Douluo: This soul master is too introverted

Hard work system?

As the name suggests, as long as you work hard, you will be rewarded.

Of course, the system will score according to your effort.

The higher the score, the richer the reward.

The direction of efforts must conform to the development direction of soul masters in this world.

It is naturally impossible to get rewards for working hard on farm work, sleeping late, etc.

"System, open the novice gift package."

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the breathing technique, and congratulations to the host for obtaining the Wuhun promotion point * 10]

[Breath Technique] can be used for cultivation, it is a good thing for the current Su Ming.

As for the improvement point of this martial soul...

Su Ming looked at his Martial Soul interface.

[Martial Soul: Hatchet (Quality White: 35/100)+]

With a thought, he clicked the "plus sign", and saw a 0-100 quantity bar appear in front of him.

"It can actually improve the quality of Wuhun."

Su Ming's eyes sparkled, he was inexplicably surprised.

His Wuhun hatchet is only the lowest level of Wuhun.

With this evolution option, even becoming a god-level martial soul in the future is not impossible.

Not to mention surpassing Tang San, it is not a dream to surpass Qian Renxue in the future.

Papa papa, Su Ming hurriedly picked up the food in the bowl.

"Grandpa, I'm a little sleepy and I want to sleep. If you have nothing to do, don't come to my room."

Bang, the empty bowl fell on the table and turned around a few times.

Su Ming plunged into the bedroom.

"This child, why is he so rough today?"

Brin shook his head, as if he couldn't let go of the matter of the soul master, with a sulky look on his face.

……

"System, designate the direction of effort - cultivate soul power!"

[The direction is determined, the system data is collected in real time, and the host is asked to start his own efforts. 】

Without any nonsense, Su Ming sat cross-legged on the quilt, and began to practice the breathing technique obtained from the system.

Breathe out, exhale turbid air and inhale clean air, guide external energy into the human body, thereby improving cultivation.

Exhale~ (inhale)

Huh~ (exhale)

After a while, Su Ming's originally chaotic breathing rhythm began to gradually improve, with a sense of rhythm.

The faint energy in the air enters the body, as if there is a warm current flowing through the meridians, which makes people feel comfortable.

But as time passed, Su Ming frowned and opened his eyes.

"Forget it, let's change places."

Feeling that the energy in the house was exhausted, he tiptoed out of the wooden house and came to an open area halfway up the mountain.

【drop!The host has cultivated his soul power for two hours. Do you want to end this training? 】

"Not over!"

Su Ming sat cross-legged on a flat stone and continued to practice.

As the day wore on, a chill rose in the cool air.

tick~

The water mist condensed on the leaves, merged into water droplets and bounced down, hitting the top of Su Ming's head, making him feel chilly.

Things change, stars move, time flies.

The sound of insects around fell down.

The darkness in the sky receded slowly, and the crowing of chickens resounded in the village.

"Oops!"

Knowing that Grandpa Brin woke up very early every morning, Su Ming hurriedly ended his practice and ran down the mountain.

In such a hurry, he didn't even have time to check the system results.

"Ming'er, Ming'er, where did you go, come back soon~"

Sure enough, Su Ming heard his shouts all the way away, and his voice was so panicked that he died.

Su Ming hurriedly shouted "Grandpa", and then rushed back in a hurry.

Following the voice, the thin and fair little man appeared in his eyes, and Brin heaved a sigh of relief.

With a dark face, he shouted at Su Ming: "You child, you left home early in the morning, why didn't you say a word to Grandpa."

Su Ming smiled mischievously and rubbed his nose, "Grandpa, I also have something to do suddenly, and I didn't have time to tell you."

"What can you do? Tell you not to go to the mountain to play, you are disobedient, what if you fall?"

Brin's face was still ugly, and he glared at someone angrily.

Knowing that Grandpa Brin cared about him, Su Ming smiled and dared not refute.

However, for the convenience of cultivation, he made up a lie, saying that he met a soul master teacher.

Facing Brin's cross-examination, Su Ming explained that the former finally believed in the existence of "reclusive soul masters".

"Ming'er, you must study hard in the future, and become a soul master in the future, so it will be better than living in this remote village."

With a serious face, Brin stuffed a pack of dry food wrapped in a gray cloth into Su Ming's stomach, and the latter quickly hugged it with both hands.

"Remember, Master Soul Master didn't let you come back in the future, so don't come back, do you understand?"

Looking at Brin's deeply earnest and expectant eyes, Su Ming's body trembled slightly, and he nodded heavily.

Grandpa is a simple person from the countryside, and there is no hope in this life. Naturally, he will not let him down after several years of nurturing.

Work hard.

Practice.

[The host has been cultivating soul power for 12 hours, may I ask the host to end this training? 】

"Not over."

Su Ming returned to the mountain.

Just as he was about to continue practicing the breathing technique, his mind moved, and he couldn't help turning his gaze to the mountain peak on the side.

Although the distance is not too close, and the opponent's body is not big, but it is real.

Tang San?

Future protagonist?

No, that's the original!

A sneer appeared on the corner of Su Ming's mouth. Dayan Village is next to Holy Soul Village, so he never expected to see him here.

"According to the plot, this guy should have cultivated to the tenth level and has full soul power."

Restraining his contempt, Su Ming clenched his fists, not daring to waste time.

Cross-legged, breathing.

Forget about the outside world.

Su Ming quickly got into the mood.

Yubai slowly appeared from the horizon, but he remained indifferent.

On the mountainside, the six-year-old commoner Tang San exhaled deeply, looking at the rising sun, a strange purple flashed in his eyes.

"Ziji Demon Eyes is about to reach the realm of general observation, why is Xuantian Kungfu still unable to break through?"

Shaking his head with neither sad nor happy expression, Tang San was about to go back.

Suddenly, he seemed to notice something was wrong.

Swish, the Purple Demon Eyes activated instantly, and Tang San cast his gaze in the direction where Su Ming was.

The increase in pupil power allowed Tang San to clearly see that immature figure who was the same size as himself opposite him.

He is also practicing?

"I didn't expect that besides myself, there would be someone working so hard."

Tang San's eyes lit up, it's really a good feeling to meet people of the same way in cultivation.

Taking a deep look at Su Ming, guessing that the other party was from Dayan Village, Tang San secretly remembered this person, then turned and left.

Unaware that Tang San had left, Su Ming was still immersed in his cultivation.

In addition to being a little hungry in the stomach and needing to supplement food, breathing also consumes the mind.

For this reason, Su Ming had to rest for a while every once in a while.

The time went on and on to the fifth day.

On the side mountain peak, Tang San, who had rushed over early, subconsciously cast his gaze over again.

Looking at the motionless Su Ming, his mind was shocked.

"This guy, isn't his body made of iron?"

Four days.

Four full days.

Every time I am 20 minutes ahead, but every time, that figure is there.

feel.

It's like waiting for yourself in advance.

This made Tang San feel a sense of frustration.

"Sure enough, there is no shortage of hardworking people in this world."

"You have to work hard yourself."