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Time flies by like a flash, and before you know it, it’s the day when the martial soul awakens.
Zhao Xuan got up early, but this was not his original wish. The main reason was that the loud voice of the old village chief Grandpa Jack was too noisy.
Zhao Xuan rubbed his eyes and followed Old Jack. The old man was in good spirits, his clothes were clean and tidy, and his hair was combed meticulously.
He was wearing a set of newly bought clothes, which he bought specially for this festive day. He kept chattering: "You must work hard and strive to have a soul master this year. I think back then..."
Zhao Xuan took over the words with resentment: "Back then, our Holy Soul Village produced an eighth-level Soul Saint a hundred years ago. It was extremely rare in the entire Notting City, and even in the entire Fasnuo Province."
"Grandpa Jack, I almost memorized it." Zhao Xuan groaned feebly. These words almost made his ears tingle, but he had no choice but to realize that the soul saint he had never met before was the faith of old man Jack. No one could
Don't say anything bad.
Old Jack looked at Zhao Xuan until his scalp was numb from staring at him, and then he said leisurely: "Just remember, this is the glory of our Holy Soul Village."
"Yes. Yes!" Zhao Xuan responded helplessly.
"By the way, why do you have to take me with you when I'm called Mistress?"
"Because I don't want to see that Tang Hao! Just go in and call the mistress then. That kid is so pitiful. He is so smart and sensible but has such a father!" When talking about Tang Hao, there was an undisguised look in Old Jack's eyes.
He was full of disgust and hatred, and his face relaxed until he mentioned Tang San.
Zhao Xuan's steps stagnated, with a sad look on his face: "I don't want to see Uncle Tang Hao either."
Because he and Tang San were playmates, Zhao Xuan also went to Tang San's house and met Tang Hao.
Tang San's house is a bit shabby, but that's reasonable. It's just that his father is too bad, with a decadent face, drunkenness, and living like a beggar. If Tang San hadn't taken care of him, he might have starved to death long ago!
"Hey, if you don't go, I won't go either." Old Jack chuckled, just like an old fox.
Zhao Xuan rolled his eyes at Jack and walked feebly ahead.
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"Xiao San, Xiao San!" Standing outside Tang San's house, Zhao Xuan hesitated for a long time and finally failed to step into the door of Tang San's house, so he just shouted outside the door.
"Coming, coming." Tang San hurriedly ran out of the house and walked to the two of them without forgetting to make a "hissing" gesture.
"Dad is sleeping, don't wake him up."
Old Jack couldn't help but roll his eyes at this time, and while pulling the two of them angrily towards the center of the village, he turned his head and said fiercely: "It's better to sleep to death!"
Tang San frowned slightly when he heard this, and opened his mouth to refute, but thought about it and closed his mouth. Trying to reason with the stubborn old Jack was undoubtedly a wrong choice.
In the room, Tang Hao, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and a trace of longing suddenly appeared on his decadent face. He murmured in pain: "Ah Yin, I wonder what kind of martial spirit Xiaosan will awaken...
...Haotian Hammer or...Bluesilver Grass..."
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On the other side, under the leadership of Grandpa Jack, several people quickly moved towards the center of the village.
Grandpa Jack, who usually walks not much faster than a turtle, is so happy that he can walk like flying.
He kept mumbling: "Master Soul Saint bless you, Master Soul Saint bless you, I will definitely have a soul master this year."
Zhao Xuan was like Sun Wukong when he heard the tightening curse and his head was going to explode. He couldn't help but muttered: "What's the use of a dead soul saint? He's not a god?"
"What did you say? Xiaoxuan." Old Jack turned his head and asked curiously. The old man is old and his ears don't work very well.
Zhao Xuan was startled and quickly smiled: "Nothing, nothing..."
Tang San was speechless on the side...
A relatively large wooden house in the center of the village has a resounding name: "Martial Soul Hall".
At this time, a rather handsome young man and several children were already waiting inside.
The young man looks to be in his twenties, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. He is very handsome. He is dressed in white and has a black cloak on his back. In the center of his chest, there is a fist-sized soul character. This is the Wuhun Palace.
Standard dress for direct subordinates.
Mr. Jack walked over with a smile on his face and said respectfully to the young man: "Master Soul Master, everyone is here."
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There was a touch of pride in the young man's eyebrows, and he bowed slightly in return, "I don't have much time, let's start now."
Old Jack said: "Okay. Children, this is the fighting soul master from Notting City. Next, he will lead you to unlock your own martial soul. You must cooperate with the good master to awaken the martial soul. Grandpa is looking forward to it."
Some of you can become soul masters."
The young man said impatiently: "Okay, you said the same thing last year. Is it really that easy to become a soul master? I have walked through six villages, and there is not a single person with soul power. There is no suitable person.
Martial spirit."
There was a trace of sadness in Old Jack's eyes, and he sighed and said: "Yes! Only the inheritors of the major sects can become soul masters most easily. It's really difficult for ordinary people like us." Shaking his head, he walked out
Wuhun Palace.
The young man's eyes fell on the nine children in front of him. As the patrol deacon of Wuhun Hall, it was his necessary job to help ordinary people awaken their martial souls, and he had long been accustomed to it.
