Chapter 1: Good luck at the beginning!
“Bang!”
There was a loud bang in the sky!
On the road, a young man flew out. Before he died, he took one last reluctant look, and then smiled with relief.
It was a big red truck.
Protagonist, pawn!
......
Douluo Continent, proudly come to the city!
"Five hundred federal coins! Little devil, you are lucky today!"
In the garbage recycling bin, Old Man Yu looked at the little boy in front of him and stroked his beard and smiled.
This guy is young but very sensible, and he is very popular in this neighborhood. If Lin Xuan hadn't insisted on living alone, he would have been adopted by a neighbor long ago.
"Hey, I just happened to catch up with Uncle Mang's forging and picked up some scraps."
Lin Xuan chuckled and touched the back of his head.
"Boy Lin, you should be awakening your martial soul soon!"
Old Yu folded the federal coins and handed them to Lin Xuan, and asked at the same time.
In Douluo Continent, Wuhun can be said to be the existence that determines a person's destiny. If someone is lucky enough to awaken a powerful martial soul, then he can jump up and become a noble soul master.
It can be said that the awakening of martial souls is the rebirth of ordinary people, and every year there is no shortage of golden phoenixes flying out of the chicken coop.
"Tomorrow is the awakening ceremony!"
Lin Xuan said, with a hint of eagerness in his eyes.
It has been six years since he traveled to Douluo Continent. His parents met with a shipwreck when he was three years old and their bodies were completely wiped out. He started as a standard orphan. Fortunately, with the help of his neighbors, Lin Xuan has been able to grow up to this day.
He only hopes to awaken a top martial spirit tomorrow, not any twin martial spirits.
“You are so smart, you will definitely become a soul master!”
Old man Yu smiled kindly.
"Then let me borrow my good words."
Lin Xuan replied with a smile, then turned and left.
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The next day, Lin Xuan got up early and headed to the nearby Hongshan College excitedly.
The street in front of the college was crowded with people early in the morning. These are parents who brought their children to wake up. Everyone was in twos and threes, but Lin Xuan was the only one who stood out.
"Lin Xuan! Come here!"
Just as Lin Xuan was about to line up behind the long queue, a soft voice suddenly came from the front. Lin Xuan looked forward and saw a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties waving to him.
The man was wearing a plaid shirt, with golden eyes on his face, and he had a rather bookish air.
“Uncle Tang!”
Lin Xuan walked over and said to Tang Ziran.
When Lin Xuan went to pick up forging scraps from Mang Tian, he would often bump into Tang Ziran, and the two of them became familiar with each other. Lin Xuan's self-reliance and independent style made Tang Ziran admire and feel distressed at the same time.
“Just right together!”
Tang Ziran pulled Lin Xuan over and turned to a little boy hiding behind him.
"Wulin, this is the Lin Xuan I told you before. He should be a few months older than you, so call him brother!"
"Brother Xuan!"
Tang Wulin opened his big Kazilan eyes and looked at Lin Xuan curiously.
The clothes of this man of the same age were a little shabby, and his trouser legs were slightly white, but he stood there with his waist straight and exuding a sense of righteousness. Tang Wulin couldn't help but feel a little fond of him. He often heard his father talk about Lin Xuan.
"Wulin! If someone bullies you in school in the future, tell Brother Xuan and I will protect you."
Lin Xuan smiled and patted his chest enthusiastically.
Tang Wulin still has the divine will of the Tang Shenwang squatting there in his body. If he could make friends with Tang Wulin, then Lin Xuan would definitely choose to make friends with him!
Don't say that he doesn't have a golden finger now, even if he does, Tang San has left so many backup options for Tang Wulin, and just one of them would be enough for him to drink a pot. If he were reading novels, Lin Xuan might choose to punch Tang San and kick Shura, but that's not the case now that he has traveled through time.
At this time, it is natural that those who know the current affairs are the heroes! Who asked Tang San to travel through 20,000 years earlier?
Besides, his impression of Tang Wulin was not bad. Apart from being a bit love-minded, everything else was acceptable. Besides, Tang Wulin is still a little kid now, and there is still room for training.
"Okay! Thank you, Brother Xuan!"
Tang Wulin felt warm in his heart and smiled sweetly at Lin Xuan.
Tang Ziran on the side looked at the harmonious two people and was very pleased.
"Tang Wulin, Lin Xuan!"
After a while, it was their turn. Tang Ziran led the two of them into Hongshan College.
The three of them followed the leading teacher and walked in a winding path on the school's path for several minutes, finally arriving at a teaching building.
"Parents can just stay here with you!"
The teacher stopped and turned back to Tang Ziran and said.
"Children, go!"
Tang Ziran said gently to Lin Xuan and the other two.
"Dad! I will definitely awaken the powerful martial spirit."
Tang Wulin walked towards the teaching building, and suddenly turned around and shouted to Tang Ziran on the way.
“Come on!”
Tang Ziran raised his fist and encouraged him.
"Brother Xuan, let's go!"
After being encouraged by Tang Ziran, Tang Wulin followed Lin Xuan into the teaching building with a smile.
The awakening room here is divided into seven floors, and each floor has a separate awakening room. Lin Xuan and Tang Wulin separated and went to different awakening rooms. Lin Xuan went to the second floor.
When he came to the awakening room, a bald man wearing a simple robe was already waiting there.
The orange robe on the man's body was embroidered with some dark patterns in the form of soul beasts. Different from tens of thousands of years ago, the person responsible for awakening the common people now is the spirit master of the Spirit Transfer Tower.
"Children! Don't be afraid, stand in the middle."
The spiritual master saw Lin Xuan coming in with a gentle smile on his face.
Hearing this, Lin Xuan followed the instructions of the spiritual master and stepped forward with excitement.
I don’t know what martial spirit I will awaken!
Whether she is a young model in the club or working in the sea, it all depends on this wave.
"Calm down and relax, I'm going to start!"
The spiritual master saw Lin Xuan getting ready and warned him.
Under Lin Xuan’s curious eyes, the spiritual master’s fingers lit up with a soft white light, and then he moved slightly into the air. The white light that was originally on his hand shot up into the sky, like fireworks at night. Blooming in the air, spreading all around.
As the white light fell, the surrounding walls lit up with beautiful lines, from the ceiling to the surrounding walls, and finally converged at the soles of Lin Xuan's feet.
Countless white rays of light poured into Lin Xuan's body, and he only felt a numbing power pouring into his body from the soles of his feet.
The scene in front of him gradually blurred, and a void spiritual universe appeared in front of him. There was endless darkness, but with the influx of white light, a strange power deep in the spiritual universe was about to emerge.
I don’t know how long it took, but Lin Xuan suddenly felt a stinging pain in his palm, like a needle prick, and he opened his eyes.
A green grass appeared in his palm. The green grass was not as weak as ordinary plants. Instead, there was a faint edge in the tip of the grass.
“Is this green leaf grass? No, it feels different.”
The spiritual master looked at the grass in Lin Xuan's hand and said doubtfully. Although Green Leaf Grass is said to be better than useless martial arts spirits like Blue Silver Grass, it obviously doesn't have such a sharp edge.
Mutated martial soul!
Facing the doubts of the spiritual master, Lin Xuan thought to himself.
His martial spirit has mutated, and this green-leaf grass is more appropriately called Green-leaf Sword Grass.
(End of this chapter)