Blue Silver Grass Guide.

Chapter 11 First Awakening
Douluo Calendar [-], the eighth day of November.

The [Shuimu Principality], located in the northeast of Douluo Continent, welcomed the silver-clad decoration early.

The heavy snow has lasted for several days, and [-]% of the people have stayed at home, quietly enjoying the leisure and tranquility that is rare in the year.

However, in the early morning of this day, the three generations of Ling and Zhang's family got up early and gathered at Zhang Dahe's house, waiting for something silently.

Time passed by every minute and every second, the cold wind was howling outside, the sky was still gloomy, and heavy snow was flying.

While waiting, grandpa Ling Changqing and grandpa Zhang Qiang each held a dry pipe and took a sip from time to time, while grandma Yan Hong and grandma Lu Yun lowered their heads and held the soles of their shoes stitch by stitch.

Zhang Xiaoyu and Ling He were busy making lunch in the kitchen.

In the back room, Ling Shan and Zhang Xin were still sleeping soundly in the warm blanket.

Next to the bed, Ling Yi sat on a low stool, with his elbows resting on the edge of the bed, fisted with four fingers, pressing the left and right thumbs on the temples on both sides, and the inner sides of the second joints of the left and right index fingers scraped the upper and lower circles of the eye sockets , the upper side starts from the brow and ends at the tip of the eyebrow, and the lower side starts from the inner corner of the eye to the outer corner of the eye, first up and then down, and scrape up and down in circles.

At the end of the bed, like Ling Yi, Zhang Lei was sitting on a low stool, and his movements were consistent with him.

Just when the "Eye Exercise" in the hands of the two was about to end, Ling Yi's movements paused for a moment, and then returned to normal. Together with Zhang Lei who didn't feel it, he completed the first round of eye massage for the day.

After a few breaths, the door of Zhang's courtyard was pushed open from the outside, and a figure wearing a snow cape walked in.

In the white environment, Ling Xiaoshan's slightly dark face was relatively conspicuous. At this time, the skin that used to feel rough was not tough enough, with a numb feeling. From the brow bone, there was a slight chill that penetrated into the head. pain.

Regardless of these discomforts, Ling Xiaoshan had no intention of entering the house. He stood in the yard and shouted into the house: "Leizi—! Come with me—! Master Soul Master is about to enter the village—!"

After hearing the content of Ling Xiaoshan's shouting, the four old people in the room could no longer sit still. Their tobacco pouches, needlework, and half-stuffed shoe soles were all placed on the wooden table. They stood up and turned their eyes to the door curtain of the inner room.

In the next second, before Zhang Qiang could speak, the door curtain was lifted, and Zhang Lei rushed out quickly.

Following closely behind, Ling Yi walked out of the room step by step.

At this moment, except for Ling Shan and Zhang Xin who were unconscious in their sleep, Ling Changqing, Zhang Qiang, Ling Yi and Zhang Lei in the family all became slightly excited.

Without wasting any time, Ling Yi and Zhang Lei, who wrapped themselves into balls in a few seconds, pushed open the door, faced the wind and snow, and walked out of the courtyard with Ling Xiaoshan.

Behind them, a pair of expectant eyes stared straight at the backs of the big and the young, and gradually disappeared outside the courtyard gate.

It seems that he can feel these expectant eyes, and Ling Xiaoshan seems to feel that the wind and snow are not so cold at this moment.

Turning his head to look at the two little guys around him, especially the excitement and apprehension on Zhang Lei's face, Ling Xiaoshan couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Ten years ago, I was like this..."

"pity--"

The two imperceptible words came out of Ling Xiaoshan's mouth, and instantly melted into the ubiquitous cold wind and disappeared without a trace.

Shanhai Village is not big. After a while, the three of them came to the center of the village, in front of a relatively gorgeous and solemn stone house.

At this time, there were already six or seven figures, large and small, standing there against the cold wind and heavy snow. Even though their bodies were shaking uncontrollably, their eyes were full of desire.

