[Wuhun: ghost fire. 】

[Talent: Innately full of soul power. 】

[Soul ring: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black]

[Soul bone: the right leg bone of the 3-year-old soul beast Shadow Tiger. 】

[Life comprehension: Seeing human nature clearly, killing people without blinking an eye. 】

……

"Please host to keep one of them."

Ah this.

Su Xing scratched his head, feeling a little speechless about his miserable life experience in the simulator, and at the same time fell into the difficulty of choosing.

"Wuhun is a will-o'-the-wisp, and it doesn't seem to be of much use."

"As for the soul ring, Su Xing hasn't even awakened his martial soul yet, so it should be useless to choose it."

"A soul bone, although it is a good thing, but Su Xing doesn't know what his martial soul is, and naturally he doesn't know what direction his future cultivation will take.

This soul bone is obviously a sensitive attack type with dark attributes, if the cultivation route I will take in the future is strength or strong attack, it doesn't make much sense to use this thing. "

"After some deliberation, Su Xing decided to choose the talent: congenitally full of soul power. After all, the soul master's next cultivation, the amount of soul power when first awakened is very important. The higher the innate soul power is, the faster the acquired cultivation speed will be. , it is natural to be ahead of others.”

As for the comprehension of life, Su Xing felt that it was completely unnecessary...

"I choose talent, which is full of soul power."

As soon as the selection was finished, the awakened body trembled, and then a blue light glowed, shining like that bright gemstone.

Immediately, a faint blue halo spread out, unavoidably awe-inspiring.

In the blink of an eye, the blue light disappeared again.

"Is this power?"

Su Xing shook the fist in his hand, feeling like his whole body has been reborn.

"Brother Su, what are you doing here alone?"

A small boy in plain sackcloth climbed up the hill neatly and walked towards Su Xing.

Chapter 3 Old Jack's Martial Soul

"What are you doing? I'm doing shit. Little San'er, it's none of your business what I'm doing here!"

After finishing speaking, Su Xing lay directly on the grass, crossed his legs, and conveniently uprooted a blue silver grass beside him, removed the roots, and then put it in his mouth.

"……"Tang San.

For Tang San, a hypocrite, Su Xing has never been very cold.

In the early days, Wuhundian gave him the awakening of Wuhun for free, and when he was a working student and couldn't even pay the tuition, he also gave him a soul master allowance to improve his life.

In the end, he wanted to destroy the Wuhun Temple, completely ignorant of the need to have a grateful heart in life.

Pick up the bowl to eat, and put down the bowl to scold your mother, which is a proper Tang-style inheritance.

From the beginning to the end, Wuhundian has never attacked civilians. The so-called crimes of Wuhundian are all internal contradictions of the ruling class.

Those who are solved by Wuhundian are either the decadent feudal dynasty.Either it's a relationship between humans and animals that affects human relationships, or it's a big family of soul masters that exploits the people.

Putting aside the relationship between humans and animals that affects human relations, Tang San himself hunts and kills intelligent high-level spirit beasts, he is the right way, and Wuhundian is wrong to hunt and kill high-level spirit beasts?

Isn't this a proper double standard dog?

In terms of specific work, Wuhundian has been paying attention to the living problems of low-level soul masters, providing them with subsidies to improve their living conditions, and helping the people awaken Wuhun for free.

And from the pope to ordinary low-level soul masters, they continued to hunt down evil soul masters without fear of life and death, and drove them all to the killing capital.

And what did the two great empires, the Shang Sanzong, and the Tang Sect do for the people at the bottom?At the historical moment of social progress, Tang San resolutely stood on the opposite side of the people, defended the decadent feudal dynasty, and turned back the wheel of history.

In fact, if Wuhundian can complete the great unification, it can even be said to be a great thing for the long-split Douluo Continent.

This fellow Tang San, on the Douluo Continent, should be infamous for thousands of years, and should be nailed to the pillar of shame in the history of the Douluo Continent.

Tang San's various crimes can be said to be overwhelming, so Su Xing didn't like him from the beginning.

"Brother Su, you are such a bad boy, you curse at others."

