People are in Douluo, the martial soul is blackened at the beginning

"Brother Yun, do you think we will have a soul master this year when our martial soul awakens?"

Pan Yun, who was walking casually on the road with a blade of blue silver grass in his mouth, listened to these words and replied weakly.

"It's been six years since one came out, what do you think about this time?"

After he finished speaking, he took the blade of Bluesilver Grass from his mouth and threw it directly to the child who asked him.

"Here, mistress, here's this for you. This is your martial spirit, the best useless martial spirit, Blue Silver Grass."

"When the time comes, I will bring a sickle to cut the grass. From now on, we will be a grass-cutting team!"

The child took the bluesilver grass, rolled his eyes and threw it aside.

"What a loss, Brother Yun, how come you know how to curse me with bluesilver grass every day!"

Looking at the discarded Bluesilver Grass, a playful smile appeared on the corner of Pan Yun's mouth.

The guy in front of him was Tang San, the destined protagonist of Douluo Continent.

Three years have passed since Pan Yun traveled through time.

When he first came to this world, he was also in disbelief.

After confirming that this was Douluo Continent, the whole person fell into despair.

That's right, despair.

After all, they were the same age as Tang San, so they were destined to awaken their martial spirits at the same time.

The price for awakening the martial spirit with Tang San is nothing more than eight people, seven useless martial spirits without soul power.

And after confirming the time travel, there is no so-called golden finger at all.

I became even more desperate in order to survive here.

For this reason, he followed Tang San for a while at first.

I want to learn Xuan Tian Kung or something like that from Tang San.

However, it is obvious that the novels I have read are all lies.

This guy's Xuantian Kung won't be taught to outsiders at all.

The relationship is as good as wearing a pair of pants, and the other party doesn't show any sign of it.

Sometimes he would also mention things about Xuantian Kung in front of Tang San, intentionally or unintentionally.

But the other party directly changed the topic and stopped talking about this matter.

In the end, thinking about it, he didn't even tell his father and his companions who had been through life and death about this guy's Xuantian Kung.

After thinking clearly, he simply stopped following Tang San.

He changed his target and learned the skill of swinging a hammer from Tang Hao.

It was impossible to mess up the cloak, but I did learn a lot of blacksmithing skills.

This is to give up hope and find a way to make a living.

And today is the time to decide the fate - the awakening of the martial soul.

Pan Yun had no hope at all, since the outcome was already determined.

Just when he was about to exchange some words with Tang San, a pain hit him from his leg.

Pan Yun covered his feet and jumped twice, and kept talking.

"Chief Jack, what are you doing? It hurts?"

The old village chief, Jack, spoke with an angry look on his face.

"What are you talking about that is discouraging? This is the Holy Soul Village, and there have been Soul Saints before!"

When Pan Yun heard these words, he couldn't help but lick his ears.

"Village Chief, you have said this so many times that my ears are ringing."

After speaking to Village Chief Jack, he started walking again, telling the legend about the Soul Saint in the village.

Pan Yun was whispering behind him.

"It's starting again. It's been this legend for so many years, and we haven't seen what the Soul Saint looks like."

Of course, Pan Yun had seen what a titled Douluo looked like.

After all, he had also been to Tang San's house and had seen what Tang Hao looked like.

Tang San also smiled bitterly, seeming to agree with Pan Yun's statement.

A group of people came to a large hall.

Jack then walked directly into the hall with a group of children.

After entering the main hall, Pan Yun looked at the surrounding situation.

Compared with the houses in Holy Soul Village, the interior of the main hall can be described as magnificent.

There was a young man standing in the center of the hall, and after taking a look.

Pan Yun determined the identity of this person.

This is probably Su Yuntao, the person responsible for awakening their martial souls for ten thousand years.

The protagonist group of Liu Shui is the iron-clad Su Yuntao.

Village Chief Jack and Su Yuntao communicated for a long time, finally sighed and walked outside.

Only then did the young man look at the group of children in front of him.

"My name is Su Yuntao, a level 26 soul master, and I am your guide."

"Now I will awaken your martial souls one by one!"

"Remember, no matter what happens, don't be afraid!"

