Chapter 1 Dreaming of the Holy Soul Village (newcomer please vote!!! TvT)
(ps: Brain Storage, I am a newbie who has been very serious about setting up settings and writing the plot, please don’t be stubborn in certain aspects ! Please comment with quality! )
In the year 2607 of the Douluo calendar, in the southwest of the Tiandou Empire, in Fasnuo Province, Holy Soul Village.
A little unknown village named after a Soul Saint.
A six-year-old boy was lying lazily on the lawn covered with bluesilver grass, staring blankly at the sky, with a piece of tender bluesilver grass in his mouth.
"It's so boring. The old world is still comfortable. It's a pity that I didn't sleep for three days and three nights to write a thesis for the postgraduate entrance examination. Why did I die suddenly? The older generation could not sleep for seven days and seven nights. Alas, I am here The ancestors of the motherland are in disgrace," Ye Wen muttered to himself.
Yes, this young man is commonly known as a time traveler. His predecessor was a top student who studied for a postgraduate degree in order to write a medical thesis. Unfortunately, his body was a little fragile, so he survived three days and three nights, and died suddenly and traveled to Douluo Continent.
As a well-known domestic IP, even Ye Wen, who is devoted to reading, has read this novel at some point.
It is worth mentioning that Ye Wen, like Tang San, is both soul-piercing, but unfortunately, after these six years of life, Ye Wen knows that he is probably much more unlucky than Tang San.
First of all, Ye Wen confirmed that the time traveled was Douluo Continent, but the time was probably decades earlier than Tang San was born. As for why Ye Wen in a remote village knew it, of course it was because Ye Wen would occasionally follow the village chief to work in Notting City. Even in a remote small town, the reputation of the Shangsan Sect is still prominent, and the pope of the high-ranking Wuhun Temple is named Chihiroji.
In addition, Ye Wen's previous life was in a standard Dharma-ending era. There was no so-called practice method such as Xuantian Kung in his mind. On weekdays, he could only rely on the most basic exercise and eating well to make himself strong. As for innate full soul power, don't think about it.
Then there is life experience. Tang San can be said to have a full-level family background at the beginning. His mother is a hundred thousand year spirit beast, and his father is a direct descendant of Haotian Sect, one of the three upper sects.
But Ye Wen’s side is miserable. His mother died in childbirth when she gave birth to Ye Wen, and she was just an ordinary person. His father was a soul master, but unfortunately he was also a self-righteous fool. In three years During the war between Tiandou and Xingluo yesterday, he went to the battlefield with several soul master friends to gain meritorious service and try to become a military noble.
It’s a pity that it was lost on the battlefield. After all, in this Douluo Continent where Soul Lords are inferior to dogs and Soul Saints are everywhere, an auxiliary Soul Lord on the battlefield is basically like pork in a meat grinder. It’s broken.
As for the compensation for death in battle, don’t think about it. Although the original work does not have a specific description of the social situation of Douluo Continent, it is no problem to refer to the Western Middle Ages and the Eastern Feudal Dynasty in the main body. After all, the original work Even in a junior college, nobles bully civilian work-study students. Needless to say in this more chaotic era.
So now Ye Wen lives with the village chief. It is worth mentioning that the current village chief is actually Ye Wen's grandfather, not the old Jack in the original article.
The village chief's name is Ye Buyi, a first-level soul master whose current combat effectiveness is negligible.
So Ye Wen is not optimistic about his future now. First of all, the awakening of the martial soul that determines his destiny is today. Ye Wen thinks that the probability of becoming a soul master is about 50-50.
Because when Ye Wen had nothing to do, he found out that his ancestors were the descendants of the soul saint mentioned in the holy soul village when he was looking through the family tree.
But no matter how good the bloodline is, if there is no corresponding high-quality bloodline for reproduction, it will eventually become thinner. However, there are rare examples of mutated martial spirits in the Douluo Continent.
It's a pity that there are too few good examples. For example, the fart martial spirit of a famous master is outrageous.
"Xiao Wen, it's time to go." Ye Buyi walked over and said tremblingly.
"I know, grandpa." Ye Wen patted the bluesilver grass on his body and walked neatly to Ye Buyi to help him.
Ye Buyi was wearing patched and shabby clothes, and his whole body was filled with a kind of twilight that seemed to be dissipated by the wind at any time.
This situation, with the cessation of the war between the two empires, and the fact that his son did not come back, made the old man feel depressed. If Ye Wen, his grandson, was not still around, I am afraid that the old man would have passed away long ago.
