Douluo the tower king

Chapter 5 Martial Soul Awakening
"Suck it! It's delicious!"

He sucked the last mouthful of slime's juice, leaving a thin piece of transparent skin and throwing it away casually. It's just a mutated creature. It's normal in this world. Martial spirits can mutate. Such a weak Slime It's also easy to understand if Mu mutates.

But the mutated slime is indeed mutated, this golden slime tastes completely different from other slimes.

If ordinary slime nights taste like beef soup, this golden slime can basically be compared with things like Datura poppies.

It is so delicious that it is poisonous, making him feel as if he is in the most comfortable hot spring, his body is extraordinarily relaxed, and his soul has been sublimated. After drinking it, he still wants to drink it.

"Hey!"

A little girl carved in pink and jade jumped out from behind him and wanted to scare him, but he had experienced this trick many times, how could he still be scared: "You are always bored, you are like this every time!"

Ning Rongrong pursed her mouth: "You still have the nerve to say, who told you to run this way every time?"

"I don't want to run here, the problem is that my mother won't let me keep these slimes in the yard!"

"Forget it, do you know what time it is?"

"It's time!"

"Fuck you hammer! It's already two quarters!"

Ning Shuang was taken aback: "Are you kidding me? I came over right after dinner, how could it take so long?"

"How do I know what you're doing? I've awakened my martial soul today, and I haven't seen you. The old uncle and the old concubine are very anxious, and they are looking for you now! I guess you should be here, so come and have a look, Sure enough, I found you! What are you doing, you haven't been here for so long?"

Ning Shuang's head grew dizzy for a while, and she just looked up at the position of the sun in the sky. Ning Rongrong probably didn't lie to him, that is to say, he really shook for an hour inexplicably. The problem was that he didn't feel anything at all, just drinking How long can a drink last?
"Forget it, let's not talk about it now, let's go back quickly, everyone should be in a hurry!"

Ning Shuang followed Ning Rongrong back home without hesitation, and sure enough, many people were looking for him.

When Lin Liang saw him, his eyes widened, and he rushed over to give him a violent beating, even releasing his martial soul.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, Lin Liang is only in his 30s, but he is a level 70 Soul Sage. Although he is not as talented as Haotian Douluo, he is still extremely talented.

At this time, the big cousin is more considerate, and I don't see how he moves. A three-meter-tall, skinny old man slowly appeared in front of Ning Shuang to block Lin Liang's falling stick: "Little Liangzi, don't be so Get angry, children are ignorant, and it is understandable that they are too lazy to play, so there is no need to get angry like this?"

Lin Liang put away the stick in his hand, but the aura did not diminish at all: "Your Majesty Bone Douluo, it's not that I am willing to be cruel. After all, which mother likes to watch her children be maimed? But The little bastard is getting rougher day by day, if you don't beat him up and let him know how powerful he is, won't he be turned upside down in the future?"

Ning Fengzhi stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Why is my concubine so angry? Although my little cousin is usually quite noisy, he also has a sense of propriety and knows what can and cannot be done. He was late today. You can only come back after looking for it, there must be a special reason, why don't you listen to what he has to say?"

A suzerain, a titled Douluo interceded for him, and Lin Liang also borrowed the donkey from the slope to ease his anger: "Little bastard, why did you go?"

Ning Shuang's mouth felt bitter, what did he say?Obviously, he didn't sneak off to sleep, and he didn't do anything else. He disappeared inexplicably for more than an hour, and he didn't believe it when he said it.

"I don't know what happened. After breakfast, I went to the back mountain to grab a slime and drink it. I didn't go anywhere else. Just after drinking it, my niece came to find me and said that I was leaving the meeting. A quarter of an hour has passed, and I am also very puzzled."

"Little bastard still wants to quibble!"

The anger that Lin Liang had just suppressed suddenly rose again, and Ning Fengzhi looked at Ning Shuang's father who was standing by the side watching the show with a headache: "You don't want to worry about it?"

Ning Zhong shook his head: "How do I care? I'm just an auxiliary soul master like you! You let me, an auxiliary soul master, find trouble with the assault department, what's wrong?"

Ning Fengzhi shook his head helplessly, his uncle was good at anything else, but he was lazy, he didn't stand when he could sit, and he didn't sit when he could lie down.

"Forget it, I'll go by myself."

He walked up to Lin Liang and said, "Don't be angry, Jinzi, today is a big day after all, and the ancestors are watching in the ancestral hall, why don't you just do the business first, you just want to discipline the children, and then go to bed slowly after you finish the business." ,How about it?"

Only then did Lin Liang nod his head. After all, the annual Soul Master Awakening Ceremony is a big deal anywhere, and it would be a crime if he missed the important thing because of himself.

