Douluo's Fate Modification System

Chapter 388 Chapter 390 Fifth Who is the big fish caught?
The fat old man was obviously interested in Xia Ling's identity and the faint murderous aura emanating from him.

"Oh? Housheng, I don't know why you have such a strong evil spirit?"

Xia Ling feigned anger, crunched his fists, gritted his teeth and said:

"I want to become the strongest soul engineer! Find the murderer who slaughtered 160 people in our village, and cut him into pieces! If I don't keep this revenge, I, Qian Chaoguang, will not be a human being!"

"how old are you?"

"15 and a half years old, almost sixteen."

The fat old man nodded secretly.

Due to the vigorous development of soul tools, the cultivation of martial arts in the Sun Moon Empire is relatively weak.

Although there are many mid-level soul masters, they are basically made of drugs, and their cultivation is very vain.

On the premise of not taking high-quality drugs, being able to have a cultivation level of around 15 Soul Sect at the age of 41 and a half is definitely already called a genius.

It's just that he's a wild boy from a remote area in the south, isn't his cultivation a little too high?
Immediately, he asked: "Then did you ever learn about soul guides in school when you were a child? You have to know that becoming a soul guide is not so easy, it requires a lot of accumulation. .”

Xia Ling withdrew part of his murderous aura and shook his head in confusion.

"Grandpa, I have never been exposed to these things before. The school tuition is too expensive, and I can't afford it. Fortunately, my grandfather once knew a soul master at the soul emperor level, and his name was Lu Fengxian. My awakening ceremony is the teacher Made it for me."

"Over the years, I have worshiped him as my teacher and have been practicing with him. The teacher said that I am a martial soul mutation, and I don't know much about it, so I have been listening to the teacher's words and burying my head in cultivation. It was not until the teacher passed away that I returned to my previous life. I want to visit my parents in the village I used to live in. How could I have thought of that?"

Speaking of this, Xia Ling used his soul power to force out two lines of blood and tears.

"When I got home, I found that the entire village had been slaughtered! Killed!"

The more he talked, the more excited he became, wishing that the small universe would explode on the spot, turning into a Titled Douluo and hacking him to death.

Hearing Xia Ling's half-truths, half-false words, the fat old man felt a little relieved.

At this time, he had already believed in seven or eight points in his heart.

It seems that this is an orphan with an innocent identity, but bears the vengeance of exterminating his family.

With such cultivation qualifications, even without the talent to become a soul engineer, it is enough to become a generation of powerhouses.

Thinking this way in his heart, he replied rather flatly.

"Starting to learn soul tools now, I'm afraid you are a little older. The Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy may not accept you. The previous announcement said that they only need to be under 12 years old and have reached the first level of cultivation. age-appropriate children."

Xia Ling suddenly acted a little flustered and urgent.

He asked anxiously: "Grandpa, what should I do? I, I didn't know that I came to Sun Moon City after traveling more than half a continent day and night, and wanted to join the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy. I"

"me."

The old man secretly laughed, wanting to continue teasing Xia Ling.

"Young students, don't be discouraged, everything is possible. If your soul tool talent is outstanding, it is not impossible to be admitted to the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy."

Xia Ling pretended to be lost, his whole body seemed to be exhausted, and he sat slumped on the chair.

A dejected opening.

"I feel that I may not have much talent in making soul tools."

"Oh? You haven't even learned it, why do you say that?"

"Is such that."

Therefore, Xia Ling told the fat old man that he had encountered two waves of soul mentors fighting for the soul beast, but they died collectively.

"In this way, after the soul beast left, I secretly went to pick up those soul guides. I carefully disassembled and looked at it, and found that there was a hollow hole inside the round stick-shaped soul guide. Ball."

"Afterwards, on the way these days, I was thinking, how does this ball emit soul power rays? I also became an excellent blacksmith in the process of practicing with my teacher, so I thought of myself counterfeit."

"During my break, I took out the materials and tools I carried with me, and wanted to try making them. As a result, I found that what I made seemed to be waste products, and none of them could be the same as the original. My soul The channeling talent must be poor."

Trying to copy a second-level soul guide ray gun without experience?

I really don't know whether to call this kid stupid and bold or what.

The fat old man asked with a smile: "Then what is the reason for your failure? Is it because the ball in the middle is not carved well?"

Xia Ling took out a soul guide ray gun made of fine iron from the soul guide with a sad face, and handed it to the fat old man.

"I don't know why, as long as I pour soul power into it, it will explode. I almost injured myself a few times."

The fat old man took the imitation of the soul guide ray gun disapprovingly.

