Douluo: I am the true master

(ps: Brain Storage, I am a newbie who has been very serious about setting up and writing the plot. Please don’t be stubborn in certain aspects! Please comment with quality!)

In the year 2607 of the Douluo calendar, in the southwest of the Tiandou Empire, Fasnuo Province, Holy Soul Village.

An unknown little village named after the birth of a soul saint.

A six-year-old boy was lying lazily on the lawn covered with bluesilver grass, staring blankly at the sky, with a piece of tender bluesilver grass in his mouth.

"It's so boring. The old world is still comfortable. It's a pity that I didn't sleep for three days and three nights to write a thesis for the postgraduate entrance examination. Why did I die suddenly? The older generation could not sleep for seven days and seven nights. Alas, I am here The ancestors of our motherland are in disgrace." Ye Wen murmured to himself.

Yes, this young man is what is commonly known as a time traveler. His predecessor was a top student who studied for a postgraduate degree in order to write a medical thesis. Unfortunately, his body was a little fragile, so he survived three days and three nights, and died suddenly and traveled to Douluo Continent.

As a well-known domestic IP, even Ye Wen, who is devoted to reading, has at some point read this novel.

It is worth mentioning that Ye Wen, like Tang San, is both soul piercing, but unfortunately, after these six years of life, Ye Wen knows that he is probably much more unlucky than Tang San.

First of all, Ye Wen was sure that the era traveled through was Douluo Continent, but the time was probably decades earlier than Tang San was born. As for why Ye Wen in a remote village knew it, of course it was because Ye Wen would occasionally follow the village chief to work in Notting City. Even in a remote small town, the reputation of the Shangsan Sect is still prominent, and the pope of the high-ranking Wuhun Temple is named Chihiroji.

In addition, Ye Wen's previous life was in a standard Dharma-ending era. There was no so-called practice method such as Xuantian Kung in his mind. On weekdays, he could only rely on the most basic exercise and eating well to make himself strong. As for innate full soul power, don't think about it.

Then there is life experience. Tang San can be said to have a full-level family background at the beginning. His mother is a hundred thousand year spirit beast, and his father is a direct descendant of Haotian Sect, one of the three upper sects.

But Ye Wen's side was miserable. His mother died in childbirth when she was giving birth to Ye Wen, and she was just an ordinary person. His father was a soul master, but unfortunately he was also a self-righteous fool. Three years ago, Tiandou and Xingluo's relationship During the war, he went to the battlefield with several soul master friends to gain meritorious service, trying to become a military noble.

It's a pity that it was lost on the battlefield. After all, in Douluo Continent where Soul Lords are inferior to dogs and Soul Saints are everywhere, an auxiliary Soul Lord on the battlefield is basically like pork in a meat grinder.

As for the compensation for death in battle, don't think about it. Although the original work does not have a specific description of the social situation of Douluo Continent, it is no problem to refer to the Western Middle Ages and the Eastern Feudal Dynasty in the main body. After all, there are nobles in the original junior college. Needless to say, the oppression of civilian work-study students in this more chaotic era.

So now Ye Wen lives with the village chief. It is worth mentioning that the current village chief is actually Ye Wen's grandfather, not the old Jack in the original article.

The village chief's name is Ye Buyi, a first-level soul master whose current combat effectiveness is negligible.

So Ye Wen is not optimistic about his future now. First of all, the awakening of the martial soul that determines his destiny is today. Ye Wen thinks that the probability of becoming a soul master is about 50-50.

Because when Ye Wen was free to look through his family tree, he discovered that his ancestors were the descendants of the Soul Saint mentioned in the Holy Soul Village.

However, no matter how good the bloodline is, if there is no corresponding high-quality bloodline for reproduction, it will eventually become thinner. However, there are rare examples of mutated martial spirits in the Douluo Continent.

It's a pity that there are too few good examples. For example, the fart martial spirit of a famous master is outrageous.

"Xiao Wen, it's time to go." Ye Buyi walked over tremblingly and said.

"I know, grandpa." Ye Wen patted the bluesilver grass on his body and walked neatly to Ye Buyi to help him.

Ye Buyi was wearing patched and shabby clothes, and his whole body was filled with a kind of twilight that seemed to be dissipated by the wind at any time.

This situation, with the cessation of the war between the two empires, and the fact that his son did not come back, made the old man feel depressed. If Ye Wen, his grandson, was not still around, I am afraid that the old man would have passed away long ago.

The grandfather and grandson supported each other and walked to the small Wuhun Hall in the village. Although it was called a Wuhun Hall, it was actually just a larger and neat wooden house. This was specially built by the Wuhun Hall to help common people awaken their martial souls. A small building and an infrastructure found in all villages.

"Go in, Xiaowen, your life will begin here." Ye Buyi said lovingly with a yearning smile on his face.

Ye Wen nodded silently and walked in.

Then several children from the same village walked in curiously.

At this time, a strong man wearing Wuhundian's standard clothes walked in and said solemnly.

"Quiet, everyone, line up!"

There was no so-called pressure on him, but his serious face and burly figure made the five children present tremblingly and quickly lined up.

"My name is Su Zhenhua, a level 26 great soul master, and I am your leader. Now, I will awaken your martial souls one by one. Remember, no matter what happens, don't be afraid."

While talking, Su Zhenhua opened his package on the table nearby and took out two things from it, six round black stones and a shining blue crystal ball.

Su Zhenhua placed six black stones into the grooves of the six-pointed star array on the ground. Then motion to the first child to stand among them.

"Don't be afraid, close your eyes and feel it carefully." As he said this, Su Zhenhua's eyes suddenly lit up. Under the horrified eyes of the children, he shouted, "Lone wolf, possessed."

Ye Wen, who was in the middle of the queue, looked at this scene and couldn't help complaining in his heart, "Good guys, you guys are inheriting the inheritance from your father, and it's passed down from generation to generation, right?"

That's right, hearing this name and martial spirit, Ye Wen couldn't help but think of Su Yuntao who helped Tang San awaken his martial spirit in the original work, the funny guy with the title of Blind Douluo. After all, Tang San, whom Su Yuntao looked down upon, became a god in the end.

(Su Yuntao, "Damn it! (╬▔Van▔)╯!! Feng Ping was killed before I was even born!")

The awakening and testing of martial souls went very quickly, and soon it was Ye Wen's turn.

The two in front had awakened the sickle and the hoe respectively, but unfortunately they were both useless martial souls without soul power.

"It's my turn, it's my turn. I'm here to give it a try, whether it's life or failure, food and drink. The Jade Emperor bless me, the Three Purities bless me, Amitabha bless me, and Hallelujah bless me!"

"Come forward." Su Zhenhua said softly.

Ye Wen calmed down and slowly stood on the awakening magic circle. Su Zhenhua used the method to stimulate the soul power in his body and injected it into the six black stones, activating the magic circle. A faint golden light shrouded Ye Wen. .

But this time there was obviously much more golden light than the previous children who had not awakened their soul power. A trace of joy flashed in Su Zhenhua's eyes. Although he could not judge how strong the martial spirit Ye Wen awakened was, he was sure it had soul power, and now the bonus was secured.

Ye Wen frowned slightly, and an energy within his body emerged uncontrollably from his right hand. Then he saw a black shadow emerge, and a one-meter-square black cloth appeared in front of him.