Douluo Soul Emperor

The morning sun shines on Crescent Moon Bay, and golden clouds ripple with the waves.

"Hey hey hey"

A group of children, ranging in age from three or four to teenagers, numbering hundreds of them, lined up in neat rows on the river beach of Yueyueer Bay, doing serious morning exercises while pushing their fists and raising their feet in a strict manner.

In front of the ancestral hall not far in front of them, almost everyone in the Liu family was sitting and standing.

A man in a military robe who was responsible for teaching martial arts walked up to the youngest group of children, glanced at them with piercing eyes, and said loudly: "Our Liu family has seven unique tripods for practicing the soul-casting realm. Each tripod is In one realm, you are practicing the No. [-] Tiger-Subduing Martial Arts, which can strengthen your muscles and bones, activate blood and refine your shins. If you practice to the extreme of psychic ability, you will be able to forge the White Tiger Soul Pill, explode with prehistoric power, and lift the soul-casting weapon. tripod."

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the side, where there was a small square tripod, which could fit two children. It was bronze in color and glowed with a solemn and solemn dark gold light in the morning glow.

"Today is a special day. Among you, the most talented person in the history of the family may be born." Liu Chengwu, who is responsible for passing on the skills, said with a slightly trembling voice.

Everyone's eyes fell on the youngest child in the first team. This child was only three or four years old. He stood in the middle of the team. The children on both sides were at least half a head taller than him, which made him look very tall. Alien.

"Liu Ji, eat this White Tiger Soul Pill and lift the cauldron." Liu Chengwu took a deep breath and said solemnly to the child.

The child stood up with his head held high, took a white elixir he handed over, quickly drank it, and walked quickly towards the soul-casting cauldron under the morning sun, firmly grasping the legs of the cauldron with both hands.

Almost everyone on the river beach held their breath.

The child closed his eyes. After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes. Although his steps were a little frivolous, he still slowly raised the Soul Casting Cauldron.

"Liu Ji, break through the realm of Soul Casting Yiding and become a Yiding martial arts disciple"

Following Liu Chengwu's shout, the child knocked down the cast soul cauldron with a bang and raised his head proudly.

"Yeah!" Among the elders of the clan sitting in the front row of the ancestral hall, an old man with gray hair on his temples rushed forward with ecstatic arms, waving his arms, hugged the child, and held it up high like a treasure.

"Brother Zhengxu, congratulations on having a genius grandson."

"At the age of three, he lifted the Tiger Cauldron and entered the soul-casting realm of Yiding martial arts. It's amazing. It's really amazing."

"God bless our Liufu family. Maybe in the future, with this child, we can break through the shackles of the family in the soul-casting realm, reach the magic soul realm, and become the number one fighter in our Liufu family."

There are seven realms in the Soul Casting Realm. Cultivators become First Cauldron Martial Disciple, Second Cauldron Martial Disciple and Seven Cauldron Martial Disciple in order. The Liu Clan has many peak Seven Cauldrons martial artists, but since ancient times, no one has been able to break through the Soul Casting Realm and reach it. In the Dharma Soul Realm, becoming a Dharma Soul Warrior seems to have a shackle, like a shackle, on the fate of the family.

Therefore, the eyes of all the Liufu clan members on the Yueyueerwan River Beach fell hopefully on this talented child who was held up high.

No one noticed that another smaller child, only over a year old, waddled towards the forgotten Soul Casting Cauldron, with a staggering gait that made people laugh.

It was a very beautiful little thing, with a pretty face and big black eyes. As he walked, he waved his young hands and babbling, showing his foolishness.

Behind the little boy, followed a graceful young woman, who was also smiling foolishly, unaware of the commotion around her. When she saw the little boy stumbling, he sat down on a buttocks, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

The little boy pushed her away, and this time he quickly climbed up to the soul-casting cauldron using his hands and feet, held the two cauldron legs, held the cauldron with both hands, and stood up with the soul-casting cauldron in his arms.

"Ah, he, he picked up the Soul Casting Cauldron"

Someone screamed in surprise, and everyone discovered the incredible scene in front of them. The entire Yueyueer Bay was almost full of eyes and jaws.

Just when everyone was shocked, Liu Yandong, the leader of the Liu family, stepped forward and rushed to Xiao Dodian. He clenched his hands into fists and said with a trembling voice: "Put it up."