"Children, stand in a row." His attitude towards these children was much gentler.
The nine children stood in front of the young man, with Tang San and Zhao Xuan standing on the far left. They were the last to arrive, so they had no choice but to stand there.
The young man smiled and said: "My name is Su Yuntao, a level 26 great soul master, and I am your leader. Now, I will awaken your martial souls one by one. Remember, no matter what happens, don't be afraid."
While talking, Su Yuntao opened his package on the table nearby and took out two things from it, six round black stones and a shining blue crystal ball.
Su Yuntao arranged six black stones into a hexagon on the ground, and then motioned to the first child on the right to stand in it.
"Don't be afraid, close your eyes and feel it carefully." As he spoke, Su Yuntao's eyes suddenly lit up. In the horrified eyes of the children, he shouted, "Lone wolf, possessed."
A faint ray of blue light first released from the center of his eyebrows, followed the position of the center of his eyebrows, and went up into the bun.
Su Yuntao's hair was originally black, but after the green light was injected into it, it instantly turned gray and quickly grew longer. Hair of the same color appeared on his exposed hands. At the same time, his body seemed to
It is much more swollen than before. The whole body is full of muscles.
Wuhundian's specific clothing was very elastic and did not burst as his size increased. Su Yuntao's eyes had turned faint green, and the sharp claws protruding from the fingers of both hands shone with a faint cold light.
A halo of light lit up from under his feet, constantly hovering from his feet to the top of his head. One of them was white and the other was yellow. It was extremely weird.
The boy he called into the black stone was a boy. Seeing the changes in Su Yuntao's body, he immediately screamed, "Ah" and ran away in fear.
The green light in Su Yuntao's eyes was really scary. He grabbed the child and said, "Don't move. I told you not to be afraid. This is my martial spirit, Lone Wolf. If any of you can become a spirit master in the future, you will also use it."
Same ability."
Tang San and Zhao Xuan widened their eyes, is this the martial spirit?
Su Yuntao quickly shot out with both hands, and six faint green lights were injected into the six black stones on the ground. Suddenly, a layer of golden brilliance was released from the six stones, forming a light golden mask.
Covering the child from before.
I don't know why, but as soon as the child who was still crying was enveloped by the pale golden light, he immediately calmed down and stood there a little dull.
Dots of golden light floated out from the black stones on the ground, and then entered the boy's body.
The boy's body began to tremble slightly, and he wanted to scream but couldn't.
"Stretch out your right hand." Su Yuntao stared at the boy with his green eyes and commanded majestically.
The boy subconsciously stretched out his right hand. Suddenly, all the light spots rushed out. In an instant, a sickle appeared in his palm.
It seems that the sickle is not an illusion of light and shadow, but a real existence.
Su Yuntao frowned, "It's a weapon spirit. Can the sickle be used as a weapon? It should be forced."
The golden light gradually faded away, and the boy looked at the small sickle in his hand in surprise, feeling a little at a loss.
Su Yuntao said: "Your martial soul is a sickle and a weapon soul. Come, let me try if you have soul power. If you have soul power, even a weapon soul can practice as a fighting soul master. After all,
The sickle also has certain attack power."
"Master, what should I do?" the boy asked timidly.
Su Yuntao said calmly: "Use your mind to take back your martial spirit. In the future, when you want to use it again, you will also use your mind to call it out."
The boy tried for a long time before taking back the sickle in his hand. Su Yuntao handed the blue crystal ball in front of him and motioned for him to put his right hand on it.
The boy's immature little hands and Su Yuntao's wolf claws are located above and below the crystal ball, and the contrast is extremely obvious.
After a while, Su Yuntao said with some disappointment: "You can't become a soul master without soul power. Go aside first."
The same scene continued to play out. Seven more children's martial spirits awakened one after another. Their martial spirits were all farm tools such as hoes and sickles. Not even a single beast martial spirit appeared. As for their soul power, they were all used by Su Yun.
Tao judged it as 'none'.
Finally, it was Tang San and Zhao Xuan's turn. Tang San stood in front of Zhao Xuan, so he slowly walked between the six stones, with a rare look of nervousness on his expression.
Su Yuntao was doing martial arts awakening for so many children, and he looked a little tired and felt helpless.
"Sure enough, it is really difficult to produce a soul master in these villages."
Although everyone in this world has a martial soul, there are not many martial souls that can be used. Most of the parents of children who can become soul masters are soul masters. After all, martial souls have a lot to do with heredity.
Seeing Tang San standing in the awakening formation, Su Yuntao activated the awakening stone again.
Zhao Xuan watched curiously, wondering what kind of martial spirit Xiaosan would awaken?
In the misty gold, countless golden light spots floated out from the black stone, and then poured into Tang San's body.
Zhao Xuan narrowed his eyes. The mistress absorbed much more golden light than the previous children. The whole room was bright and filled with peaceful golden light.
Even Su Yuntao's eyes widened and he clenched his right hand subconsciously. This formation should be a powerful martial spirit.
He seemed very excited, but that would be the case for anyone who has been busy for a long time and finally has results.
