Douluo's Summoner

Chapter 1 Every traverser is an angel with broken wings
Holy Soul Village, yes, it is still Holy Soul Village.

As a time traveler, Mu Qing was under a lot of pressure. Ever since she knew her location and plane, Mu Qing's heart was always up and down, with nowhere to rest.

Douluo Dalu, a strange world, is also a beautiful world.All kinds of strange martial spirits and spirit beasts dazzled Mu Qing and made him yearn for it.

However, Douluo Continent is also a cruel world. In this world, it is a kind of luck to survive. In this world where parents are fighting hard, Mu Qing, a small traverser, without a strong backing , can't survive three episodes at all.

He also imagined that when he was six years old, he could have twin spirits like Tang San, and he was born with full soul power. However, he was afraid of all this, because Tang San could live to become a god, so to speak, it was The result of the promotion of countless people.If he didn't have a father with the title of Douluo, the grass on the grave would have been more than three meters high, even if he was a time traveler.

What about Mu Qing's parents?They are just an ordinary couple in Holy Soul Village. They are over 30 years old and have not yet reached level 10. Their father's martial soul is a sickle, and their mother's martial soul is a book. They live an ordinary life.

However, if Mu Qing is to be like his parents, unable to cultivate and become a soul master, Mu Qing himself feels that he is at a disadvantage. After all, after time travel, who doesn't want to stir up a wave of troubles and achieve great things.

Therefore, the closer to six years old, the more impatient Mu Qing's heart became, and the more difficult it was to rest.

Lying on the branch of a big tree, Mu Qing held a blue silver grass in her mouth, and watched Tang San walk towards the back mountain.Eyes full of envy.Xuantian Kungfu, Tang Sect's unique knowledge, this is simply the biggest cheat that Tang San traveled through. Unfortunately, Mu Qing never expected to be able to win Tang San's favor and learn Tang Sect's unique knowledge. Neither Wu nor Tang Hao taught it.And compared to Xiao Wu and Tang Hao, who is Mu Qing?

"Brat, follow me to work!" Mu Lian's voice sounded.

Mu Qing responded, hurried down the tree, walked up to his father in a few steps, picked up the sickle in front of the courtyard gate, followed behind his father, and walked to his farmland.

It is said that the former Mu Lian was not called this name, but after awakening his martial soul at the age of six, he saw that his martial soul was a sickle, so he changed his name to Mu Lian.

Walking into the farmland, Mu Qing followed his father to harvest the grain and worked silently.

It took only one morning to finish cutting the grain in his field.Looking at Mu Qing who was out of breath, a trace of pity flashed in Mu Lian's eyes. His son has been sensible since he was a child and always helped with work. Unfortunately, in this world, it is not easy to get ahead by being sensible. Think about the martial arts of yourself and your wife. With innate soul power, Mu Lian sighed softly, stretched out his hand and rubbed Mu Qing's head, and said, "Xiaoqing, Old Jack has gone to Notting City to invite the soul master of Wuhun Temple, and he will come to help in a few days." You awaken the martial soul, promise me, don’t have any hope for the martial soul, you know? Soul master, that’s something only rich people can hope for!”

Mu Qing nodded, but didn't make a sound, but was busy gathering the grain and preparing to carry it home!

Mu Lian sighed, put away his sickle Wuhun, and helped together.

Hungry, the father and son gnawed on the dry hard bread on the ground and drank water.

In the setting sun, the father and son took the last of the grain home and breathed a sigh of relief.Looking at the piles of grain in the yard, Mu Lian nodded in satisfaction.Another good year.Life might be easier.

After dinner, Mu Qing went back to her room, lying on the small wooden bed, staring at the roof, in a daze.Although he envied Tang San and wanted to disturb the situation, he was already prepared to have no soul power. After all, his parents didn't have soul power. When he came to him, it was too difficult to mutate his martial soul and possess soul power up.

In the haze, Mu Qing fell into a deep sleep.In the dream, he called the wind and called the rain, stepped on nine red soul rings, laughed wildly, and ran across the entire Douluo Continent, but when he woke up in the morning, Mu Qing knew it was a dream!Really woke up.

Threshing, harvesting, and returning the grain to the warehouse.When the last grain of grain fell into the granary in the hands of Mu Lian, the soul master of Wuhun Temple was about to arrive.In Saint Soul Village, that suppressed undercurrent finally broke out.

The villagers who are busy with farm work on weekdays are sitting lively on the kang, bragging about their children, imagining that their children can walk out of this barren mountain village and become a noble soul master.

Although everyone knows that this is just a beautiful dream, but no one can stop human fantasy, right?
Mu Qing hid in his own yard, humming and exercising. Since he was three years old, Mu Qing has been exercising in his spare time. When he was young, he could only jog. When he was older, he would go to Swimming, lifting weights, and more.Everything is for the purpose of becoming a soul master.

Looking at his son, Mu Lian silently lowered his head with tears in his eyes.He prayed from the bottom of his heart, praying that his son would possess soul power and become a soul master.

As for Mu Qing's mother, she passed away due to illness when Mu Qing was a child. There were only two men in the family, one big and one small, and life was extremely difficult.

Since Mu Qing was three years old, he has been able to help with cleaning and cooking.

"Mu Lian! Tell Xiaoqing to come out quickly, the master soul master of Wuhun Temple is here!" Old Jack's voice sounded outside the courtyard gate.

"Come on!" Mu Lian quickly agreed, and ran to open the door!
Mu Qing hurriedly put down the things in his hand, ran to the door timidly, and followed behind Old Jack.Don't mention past and present lives, no matter how old a person is, before facing an opportunity that can change his life, there will be endless ripples in his heart.Like Mu Qing, she will be timid.

Soon, the six-year-old children in Shenghun Village gathered in front of the Wuhun Temple in the village. They said it was Wuhun Temple, but it was actually a big wooden house, but it was the biggest house in the village!

Old Jack told everyone about the former soul saint in the village, and he would dance when he talked about excitement.However, no words can conceal Old Jack's uneasy heart.

Standing behind Old Jack, Mu Qing automatically filtered out what Old Jack said, staring blankly at the Wuhun Temple in front of him.Although he has seen it countless times, none of them can compare with this one.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Mu Qing clenched his fists tightly and waited quietly.

In front of the Hall of Spirits, a man in his twenties was waiting there quietly. Seeing Old Jack leading someone over, he turned and pushed open the door of the Hall of Spirits. A statue of a seraph instantly appeared in Mu Qing eyelids.

Standing on the steps in front of the seraph, the master soul master turned around, looked at the group of little fellows in front of him with a smile, and said with a smile, "My name is Su Yuntao!"

(End of this chapter)