Douluo's Black Tower

Chapter 2 2. Level Soul Power

Well, what's with this kid's eyes...

Su Yuntao was secretly amazed when he saw Zhou Ting's suddenly alert eyes.

Could it be...really cured?

Can the process of awakening martial souls really cure stupidity?

Why have I never heard anyone mention it before?

It feels so good to have free control over your body! Zhou Ting raised his hands and stamped his feet, then looked back at Old Jack and the others, and shouted with a natural expression.

"grandfather…"

Zhou Ting shouted that he had no psychological burden. Six years later, he was reborn as a confused child. He was able to live happily until now only because of the careful care of his family.

He owed the Zhou family...a lot.

Old Jack was pleasantly surprised when he heard his silly grandson calling him grandpa.

"Ting'er...you really woke up!"

Mother Zhou was even more excited. Her long-cherished wish for many years was finally realized today.

Although this hope is slim, she still persists until now. Now, her son has really woken up, and all the hard work is worth it.

Zhou's mother couldn't control her emotions and wanted to rush forward to hug her son, but was held back by Old Jack who had calmed down.

"Don't worry, I've been waiting for so many years. When Master Soul Master finishes checking...it won't be too late!"

These words also reminded Su Yuntao that it was time to complete the next work.

Besides, it's not a big deal if a fool wakes up. This world is dominated by soul masters after all. If you don't have the talent of a soul master, even if you wake up, you're just an ordinary person.

But an ordinary person doesn't need to care too much.

Thinking of this, Su Yuntao no longer had any intention of exploring and said softly.

"Child, stretch out your right hand...to sense your martial spirit and summon it."

Zhou Ting did as he was told, stretched out his right hand, and with a thought, he saw a nine-story black tower emerging above the palm of his hand.

"Nine floors? Is it...Nine Treasures Glazed Tower?!!"

Su Yuntao was shocked beyond measure.

Among the children, the inconspicuous Tang San looked at Zhou Ting with some doubts in his eyes and murmured in his heart.

"Tota King Li?!"

Zhou Ting naturally couldn't hear Tang San's thoughts, but he could hear Su Yuntao's words, and he couldn't help being speechless.

Who said that the nine-story tower-shaped martial spirit is from the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda?

However, he couldn't show it.

After all, his current identity is just a six-year-old kid from a closed mountain village. He doesn't understand the things about soul masters.

Before Zhou Ting could continue acting, Su Yuntao himself rejected the previous speculation.

"No, the Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda in the Martial Spirit Illustrated Book is not like this."

In order to recruit potential new soul masters, every grassroots awakening worker in the Wuhun Hall has read the Wuhun Illustrated Book, which collects most of the Wuhuns in the world.

In fact, not only Wuhun Palace has such illustrated books, but other forces also have them.

The Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda is known as the best auxiliary martial soul in the world. It is so famous that it is naturally among the best.

Su Yuntao had a deep memory and recalled it now.

Even if the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda doesn't have a soul ring attached to it, it is definitely not comparable to this dark iron tower.

Therefore, this should be just a mutated martial spirit!

Thinking of the gaffe just now, Su Yuntao felt a little embarrassed, and he coughed lightly.

"Ahem, okay, kid, put your hand on the crystal ball and let's test the soul power level."

Talk less and make fewer mistakes. Zhou Ting kept his mouth shut and acted like a child who has not yet adapted to the new situation.

"Buzz!"

The crystal ball burst out with a faint light, like a white bulb. Although it was not bright, it could not be ignored.

"Ah, this is soul power..."

"This fool actually has soul power..."

The children were all agitated. You know, normal people like them have no soul power. Why are they such a little fool?

The old village chief Jack and Zhou's mother were filled with excitement, but they completely ignored the children's words.

Besides, it’s not enough to ignore them. Facing a group of children, what can the village chief do?

Of course, it’s the fault of a son or a godfather!

The names of adults flashed through the old village chief's mind. They were all acquaintances, and he would not be mistaken.

Seeing the glowing crystal ball, Su Yuntao's eyes lit up at first, and then he looked at Zhou Ting with a hint of regret and said.

