Douluo: Summon the Holy Spirit Cult at the beginning!

Two months later.

Notting City.

"Xiao San'er, you are the only hope of my Holy Soul Village. You must be diligent... you must work hard, be strong, and become the soul master with the only light of Holy Soul Village!"

On the street, an old man with a stooped figure and white hair was explaining incessantly to a boy with short blue hair, wearing a commoner, with his hair parted in the middle.

The boy looked at the bustling streets and the stooped old man with tears in his eyes, and a touch of sadness surged in his heart.

"Grandpa Jack, don't worry, I will definitely work hard to become a soul master."

"Let's go to the hotel. You can rest for the night and return to the village tomorrow."

After hearing the middle-parted boy's words, Old Jack smiled awkwardly.

"Haha, silly boy, hotels are reserved for rich people. Poor people like us... have no chance in this life."

Ta tap tap~! ! ! !

At this moment, the crisp sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded.

In the distance, a group of people riding sweaty horses, wearing flying fish suits, and holding embroidered spring knives came quickly.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!!!"

"Everyone, please get out of the way. If you don't want to be touched, just get out of the way!!!"

Wherever this well-trained team went, the crowds dispersed.

After a while, a huge flag slowly unfolded and appeared in the distant sky.

The sun...and the sun and the moon, countless people on the street, the moment they saw this flag, their pupils quickly contracted, and their whole bodies began to tremble uncontrollably.

Bang~! ! !

"The envoy from the Ming Empire has arrived. Anyone who sees him should kneel down and salute!"

Indifferent voices resounded.

Bang~! Bang~! ! Bang~! ! !

Immediately afterwards, without any hesitation, everyone on the streets of Notting City who heard these words and saw this flag knelt down.

Along the way, no one who sees or hears dares to disobey!

Huh~! ! !

Jack, who was in his seventies and eighty years old, did not hesitate at all, followed the crowd and knelt down quickly.

Seeing this scene, the middle-parted boy had deep confusion in his eyes.

"Grandpa Jack, what are you...what are you doing?"

"Get up, get up quickly. You are already in your seventies or eighty years old. Why are you still kneeling down? This will be very bad for your body and mind!"

Seeing that he knelt down but the middle-parted boy did not, Old Jack became a little anxious.

"Little San'er, kneel down...quickly, kneel down quickly, or you'll get into trouble soon!"

With that said, Old Jack stood up without any hesitation, grabbed the back of the middle-parted boy's neck and pressed down.

Stupid, middle-pointed boy is stupid.

He doesn't understand.

In the ancient feudal era, kneeling to heaven and earth, to parents, to teachers, and even to the emperor himself was understandable.

But why would a random person want to make me kneel?

"No, Grandpa Jack, I won't kneel!"

Ta tap tap~! ! ! !

Seeing that the sound of horse hoofbeats in his ears was getting louder and louder, an eager look flashed in Old Jack's eyes.

"Oh, you kid, why are you so stubborn?"

"You cannot lose a piece of meat when you kneel down. This is the flag of the Ming Dynasty, the flag of the Ming Empire!"

"If we offend them, let alone the two of us, even in Holy Soul Village the ground will be dug up three feet, the dog will be slapped three times, and every ant hole will be filled with mercury!"

Ming Empire?

A strange empire appeared for the first time in the middle-parted boy's mind.

As far as he knew, the province he was in was the Fasnuo Province and was under the jurisdiction of the Tiandou Empire. Which country did the Ming Empire belong to?

I am a citizen of the Tiandou Empire, why should I salute the Ming Empire?

When he thought of this, the boy felt more confident.

"No kneeling, Grandpa Jack, we don't kneel. As Tiandou citizens, we have no obligation to salute other countries!"

Old Jack's beard was trembling with anxiety, but he had no choice but to resist the stubbornness of the middle-parted boy.

Eventually, the two of them were spotted by a guard in a huge, luxurious carriage.

Two men in black robes walked over with expressionless faces.

"Why don't you kneel down?"

Not far away, the luxury carriage stopped.

"Why should I kneel?"

Faced with the inquiry, the middle-parted boy didn't hesitate at all and asked directly. “Are you blind or deaf?”

"Didn't you see the sun and moon flag of the Ming Empire, or didn't you hear the explanation from the route-dividing troops in front?"

···

Inside a huge luxury carriage.

Feeling that the carriage had stopped, Xu Nian'an opened his eyes leisurely.

The void around him trembled.

"Interesting, interesting, I didn't expect...I didn't expect that this indifferent city of Notting would actually have a titled strongman stationed there!"

After hearing the words from the man in the void, Xu Nianan raised his eyebrows.

"Notting City...? It seems that I slept for a long time."

The curtains of the carriage were opened a corner, and Xu Nianan could clearly see the quarrel outside the carriage.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense to them?"

"Since they won't kneel down, we can just help them."

Having said this, a man in black robes suddenly pulled out his riding crop and quickly hit the young man.

"Oh...Oh no, Master, we will kneel now, we will kneel now!!!"

Facing Old Jack's begging for mercy, the man in black robe sneered.

"late!"

Pa~!

The whip cracked in the air.

The middle-parted boy narrowed his eyes, a flash of purple light flashed in his eyes, and he whispered.

"Xuanyu Hand!"

After changing hands, the middle-parted boy's hands became snow-white, like jade hands.

He caught it in one fell swoop, still in mid-air, like the whip of a fierce snake.

Inside the carriage.

Seeing the purple light in the middle-parted boy's eyes, and the fact that he could catch the whip at will from an adult man, Xu Nian'an's eyes shrank fiercely.

Especially the words "Xuanyu Hand" that the boy just said.

"It's him!"

Xu Nian'an recognized the other party's identity. After all, at this age, there could be no one else but him who could use such a move.

Xu Nianan opened his mouth, and an order came out from the carriage instantly.

Not long after, a man wrapped in a black robe moved outside the carriage.

"Be bold!"

"Do you know what a crime it is to delay the envoy?"

Seeing someone coming from behind, the two guards backed away.

The middle-parted boy looked up.

Before he could clearly see the person in front of him, a size 40 shoe kicked him in the face.

Snap~! ! !

The middle-parted boy did a 365-degree backflip and spun on the spot.

Wow~! ! !

Paji~!

After spinning seven or eight times, it landed heavily on the ground.

A size 40 shoe print appeared on the opponent's face, which was red and swollen.

In the dark, a dirty figure hidden in a brown robe slowly clenched his fists.

Finally, he slowly let go.

"San'er, you are a talented and independent person, but your temper is too strong and you don't know how to tolerate it."

"The first lesson to step out of society is to learn to be patient before you have enough strength. I hope you can remember this lesson deeply!"

A faint voice resounded, but the eyes of the man in brown robes were fixed on the man in black robes who attacked the boy with a mid-part.

The murderous intent in his eyes was not concealed at all!

Bang~!!

"San...Xiaosan...are you okay?"

What answered Old Jack was the indifferent look of the man in black robe.

"Hit me, let these two unruly people remember the Ming Dynasty flag!" (End of Chapter)