Chapter 2 Wuhun Qiulong Stick, full of innate soul power
"Oh, okay."
Su Yuntao didn't think much about it. Although Tang San was an innate soul with full soul power, it would be a pity for a useless martial soul like Lan Yincao.
"Come on, Xiaolin, hold out your right hand."
Su Yuntao waved to Xiao Lin, and Xiao Lin was already standing in the ceremony of awakening the martial spirit.
With a flash of golden light, Xiao Lin gently closed his eyes in the six-star light array, and Xiao Lin felt warm in the golden light.
Suddenly, countless golden light points rushed out. In an instant, the soul power in Xiao Lin's body was pulled out, and a silver-white stick appeared in Xiao Lin's hand.
"So heavy!"
Xiao Lin's hand sank and he opened his eyes to take a look.
The silver-white stick is about two and a half meters long. There are special lines on the first and last ends of the stick, which looks like a dragon.
Su Yuntao frowned: "This weapon is in good condition. What kind of weapon is it, a dragon pattern stick?"
Su Yuntao couldn't recognize Xiao Lin's martial soul's real name at all, but when he saw the martial soul's appearance, he knew that Xiao Lin's innate soul power should be the same.
"This is a horned dragon stick, not a dragon pattern stick."
When Xiao Lin was asked this question by Su Yuntao, Wuhun's name was also revealed.
Even he didn't know how this name came out of his mouth.
"Prisoner Dragon Stick? What a domineering name!"
When Su Yuntao heard the name, he already thought about what would happen after Xiao Lin became a soul master, a great soul master, or even a soul master.
In Douluo Continent, any martial spirit with a dragon touch would not be too bad, it could even be said to be terrifyingly strong.
Generally, martial arts spirits are top-level hunters such as wolves, tigers, and leopards. After adding attributes, they become top-level martial arts spirits.
If it were a dragon, even without attribute blessing, it would definitely be a top-notch martial spirit.
"Hurry, hurry, Xiao Lin, Brother Tao will give you a test to see what level your innate soul power is."
For a moment, Su Yuntao was even more excited than Xiao Lin.
Xiao Lin withdrew his thoughts, and after taking back the heavy horned dragon stick, he secretly made up his mind to train his body.
Su Yuntao handed the blue crystal ball to Xiao Lin and motioned for Xiao Lin to inject soul power into it.
Xiao Lin was already familiar with this and put his right hand directly on the crystal ball.
In an instant, the entire dark room seemed like daylight.
Su Yuntao narrowed his eyes and blocked his eyes with one hand.
"This brightness is the innate full soul power."
Su Yuntao murmured, this light was even more dazzling than Tang San's light.
Tang San on the side also stared at Xiao Lin with his purple devil eyes open, a trace of disbelief flashing across his face.
Could it be that Lan Yincao is really a useless martial spirit? If I were using another one...
Tang San wondered curiously, and for some reason, he slowly recognized Xiao Lin.
I originally thought about giving Brother Lin a hand, but I didn’t expect...
Soon as the light dissipated, Su Yuntao stared at the soul power filled with light on the blue crystal ball in his hand, and became sluggish.
"Innate full soul power! There are actually two innate full soul powers in this small village, and Xiao Lin's is the top weapon soul among them."
"Am I born with full soul power?"
At this time, Xiao Lin also came to his senses, although he had already made preparations for level seven, eight, or even level nine.
But now that he was told that he was born with full soul power, Xiao Lin couldn't help but be in a daze for a while.
Xiao Lin's expression remained unchanged on the surface, but in fact he fell into ecstasy inside.
Not to mention anything else, it is inevitable that Xiao Lin will become a god if he has the innate soul power plus the fairy grass and works hard.
Now, what Xiao Lin is thinking about is what kind of god he wants to become.
Do you want to steal Tang San's throne?
Damn it, as a mistress, how could I have such an idea?
Xiao San is not crooked at all now, and has been taught benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom and trust by Xiao Lin. What is the difference between doing this and double standard Tang San.
Besides, there are so many divine thrones in Douluo Continent, so why should he insist on grabbing Tang San's divine throne?