She looked at Ning Shuang with pity: "Well, since the suzerain has spoken, you are lucky, little bastard, so I will let you go for now."

Did Ning Shuang escape a catastrophe today?When following Ning Fengzhi to the ancestral hall, he whispered beside him: "Thank you cousin today, if it wasn't for cousin, my legs might have to be broken!"

Before Ning Fengzhi could speak, a brick hit the back of Ning Shuang's head with the whistling sound of the wind. When he turned his head to look, he saw his old mother sneering at him with a brick in her hand: "Little bastard, you are no bigger than you are!" Try saying something?"

Ning Shuang expressionlessly wiped away the crumbs of the bricks on her head, and made a slight bow to Ning Fengzhi: "My concubine was born in a poor family, and she has no manners. She is actually a village woman, but the suzerain laughed."

"Snapped!"

Another brick hit the back of his head, and he turned his head, only to see Lin Liang's eyes were about to burst into flames, and he yelled angrily, "I'm not dead yet, you little bastard! How dare you curse me to death, how dare you!" Don't go home! Otherwise, you will see if I can't peel your skin off!"

This noisy scene was really gratifying, and I don't know who took the lead in laughing, and when the courtyard, which was still full of serious atmosphere, was occupied by joyful laughter.

Walking into the ancestral hall, there are 13 teenagers who need to awaken their martial spirit today, including him.

These 13 children are direct members of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School, or children of soul masters attached to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School.

In the outside world, no matter common people or nobles, if they want to awaken their spirits, it will be handled by the Wuhun Palace, but the Wuhun Palace can't control the major sects.

In other words, Xiangguan couldn't reach out.

So when a child from a big sect like Qibao Glazed Tile Sect wants to awaken their spirit, they will solve it directly without giving the spirit hall a chance to intervene.

Although the suzerain, as well as a group of high-level sects are here, there are not many powerful soul masters, but in fact, it is only a little soul master of more than 30 levels who is responsible for awakening their martial souls.

The first one to go up was a chubby little boy who looked very strong. He may have never experienced such a scene. Although he was quite strong, he looked timid and timid.

The Hunzun was a girl around 20 years old, she looked very gentle, she squatted in front of the child with a golden crystal ball and said with a smile: "Come! Don't be afraid, tell my sister what your name is."

"I, my name is Niu Zida."

"Okay, Niu Zida, what kind of martial spirit do you want to awaken?"

Speaking of this, the fear in the little chubby's eyes was also replaced by a bright light: "I want to become a soul master of the attack system, the kind that no one can beat me."

"Strong attack type soul masters can't be so timid!"

"I'll do my best!"

The girl nodded, and then pointed to a hexagram pattern engraved in the middle of the ancestral hall: "Then you stand here, I can start! Martial spirit possession!"

As she yelled, those emerald-like eyes turned into vertical pupils, and her bones seemed to melt, making her body look extra soft, and the hexagram pattern on the ground also changed with the fluctuation of his soul power. It lit up, and then released a small light that illuminated the child.

While the backlight was covered, Niu Zi, who seemed a little nervous and timid just now, calmed down instantly, as if he had no intention of doing so, and stared at two lifeless eyes.

A few seconds later, he suddenly stretched out his right hand, and a light blue long sword appeared in his hand, and the temperature of the air dropped a little in an instant.

"This little guy has actually awakened his father's signature Wuhun Ice Soul Sword. He is very talented! I just don't know how the soul power is."

"His father has five levels of innate soul power, and he has also cultivated to be a soul emperor. This little guy doesn't need to be too high, as long as the level of soul power is the same as his father, he will be a soul emperor again in a few decades!"

No matter what the people outside the court were talking about, the gentle girl still focused on the child in front of her as if she didn't hear it: "Little guy, put your hand on the crystal ball."

Niu Zida obediently put his little hand on the crystal ball, and then the crystal ball shone brightly.

"Amazing! It's actually a seventh-level soul power, very good, you have to work hard!"

Seeing the brightness of the crystal ball, the girl happily encouraged him, and then watched him run down to find his father: "Dad, you see, I have also awakened the Ice Soul Sword, and I have seven Super soul power!"

His father is a very rough man, but at this time he also rubbed his hair proudly: "Yes! As expected of my son, it's amazing, your innate soul power level is higher than mine, maybe in the future You can even become a Titled Douluo! You have to work hard to cultivate!"

"I will!"

Watching Niu Zida leave in relief, the girl waved to another child: "Come on! It's your turn."

Watching Niu Zida awaken his martial soul, the second child stood on the hexagram pattern without saying anything, and then looked at the girl expectantly: "Sister, what kind of martial soul will I awaken?"

"It's hard to say. Your martial spirit may be the same as your mother's, or your father's. No one knows this before awakening. Only after awakening will you know what it is."

(End of this chapter)