The little boy's little face turned red from suppressing the pain. He grasped the tripod's legs with force and raised the Soul Casting Cauldron a few inches. No one noticed that in his palm, there seemed to be a dim light of runes flickering, fused with the tripod's legs. .

"Lift it up, lift it up, lift it up"

At this time, many people on the Yueyueer River Beach woke up and gathered around. Everyone's eyes flashed with surprise and they shouted loudly.

Even if there were no people around, they were still deeply shocked.

Liu Ji, the genius of the Liu Mansion who was instantly ignored, was pushed to the top of a wave and then slammed down into the abyss. The unbridled pride he had just gained was submerged by the tide.

His grandfather Nie Zhengxu was holding him up and stood dumbly, feeling like a joke now.

"Grandpa, put me down. Don't worry, even if he can lift the Soul Casting Cauldron, he has no chance to surpass me."

After a long time, Liu Ji landed on the ground and turned to look coldly at the little guy who had competed for his honor. The cold light in his eyes was as cold as the sun, and the aura he exuded made people palpitate and feel terrifying.

Amid the intense encouragement, the little girl still tried harder, but at this moment, the young woman following behind her shouted in panic: "Ding'er, let go quickly, don't hit it."

"Hey, I don't have any strength anymore." The little boy turned around and glanced at the young woman. The runes in his palms disappeared, and the soul-casting cauldron became heavier. With a bang, dust was thrown all over the ground, and he was so frightened that he sat down on the ground. , the young woman hugged him into her arms and cried out sweetly.

Three days later, when Liu Yandong announced that he would officially accept this mythical child as his grandson, he immediately faced a wave of opposition.

When Liu Yandong's son and grandson were still alive, Liu Yandong's words were true to his word. Before they said anything against it, they had to go through their brains before they dared to raise objections to the sect leader's words.

The position of the head of the Liu family has always been inherited by the direct lineage of Liu Yandong. Now his lineage has been cut off. His son was killed during a hunting trip.

Ye Zhong disappeared mysteriously, and the posthumous son he left behind died suddenly when he was only half a year old. His daughter-in-law even got mad. On a stormy night last year, she held an abandoned baby at the door of the backyard, and then she got slightly better.

They all knew that Liu Yandong had no descendants and that the perverted clan rules of the Liu clan's direct line of hereditary masters had come to an end. Therefore, as soon as Liu Yandong's words came out, he immediately encountered a lot of opposition and no longer gave him face.

Even the abandoned baby picked up by Liu Yandong's daughter-in-law, they didn't take it seriously. What kind of child could a delirious woman bring out?

But just three days ago, this young child miraculously picked up a hundreds of kilograms of Soul Casting Cauldron without practicing Fuhu Fist or forging the White Tiger Soul Pill. For a moment, they felt the crisis again. .

"You actually came up with the idea of ​​establishing an abandoned baby with a foreign surname as your grandson, Sect Leader Liu Yandong. Do you still want to pass on the direct lineage?"

The one who opposed the most fiercely was Nie Zhengxu. He emphasized the words "hereditary" in a particularly emphatic tone, and the irony in it is self-evident.

"Nie Zhengxu, when you use the word surname, please pay attention to your surname." Liu Yandong said coldly, and immediately choked Nie Zhengxu's impassioned words.

The Liu Mansion is one of the four famous families in the land of Chi County. It has villages all over the country and makes a living by hunting. It has to face all kinds of terrible beasts almost every day, even an ordinary bad wolf. As big as a wild boar, a tiny human being would not be able to survive without repeated training.

An ancestor of the Liufu family thousands of years ago, after obtaining the unique Seven Cauldrons that helped in the cultivation of the soul-forging realm, he gradually became stronger and achieved this side's hegemony.

Even for a family like the Liu family, which has received a mysterious inheritance, countless sons and daughters have died in battles in the wilderness for thousands of years. In order to make up for the loss of population, the widows of the Liu family, and even some daughters who do not want to marry outside, can Recruit a husband to the village under the command of the Liu family.

Nie Zhengxu was a kind of family backup in the Liu family. When he heard Liu Yandong's sarcasm, although he kept silent, he was deeply dissatisfied. He and Liu Yandong were both in the realm of soul-casting Seven Cauldrons, but the two He was as motionless as a bell when punched by each other, but Liu Yandong wanted to take half a step back.