Apart from anything else, he would still use Tang San's fairy grass in the future. "Xiao Lin, do you want to join the Spirit Hall?"
At this time, Su Yuntao's face flashed with excitement, he looked at Xiao Lin and asked enthusiastically.
"Brother Tao, I won't go to the Wuhun Hall. It's better for me to stay close to grandpa."
Xiao Lin rejected Su Yuntao not because of Tang San.
It can only be said that Tang San can still be transformed into a good young man, but the Spirit Hall is already rotten from top to bottom.
Xiao Lin can't say too absolutely.
But what goes up works and what goes down works, Xiao Lin knows very well what kind of person Bibi Dong, the Pope of Wuhun Palace, is.
It would be no exaggeration to say that a person influenced by the evil thoughts of the Rakshasa God is born evil.
Don't think that after Bibi Dong unifies the continent, it will become a free and peaceful world.
This world has the profession of soul master, so this world naturally has classes.
Not everyone has the character of a saint.
Even Xiao Lin's previous life could not completely eliminate this class.
And when it comes to religion, Xiao Lin has a natural distrust.
Who doesn’t know what the Holy See did in the Middle Ages?
As for changing the situation in Douluo Continent, Xiao Lin can only say that he is naive.
Even if Xiao Lin becomes a god, he may not be able to do it.
Many times, things like God's will do things to people without one's control. Isn't it rare that this happens?
The most Xiao Lin can do is reduce this class gap.
For example, everyone in the world is a soul master, or everyone in the world is not a soul master.
…
Overthinking, Xiao Lin came to his senses, thanked Su Yuntao, and prepared to leave with Tang San.
Opening the door, old Jack was already waiting at the door.
An old face was full of anxiety. This time, his grandson was here.
"Xiao Lin, how are you?"
Expectation flashed in Old Jack's cloudy eyes, and he looked at Xiao Lin, hoping to hear good news from Xiao Lin.
"Hey, grandpa, Xiaosan and I are both innately full of soul power, and we can become soul masters soon."
Xiao Lin reported the good news, and Old Jack's face instantly glowed with red light.
"Okay, okay, it seems that our Holy Soul Village will really have a Soul Saint in the future."
Old Jack laughed loudly, walked into the room immediately, took out a bag of money and wanted to thank Su Yuntao.
Xiao Lin is not interested in this, and now he is taking Tang San home.
On the way home, after seeing no one around, Xiao Lin said coldly to Tang San, who was in a daze.
"Xiao San, you must be a twin martial spirit!"
"What! Twin martial souls? What are those?"
Tang San understood Xiao Lin's words literally, but his instinct made him choose to hide.
"Xiaosan, I've read a lot of books. You can't hide it from me. Now I'm going to tell you a point of view. Don't be shocked."
Xiao Lin turned to look at Tang San and saw that Tang San's face was a little troubled, so he couldn't help but laugh.
Tang San also looked at Xiao Lin blankly at this time. In this world, he was a layman, and even the situation of martial soul and innate soul power was told to him by Xiao Lin.
Now that he has awakened his martial soul, he will still need a lot of knowledge about the martial soul in the future.
"It is impossible for Blue Silver Grass to be innately full of soul power, unless it is not simple. I suspect that yours is not Blue Silver Grass, but Blue Silver King."
After Xiao Lin finished speaking, Tang San was stunned, Blue Silver King, is there such a thing?
"Of course, it may not be the Blue Silver King, but the more powerful Blue Silver Emperor. I don't know if such a martial spirit or soul beast exists, but it is impossible for Blue Silver Grass to be born with full soul power."
"What if?" Tang San thought of his Xuantian Skill and retorted.
"Then what is your other martial spirit? Generally, a soul master can only inherit the stronger martial spirit of his parents. If it is not the Blue Silver King or the Blue Silver Emperor, can a rubbish useless martial spirit still exist with other martial arts and still be the same? Innately full of soul power?"
Xiao Lin's words made Tang San silent. He had some guesses in his mind, maybe Xiao Lin's words were true.
(End of chapter)