Douluo Juggernaut

The next morning was sunny and sunny.

In a house built with red bricks, a woman was busy at the stove, and a few smoke drifted out along the chimney.

Near the door of the kitchen, a man was arranging dishes and chopsticks. His quick hands showed that he had been doing this for a long time.

"Dad, let me help you"

In his previous life, Lu Ming was an abandoned child who never enjoyed the love of his parents. In this life, his parents' meticulous care for him warmed his cold heart.

Therefore, Lu Ming has been very well-behaved since he was a child, and will help them with some things when he has time, which makes Lu Yang and his wife very happy.

His son has been well-behaved and sensible since he was a child. He knows how to help his parents do whatever they can, which saves them a lot of worry, so Lu Yang will show off from time to time in the village.

"No, no, no, son, today is the critical time for you to awaken your martial soul. You have to keep your spirits up and don't be dragged down by these things."

Seeing the nervous look on his father's face, Lu Ming wanted to laugh a little, but this was his father's love for him. He hoped that he could successfully awaken his martial spirit.

"It's okay, Dad. I have been exercising since I was a child. It won't affect me if I do such a small thing."

"Okay, honey, your parents and we are still young. Without your help, just prepare to have breakfast and attend the martial arts awakening."

While the two were talking, Li Xianglan, who had finished cooking, had already walked over with two plates of vegetables.

The aroma of the hot dishes filled Lu Ming's heart.

"Your father's martial spirit is a slingshot, and the soul power is only one level in awakening. Your mother's martial spirit is a kitchen knife, and the soul power is only one level. It would be great if you inherit my martial soul."

Dad Lu swallowed a big mouthful of rice and began to talk. Dad Lu once had a dream of being a soul master. Unfortunately, his low talent made his dream end before it even started. However, his son has been different since he was a child. He believes that his son will definitely become a soul master. They are the first soul master in Qinghe Village.

Yes, you read that right, Qinghe Village has been established for a hundred years, but it has not produced a soul master until now.

Soul masters are hereditary. Children basically inherit the martial soul of one of their parents. However, the martial souls of ordinary people are of low quality, so the awakened soul power is also very low or even non-existent. Naturally, they can become soul masters. The possibility is also very low.

Everyone can awaken their own martial soul when they are six years old. The martial souls are divided into animal martial souls and weapon martial souls. However, most people awaken martial arts spirits such as hoes, sickles, rats and cockroaches. Have excellent abilities.

And everyone has innate soul power, which will be awakened at the same time after awakening the martial soul. However, basically the soul power brought by the awakening of low-quality martial souls is not high, mostly at level zero to level three.

The innately awakened soul power will limit a person's acquired development. If you are born as a sparrow, you will eventually hover in the trough and never be able to fly into the blue sky.

The imperial sect founded by a powerful soul master is aloof and immortal, just like the two great empires of Tiandou and Xingluo that have existed in this continent for thousands of years.

The weak can only bend over and huddle on the soil, relying on others to breathe, floating in the wind like feathers, unable to control their own destiny.

If you want to change, you can only wait silently for the changes in your bloodline. You may be able to awaken a mutated and powerful martial spirit, but this kind of thing is rare. Moreover, the changes are not necessarily in the direction of excellence, and some may become better. Bad things happen.

Therefore, this continent is a place where blood is important. If you want to become a strong person, you not only need hard work, but also talent.

"Bah, what can you do with your little slingshot? Can you shoot birds? My kitchen knife is better. It can be used for slicing and chopping."

As he spoke, he made some gestures and looked seriously, which made Dad Lu tremble in fright and shrink unconsciously.

"Hehe, that's right. Of course my wife's spirit is powerful. If she had one more level of spirit power, she would be a spirit master now."

As they talked, the two fell silent. This is fate.

"Xiao Ming, I'm sorry, your parents can't give you a powerful martial spirit."

"Dad, Mom, I'm so grateful that you gave me life. You allowed me to see the world and hear the sounds of all things. I love you."

"You little devil, you are worthy of me. Compared with my son, the son of Lao Wang next door is as good as the sky."

"You can give birth on your own. It's as if it's all your fault."

Seeing his parents starting to bicker again, Lu Ming raised the corners of his mouth with a knowing smile, and two shallow dimples appeared quietly on his lips.

Wuhundian is the most powerful organization in the mainland and the most popular organization in the hearts of the people in the mainland.

Because it spends huge manpower and material resources to help people awaken martial arts for free, and if you have talent, there will be a specially established soul master school to help you quickly learn all kinds of knowledge to become a soul master.

Even when a soul master's level is not high, subsidies will be given so that you can study and practice with peace of mind.

So this is also the reason why it can become the strongest organization. After all, talents are everything. To support a strong organization, there must be a steady stream of talents.

The Wuhun Hall has Wuhun branches all over the continent, some are big and some are small. The Wuhun branch in Qinghe Village is a small courtyard, which is usually locked. Only on the day when the Wuhun is awakened, The village chief will only open it when the messenger holding the Wuhun Palace token arrives.

"Hello, children, I am the soul master in the Wuhun Palace who is responsible for awakening your Wuhun. My name is the 28th-level Beast Wuhun Great Soul Master. Don't be afraid of anything you see later, you know?"

This time, there were seven children in Qinghe Village who wanted to awaken their martial spirits. Three boys and four girls. The seven children lined up in a row and nodded quickly when they heard this.

"Porcupine, Possessed"

With a loud roar, a long-haired wild boar appeared from behind, and then quickly merged into his body. Two soul rings, one white and one yellow, rotated around it, and a pressure instantly covered the seven people.

"Let's start with you, one by one."

I clicked on the first boy on the left. This boy's name is Wang Youde. He is the son of Uncle Wang's family next door to Lu Ming.

"Hand out"

After a moment, with the yellow light, a spoon appeared in Wang Youde's little hand. When he saw the spoon, his expression faded and he whispered: "Put your hand on it."

It was a black crystal the size of an adult male's fist, called a soul power test crystal, which was specially used to test the level of awakened soul power.

"Level zero, no talent development, next one"

The next five children went up one after another for testing, but the ones they awakened were either hoes or low-quality martial arts spirits like Blue Silver Grass, and none of them had soul power above level one.

Looking at Lu Ming waiting quietly aside, he thought that today's time might have been wasted. Alas, none of the three villages in a row has development potential, and this year's bonus is probably gone again.

"It's your turn, come on"

When Lu Ming stood in front of him, he shouted: "Martial spirit, awaken."

With the injection of soul power, the golden light emerging from Lu Ming's body instantly filled the entire courtyard, condensing and never dissipating.

The martial soul awakens and absorbs soul power faster. Feeling the loss of soul power in the body, his expression is overjoyed, and there is something interesting secretly.

Finally, when all the soul power was absorbed, a sheathed sword appeared in Lu Ming's hand.

The blade is four feet long, the handle is about one foot, and the blade is three feet long. The scabbard and handle are both silver-white. There are several golden chrysanthemums on the scabbard, and several white clouds on the handle.

"Sword Martial Spirit is so powerful. What is it called?"

Staring at the sword in his hand, the memories of the past are like waves, rolling over, one sword, one thought

"Guanshi Zhengzong, his name is Guanshi Zhengzong"

"In other words, you can also call him Wei Guo"