Start by entering the world of Douluo

Wuhun Palace is a top-notch force in Douluo Continent, and its comprehensive strength is even comparable to that of a country.

Most people have been helped by the Wuhun Palace from awakening their martial souls to growing into soul masters.

In the novel, the wolf in the Wuhun Palace wanted to become the Wuhun Empire and wanted to unify the Douluo Continent. Unfortunately, he was thwarted by Tang San, a family troublemaker, and ruined hundreds of years of foundation, which is sad.

In Ji Changzong’s view, what’s wrong with Wuhun Palace?

They are strong, pay attention to the grassroots in rural areas, and provide subsidies to low-level soul masters. What they do is not better than the two empires.

To be honest, if it weren't for the enmity between Tang San's family and Wuhun Palace, or the group of idiots at the top of the Tiandou Empire, it would be another matter whether Tang San wanted to take care of this matter.

Back on topic.

Ji Changzong came to this village three days ago. Three farmers vouched for his support, and Village Chief Jack adopted him smoothly.

It has to be said that no matter which world they are in, farmers are basically the most simple. If they are good, they are good, and if they are bad, they are bad. People with a discerning eye can see it at a glance.

Mayor Jack is a good guy who you can tell right away.

At over sixty years old, he is dry, refined, and energetic. His many years as village chief have given him a bit more dignity and intimacy than ordinary villagers. No wonder he won the respect of Tang San in the original work.

It's a pity that Old Jack's wife died when he was young, and he never remarried. Naturally, he had no children and was alone for many years. Now that he has a grandson who looks so lovable, it's too late to be happy.

The villagers heard that the village elder Jack had adopted a grandson, and many came over to congratulate him.

In short, Ji Changzong has finally been admitted into the village and has a foothold in this world.

In the past few days, he would also secretly inquire about the village affairs with the old village chief, and ask about the existence of Tang San's family intentionally or unintentionally.

According to the information he found out, a man with a baby came to the village a few years ago. He was a blacksmith named Tang Hao. He drank and did nothing all day long and was slovenly. Fortunately, this man had a good son who was still alive. When the stove is high, I start taking care of the housework.

Speaking of Tang San, Village Chief Jack's eyes were a little more sad.

That child was not treated badly by God. Although he was only a waste of spirit blue silver grass, he was innately full of spirit power and had great hope of becoming a spirit master and receiving subsidies from the spirit hall.

Tang San became a work-study student and went to Notting City Soul Master School to attend classes, and would only come back during holidays. Tang San's father also left a few months after Tang San went to school. He didn't know where he went. Poor Xiao San was still worried about his bastard father when he came back.

In his mind, as long as he became a soul master, he would have no problem supporting himself, and he would at least be more promising than farmers like them.

"Chang Zong, in a few days the soul master from the Wuhun Palace will come to our village to awaken the six-year-old child's soul. Maybe you can also awaken your soul power and become a soul master." Grandpa Jack said this. Said with a smile at the dinner table.

Old Jack has always been proud of the fact that there has been a soul saint in Holy Soul Village, and he has always hoped that another soul saint can appear and lead the Holy Soul Village to become rich. But for many years, there have been few decent soul masters in Holy Soul Village, so the ideal has turned into a luxury.

Tang San might be considered one, he was born with full soul power, but how powerful could a useless martial soul like Blue Silver Grass be?

Now he just wants the people in the village to be safe, have a good harvest every year, and have enough to eat.

The old man was caught up in memories of the past, imagining the glory of the past. The nostalgia for the strong is the same among people from all over the world.

Some elders in the clan also looked like they were admiring and sighing when they talked about the Great Emperor of the Void.

"Grandpa Jack, I will become a titled Douluo in the future, and the name of our village will definitely be better-sounding by then," he vowed, making old Jack smile.

"Haha, good grandpa is waiting for you to become a titled Douluo in the future. When the time comes, the future titled Douluo must not forget grandpa." Old Jack only thought that the words of a child were innocent and were just to make him happy.

What a good kid

He had been looking down on the possibility of another Contra for so many years. He only hoped that this child would have a good martial soul in a few days and have some soul power to become a soul master.

Only those with soul power can become soul masters. Even if they only have a first-level soul power, it is more than most ordinary people.

As the days passed, Ji Changzong was not idle at home waiting for the soul master from Wuhun Palace to arrive. He would often practice on the hill outside Holy Soul Village.

It's a pity that no matter how hard he practices, the bottleneck has always been stuck there, and the essence in the life wheel has never been able to wash away the sea of ​​suffering and reach the bottom of the sea to become the life spring.

He may have encountered the same situation as Tang San. He couldn't practice without awakening his martial soul. Although he didn't know how his immortal cultivation technique was treated the same as his inner strength and mental technique, that was the fact.

"It's time, the people from Wuhun Palace have probably arrived."

After the morning exercise, he walked home as usual and saw old Jack standing at the entrance of the village waving to him from a distance.

"I told you yesterday not to run around today. Today is the village's awakening ceremony. Don't keep the deacon of Wuhun Hall waiting. Come with me now," Old Jack said angrily.

"I'm sorry, Grandpa Jack, let's go," Ji Changzong said with a smile.

Seeing Ji Changzong admitting his mistake in time, Old Jack couldn't say anything more, so he took his hand and rushed to the center of the village.

The center of the village is where the Spirit Hall is located. It is a wooden house that is usually empty. Only during the annual awakening ceremony will the Notting City Spirit Hall branch send a spirit master to awaken the spirits of children in the village who are over six years old.

It has to be said that Wuhun Palace really has a stronghold wherever there are people.

Soon, Ji Changzong and Jack arrived at the center of the village, where four children were already waiting.

"Master Soul Master, I'm really sorry. This kid always likes to run around. I will definitely teach him a lesson in the future."

The person to whom Old Jack apologized was a young man, dressed in white and wearing a black cloak, with the word "soul" on his chest and a long sword badge on his left chest.

"It's okay, let's get started. Last year you produced a Blue Silver Grass martial soul with innate soul power. I hope your village can produce someone qualified to become a soul master this year." The young man said calmly.

"Then Lord Battle Soul Master, I'm leaving first, Changzong, it doesn't matter if you don't have soul power, grandpa can still support you." Old Jack bowed to the young man in front of him first, then turned to Ji Changzong and told him, slowly Xu left.

After Old Jack left, the young man relaxed his eyebrows, directed the children to stand in a row, and said calmly: "I am the deacon of Wuhun Hall, my name is Su Yuntao, a twenty-ninth level battle soul master, I will help you every year The people in the village have awakened their martial souls, and then I will awaken their martial souls for you one by one. Remember, no matter what you see, don’t be afraid, it’s my martial soul, and it won’t hurt you.”

"Now, the first person to stand here." Su Yuntao pointed to the ground next to him, where he had surrounded a hexagon with several black stones. When the first person stood in, he saw that he was low Shout out, "Possessed by a lone wolf"

In an instant, the originally handsome and thin man turned into a muscular man, and his appearance also changed dramatically.

Even with Su Yuntao's preface warning, these children could not help but tremble on their feet and almost screamed.

"This is my martial spirit, don't be afraid, feel it carefully, stretch out your right hand and release your martial spirit"