Douluo's Summoner

Chapter 3 The First Soul 'Ayin'

At night, Mu Qing hid in his bedroom, playing with the book in his hand, with a smile on his lips.

Reaching out his hand, he took the sickle off the book cover.The ordinary scythe on the book cover, once it fell into his hands, instantly turned into a gorgeous death scythe, exuding an ominous black air, with a scythe in one hand and a book in the other, Mu Qing at this moment was very much like the one in the myth. the Grim Reaper.

Sighing, Mu Qing's mind moved, and the scythe instantly turned into black air, fell onto the book, and became ordinary again.

Putting away the martial spirit, Mu Qing lay on his back on his small wooden bed, silently in a daze.In fact, he is not a murderer, but the peculiarity of the martial soul has already represented his future path.

Sickle harvesting, book pages gathering.Unlimited pages, unlimited storage.Each page can collect a soul, and every soul collected can improve the quality of Mu Qing's martial soul, and the improvement of quality will increase Mu Qing's cultivation speed.When needed, Mu Qing can even summon the souls collected in the pages to fight.

Therefore, even though Mu Qing is only at level five, this does not mean that Mu Qing's future ceiling will be very low.

Of course, it is not an infinite harvest. At this time, the "Book of Souls" can only open the first page, that is to say, according to Mu Qing's strength at this time, it can only carry one soul.And as Mu Qing's strength increases, more and more pages can be opened, and more and more souls can be carried, until finally, perhaps Mu Qing's books will store endless soul.

Amid wild thoughts, Mu Qing fell into a deep sleep.In the dream, he was holding the death scythe in one hand and the book of souls in the other, and the ten golden soul rings under his feet were shining with black light, running across thousands of worlds.

When dreaming of the climax, Mu Qing would laugh out loud.

In another bedroom separated by a wall, Mu Lian sighed and fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, Mu Qing slowly opened his eyes with the sound of the rooster crowing.Get dressed and fold the quilt.Standing in front of the bed, Mu Qing stretched, feeling happy.

Three months later, it will be the start of the Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy. Mu Qing decided to harvest a soul today, increase his cultivation speed, and strive to become a tenth-level soul master before enrolling.At that time, with the addition of a soul ring, he can truly become a soul master and change his family's difficult life.

For his own better life in the future, Mu Qing decided that the first soul must find someone with good qualifications.

Of course, it doesn't mean that the life after being collected by him will die, but a serious illness is still possible.After all, anyone who secretly steals some souls will become weak.

Walking out of the bedroom, looking at Dad who was cooking, Mu Qing smiled and said, "Dad! Good morning!"

Mu Lian waved his hands angrily, and was cooking in a hurry.Mu Qing secretly smiled, walked out of the house, fetched water in the yard, washed up, and then returned to the house refreshed.Looking at the ashes-covered father, he smiled and said, "Dad, why don't I come?"

Mu Lian came over with two bowls of porridge and said, "You're going to Notting City to go to school soon, and you won't come home for a year or so. If I can't cook by myself, I won't starve to death. Let's eat together." !” As he said, he put the porridge in his hand on the table, and looked at Mu Qing expectantly.

Mu Qing took a bowl of porridge and drank a few mouthfuls. It was okay, not as unpalatable as imagined.

Giving Dad a thumbs up, Mu Qing finished a bowl of porridge quickly, ran out to fill another bowl, finished drinking again, and then said, "Dad! I'm going to practice!"

Mu Lian waved his hand while drinking the porridge.

On the Douluo Continent, basically everyone knows how to cultivate elementary soul power, but those who are born without soul power will never be able to cultivate soul power.

As soon as he went out, he happened to meet Tang San who came back from the back mountain. Mu Qing waved his hand and said, "Little San! Hello!"

Tang San's thin body paused slightly, turned his head, nodded to Mu Qing, and walked towards his home.Mu Qing was not angry either, he just smiled and went into the back hill.

Finding a big tree, he climbed up the branch three or five times. Mu Qing sat cross-legged and started his first practice.

In fact, the basic method of soul power cultivation is very simple, feel your own soul power, then control your own soul power, capture the external soul power, and integrate it into your own soul power.However, it is such a simple method, but it is like a moat, firmly blocking people without soul power in front of the soul master's door.

Mu Qing closed his eyes, controlling the flow of his soul power in his dantian.He didn't follow the basic method of soul power cultivation.Instead, he controlled his soul power in his dantian and slowly formed a vortex.Soon, with the formation of the vortex, a faint attraction formed, and soon, the soul power from the outside world was captured by the vortex of soul power in Mu Qingdan's field and merged into his body.

Where the soul power passes, his body will automatically absorb part of it to strengthen his physical body. Finally, after being filtered and absorbed by the physical body, only a small part of the pure soul power remains, which is integrated into his soul power vortex.

The whole morning passed quickly, and Mu Qing slowly opened his eyes, feeling the increased soul power in his body, and sighed.After a morning of practice, the overall soul power has only faintly increased, and the vortex of soul power in the dantian will automatically dissipate once it is out of his control.The speed of cultivation is still too slow!
A crazy idea came to his mind instantly.

Turning his head, his eyes faintly passed through countless obstacles, and fell on the waterfall in the back mountain.

After the waterfall, in the cave, the 10-year-old Blue Silver Emperor seed, what a soul!Mu Qing's eyes were full of greed, ready to move.However, Mu Qing shuddered at the thought of the titled Douluo of the Nine Rings in Saint Soul Village, resisting the impulse in his heart.

As for why not harvest Tang San's soul, Mu Qing has not lived enough.If Tang San was harvested by him even a sliver of soul, he would definitely be seriously ill. At that time, he guessed it would be difficult for him to die.

One day, three days, half a month, the place where Mu Qing practices is getting closer and closer to the waterfall in the back mountain.Finally, Mu Qing found an opportunity.

On this day, Tang Hao was teaching Tang San the chaotic cloak.

Mu Qing ran to the waterfall in the back mountain again, sat cross-legged, and began to practice.More than half a month has passed such days, Tang Hao's spiritual sense swept away, and he didn't take it to heart.After all, Mu Qing goes to the back mountain to practice every day.

But Mu Qing was trembling, suppressing the excitement in his heart, took a few deep breaths, slowly closed his eyes, and began to practice.When the sun was in the sky, Mu Qing opened his eyes on time, and slowly exhaled the turbid air in his chest.When leaving the waterfall in the back mountain, he waved his left hand inadvertently, and a wisp of black aura rolled slightly behind the waterfall. The Blue Silver Emperor in the cave was instantly torn off a wisp of soul, engulfed by the black aura, and fell into the mu In Qing's martial soul.

Mu Qing was slightly shocked, and the soul power in his body swelled slightly, breaking through to level seven in an instant.

Mu Qing grinned and smiled.

But the Blue Silver Emperor in the cave slowly fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)