The God of Time and Space in Douluo

Chapter 36 Tang Xiaosan

(transition chapter)
Holy Spirit Village.

If you just listen to the name, then this is definitely a rather surprising name, but in fact, this is just a small village with only about [-] households in the south of Notting City, Fasnoe Province.

The reason why it is called the holy soul is because according to legend, a soul master of the soul saint level walked out of this place a hundred years ago, hence the name.This is also the eternal pride of Holy Soul Village.

Outside the holy soul village, there is a large area of ​​farming land, and the food and vegetables produced here will be supplied to Notting City.

Most of the villagers living in Holy Soul Village are ordinary people. Ordinary people refer to civilians who have no soul power and cannot become soul masters for a lifetime.

But what these commoners don't know is that in this small holy soul village, there is hidden a powerful man of the title Douluo level, and even a genius who has traveled from another plane.

It was just dawn, and a faint white fish belly rose from the east in the distance. On a small hill with a height of more than [-] meters adjacent to the Holy Soul Village, there was already a thin figure.

It was a child who was only five or six years old. Obviously, he was often exposed to the warmth of the sun, his skin was a healthy wheat color, his short black hair looked neat, and his clothes were plain but clean.

The [-]-meter-high hill is not an easy task, but the strange thing is that when he came to the commanding height of the mountain, his face was not flushed, he was not panting, and he looked contented.

The boy sat down on the top of the mountain, his eyes fixed on the gradually bright white fish belly in the east, slowly inhaled through his nose, and then slowly exhaled from his mouth, the inhalation was long and the exhalation was slight, it was actually A wonderful cycle is formed.

At this moment, his eyes suddenly widened, and in the white fish maw that was gradually brightening in the distance, a faint purple air seemed to flash. If it wasn't for his amazing eyesight and enough concentration, he would never have been able to discover its existence. of.

(When I was watching Douluo Dalu, I ran to the roof of the building in the early morning, staring at the distant sun without blinking for five days)
The appearance of the purple energy completely concentrated the boy's mind, he didn't even exhale, but inhaled lightly and slowly, and at the same time, his eyes were fixed on the flashing purple.

It didn't take long for the purple qi to appear. When the fish-belly white in the east was gradually covered by the rising sun, the purple qi had completely disappeared.

Then the boy slowly closed his eyes, and at the same time let out a long mouthful of stale air in his body.A stream of white air spit out from his mouth like a horse, and then slowly dispersed.

Sitting quietly for a while, the boy sighed dejectedly, made a helpless expression that should never appear at his age, shook his head, and said to himself:

"It still doesn't work. My Xuantian Kungfu still can't break through the bottleneck of the first stage. It's been three full months. Why? Even Ziji Demon Eyes, who need to rely on Ziqi and can only practice in the early morning, have been improving all the time. .

Could it be related to the Wuhun in the hands of the villagers?

Tang San knew from the conversations of the villagers that in the Douluo Continent, there was no martial arts from his own world, but there was something called a martial soul.

It is said that everyone has their own martial soul, and among them, a very small number of people's martial soul can be cultivated, forming a profession called soul master.

And the most noble profession in Douluo Continent is soul master.Like the soul sage who walked out of the holy soul village in the legend a hundred years ago, he is a soul master, and the soul sage is the title of a soul master who has reached a certain level.

Martial spirits are divided into two categories, one is weapon martial souls, and the other is beast martial souls.As the name suggests, those who use utensils as martial souls are weapon martial souls, and those who use animals as martial souls are animal martial souls.Relatively speaking, the range of Wuhun is larger, and most people are also Wuhun, and the proportion of Wuhun that cannot be cultivated is larger than that of Beast.

For example, a person's martial soul is a hoe, which is obviously a martial soul that cannot be cultivated, but even so, when he plows the land, he is still faster than ordinary villagers.

According to Liang Chen's records in the Wuhun Palace, there are many strange weapons and Wuhuns. It can be said that anything that has appeared on the mainland has the possibility of becoming a Wuhun.

Something a little more exotic, even a toilet, a pile of Xiang may become a martial spirit.

And there is another kind of people on the mainland, the martial soul they awaken is part of their own body, but except for the hidden world sect, the owner of the original martial soul is rarely valued, and they are even regarded as having no martial soul. possible.

The description of Noumenon Sect in Douluo II's original work is that the Noumenon Martial Soul has been studied for more than [-] years, which means that Noumenon Sect has already started researching Noumenon Martial Soul [-] years ago.

The reason why it is not well-known on the mainland now may be that it has just started to develop not long ago.

After finishing another day of Ziji Demon Eye training, Tang San trotted back home.

On this kind of mountain road, trotting is undoubtedly a very dangerous thing, but Tang San has practiced ghost shadow walking since he was a child, so going down the mountain is regarded as exercise.

Back home, Tang San found that his father was still sleeping, and he sighed helplessly, but Tang Hao didn't feel any dissatisfaction in his heart, after all, it was his father.

Tang San, who had no parents in his previous life, didn't know what kind of image a good father should have, but he was already very satisfied with Tang Hao.

Every time I go home, the feeling of someone at home and no one at home is completely different.Even if the whole person only knows to drink too much every day, he either sleeps or eats.

And since Tang San showed his "innate divine power" a few days ago, Tang San helped take over some less heavy blacksmithing work.

Tang San didn't want much, he just wanted his father's warm embrace, even if this embrace smelled of sweat, it didn't matter.

Going to the kitchen to take a look at the porridge in the pot, Tang San made a large bowl for himself, and then shouted to Tang Hao's bedroom: "Dad, get up and eat!"

Soon, the curtain of the bedroom was lifted, and a slovenly, decadent middle-aged man came out, he didn't answer Tang San's words, but just walked to the pot step by step.

Regardless of whether the porridge in the pot was still hot, Tang Hao directly stretched out his hands, his strong muscles bulging slightly, brought a pot full of hot porridge to his mouth, and just started pouring it into his stomach.

"Goooooooooooooooooo..."

"Hiccup~"

About 2 minutes later, Tang Hao burped in satisfaction, put the iron pot that was half the size of Tang San back on the stove, and walked into the living room, which is Tang Hao's studio, without saying a word. , began to strike iron.

This person is Tang San's father, the famous Haotian Douluo, also known as Tang Dahammer, or Tang Ritian and Tang Ricao.

Tang San didn't know these identities, after Tang Hao left, Tang San picked up the bowl and started his own breakfast.

Growing up in a sect with strict rules like the Tang Sect, Tang San had the idea in his heart that if the elders didn't serve the meal first, then the younger generation would not be able to take a bite even if they starved to death.

(End of this chapter)