Douluo's Heavenly Master

Chapter 2 Martial Soul
The next day.

The sky is bright, a ray of clear sunlight shines down, the clear sky makes people feel refreshed, and the clear weather seems to be a good meaning for Buxiu.

Today is the day to awaken the martial soul!

Bu Xiu took a deep breath, got up from the bed with nervousness and apprehension, washed up, and walked directly to the Wuhun Hall not far from the school building.

It is said to be Wuhun Temple, but it is actually just a small wooden house about the same size as the thatched house where Buxiu's family lived.

The Spirit Hall is the most important place in a village. Every year, the spirit masters and deacons from the Spirit Hall in Notting City go here to awaken the spirits for the children of the right age in the village.

The school building is right next to Wuhun Palace. It can be seen that although Holy Soul Village is only a small village, it also attaches great importance to education.

After all, soul masters only have a very small probability of being born, and the probability of going to a small village like Shenghun Village is even lower. It is a good choice to work as a housekeeper for a large family in Dingcheng City or to work as a grassroots employee in a large institution such as Wuhun Palace or City Lord's Mansion.

In this world, reading and literacy are privileges only for nobles and children of wealthy families. It is an extremely luxurious thing for an ordinary village to have a schoolhouse and a private school teacher. Therefore, for the only private school teacher in the village, The villagers of Holy Soul Village are also extremely respectful.

There are nine children of the right age to awaken their martial spirits this year, and Bu Xiu Tang San is among them.

Buxiu came very early, but before he arrived, several parents had already been waiting outside the Wuhun Hall, with nervous and apprehensive expressions on their faces.

The awakening of the martial soul is the most direct opportunity for them to change their destiny. Being able to produce a soul master in a family, even if it is only the lowest level soul master, almost means that they don't have to worry about their livelihood in the future.

The status of soul masters in this world is extremely high.

"Brother Axiu, you're here too. Come in quickly. The soul master from Wuhun Palace has already arrived!" An honest, middle-aged man said enthusiastically when he saw Bu Xiu's arrival.

"Uncle Fugui!" Bu Xiu greeted with a smile and walked into the wooden house of Wuhun Hall.

After Bu Xiu left, the parents discussed again.

"Brother Axiu is the son of Mr. Bu, and Mr. Bu is the most educated person in our village. Brother Axiu might really be able to become a soul master!" Wang Fugui said.

"Yes, Brother Axiu and Mr. Bu are exactly the same. I heard from my third son that Brother Axiu always ranks first in every assessment. He has already learned the five skills of Mr. Bu!" Another man also said.

"What [-]%? My kid said that brother Axiu has learned all the skills of Mr. Bu..." another person retorted.

But they all seemed to admit that Bu Xiu was extraordinary and had a chance to become a soul master.

Suddenly, a woman said faintly: "I hope that Brother Axiu will not become a soul master. This way, when Mr. Houbu passes away, he can inherit his father's legacy and continue to be the teacher of our school, just like Brother Axiu." Mr. Hebu can stay in the school forever, we..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent.

Wang Fugui shouted: "Women, what nonsense are you talking about? Mr. Bu and Brother Axiu are kind to us. Brother Axiu can become a soul master. We should bless him. How can we curse others here? If it reaches Mr. Bu's ears, What will you do if you leave in a fit of anger? Do you want your children to be like you all their lives? Our village is not the only one who longs for Mr. Bu. No matter who it is, no such words are allowed to be said again! "

"Yes, yes, Brother Fugui is right..." Others quickly echoed, and their voices became softer.

The people in the village are all honest farmers who have never left here in their lives. How much wealth and knowledge they have. Bu Xiu is well aware of the thoughts of most villagers in the village and even the village elder Jack, but he doesn't know how. Go say more.

People are selfish, and the poorer the place, the more thirsty for knowledge.

For Buxiu, if he can't become a soul master and stay in Saint Soul Village, the status of a teacher is not bad, at least he is respected in this village, he can eat and drink well, find a beautiful wife, and his life is not too much. Big regret.

However, if you can get in touch with the extraordinary, who would want to just be an ordinary person?
Stepping into the wooden house of Wuhun Hall, Bu Xiu was also a little nervous.

This step may determine his future destiny.

Whether to stay in the Holy Soul Village for the rest of his life, living an ordinary life with no name, or to embark on the magnificent road of being a soul master, it all depends on today.

In the wooden house, almost all the children arrived and waited obediently, with nervous expressions on their faces.

In front of the children, stood a handsome young man with a jade tree facing the wind, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes. The young man was dressed in white clothes, with a black cloak on his back, and a fist-sized word "hun" on his chest.

This is the standard dress for people directly under the Wuhun Palace. Whether it is the temperament of the youth or the fabric of the clothes, there is a huge gap between them and these children from poor farmers. This is also the gap in strength and status.