The grandfather and grandson supported each other and walked to the small Wuhun Hall in the village. Although it was called a Wuhun Hall, it was actually just a larger and neat wooden house. This was specially built by the Wuhun Hall to help common people awaken their martial souls. A small building and an infrastructure found in all villages.
"Go in, Xiaowen, your life will begin here." Ye Buyi said lovingly with a yearning smile on his face.
Ye Wen nodded silently and walked in.
Afterwards, several children from the same village walked in curiously.
At this time, a strong man wearing Wuhundian's standard clothes walked in and said solemnly.
"Quiet, everyone, line up!"
There was no so-called coercion, but the serious face and burly figure made the five children present tremblingly and quickly lined up. Team.
"My name is Su Zhenhua, a twenty-sixth level great soul master, and I am your leader. Now, I will awaken your martial souls one by one. Remember, no matter what happens, don't be afraid."
As he spoke, Su Zhenhua opened his package on the table nearby and took out two things from it, six round black stones and a shining blue crystal ball.
Su Zhenhua placed six black stones into the grooves of the six-pointed star array on the ground. Then motion to the first child to stand among them.
"Don't be afraid, close your eyes and feel it carefully." As he said this, Su Zhenhua's eyes suddenly lit up. In the horrified eyes of the children, he shouted, "Lone wolf, possessed."
< br>Ye Wen, who was in the middle of the queue, looked at this scene and couldn’t help but feel He complained, "Good guys, you guys are inheriting the legacy from their fathers and passing it down from generation to generation, right?"
That's right, hearing this name and martial spirit, Ye Wen couldn't help but think of the story of helping Tang Tang in the original work. Su Yuntao, who has awakened his martial spirit for the third time, is the funny warrior with the title of Blind Douluo. After all, Tang San, whom Su Yuntao looked down upon, became a god in the end.
(Su Yuntao, "Damn it! (╬▔ Pan▔)╯!! Feng Ping was killed before I was even born!")
The awakening and testing of martial spirits is very fast. , and soon it was Ye Wen’s turn.
The two in front had awakened the sickle and the hoe respectively, but unfortunately they were both useless martial souls without soul power.
“It’s my turn, it’s my turn, life is about success or failure, food and drink, I’m here to give it a go. Bless the Jade Emperor, bless the Three Purities, bless Amitabha, bless Hallelujah!”
"Come forward." Su Zhenhua said softly.
Ye Wen calmed down and slowly stood on the awakening magic circle. Su Zhenhua followed the same method and inspired the soul power in his body to inject it into the six black stones, activating the magic circle, and a faint Ye Wen was shrouded in golden light.
However, the golden light this time was obviously much more than that of the previous children who had not awakened their soul power. A trace of joy flashed in Su Zhenhua's eyes. Although he could not judge how strong the martial spirit Ye Wen awakened was, he was sure it had soul power, and now the bonus was secured.
Ye Wen frowned slightly, and an energy within his body emerged uncontrollably from his right hand. Then he saw a black shadow emerge, and a one-meter-square black cloth appeared in front of him.
A silver-white ring pattern also appeared on the back of Ye Wen's right hand.
The middle of the pattern is a twisted oblique square, and there seems to be a vortex in the middle of the square.
Looking at this pattern, Ye Wen suddenly understood. This is the soul mark mentioned in the comic version of Douluo. It is an original comic. So, this Douluo World Real Body Armor also has it. There are some expectations. After all, what big boy can resist the temptation of handsome armor?
But why wasn’t it found in the village before? Could it be that they are all hiding out of habit? Well, Grandpa should have this method. Go back and ask him.
Su Zhenhua frowned, looked at the martial spirit, and said to himself, "A rag? It's a bit too big. But it seems that the rag can't be used as a fighting weapon."
(PS: Martial spirits have all kinds of strange soul seals. In addition to being widely circulated, The spirit will be recorded, and the others are named by the spirit masters themselves, so Su Zhenhua is too lazy to review the ugly mutated spirit)
But after all, it is the signature of the Spirit Hall among the civilians, Su Zhenhua. Zhenhua said slowly and calmly.
“Stretch your left hand over and test your soul power.”
Ye Wen subconsciously followed the instructions. Because of the magic circle, Ye Wen’s mind was still a little buzzing at this time. It was buzzing, but Ye Wen not only felt that there was a piece of cloth in his hand, but he also seemed to have something in his left hand.
The moment his hand was about to touch the crystal ball, Ye Wen understood what was going on.
