Douluo: Book from heaven turns into mortals

Chapter 1 Thanks to Su Yuntao for your affirmation (please collect it!!!)

[Self-consistent logic, not brainless, not following Shrek's route, not Wuhun Palace (but will join the periphery in the early stage), creating his own power, and will not step on it without reason]

Thunder and lightning intertwined, exuding endless killing and bloody hammers.

Exuding golden light, petals all over the sky surround a chrysanthemum standing in the wind.

Weird black mist, dark shadows exuding a spooky atmosphere.

An angel with six wings on his back, emitting holy light.

A horrific collision erupted.

Blood falls.

All scenes are stained with the color of blood.

Su Wen opened his eyes.

"It's been three years and I'm five years old."

After traveling to this world, Su Wen originally had a happy and harmonious family, but a war destroyed everything.

"You just run away and you chase me. Why do you want to affect my village? Why do you want to affect my parents?" Su Wen's eyes were cold.

He closed his eyes to calm down the anger in his heart, and opened his eyes again, his eyes full of determination.

He got up from the bed and got dressed.

"Grandpa, I went out to play."

After explaining to the village chief who adopted him, Su Wen trotted out.

When Su Wen ran to a small river, he stopped, looked around, and found no other children, so he started to warm up on the spot.

"Twenty push-ups, thirty squats, fifty leg raises!"

True warm-up exercise.

Soon Su Wen's body began to heat up.

A heat current surges in the body, and the cells throughout the body seem to wake up from their deep sleep. Sweeping by this heat current, they release hot blood and energy.

Su Wen made strange postures one after another, but the heat in his body was guided by these strange postures, flowing throughout his body.

"I want revenge!"

"To take revenge, strength is essential!"

"I don't have a strong martial soul bloodline, and I don't have the support of any force. The only one I can rely on is myself!"

To awaken his martial soul and become a soul master, Su Wen could only try his best to create excellent conditions for himself.

"I don't have the Xuantian Technique, so I can't cultivate my inner strength, and I can't make up for the lack of innate soul power with the help of internal strength cultivation."

Simply, after traveling through time, Su Wen didn’t have nothing.

"With my super awareness of myself, I don't have internal skills and mental skills, but I can practice externally."

Su Wen could vaguely feel his unformed martial spirit.

Perhaps it was because of the special stage in which his martial soul had not yet formed. With his gift of super perception, he also felt his weak innate soul power, which was sealed deep in his body like the martial soul.

Unable to mobilize.

"I don't dare to stress my body too much or exercise too much, but this limited external training is effective after all."

With the help of super perception, Su Wen discovered and guided the heat flow in the body step by step. By feeling the changes in innate soul power, he summarized his current set of actions.

"These are all the actions I have discovered so far that are useful for improving innate soul power."

In fact, it is not the movements that are useful, but the nourishment of the body by guiding the heat flow through the movements.

After all, the martial spirit comes from the body. When it is nourished and strong, the martial spirit will naturally be affected.

Especially in the period when Su Wen's martial spirit has not yet been fully formed.

"continue!"

"effort!"

Spring goes and autumn comes, and a year passes in the blink of an eye.

"Xiao Wen, wake up, today is the day for you to awaken your martial spirit." A gentle voice woke up Su Wen.

"Well, okay." In response, Su Wen quickly got dressed and followed the village elder Jerry out.

The martial soul awakens! This is one of the most exciting rituals on Douluo Continent.

Because, whether it is a dragon or an insect, they are all at this moment.

"I definitely have innate soul power, but I don't know what level this level of innate soul power is, and what's more, my martial soul."

Without the awakened martial spirit, Su Wen could only vaguely sense its existence, but was unable to determine its specific form.

"Xiao Wen, when you awaken your martial soul, you must listen to the deacon's arrangements. You have been smart since you were a child, and you will definitely be able to awaken your soul power." Old Jerry touched Su Wen's head and said with a smile.

"Well, Grandpa Jerry, I will definitely awaken my soul power. I want to become a soul master. I want to stand at the top of the continent!"

I want to have the most powerful strength in this world!

Weakness is the original sin.

Su Wen didn't want to be that ant that could be accidentally affected by others and die at any time.

Having already experienced it once, he never wants to do it again!

That feeling was too powerless.

Follow Old Jerry to the Wuhun Hall in the center of the village, a larger wooden house.

"Dear Soul Master, please excuse me." Old Jerry said to the proud young man and bowed.

Su Yuntao nodded lightly, bowed slightly in return, and said: "Since everyone is here, let's get started."

The fifteen children who participated in the Wuhun Awakening obediently followed the Wuhun Hall deacon and entered the cabin.

In the faint golden brilliance, one by one, under the guidance of Su Yuntao, the children completed the awakening of their martial spirits.

"Blue silver grass? Wasted martial soul!"

"Sure enough, there is no soul power."

"Sickle? Test your soul power."

"It's a pity that he has no soul power."

"Wooden stick? You should test it too."

"Hey! Half level soul power, not bad, at least I can practice."

"It's my turn." Su Wen said secretly.

He stood in a hexagonal pattern formed by six black stones, closing his eyes and feeling the changes in his body.

As the light golden light poured into his body, Su Wen could feel that the barrier between himself and the martial spirit disappeared.

Su Yuntao looked at Su Wen with expectation in his eyes.

The light emitted by Su Wen was obviously different, several times stronger than that of the little fat man with half-level soul power before.

A dusty book appeared on Su Wen's right hand, floating quietly.

"Huh? Shu Wuhun? Wasted Wuhun"

Although he felt that Shu Wuhun was useless, Su Yuntao still handed Su Wen the crystal ball for detecting soul power.

"What? Level five soul power?"

Su Yuntao was surprised that an ordinary martial arts soul could possess level five innate soul power!

"My lone wolf only has level two innate soul power."

Level five?

Su Wen was neither happy nor sad.

He knows that he has soul power.

Wuhun is a book, and it has been preset in my mind.

"Father's martial arts spirit."

In short, he can accept it.

"Boy, since you have level five innate soul power, don't let this talent go down. Although I don't know what the martial soul can do, soul masters are not necessarily fighting types."

Su Yuntao stepped forward and patted Su Wen on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"Well, thank you, master." Su Wen was also very grateful for Su Yuntao's affirmation.

"Old Jerry, the quality of the children in your Crescent Village this time is good. Two of them have awakened their soul power."

"Two?" Old Jerry's eyes widened with surprise evident on his face.

"Well, one only has half-level soul power, and the other has five-level soul power." Su Yuntao pointed at the little fat man and Su Wen, and said, "This is the proof from the Spirit Hall."

(End of this chapter)