"It's a pity. It should be due to the mutated martial soul. Although it has soul power, it is only at the first level and has limited potential!"

When the old village chief Jack heard this, he asked nervously.

"Sir Soul Master, if Ting'er is like this... can he be a Soul Master in the future?"

<divclass="contentadv">"Although his achievements are not high, he can still be a soul master."

"That's good, that's good!"

The old village chief was relieved.

It's enough if the Holy Soul Village can produce just one soul master. As for how powerful it can be...

Better than nothing.

This kind of thing cannot be forced.

The old village chief, who had completely calmed down, noticed the other children on the side and asked with concern.

"Lord Soul Master, them?"

"Only the kid named Tang San has soul power."

The village chief was overjoyed and took Tang San to look at him for a while.

"Mistress..."

"Although it is full of innate soul power, it is the useless martial soul Blue Silver Grass."

...

"Ting'er, how do you feel?"

Mother Zhou touched her son's little head with concern, her eyes full of love.

After six years of meticulous care, Zhou Ting accepted Zhou's mother's closeness calmly.

"I'm fine. I can see what happened over the years, but I don't know what's stuck...I can't do anything."

That's it!

Su Yuntao's raised ears disappeared without a trace, and a look of understanding appeared on his face.

At the same time, Tang San also withdrew the inner power of the Xuantian Technique that had been blessed on his ears, his expression remained indifferent and had never changed.

The door of the temple was closed again, and Su Yuntao drifted away amid the continuous thanks from Old Jack and Zhou's mother.

Although there are two children in Holy Soul Village who have soul master talents. However, neither of them had any training value and were not worthy of his recruitment regardless of the cost.

Regarding this point, Tang San was the first to be dissatisfied, and Zhou Ting... was even more dissatisfied, feeling filled with emotion.

"As expected of Blind Douluo, he couldn't even guess the slightest trace of something fishy about Tang San. If he really has a useless martial soul, how could he have such strong soul power?"

"However, it's a good thing that this is the case, otherwise he might not be able to leave the Holy Soul Village."

"After all, a great soul master who is in his twenties is just an ant in the eyes of a titled Douluo who is in his nineties."

Zhou Ting kept complaining in his heart, but it didn't show on his face at all.He didn't even glance at Tang San.

Tang San, a reserve killer, Zhou Ting really didn't want to have too much contact with.

Having said this, Zhou Ting was very curious. As an outer disciple of the Tang Sect, Tang San...had he ever killed anyone?

If he has never killed anyone, does the Tang Sect do charity?

If he had killed him, that would be a shame.

In short, Zhou Ting is still young and has not seen the true appearance of many beauties in Douluo Continent. He really does not want to have the "way to death" early.

Speaking of which, he felt like he was quite a failure. Like Tang San, he was also a time traveler, but his life was too miserable.

No, six years have been wasted right from the beginning.

Moreover, the Consciousness Sea still needs to be repaired before it can be used.

Oh, what a tragedy!

The old village chief wanted to send Tang San home and tell Tang Hao about his son's schooling. Zhou Ting, on the other hand, took Zhou's mother home without hesitation.

After dealing with the rest of the family, Zhou Ting sat alone in the yard, feeling the Black Tower Martial Spirit in the sea of ​​consciousness.

According to Douluo Dalu, martial arts souls are divided into beast martial souls and weapon martial souls. In fact, they are the difference between living and non-living souls.

Obviously, Zhou Ting's black tower is a kind of weapon soul. However, his martial spirit is indeed somewhat... special.

Feeling the message transmitted from the iron tower, Zhou Ting showed a confused smile on his face, and his heart was even more ecstatic.

"Although they are not twin martial souls, my tower... it is not ordinary either!"

My mind penetrated into the first floor of the black tower. It was an empty small space, ordinary, with nothing in it.

The second level is like this!

Same as above for the third level.

...

It wasn't until the seventh floor that the situation changed!

What came into view was a small study room. A little old man with a white beard reaching his waist was sitting behind the desk, dozing off.

Seeing him, Zhou Ting's face looked very strange, as if he heard the familiar demonic voice again.

"Wow... golden legend!"