"Shit! My symptom is twin martial souls, and twin martial souls mean that the two martial souls are at least high-end martial arts spirits that belong to the top ranks. If it is exposed now, I will probably be Bring him to the Wuhun Hall for training, and then all kinds of nonsense will happen. It will happen around me, no, my goal is to keep growing and stay away from unnecessary disputes. I must avoid this risk. By the way, I am definitely born with full soul power, but what is the essence of soul power? I don’t have Xuantian Kung to sense the so-called internal power, but if I follow this If you think about the world's cultivation system, the meditation method means that the cultivation of soul power relies on the extension of thinking. If I want to control the soul power now, I can only use self-suggestion. "< br>
Ye Wen subconsciously A piece of black cloth was placed behind him, and the black cloth began to flicker and seemed to disappear at any time. The soul power that originally burst out began to become much thinner, and the crystal ball in Su Zhenhua's hand also began to emit light. There was a faint shimmer, but it seemed that the flickering light was a little bit flickering.
However, Su Zhenhua did not take it seriously, but subconsciously thought that the child in front of him could not control his soul power.
Surprise flashed in Su Zhenhua's eyes and he said, "Level 4 innate soul power, not bad, not bad. Work hard, boy, and you will have a good chance of becoming a soul sect in the future."
Su Zhenhua was in a good mood at this time, and he had been awakening continuously in the past few days. He has recruited martial souls from many villages, but none has the qualifications to be a soul master. And his position bonus is closely related to the awakening of soul masters with soul master qualifications.
Fortunately, this room was already dark, and everyone present was attracted by the light of the awakening circle, and did not notice the shallow layer of white gold soul mark on Ye Wen's left hand. Su Zhenhua, who presided over the Awakening of the Martial Spirit, didn't see it at all because of the angle. Later, Ye Wen also consciously hid the left hand.
Without any danger, this awakening ceremony was finally fooled.
As the ceremony ended, Ye Buyi outside the door couldn't wait to step forward and ask Ye Wen.
"How is it, Xiaowen?"
Looking at Ye Buyi's expectant eyes, Ye Wen said with a delighted smile, "I awakened a piece of cloth, grandpa, and I have an innate fourth-level soul. Master Su said that I can cultivate to the soul sect in the future and be even more powerful than my father."
Ye Buyi had tears in his eyes, his lips trembled, and he couldn't help but express his emotions. He kept muttering to himself, "The inheritance of my Ye family is not broken, not broken, not broken."
At this time, Su Zhenhua, who had packed his things, also walked out and looked at the excited old man in front of him. But they are accustomed to it. As a remote rural village that may not be able to produce a soul master in eighteen lifetimes, having a child with a talent for cultivation is simply a gift from the angel god.
"Old man, this is the child's test certificate. Noting Junior College will start in one month. Remember to send your child to school. Don't worry, it won't cost anything. Our Wuhun Temple is in the whole country. Mainland China implements the work-study system. As long as the child does something in the college You can do whatever you can to offset the tuition and food expenses. In the future, if this child reaches level 10 and hunts for soul rings, remember to take him to the Notting City Spirit Hall to register for the soul master level, and he can still receive it every month. A subsidy of one gold soul coin”
Su Zhenhua obviously regarded Ye Buyi as an old civilian who knew nothing about it, and gave him careful instructions.
The excited Ye Buyi did not want to interrupt these, but kept nodding there and saying "Okay, okay, okay."
When Su Zhenhua left, Ye Buyi happily brought Ye Wen back to his old brick house.
Even after living in this house for six years, Ye Wen still couldn't help but complain about the shocking gap between the rich and the poor in this era. Even worse than the ancient feudal dynasty. Even the brick house is already the best house in the Holy Soul Village. The other villagers are either wooden houses or earth houses, which are simply invisible.
I saw Ye Buyi letting Ye Wen enter the house first, and he carefully looked around twice outside, and then locked the door tightly.
Seeing this behavior, Ye Wen felt surprised. This was obviously something very important that the grandfather in front of him wanted to give himself, and it was the kind of valuable thing that his wealth could not be revealed.
At this time, Ye Buyi walked into the back room and moved a dilapidated cabinet inside. At this time, a hidden compartment on the ground was finally revealed.
Seeing this scene, Ye Wen was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that his ordinary home would have such a place to hide things, but thinking that his home seemed not big or small, he could be considered a soul master. It doesn't seem strange that a small family has such a small amount of wealth that they need to hide it.
"Grandpa, what is this?" Ye Wen asked curiously.
Ye Buyi did not answer Ye Wen's question immediately, but looked affectionately at the small box that was only one foot square in front of him.
Slowly opening it, I saw that in addition to a booklet, there was also a large bag of gold soul coins and a rough ring.