"Can I take it apart and have a look?"

"You can do whatever you want, it's a failure anyway. By the way, that's what I did."

Xia Ling handed over the soul guide ray gun that was imitated earlier.

At first, the fat old man was still smiling, scanning the imitation with casual eyes.

Ok?
This kid's blacksmithing skills seem to be pretty good, and the imitation of the shell is not bad at all.

He is indeed an excellent blacksmith, and the forged shell has noses and eyes.

When the fat old man took the shell apart, his smile froze instantly.

What did you see for yourself?
Oh my god!

This daring boy actually made the inner casing of the soul guide ray gun out of fine iron, and engraved the correct guiding circuit on it!

Simply incredible.

When the fat old man continued to take apart the inner shell, he gasped in shock.

This!
This!
This!
This is impossible!

If it was just a surprise just now, what is in front of him now is completely frightened!

The spherical core module and the three finely crafted core circles lie completely where they should be embedded.

The fat old man carefully picked out the core module, held it in his hand and looked at it carefully.

The core formation is correct, but the carving is slightly crooked.

He suddenly thought of something, and quickly removed the core module of the original soul guide ray gun, and put it in his hand for comparison.

Compared with the core magic circles on the original module, the three core magic circles on the Iron Essence module don't even have a single bit of error!

It's not that Xia Ling's carving is crooked at all!
This is because the top of the original version is crooked!
In other words, Xia Ling used iron essence as a material to perfectly reproduce a soul guide ray gun without any foundation at all!

Fuck!
The reason why this kid exploded his chest wasn't because he didn't do it right, but because he did it so damn right!

Tie Jing couldn't bear the process of recharging the soul power, compressing it, and then accelerating the release, so it exploded!

This is simply genius!

"How on earth did you carve?"

Xia Tianling pretended to sigh.

"It was engraved on the other ball bit by bit. But no matter how hard I try to restore it, I can't help it. It always explodes as soon as I inject soul power. Grandpa, did I do it badly?"

rotten?
If you are still called rotten, then the second-level soul engineers at the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy should all die!
I have persisted for so many years to go out every morning and have some breakfast, and finally let him pick up a treasure!
The fat old man resisted the ecstasy in his heart, and asked calmly: "Xiangsheng, what did you use to carve? You are not a soul engineer, so you don't have a special carving tool, right?"

"Huh? Tools? Are there any tools here?"

Xia Ling pretended to be surprised and scratched his head, smiled shyly, and possessed his martial soul.

He stretched out the dragon claw of his right hand and raised it to the fat old man.

"You see, I just use my own claws to carve bit by bit. Let me just say, it's too difficult to carve with claws. If you don't pay attention, it will be too much."

The fat old man almost failed to come up and carry it.

Carving with your own Wuhun dragon claws without any foundation?
What the heck did it succeed?
If the core material is replaced with red poly copper, this is definitely a high-quality second-level soul tool!
Looking up and down at Xia Ling's martial soul, the fat old man couldn't help asking: "Why is your martial soul so golden? What's your name?"

"I don't know either. The teacher said it came from a lizard mutation. I named it Golden Dragon. Hehe, doesn't it sound pretty cool?"

The fat old man nodded seriously.

"It's really handsome."

Then, he fell into deep thought.

Golden Dragon?
There is indeed the coercion brought by the pure dragon blood.

Perhaps this is not a mutation, but a return to the ancestors in the legend.

It's like royalty.
The fat old man didn't speak, and Xia Ling didn't urge him, he put away his martial soul, and sat there waiting.

He suppressed the power of the blood in his body, contracted the blood a lot, and the data displayed were completely similar to those of the Golden Dragon Martial Soul.

"How did you get this material? Except for the ball, how did you make the rest?"

The fat old man asked abruptly.

"Ah? You mean those two shells? I'm a blacksmith, and I slowly knocked them out with a hammer. Look here, there are still traces of forging with my hammer."

Xia Ling stretched out his hand and pointed to the soul guide ray gun made of pure iron.

The fat old man looked carefully in the direction of his fingers.

The surface of the shell looked as smooth as a mirror, with a very faint dragon aura, exactly the same as the aura from Xia Ling's previous Wuhun.

"Look at this material, I have worked hard to refine it with a hammer."

Strike while the iron is hot, Xia Ling took out a few pieces of refined iron mother and iron essence from the storage soul guide.

"I didn't expect you to be an excellent blacksmith? You're not bragging because you're good at it. Pure blacksmiths are rare these days, and even fewer are good at it."