The golden light gradually dimmed, and Zhao Xuan and Su Yuntao stared at Tang San's small hands with wide eyes.
The golden light was restrained in Tang San's palm, and a green leaf bud emerged from Tang San's palm and grew rapidly. In just a short moment, a green grass was swaying in his palm.
"Blue Silver Grass?!" Zhao Xuan and Su Yuntao lost their voices, both recognizing this grass that could be seen everywhere on Douluo Continent.
Su Yuntao was disappointed, this formation looked like a powerful martial spirit, how could it be like this?! Not believing in evil, he stared hard at Tang San's palm, but the result was that he was disappointed after all.
Zhao Xuan, on the other hand, looked at Tang San with some worry and muttered in his heart: "Little San, please don't let your mind wander."
This Lan Yin Cao is a standard useless martial spirit. Three of the people in front of me are like this.
But when he turned to look at Tang San, he saw that he was not sad at all. On the contrary, Zhao Xuanbai was worried. After curiously staring at his martial soul for a few times, Tang San said to Su Yuntao: "Master, I can test my soul power.
?"
"Forget it, I haven't seen anyone whose Bluesilver Grass has soul power." Su Yuntao sighed, experiencing a great ups and downs that made him feel exhausted.
"Let me try it! Master!"
"Let him try it, Master!"
Two voices sounded one after another, and Su Yuntao was stunned. Both children had firm eyes in their eyes. Are these eyes really something that two children can have?
Su Yuntao was stunned, and after a long time he slowly said: "Okay!"
Zhao Xuan stared at the crystal ball, and there was a consciousness in the dark that told him that things were not that simple! Although Xiao San was a useless martial soul, the criterion for deciding whether he could become a soul master was whether he had a soul.
force.
Even Su Yuntao was somewhat interested. What if he really had soul power? A blue silver grass had soul power?
Secretly he shook his head. This idea was naive enough, but anyway, he looked at the crystal ball.
Tang San put his hand on the crystal ball, and almost at the same time, a faint golden light quickly appeared in the crystal ball.
Zhao Xuan and Su Yuntao were shocked, and Su Yuntao lost his voice: "How is that possible?"
Zhao Xuan's eyes showed a strange color, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You know that mistress is not simple, the waste martial soul blue silver grass has soul power? Haha!"
The crystal ball right in front of Tang San's eyes was filled with more and more golden light, gradually filling the entire crystal ball, just like a little sun.
Su Yuntao on the side looked dull, not knowing whether to cry or laugh: "Innate soul power? Blue Silver Grass?!"
Tang San naturally also discovered that the test situations between himself and other children were different, and asked in confusion: "Uncle, what is innate soul power?"
Su Yuntao looked at him blankly and explained subconsciously: "When everyone awakens the martial spirit, in addition to the shape of the martial spirit that determines whether it is powerful, the amount of soul power is also crucial. Most people are in the martial arts.
When the soul awakens, there is no soul power, just like these children before. They are destined to never become soul masters in their lives. As long as there is soul power, even just a trace, they can practice through meditation, and when the martial soul awakens
At that time, the amount of soul power was very important, which determined the starting level of a soul master's cultivation. The higher the soul power is innately, the faster the training speed will be. At the same time, because the starting point is high, he will naturally be ahead of others. The so-called innateness
Full soul power is the highest soul power that can be achieved innately when the martial soul awakens."
"Haha! Xiao San, you are a genius!" Zhao Xuan smiled brightly and patted Tang San hard on the shoulder.
Tang San stumbled and almost fell, his face suddenly turned pale, and the Xuantian Technique that was still running was almost dispersed.
Zhao Xuan was shocked and quickly helped Tang San up: "Xiao San, what's wrong?"
Tang San couldn't help but rolled his eyes, don't you know what happened to me? How many people can bear your slap?
But with his gentle temperament, he would never say such words. He smiled reluctantly: "It's okay."
Seeing that Tang San was fine, Zhao Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and said to the lost Su Yuntao, "Uncle, it's my turn!"
Su Yuntao, who was in a daze, took a long time to recover. He had already made up his mind that he would not come to Wuhun Awakening next year. It would be better for someone else to do this kind of thing! No one with a strong heart can bear these ups and downs.
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"Go, go." Su Yuntao waved his hand, telling Zhao Xuan to quickly stand on the awakening formation.
Unexpectedly, when it came to this moment, Zhao Xuan hesitated instead. There was some hesitation on his face. After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and walked forward.
Seeing Zhao Xuan standing still, Su Yuntao continued to use his soul power to activate the awakening array. The golden light in the awakening array suddenly increased sharply, seemingly even more than that of Tang San.
Su Yuntao's heart tightened, couldn't he? Like this again?! His heart was in his throat. This looked like another powerful martial spirit, but with Tang San's lessons learned, there was always a knot in his heart.
, can't be happy.
Standing in the awakening array, Zhao Xuan felt as if he was surrounded by warm sunshine, and something was drilling hard out from deep inside his body. This was a very strange feeling.
He subconsciously looked at his right hand, and a square object suddenly appeared.
Zhao Xuan stared and blinked hard, how could it be this thing...