"Xiao Wen, although your father and I are not talented in cultivation, our ancestors also had a prominent family with soul saints, and we still have some wealth. However, it is not guilty for ordinary people, but it is a crime to possess a treasure. So for so many years, our family has always shown itself to be relatively poor.
This booklet is a meditation method left by the soul saint of our ancestors. It is the most suitable meditation method for our clan’s martial soul will turban. Although we only awaken the martial soul of the auxiliary soul master, as long as we have With this meditation method, our cultivation speed will definitely not be inferior to other weapons, martial arts and souls.
But it’s a pity that I only have half a level of innate soul power. Even with this skill, I won’t be able to achieve the level of a great soul master in my lifetime. Your father’s talent is better than mine, but it’s a pity. He was dragged into the battlefield by this damn empire at such a young age."
While Ye Buyi was describing the glory of his ancestors, he was also lamenting his own bad luck and the sadness of Ye Wen's father. If he were an offensive soul master, he might be able to escape forced conscription. Unfortunately, what their family inherited was Auxiliary martial souls can't even run away when they get the news.
However, when Ye Buyi said that his innate soul power was only half a level, Ye Wen couldn't help but think of the good-for-nothing master Yu Xiaogang. He also had only half a level of innate soul power, but he could rely on his family's heritage to cultivate to the highest level. At level 29, there is a huge difference between nobles and commoners.
But Ye Wen remembered that his martial spirit didn't seem to be the will turban, and he interrupted Ye Buyi embarrassedly and said, "Well, grandpa, the martial spirit I awakened doesn't seem to be the will you mentioned. "Turban."
Ye Buyi, who was just flooded with thoughts and wanted to talk endlessly, was suddenly stuck, looking at Ye Wen in disbelief and said.
"What? Isn't your martial spirit a piece of cloth?"
"There is nothing wrong with it being a piece of cloth, but I feel that it has nothing to do with the will scarf you mentioned. I was temporarily I can’t tell for a while, I’ll summon it and you can take a look.”
Saying that, Ye Buyi summoned his martial spirit again.
Looking at this Wuhun Ye Buyi's eyes narrowed, he could clearly feel that this piece of cloth was not the same thing as the will scarf that their family had always inherited. There seems to be a more mysterious power contained in it, and the turban of will that has not been summoned from the body feels faintly suppressed.
"Xiao Wen, does your martial spirit have any special abilities? After awakening the will scarf of our family, just tying this scarf on the head can make the spirit enter a slightly excited state." Ye Buyi said.
Ye Wen scratched his head. He had not carefully checked his martial soul before. After all, he had consumed a lot of brain cells to escape the soul power test just now. Only then did Ye Wen begin to sense it carefully. His own martial spirit.
“It seems like there is a space inside my cloth that can hold some dead objects? I should call this martial spirit Nabu now.”
This mysterious and mysterious feeling made Ye Wen feel uncertain for a while. Ye Buyi, on the other hand, was much more decisive. He directly picked up a water glass on the table and threw it into the cloth.
When the cup touched the black cloth, it disappeared without any impact, as if it was swallowed by the cloth.
Seeing this scene, Ye Buyi suddenly realized that after all, he was also a person who had gone to school. He was not like other foolish villagers who thought that if a child’s martial spirit was different from that of his parents, then the child would be a wild man. He knew that there was an extremely rare and special existence among martial spirits, called mutated martial spirits.
Obviously, his grandson did not awaken the turban of will inherited from his family, but he got the mutated martial spirit as a blessing in disguise.
Perhaps it was the long life in the countryside that made Ye Buyi forget a lot of knowledge about soul masters. Ye Buyi thought hard about the mutation of martial souls for a long time. Finally, he uncovered memories from decades ago.
Ye Buyi said in a deep voice, "Xiao Wen, your innate soul power shouldn't be only level four, right?"
Ye Wen was curious about how Ye Buyi knew that he had soul power, but for a long time Ye Wen couldn't help but nodded and said, "Yes, Grandpa. You also know that I am very afraid of trouble, and you often told me about the matters regarding geniuses among the big forces on Douluo Continent, so When I was testing my soul power, I subconsciously closed it down, so it was only level 4."
Hearing this answer, Ye Buyi had a happy smile on his face, even though his soul power was at level 4. He was humble, but he also traveled to the mainland in his early years. It can also be called a well-informed voice.
It is not uncommon for him to see the cruel methods used by big forces to recruit geniuses.
Ye Buyi is very pleased that his grandson can learn to hide himself instead of being in the limelight.
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(End of this chapter)