After he finished speaking, all the children looked at him, their eyes full of curiosity and excitement.

Only Tang San seemed a little nervous, as if he was afraid that Pan Yun's words would come true.

After all, Tang San had heard countless times in the past three years that his martial spirit was Blue Silver Grass.

Pan Yun, on the other hand, had already given up hope.

Standing there and watching the changes in Su Yuntao.

Su Yuntao's body began to swell, and his hair gradually turned gray.

There was a faint green light in his eyes, and the hair on his body became much thicker.

If he hadn't mentioned that this was Wuhun's skill, Pan Yun might have thought that this was a werewolf movie set.

A boy in the crowd seemed a little frightened when he saw this scene and shouted out.

"Ah~"

Su Yuntao frowned and looked at the screaming little guy.

"Don't move, I told you, don't be afraid, this is my martial spirit - Lone Wolf!"

"If any of you can become a soul master in the future, he will also use the same ability."

Although he said so, the group of children around him still showed fear.

The excited expression on his face just now has long been forgotten.

There were only two people in the crowd who didn't look timid, and even had strong interest in their eyes.

Su Yuntao also noticed the two of them with his eyes, but he didn't say anything unnecessary.

Su Yuntao clapped his hands.

Six green rays of light flew towards the stones in front of him.

In an instant, the stone glowed with golden light.

As soon as the light appeared, it struck directly at the child in front of him.

"Put out your right hand!"

The child listened to Su Yuntao's voice and stretched out his right hand blankly.

A shadow emerged from the child's hand.

Just a hoe.

Finally, there is a blue crystal ball for it to hold.

The result is obvious, there is no soul power, there is no doubt that this is an ordinary person.

Just like this, after testing one by one, Pan Yun's mood would become heavier every time a person came out.

Those children who were originally in high spirits were no longer happy at this time.

Some people have even started to cry.

Listening to those crying sounds, Pan Yun became even more upset.

"Alas, there is no useless martial spirit, there are only useless spirit masters. This is the real lie to ghosts."

The more this time comes, the more Pan Yun can think of this sentence said by Tang San in the original work.

When he first saw this sentence, he was a little excited.

Only later, when Blue Silver Grass turned into Blue Silver Emperor, did he finally understand.

Even if I was fooled, the result would still be the same.

There is no waste soul master, only the ending of waste martial soul.

Just like Tang San's teacher, he knew so much theoretical knowledge, but in the end it was because of his martial spirit that he only had so little cultivation.

When thinking of this, Pan Yun became more and more autistic.

While he was thinking wildly, a blue light bloomed in the entire hall.

Pan Yun was so stung that he couldn't open his eyes, so he came to his senses.

When he saw the dazzling crystal ball in Tang San's palm.

Pan Yun understood it, and he still followed the original plot.

After giving up struggling, he listened to the conversation between Su Yuntao and Tang San.

Seeing the disappointment after Su Yuntao's surprise, there was also the thought and a hint of excitement in Tang San's eyes.

Pan Yun started to have crazy thoughts in his heart.

He is also a time traveler, and he is the master of destiny.

And he is just a muggle who may not have soul power.

While he was thinking wildly, a figure appeared in front of him.

Pan Yun raised his head and glanced at Su Yuntao, and stretched out his hand without being reminded.

Then the light from the stones enveloped Pan Yun.

A warm current appeared from within the limbs of the body.

Then a sickle-like shadow appeared in his hand.

Seeing the appearance of the shadow, Su Yuntao also frowned.

"It's a weapon spirit. Can the sickle be used as a weapon? It should be forced, right?"

When he saw this, Pan Yun was even ready to slap himself.

It really comes from what you say. This is called a true prophecy.

Pan Yun felt that his world was dark.

He even felt the sympathetic looks from the group of children around him who were also useless martial souls.

Su Yuntao in front of him opened his mouth and seemed to be saying something.

But he couldn't hear it anymore.

Just when Pan Yun had completely given up hope, a voice suddenly appeared in his ear.

[You feel disappointed with your martial soul. The martial soul awakens its autonomous emotions and begins to gradually turn black based on your memory. The martial soul turns black and mutates into the Scythe of Death! 】