Douluo: This soul master is too introverted

Province of Fasno.

Notting City.

The rising sunset looks like a pair of skillful hands weaving brocade, matching and mixing gorgeous colors, just like a dream.

Dayan Village, backed by Dayan Mountain, has made a living by farming for generations.

It was dusk, and the smoke rose from every house, which was beautiful and picturesque.

"Mingwazi, have you helped Uncle Brin go to the mountain to collect firewood?"

"Ah."

"Hey, you have thin skin and tender flesh. The blind bears on the mountain like you the most."

"Uncle Dashan, there are no blind bears on the mountain."

Tattat, the boy turned his head and smiled, there was no fear in his clear eyes.

The boy was fair-skinned and had ordinary, shattered hair on his head.

The big eyes and the round face are still childish, but there is a calmness that shouldn't be there at this age.

Carrying a bamboo basket on his back, there are some dry twigs and pine needles in it, which can be used to kindle the fire.

The boy was only six years old, and the bamboo basket was almost as tall as him.

When he walked, his wobbly body looked funny, which made the villagers laugh.

Carrying the fruits of labor on his back, Su Ming swayed left and right and returned home.

There are three cabins, the yard is swept clean, free of fallen leaves and weeds.

There is also a stone mill at the door, and a black donkey next to it is eating trough food.

"Grandpa, I'm back."

Putting the pannier next to the firewood, Su Ming yelled towards the kitchen, the curtain was lifted, and grandpa poked his head out from the kitchen.

He was dressed in gray plain clothes, with a thin body and a hunched body. His wrinkled face was not ugly, but kind and gentle.

"Go and wash first, dinner will be ready later, and there will be your favorite eggs."

"Oh."

With a knowing smile, Su Ming obediently came to the stream in front of his house.

The rushing water was clear and transparent, two small hands took a bowl of water, and applied it to his little face.

The stream water was clear and cool, Su Ming rubbed his face, wiped his clothes again, and finished his daily face washing.

When Su Ming came back, the fragrant rice had already been served in a wooden basin.

Two side dishes, two scrambled eggs.

Add a few sweet potatoes.

This is the dinner for the two of Su Ming.

But that's it, it has surpassed half of the people in Dayan Village.

Grandpa Brin is a bamboo stick craftsman in the village. He is hardworking and capable.

"Okay, you are growing old, save yourself to eat."

"I have another one here."

He stuffed the eggs into Grandpa's bowl, and under the latter's gratified gaze, Su Mo came to the door with the bowl in his hand.

He likes to sit on the steps of his house and watch the sunset.

Perhaps only the sun and the moon are the most similar to the previous ones.

The afterglow was shining in his clear eyes, Su Ming looked at the sun, and memories gradually appeared on his face.

He is not from the Douluo world, but from the earth, and came here by accident.

Fortunately, he was picked up by his grandfather, who has no children, he treats him like a grandson and pampers him with meticulous care.

Su Ming also respects and loves Brin, a tough and kind grandfather.

"Ming'er, I heard from the village chief that a master soul master will come to our village after a while."

"Grandpa wants to ask you, do you want to go to school to study?"

With some magnetic words heavy and powerful, Breen came out.

Looking at Su Ming's back, his deep eyes were filled with both reluctance and anticipation.

He didn't want this picked grandson to stay with him in this small valley.

In his opinion, the wonderful world outside is the best.

But hearing this, Su Ming was stunned.

The so-called master soul master, he naturally knows who the other party is.

But becoming a soul master is not that simple.

"Grandpa, do you want me to become a soul master?"

Seeing his grandson's face so calm, Brin couldn't help frowning his pale eyebrows.

He came to Su Ming's side and sat down with him without haste, and explained earnestly:

"My child, a soul master is an extremely noble existence, and it is everyone's dream."

"As long as you become a soul master, you can change your destiny. Look at our village..."

"..."

Brin said a lot of things, and every time he mentioned the word soul master, his eyes were very hot every time.

In order to make Su Ming interested, he didn't even let Su Ming get married and have children.

Especially the words "marry a few more", Su Ming almost spit out a mouthful of rice.

Wiping his mouth, Su Ming said with a bitter face:

"Grandpa, becoming a soul master is not that simple."

"There are so many people in the villages around us, and we haven't seen many soul masters. Don't you think it's strange?"

"Is there something tricky about it?"

Brin looked at Su Ming in astonishment, because there were indeed very few soul masters in the nearby villages.

Su Ming nodded: "According to my observations over the past two years, I think the potential of a soul master is predetermined by nature, and the offspring of a soul master are more likely to become soul masters."

"And it's basically difficult for ordinary people to become soul masters."

boom!

Brin's complexion changed instantly, and his bright eyes dimmed a lot.

"This... there is such a saying?"

Brin looked stunned and couldn't believe it.

The soul master's good life is all he heard from him, so naturally he doesn't know that the martial soul comes from blood.

But seeing Su Ming nod his head, his heart sank to the bottom.

He knew that he was more mature than his peers, so it was impossible for him to lie to himself.

"Mud-legged, you really are born shorter than others."

Dropped a sentence like self-deprecating.

Brin dragged his stooped body back to the wooden house, his back was lonely and lonely.

Seeing this, Su Ming sighed helplessly.

As a time traveler, why doesn't he want to become a soul master.

But the original book told him that becoming a soul master is too difficult, even harder than passing the "single-plank bridge" in the college entrance examination.

For example, Tang San has Xuantian Kungfu, he broke through to a soul master at the age of 6, and his soul power was level 13, but after 6 years, he was only at level 29.

Calculated in this way, he has improved by 6 levels in 16 years, and his soul power is 2~3 levels a year.

As for Hu Liena's golden generation, at the age of 20, level 50, based on the innate full soul power, in 14 years, level 40, which is also a year of level 3.

And this is the result of training in the Spirit Hall, the Holy Land of soul masters!

Su Ming is a thorough person, he knows that with an ordinary bloodline, his innate soul power will never exceed level 3.

In 6 years, only relying on self-cultivation, the possibility of soul power level 10 is very small, even if the soul power reaches level 10, there is no money to hire someone to kill the soul beast.

It's just a joke to work hard the day after tomorrow with innate advantages.

effort?

There are more than 2 million people in Douluo Continent, but only over [-] soul masters.

Don't the remaining [-] million people work hard?

[It was detected that the host questioned the greatness of Effort, and the Effort system started early. 】

[Working hard to bind the system successfully. 】

[Congratulations to the host for getting a novice gift pack. 】

【...】

boom!

Su Ming was stunned for a moment.

A strong surprise welled up in his heart, and a hearty smile appeared on his face.

"Maybe, Dayan Village is going to produce a powerful soul master."

Looking back at the wooden house, a look of excitement flashed across Su Ming's face, and he clenched his fists tightly.

[Host: Su Ming. 】

[Soul Power: Level 2. 】

[Strength: 2. 】

[Defense power: 2. 】

[Spiritual power: 12. 】

[Martial Soul: Hatchet (Quality White: 35/100). 】

[Possessed items: novice gift pack. 】

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