the clanging sound of the hammer colliding with the iron block sounded rhythmically. Although he didn't know when he would be able to forge this piece of pig iron to the fist size that Tang Hao required, this method of casting had a lot of benefits for improving his use of Xuan Tian Gong, and it also had a good effect on physical exercise. Tang San had already begun to try to swing the hammer with as little Xuan Tian Gong's internal strength as possible, so that he could sustain a longer period of time with each continuous swing.
When the pounding in the afternoon reached more than 300 times, and it felt like the piece of pig iron had removed some impurities, the door curtain was lifted and Tang Hao walked in. He didn't seem to be building farm tools this afternoon, at least Tang San didn't hear the familiar beating sound.
"Dad." Tang San looked at his father, the hammer in his hand stopped unconsciously.
Tang Hao made a gesture for him to continue, then walked to the side and stood still, without speaking, just looking at him.
Tang San continued to swing the hammer, at this time, his clothes were soaked with sweat. With his current internal strength, it is not enough to adapt to the temperature, what's more, this is definitely a heavy physical labor.
Dang, dang, dang, dang... , the knocking sound kept ringing, Tang San's young body was out of proportion to the hammer in his hand, but every time the hammer was swung, it was a gust of wind.
Tang Hao secretly thought in his heart, innate divine power plus innate soul power, no wonder he could swing a hammer at such a young age. Old Jack's words may be right. His own decadence should not affect the development of this child. Let him go his own way in the future.
Looking at Tang San sweating like rain, Tang Hao finally made up his mind.
"Stop." Tang Hao said.
Tang San put down the hammer in his hand, panting slightly, quietly urging the Xuan Tian Gong in his body to adjust his breath to restore his physical strength.
Tang Hao walked in front of Tang San, took the hammer in his hand, and looked at the red hot iron burning on the stove, "Beating like you can't make it the size of a fist even in a year."
Tang San raised his head and looked at his tall father, "Then what should I do?"
Tang Hao said coldly: "Tell me, when you swing the casting hammer to strike it, where does your body exert force first?"
Tang San thought for a while, then said: "It should be the waist. Drive the back from the waist, and then drive the arms to lift the casting hammer?"
Tang Hao didn't confirm or deny Tang San's statement, and continued to ask, "Apart from the brain, what is the most important part of the human body?"
"It's the heart." Tang San answered without hesitation. The heart and the brain are also instantly fatal places, and the brain is protected by the skull, but the heart is only skin and muscles. As a disciple of the Tang Sect, he is very clear about the structure of the human body. Using a hidden weapon to pierce the enemy's heart is the most effective and concise lethal method.
Tang Hao paused for a while before saying, "Then tell me again, how many hearts a person has."
"Ah?" Tang San looked at him in surprise, a little confused. How many hearts do people have
"Answer me." Tang Hao looked at him coldly, the pressure on his body and breath made Tang San breathless.
"One."
Tang Hao shook his head and said, "No, you are wrong. Remember, there are three hearts, not one."
"Three?" Tang San stared at Tang Hao dumbfounded, not understanding what he meant.
Tang Hao turned the casting hammer in his hand and touched Tang San's two lower legs with the handle of the hammer, "Here. The muscles on a person's two lower legs are the second and third hearts. If a person wants to make When all of your strength is exerted, then it must be the result of the simultaneous operation of the three hearts. Therefore, when exerting strength, the waist is not the starting point. The three hearts are the starting point."
"When the heart in your chest is beating rapidly, the mana starts from the two calves, and the power is uploaded to the thighs, through the waist, back, arms, and finally released. This is a full blow. The heart exerts force, and the waist is the axis. . Look."
Tang Hao slightly tipped the casting hammer in his hand, causing Tang San to take a few steps back. At the same time, the hammer in his hand had already been turned back, he snorted lowly, turned his body halfway, his feet were clasped on the ground, and his two calves were exposed outside the tattered trousers. Tension, the whole person is like a tiger ready to go, the legs are forced, the waist is turned back, the casting hammer has been brought back invisibly, and there is a loud bang. It fell heavily on the red-hot pig iron.
Tang San could completely feel that this was just a process of human body exerting force, Tang Hao had no internal force, let alone any release of martial spirit power, it was completely the power of the flesh, and the iron block that was still red before was smashed The complete collapse of nearly one-third, the deformation is extremely obvious.
"Using the calf to connect the strength of your body into a whole is for the full strength." The hammer in Tang Hao's hand returned to Tang San's, "You come once."
"Okay." Tang San never thought that Forging still had such a knock on the door. This method of exerting power is not just as simple as forging. It should also be used in his own Tangmen martial arts.