Tang San looked at Su Xing lying on the grass with the blue silver grass in his mouth, basking in the setting sun head-on, and said helplessly.

"San'er, beating is kissing, scolding is love, brother often scolds you because he loves you." Su Xing chewed the blue silver grass a few times, and said.

"..." Hearing these words, Tang San looked at Su Xing dumbly.

"By the way, Brother Su, I heard that there is still one month until the day when our martial spirit will be awakened. I don't know what kind of martial spirit I will awaken by then. My father is a blacksmith. You said my martial spirit can't Is it a hammer?" Tang San said seriously.

"Your martial soul... poof!"

Su Xing spat out the blue silver grass in his mouth.

"Your martial soul is this blue silver grass, you don't have to run away." Su Xing said with a smile.

"Brother Su, you are too hurt..."

Tang San smiled wryly, "Curse me!"

In Tang San's heart, Blue Silver Grass was a kind of ordinary grass that couldn't be ordinary. Tang San still hoped that his martial spirit would be a little bit better.

"It's okay, I'll find out in a month, Brother Su, what you said now is not really..."

After speaking, Tang San turned and left.

Su Xing looked at the back of Tang San going away, and suddenly his stomach growled.So he got up and prepared to go home, after all, it was almost time for dinner.

Su Xing's family lives on the east side of the Holy Soul Village. The three mud brick houses are a bit shabby, mainly because Grandpa Jack is usually frugal and reluctant to spend gold soul coins to renovate the house.

As soon as he entered the house, Su Xing could smell the tangy aroma of rice. He skillfully came to the stove and lifted the lid of the big iron pot. The porridge in the pot was already overcooked.

"Grandpa Jack, I'm back." Su Xing called.

After a while, the curtain in the inner room was lifted, and an old man in his 60s came out with a cane.

Although the old man was tall and thin, he was hale and hearty, his clothes were clean and tidy, and his hair was combed meticulously.

"Xiao Su, you are back."

"There are a lot more tourists who bought tickets to visit our village this month compared to last month. Most of them came for the story about the soul sage Xiaoyan you made up. Where are the tourists coming?"

"Heaven Dou City, that's a big city."

Grandpa Jack came to the stove, picked up two bowls, and said to Su Xing while holding up the porridge in the iron pot with a spatula.

"Oh, that's right, it seems that my story about Douluo Cangqiong is quite attractive." Su Xing was secretly pleased, and took the bowl of porridge from Grandpa Jack's hand.

"Little Su, you are really the lucky star of our Holy Soul Village. Since you came to our Holy Soul Village, our village has become better and better."

Grandpa Jack came to the table behind him with a full bowl of porridge, sat down slowly, and poured the porridge into his stomach with a spoon.

"Grandpa Jack, come on, eat more vegetables. Eating more vegetables is good for your health." Su Xing picked up a pile of vegetables and put them in Grandpa Jack's bowl.

"Xiao Su, grandpa suddenly remembered something. You are almost six years old, right?" Old Jack put down the spoon in his hand, thought for a moment, and asked.

Su Xing nodded and said, "Yes, Grandpa Jack, I will be six years old in one month."

Hearing this, Old Jack said sternly: "Little Su, each of us has our own martial soul. When we reach the age of six, we have to perform a martial soul awakening ceremony. Having a martial soul will make us feel better in certain aspects. Ability enhancement. Even the most common martial spirit will help."

"If you have an outstanding martial spirit and can practice, then you may become a soul master respected by thousands of people. Our village has not had a soul master for many years."

After finishing speaking, old Jack showed a little helplessness in his eyes.

"The awakening ceremony only happens once a year. This time our village's awakening ceremony is next month. You can't miss it. This time, the deacon of the martial arts branch of Notting City will come to our village to help the children in the village awaken their martial arts. Woolen cloth."

Hearing what Old Jack said, Su Xing suddenly became interested in Old Jack's martial soul, so he asked: "Grandpa Jack, what was the martial soul you awakened back then?"

Old Jack looked troubled.

"..." He hesitated, with black lines all over his head.

"Uh...my martial soul, my martial soul is neither a weapon martial soul nor a beast martial soul."