"Small mountain~"

Zhang Dahe stepped forward, greeted the three of them, nodded to Ling Xiaoshan, turned his eyes to his son Zhang Lei, opened his mouth, and finally said nothing, he only raised his frozen big hand and stroked it on the top of Zhang Lei's head. On the rabbit fur hat, he rubbed it gently.

Feeling his father's familiar movements, Zhang Lei's original anxious mood seemed to be relieved, and he suddenly felt that he was not so nervous anymore.

On the side, Ling Yi, who witnessed all this, remained silent, just watching and waiting quietly.

It is true that if Ling Yi mobilized his own mental power and cooperated with guiding methods such as language and gestures, Zhang Lei's nervous state could be resolved, but Ling Yi did not do this after all.

Sometimes, experiencing some things personally and experiencing the state of emotional ups and downs is also a necessity for growth.

The consistent ancient well is calm, and the calm achieved by external force is harmful to Zhang Lei, who is in his early six years old!

The clouds in the sky are getting thicker and thicker, and the north wind is howling, making people have to bend down to express their submission to this mighty power.

Fortunately, Ling Yi and the others were not kept waiting.

After only a while, a burly figure came along with the wind and snow, step by step, on the thick snow below the ankles, the speed was not fast, but it was very steady.

Seeing this figure, everyone was refreshed and their eyes became a little brighter.

As they got closer, the impact of the heavy snowfall on the line of sight weakened, and everyone could clearly see the face of the person coming.

This is a tall, strong man. With his beard, he gives people a rough feeling in the wind and snow. No matter how strong the wind and snow are, it cannot shake his majestic body.

A white dress is supported by strong muscles, and a black felt cloak is half-wrapped behind him to protect him from the cold wind.In the middle of his chest is a fist-sized word 'hun', which represents his status as a member of the [Wuhundian] directly under him.

The badge with three sharp swords on his left chest tells everyone that he is a great soul master-level attack-type battle soul master!

A pair of tiger eyes scanned the circle, and a thunderous voice sounded: "Okay, don't waste time, everyone enters the palace, let's start directly—!"

Listening to the words louder than Feng Xiao, the villagers of Shanhai Village didn't have any complaints, they all silently followed behind the strong man who took the lead and strode forward, and filed into the stone house - the Wuhun Temple of Shanhai Village!

Ling Yi's eyes moved slightly, and from the corner of his eyes, he inadvertently caught the expression of the strong man, and was led by Ling Xiaoshan, and followed step by step.

When they came to the hall, the cold wind and snow outside were blocked, and everyone felt relieved, as if their stiff bodies had warmed up.

"My name is Lu Yi~"

The strong man's expression was indifferent, and his voice was as cold as the ice and snow outside: "Level 29 Great Soul Master."

"You four line up~"

His eyes swept over the four children, including Ling Yi and Zhang Lei. As Lu Yi spoke, his hand as big as a leaf fan took out a blue crystal ball the size of a child's head from the bag on his waist and casually placed it on the stone. The only desk in the house.

"Uh...soul...Master Soul Master..."

Just when Lu Yi stretched his hand into the satchel again, Ling Xiaoshan subconsciously hugged Ling Yi into his arms. While carefully looking at Lu Yi's face, he said in anticipation of Ai Ai:

"My little brat is only three and a half years old, and...not yet six years old, he...he..."

Ling Xiaoshan was a little flustered at this time, he would not have brought Ling Yi in if he knew it earlier, if this angered the master soul master in front of him, not to mention that both father and son are in danger right now, I am afraid that the entire Shanhai Village will be in big trouble !
Originally, Ling Xiaoshan planned to take Ling Yi outside the house to wait with Zhang Dahe and other villagers. Zhang Lei and three other children of appropriate age entered the house with the soul master to continue the martial soul awakening ceremony.

who knows……

The soul master actually let them in together!

(End of this chapter)