Holding the handle of the hammer with both hands, learning from Tang Hao's previous posture, Tang San stared at the red-hot iron block, Xuan Tian Gong slowly revolved, penetrating into his calf, his feet tightly clasped on the ground.
Tang San shouted, the strength of his legs and Xuan Tiangong's mana at the same time, the strength exploded from the calf and spread instantly, the waist turned, driving the back, to the shoulders, and then to the arms. He clearly felt that his strength seemed to have become stronger than ever before. From the eruption of his calf to the end of the arm swinging the hammer, his body seemed to be lifted up by this force.
When—, the hammer hit the iron block accurately, making a loud noise.
Tang San's whole body was lifted off the ground by the hammer's swing, he staggered forward a step, the hammer bounced up, and even though Xuanyu handed each other, there was no problem with his hands, but his arms were smashed. This rebounding force was shaking for a while, but fortunately, the Xuan Tian Gong was operating in time, and this feeling of numbness gradually disappeared.
The effect was obvious. Although Tang San added Xuan Tiangong due to his age, the effect of this hammer was not as obvious as Tang Hao's, but compared with his previous strikes, the effect of this hammer was even enough to resist the previous strikes. Dozens of hammers.
Seeing Tang San's actions, Tang Hao didn't comment, but judging from the surprise flashing in his eyes, Tang San's actions were obviously better than he expected. Tang Hao didn't expect that Tang San could master such a method of exerting power in such a short period of time.
How did he know that Tang San had been cultivating the martial arts of the Tang Sect all the time. Not only did he have the foundation of Xuan Tian Gong, but he also possessed the ability to control cranes and capture dragons, ghost shadows and mysterious jade hands, which made his coordination ability far surpassed that of his peers. His own comprehension is not bad, and this technique of exerting force is naturally easy to master. Of course, this is the first time after all, and he is not yet skilled in using it.
"Dad, am I doing the right thing?"
Tang Hao nodded slowly, "Do you know the role of the heart? The calf is the muscle that people use the most. The calf is the source of all strength. Using the strength of the calf well will greatly increase your strength."
With that said, Tang Hao walked to the bellows and sat down, and pulled out something made of pig iron from under the bellows. It was the same object as two pedals. Tang Hao connected it under the bellows and pulled it with both hands. Live the bellows, "In casting, the role of the bellows is also very important. The metal is fully burned and can be forged better, because that will make it stronger. And any piece of metal, even if it is a metal with a lot of impurities, itself They also have souls. Once the temperature is not enough and the force is too strong to break it during forging, then even if it is re-melted and then forged, this piece of metal is just a waste product. Therefore, when you hit the iron block with all your strength, you must It is necessary to maintain its temperature. Pulling the bellows also uses the calf to exert force, which not only reduces the power consumption as much as possible, but also maximizes the effect of the bellows.”
Stepping on the two pedals, suddenly exerting force, starting from the legs, the whole body quickly bounces back, the arms are naturally driven to open the handle of the bellows, and the legs change from straight to bent. Send the handle back. From time to time, the bellows was running at full force. Tang Hao's movements didn't seem to be fast, but each stroke made the bellows' ability to the fullest. Under the guidance of the calf muscles, the body and the bellows formed a special rhythm. The flame suddenly rose from the stove, and the iron block was instantly burned red.
"You pull the bellows and follow my actions just now." Tang Hao gave up his position to Tang San.
With the previous experience of swinging the hammer and careful observation, Tang San quickly mastered the method of pulling the bellows while sitting in the position before Tang Hao. Although it was still a bit jerky, under his careful attention, every time he exerted force, It starts with the calf. Sure enough, as Tang Hao said, not only did the power save a lot, but the effect was much better than before.
Tang Hao held Tang San's casting hammer and said indifferently: "Swinging the hammer with full force for casting can fully utilize one's own strength, but in the same way, the rebound force will also cause a heavy load on oneself. If there is no suitable method for guidance, not only will you easily hurt yourself, but also some of your strength will be lost, and you will not be able to act on the metal. You have to look carefully at my actions below. A lump of pig iron to beat the key to the size of a fist."
Taking a deep breath, Tang Hao's eyes became focused, and as Tang San pulled the bellows, the entire iron block was burned red, and the fiery flames rose, making the room extremely scorching hot.
Tang Hao moved, and his movements didn't seem to be any different from before. He used his legs to carry his waist, his waist to his back, and his back to his arms. With a bang, the hammer slammed on the iron block.
When the hammer bounced up due to the reaction force, Tang Hao suddenly turned around, still using his calf. A loud bang landed on the iron block again. This blow was not only extremely fast, but also seemed to be stronger than the first blow.