"It's a kind of food-type spirit...carrot!"

"((?Д?))!" Hearing this, Su Xing's jaw dropped in shock.

"Hey, when I awakened my martial spirit back then, I couldn't awaken my soul power, so naturally I couldn't become a great soul master..."

After finishing speaking, Old Jack got up and sighed, and went back to the bedroom with a cane.

Chapter 4 The Traveler of Flowing Water, Su Yuntao of Iron

A month later.

Holy Soul Village...

Su Xing was the same as usual, had lunch at home, and after writing the time travel diary, he began to wander around the Holy Soul Village.

Finally, at the entrance of the village, in front of the stone pillar with the handprint of the soul sage, he stopped.

"Hmph, it's interesting, which little bastard made up this story?"

I saw a very handsome young man with sword star eyebrows, his hands behind his back, staring at the sign next to the stone pillar and said dissatisfiedly.

The young man was dressed in a white outfit, with a black cloak behind him, and a fist-sized soul character in the center of his chest.

Obviously, this is the standard attire for staff directly under Wuhundian.

Just looking at this strange attire, Su Xing knew that the young man in front of him was definitely not an ordinary person.

After sizing up the young man carefully, Su Xing dared to conclude that the young man in front of him is the famous tool man in Douluo Continent: Su Yuntao!

Obviously, Su Yuntao came to Shenghun Village today to awaken their martial spirits, not to travel.

But when he thought of Su Yuntao calling him a little bastard just now, Su Xing felt a little offended, so he walked over and asked disdainfully: "What's wrong? There is something wrong with the story of the little flame soul sage in our village?"

Hearing this, Su Yuntao turned around, looked down at Su Xing, pointed to the sign next to the stone pillar, and said, "This story is obviously made up."

"Oh? How did you know it was made up?" Su Xing asked.

"In this story, not only does Xiaoyan not have a powerful martial soul, but her innate soul power is only at the third level. Let alone becoming a 7th-ringed soul sage, it is estimated that it will be difficult to become a 4th-ringed soul sect. Isn't this just made up?"

Hearing this, the corners of Su Xing's mouth twitched.

Brother Tao was still the same Brother Tao, exactly the same as when Tang San swore that Tang San's Blue Silver Grass spirit could not be cultivated or become a soul master.

"There is no trash martial soul, only trash soul masters!" Su Xing said firmly.

"..." Su Yuntao was at a loss for words for a moment.

"You kid, it's interesting." Su Yuntao laughed.

"Forget it, I won't quarrel with you. I'm here in your village, and I have something important to do. Take me to see your village chief." Su Yuntao glanced at Su Xing and said calmly.

Su Xing shrugged, sighed and said, "All right, then come with me."

After finishing speaking, Su Xing turned around and walked into the village, Su Yuntao followed behind him.

……

Holy Spirit Village.

After Su Yuntao found Village Chief Jack, he asked him to bring all the six-year-old children in the village outside the Spirit Hall.

This year, there are nine children in the holy soul village who are going to awaken their spirits, and Tang San is the last one to come under the leadership of Old Jack.

Most of the children in the village didn't think highly of Tang San, and almost didn't want to talk to him.Loving the poor and loving the rich is not only found among the nobles, it is even more obvious among the common people.

Outside the Martial Soul Hall.

"Hello, respected Master of Battle Soul, I will trouble you this time." Old Jack saluted Su Yuntao respectfully.

Hearing this, Su Yuntao's brows showed a faint pride, and he bowed slightly indifferently, which was regarded as a return of courtesy, and said: "I don't have much time, let's start now."

"Okay, children, this is the battle spirit master from Notting City. Next, you must cooperate with the master to complete your martial soul awakening."

Old Jack waved to the children, signaling them to follow Su Yuntao and enter the Wuhun Hall to awaken their Wuhun.

In the end, Old Jack patted Su Xing, who he had raised for several years, and said kindly: "Little Su, grandpa naturally hopes that you can become a soul master. If you don't have soul power, you can't become a soul master, then that's okay, too. In a few years, you will take over from grandpa and be the head of our village."

"..." Woke up with a black thread.

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