However, this person's eyes were very peaceful, showing no pride or arrogance at all, nor any condescending expression.

Su Yuntao.

Bu Xiu remembered this character in the original work. To the soul master world, Su Yuntao was just an insignificant person, but to this ordinary little village, Su Yuntao was already a big shot who could decide their fate.

Su Yuntao has a badge engraved with three long swords on his left chest, which means that he is a great soul master of the third level.

There are ten major levels in the cultivation of soul masters, from low to high are soul warrior, soul master, great soul master, soul master, soul sect, soul king, soul emperor, soul saint, soul douluo and title douluo.

A large level has ten small levels, which adds up to level [-], but level [-] is already the level of a god. There has never been a legend of a god level on Douluo Continent.

"Senior!" Bu Xiu said politely.

Su Yuntao nodded and said warmly: "Don't be nervous. Just wait aside for a while. Start when everyone is here. Don't make any noise!"

"Yes!" Bu Xiu walked to the crowd in a hurry and waited quietly.

Su Yuntao nodded slightly when he saw this. This child's clothes and demeanor were very good, and he was very different from most of the farmers' children he had seen.

After a while, Old Jack also walked in with a thin child and saluted Su Yuntao: "Hello, respected Master of War Spirits, I am going to trouble you again this time!"

Tang San.

Bu Xiu glanced at the thin child and quickly looked away.

Although Tang San looked malnourished, his skin was equally fair and his eyes were piercing. He was completely different from most children, but at this time Tang San's eyes were also full of curiosity.

"Okay, you said the same thing last year, how can it be so easy to become a soul master? I have been through six villages, and there is not a single soul with soul power, nor a suitable martial soul." Su Yuntao was a little unhappy. He said patiently.

"Yeah, how can it be so easy to become a soul master? Only the descendants of those big families are more likely to become soul masters. We ordinary people, it is really too difficult!" Old Jack shook his head with a bitter smile on his face. Walked out of the Wuhun Hall.

"Children, stand in a row!" Su Yuntao obviously had more patience when dealing with these children, and said to everyone gently.

The nine people immediately stood in a row, with Bu Xiu standing on the far right. He was wearing a clean green shirt and was a little taller than his peers.

There are nine people in total. There are a lot of children of the right age in the Holy Soul Village this year. I hope one of them can really have soul power!

Su Yuntao sighed in his heart, quickly adjusted his emotions, and said with a smile: "My name is Su Yuntao, a level 26 great soul master. I am your leader. Now I will awaken your martial souls one by one. No matter what happens, Don’t be afraid!”

Su Yuntao took out six black stones and a shining blue crystal ball from his baggage, arranged the six stones into a hexagon on the ground, and motioned for Bu Xiu to stand up.

Buxiu took a deep breath and stood in the middle of the six stones.

"Don't be nervous, close your eyes and experience it carefully!" Su Yuntao said with a smile, and Bu Xiu closed her eyes obediently.

Nervously facing the fate that follows.

A gust of wind emerged from the wooden house, and there seemed to be a flurry of footsteps around him. Bu Xiu knew that Su Yuntao should have released his martial spirit.

Su Yuntao, who was possessed by a martial soul, looked at the child who closed his eyes and had a calm temperament in front of him. He had a higher opinion of Buxiu, and explained in his mouth: "Don't be afraid, this is my martial soul ability. A soul master like me will also have similar abilities!"

As he said that, one after another soul power shot into the black stone.

With his eyes closed, Bu Xiu only felt a warm breath wrapping his body, which was indescribably comfortable. And in this warm air flow, something in his body seemed to be broken, and countless air flows to his right hand. Go.

"Open your right hand!" Su Yuntao's voice came.

Bu Xiu opened his eyes.

What appeared in front of him was a faint yellow color, the yellow color converged, and a yellow talisman paper hung quietly in the palm of his hand. There was nothing on the talisman paper.

Seeing the appearance of the yellow paper, a trace of disappointment flashed in Su Yuntao's eyes, and said: "Wu Wuhun, yellow paper, have no potential for development, what a pity!"

What's the use of an ordinary piece of yellow paper?Can you still use yellow paper to fight?
It would be better if they were books. After all, some books have more or less mysterious uses. Even Su Yuntao has heard of people who used books to become soul masters. They were extremely powerful, but they were only as big as a palm. There was nothing on the yellow note, it was just a useless martial spirit.

Su Yuntao shook his head in disappointment, but still held a sliver of hope. After all, this child has a lot of golden spots fused together, and asked, "Can you feel any strange abilities in this yellow note of yours?"

Bu Xiu thought for a while, and the yellow talisman paper turned into a stream of light and flew out, and then stuck directly to Su Yuntao's body.

(End of this chapter)