The hammer bounced high, and Tang Hao's movements seemed to be in perfect harmony with the range of the hammer. Drive the hammer to circle for a week, and smash it down again.
Tang San's eyes lit up, this was clearly a method of leveraging force, using the rebound force generated by the collision of the hammer and metal into the force of his next blow, the movements were perfect and coordinated, avoiding the rebound to the greatest extent possible. The damage done by the force to oneself turned this force into a continuous blow. From the second blow, the power of each blow exceeded Tang Hao's full strength, but it was still under his control.
Tang Hao's movements were getting faster and faster. The casting hammer hit the iron block like a violent storm. The iron block was constantly deformed under the hammer's strike. What was surprising was that Tang Hao's striking position was extremely accurate. When the iron block was beaten to half its original thickness and began to become flat, the casting hammer in his hand would strike the edge of the iron block, causing it to turn over. In this way, the iron block was evenly distributed. Withstanding his hammering, not just being smashed into a discus.
In an instant, the thirty-six hammers had been swung out. Tang Hao's hands drove the casting hammer to rotate three times in the air, before the power on the hammer was dissipated, and the hammer stood up. His face was not red, and he was not breathing, as if the previous stormy blow was not done by him.
The entire iron block is a full circle between the thirty-six hammers, and it is difficult to see the impurities in it with the naked eye.
This is the real blacksmith skill, what a beautiful hammer.
"Understood?" Tang Hao looked at Tang San who was constantly pulling the bellows.
Tang San thought for a while, then said: "Using strength and strength, I understand the principle. However, it doesn't seem to be easy."
Tang Hao said indifferently: "To achieve my level, there is only one way, practice makes perfect. At the same time, you have to remember that if you are beating a piece of ordinary metal, then when it has the most impurities, it is also the easiest to break. At that time, when you are percussion, the strength will be smaller, when its impurities gradually decrease, your strength can begin to gradually increase, maintaining the effect of percussion. The control of the strength is the key. . Practice slowly by yourself. Don't blindly increase strength and speed. Accuracy is equally important. At least you need to know where you will hit with this hammer. Otherwise, what's the use of hitting again with strength?"
The casting hammer returned to Tang San's hands, and Tang Hao turned around and went out.
Father did not break his promise, he really taught himself the method of casting, and from what his father taught him, any industry has its own mysteries, and it is not that simple.
For the next half a month or so, Tang San practiced the casting method that Tang Hao taught him to use force and hammer every day, even though he had the control of controlling cranes and dragons to assist in the control of strength, and the purple magic pupil to determine The position of his hammering, but the method of forging is more difficult to grasp than he imagined.
Since it is an all-out blow, it is difficult to control the power used by itself. With the help of the rebound force, it is even more difficult to control the balance of the body and hammer it to the desired position. Without an additional hammer, the required control force will increase by a few points. The continuous rotation of the body will not only make the brain feel dizzy, but at the same time, the power of each hammer will be more difficult to control.
Fortunately, the iron ore has been hammered for a long time, and its impurities are very few, so it is not so easy to break, otherwise, under his uncontrollable casting hammer, I am afraid it would have broken long ago.
However, in the process of this practice, Tang San's application of Xuan Tiangong, as well as the cooperation of controlling cranes and capturing dragons, Xuanyu Hand and Ziji Demon Eyes, were all subtly improving.
From the first day he could only swing two hammers before he was out of position, to today, half a month later, he could swing seven hammers in a row and hit the iron block with accuracy. The progress was very obvious. At the same time, the iron block also became smaller and smaller under his full-strength knocking, and every day yielded results.
Of course, this is also closely related to the method of using the calf to exert force. With this method of exerting force, the consumption of Xuan Tian Gong can be greatly saved, so that Tang San can have more time to pull the bellows and Forge.
At the beginning, my father wielded thirty-six hammers, and he seemed to have spare power, but he only had seven hammers, and he didn't know when he would reach his father's level. Whenever Tang San thought of this, he was extraordinarily motivated to practice.
These days, he seems to have forgotten his martial spirit and spirit ring. Even when he went to the top of the mountain in the early morning to cultivate the Purple Demon Eye, he was thinking about how to swing the hammer.
Three months passed quickly, when Tang San could swing the hammer to continuously launch thirteen strikes, Tang Hao began to teach him how to forge tools. Tang Hao's teaching method was very direct, that is to do it by himself first, Then let Tang San do it again, as long as he sees that he's a little beginner, let him practice on his own, without too much verbal guidance. Only in key places, will you say a word or two.
It is precisely because of this that whenever Tang Hao gives advice, Tang San remembers it very clearly.