"Master Yandong, although Zhengxu is a foreign surname, he is also a person who knows the origins of the Liu family. The abandoned baby your daughter-in-law brought back has an unknown origin. If he is an undercover spy planted by our enemies, future"

The person who spoke was a clan elder, and his strength was no less than that of Liu Yandong. However, the words "hereditary" were a flaw for all sub-tribe people. Now that the direct lineage of the Liu family has finally been cut off, everyone's heart is unavoidable. I started beating Xiao Jiujiu.

"I knew you would say this." Liu Yandong snorted coldly, then raised his voice and said, "I'd like to invite Master Fang."

A slight cough came from the side room behind the ancestral hall, and then a robed warlock with three locks of hair and a long beard came out.

"Fang Fang Xi"

Everyone whispered in their hearts and almost took a breath of air-conditioning. He was a legendary figure who could discern the secrets of heaven. If he were to be invited to cast spells, he could know a person's past and origins. However, if he was to be invited, the Liu family would be hurt this time. Moving the bones is inevitable.

So after a moment of astonishment, Liu Yandong's second uncle, who was also the elder of the family, understood why the clan leader's grandnephew insisted on inviting him to attend the clan meeting. The ravine between his forehead became deeper: "Yandong, although Liu Ding'er is amazingly talented and beautiful. He can hold the soul-casting cauldron at such a young age, but after all, he"

"Second uncle, you don't need to say anything. I will give an explanation to the family." Liu Yandong raised his head and faced the clan elder, "Invite Master Fang to come and give me Liu Ding'er an appraisal. You can see my solemnity and Determined, I admit that inviting Master Fang will almost consume most of the family’s wealth.”

Liu Yandong waved his hand to suppress the many clan elders who were about to explode: "In return, I declare that from me on, the position of clan leader will be held by those who are capable."

"You mean, as long as I can defeat you, I can replace you as the sect leader." Nie Zhengxu's eyes suddenly shone.

Liu Yandong glanced at him and said coldly: "You are overthinking. I, Liu Yandong, am the direct descendant of the Liu family. This is an ancestral rule that cannot be changed. But if you want to compete with me, I, Liu Yandong, am willing to accompany you." "

"You are trying to draw a big pie!" Nie Zhengxu screamed in anger. What's the point of sparring? Although he was half a step ahead of Liu Yandong in the realm of soul casting, when it came to real fighting, martial arts , understanding and even luck are all involved. Even if he narrowly wins, the price he pays will definitely be high.

"Twelve years, this is my last concession." Liu Yandong was too lazy to pay attention to Nie Zhengxu, a guy with treacherous intentions but no courage, and directly faced the clan elders, "After 12 years, I will give up my position as the sect leader and let Liu Ding They are the younger generation competing. If you don’t agree, no problem. I, Liu Yandong, am not yet 12 years old this year. Many of you here may not live that long if you want to see the Liu family change dynasties, hehe."

Although Liu Yandong made fun of him at the end, he felt an inexplicable loss in his heart. Twelve years later, he was still in a high-ranking position and had to let go of his ambitions.

The clan elders have naturally thought of this, and many of them are members of the Liu family with "unjustified names", and each of their ancestors carries the "stain of marriage". Even if Liu Yandong abdicates, according to Liu According to the perverted clan rules of the Fu family, only descendants with "pure" Liufu family bloodline are qualified to hold the position of clan leader.

"Okay, we agree." Almost half of the clan elders made a decision at this moment.

"It's time to start." Fang Xixi, the great master, said calmly when he saw that the family dispute had finally settled.

When Liu Ding took him out, he was dancing and laughing, looking very cute. However, when Fang Xi saw him, he was suddenly stunned. It wasn't until Liu Ding grabbed three locks of his beard and pulled him that he comforted him with laughter and tears. This naughty little boy used hypnosis and began to explore his past.

One stick of incense went out, and another one came up, burning five sticks of incense. Fang Xi's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, but he still looked confused and squinted, as if he was trapped in it.

"Master Fang, is my grandson Liu Ding okay?" Seeing Fang Xi finally opening his eyes, Liu Yandong couldn't help but asked in a low voice.

Fang Xi then let out a long sigh of relief, as if waking up from a dream, and frowned: "This child has not passed."