"The children of the poor have long been in charge of the house, so they can earn some money by blacksmithing."

"You want to be a soul engineer?"

"I want to! Of course I want to! But."

"You are actually very talented in soul tools, but you lack education in basic knowledge."

The fat old man smiled slightly.

"You're so clever that you were misunderstood by your cleverness. You are a blacksmith yourself, don't you understand the principle of whether the material is suitable? The material is not strong enough, and of course it will explode if the soul power is poured into it. Real soul guides must be made of rare materials. Made of metal."

Xia Ling looked embarrassed, he hesitated and said: "Aren't we poor, we really can't afford rare metals?"

The fat old man was happy.

"If you can't afford it, it doesn't matter. In this way, you take this old man as your teacher, and rare metals will be widely used in the future. How? Oh yes, look at my memory, I haven't asked your name yet."

"Ah? Me? My name is Qian Chaoguang. You said you were my teacher?"

Xia Ling blinked his eyes.

This old man is so direct?
The fat old man said with a smile: "Why, don't you still want to, kid? How many people begged me to be a teacher but I still don't agree. Don't worry, it's just a teacher of soul tools, you don't need to worry."

Xia Ling feigned panic, stood up quickly and bowed

"No, no, of course it's good if you are willing to teach me. My teacher, please be respected by my apprentice."

"There's no need for so much pretense."

The fat old man waved his hand.

"Remember the name of the teacher, the name of the teacher is Luo Hongchen."

"Luo Hongchen! Then you must be a very powerful soul engineer?"

This time it was Xia Ling's turn to gasp.

The fish I accidentally caught was really big.

It turned out to be the ancestor of the Hongchen family 1 years later.

Big fish!

Absolutely great fish!
"How is it? You were shocked when you heard the name of the teacher? Yes, the one in front of you is the real eighth-level peak soul engineer."

Luo Hongchen had a happy face, as if he was waiting for Xia Ling to praise him.

"Eh, this disciple only knows one family in the world of mortals. As for the teacher's name."

"You traitor, your teacher, I am the patriarch of the Hongchen family!"

Luo Hongchen froze immediately, stretched out two fingers and struck Xia Ling's head.

Xia Ling was fine, the shock made his hands ache.

"Hey, don't hit, don't hit. The disciple knows. We're from a small place and don't understand."

Luo Hongchen quickly restored the two soul guide ray guns that had been disassembled earlier, and signaled Xia Ling to put them away.

"Come with me."

Xia Ling hurriedly caught up and asked knowingly, "Teacher, where are we going?"

"The Royal Soul Engineer Academy of the Sun Moon Empire. Where else can I go?"

"Wow! Are you the teacher here?"

"My teacher is the dean of the inner courtyard!"

With a burst of shouting, it instantly attracted many people around to stop.

Xia Ling shrank his neck, and mumbled, "We don't know. Why are you yelling so loudly?"

What are you!
The veins on Luo Hongchen's neck popped up.

He who has always been good-tempered suddenly felt today that he couldn't suppress the urge to curse.

Luo Hongchen suddenly felt that he had made a wrong decision.

Why is this kid so skinny!
Not wanting to be seen as a monkey by passers-by, he took out a jetpack-like thing from the storage soul guide and carried it on his back.

This jetpack quickly unfolded a pair of steel wings, revealing several nozzles.

Then he picked up Xia Ling and flew into the sky with a whimper.

"Old teacher! Let's fly! What are you doing?"

Feeling the neither fast nor high flying speed, Xia Ling still pretended to be scared and talked tremblingly.

Seeing him like this, Luo Hongchen finally felt a little better in his heart.

"It's nothing, the walk is too slow, I will show you the charm of the soul guide!"

"Teacher! You must hold on to me!"

Xia Ling kept exclaiming in his mouth, but he was calm in his heart, and even felt like laughing a little.

The speed of this jetpack is a bit slow, and it is completely incomparable with the speed of his own Yujian.

at the same time.

His consciousness has also secretly spread to the soul tool worn by Luo Hongchen, quietly scanning the internal structure.

It is also a good thing to pay homage to such a teacher by mistake.

Having a knowledgeable person as a teacher is much more efficient than self-study.

Since it's the title Douluo of the Hongchen family, plus an eighth-level peak soul mentor, it couldn't be better.

In this way, it shouldn't be a problem for me to study in the Sun Moon Empire Royal Soul Engineering Academy.

Leaning against a big tree is good for enjoying the shade.

　Thanks to the book friend 20210724204602184 boss for the reward and the bosses for the monthly pass

　　
　
(End of this chapter)