In Douluo, infinite simulation life

【Martial Soul: Will-O-Wisp.】

【Talent: Innate full soul power.】

[Soul Ring: Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black, Black, Black, Black]

[Soul bone: Right leg bone of the 30,000-year-old soul beast Shadow Tiger.]

【Life enlightenment: Seeing through human nature, killing without blinking an eye. 】

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【Host, please keep one of them. 】

Ah this.

Su Xing scratched his head, feeling speechless about his tragic life in the simulator, and at the same time he was in a dilemma.

"My martial soul is a will-o'-the-wisp. It doesn't seem to be very useful."

"As for the spirit ring, Su Xing hasn't even awakened his martial spirit yet, so it would be useless to choose it."

"Soul bones? Although they are good things, Su Xing doesn't know what his martial soul is, so he naturally doesn't know what direction he will take in his future cultivation. This soul bone is obviously of the dark attribute and is agile and attacking type. If his future cultivation path is strength or strong attack, this thing won't make much sense."

"After careful consideration, Su Xing decided to choose the talent: innate full soul power. After all, the amount of soul power when the soul master first awakens is crucial to the subsequent cultivation. The higher the starting innate soul power, the faster the acquired cultivation speed will be, and naturally one will be able to get ahead of others."

As for the life insights, Su Xing felt that it was totally unnecessary...

"I choose talent, innate full soul power."

As soon as he made the choice, Su Xing's body trembled, and then a blue light appeared, shining like a bright gem.

Then, a faint blue halo spread out, which inevitably made people feel awe.

In the blink of an eye, the blue light disappeared again.

“Is this power?”

Su Xing clenched his fists and felt as if he had been reborn.

"Brother Su, what are you doing here alone?"

A thin little boy in plain linen clothes climbed up the hill neatly and walked towards Su Xing.

ps: New author, new book, please vote for recommendation.

Chapter 3 Old Jack's Martial Spirit

"What are you doing? I'm doing this. Xiao San'er, what I do here is none of your business!"

After saying that, Su Xing lay down on the grass, crossed his legs, and pulled up a blue silver grass beside him, removed the roots, and then held it in his mouth.

“………”Tang San.

Su Xing has never been very fond of Tang San, the hypocrite.

In the early days, the Spirit Hall awakened his spirit for free. When he was a part-time student and couldn't even afford the tuition, the Spirit Hall also gave him a spirit master allowance to improve his life.

Later on, he wanted to destroy the Spirit Hall, completely unaware that a person should have a grateful heart.

He picks up the bowl to eat and puts it down to curse, a typical Tang Dynasty inheritance.

From the beginning to the end, the Spirit Hall had never attacked civilians. The so-called crimes of the Spirit Hall were all internal conflicts of the ruling class. The ones that were solved by the Spirit Hall were either the corrupt feudal dynasties, the human-animal love that affected human ethics, or the spirit master families that exploited the people.

Putting aside the human-animal love that affects human ethics, Tang San hunts intelligent high-level soul beasts by himself. He is doing the right thing, but the Spirit Hall hunting high-level soul beasts is wrong?

Isn't this a complete double standard?

In its specific work, the Spirit Hall has always paid attention to the living problems of low-level spirit masters, providing them with allowances to improve their living conditions and helping the people awaken their spirits for free.

And from the Pope to ordinary lower-level soul masters, they continued to hunt down the evil soul masters without fear of life and death, and drove them all into the City of Slaughter. It can be said that the threat posed by evil soul masters to people's lives has been fundamentally resolved.

What did the two great empires, the three great sects, and the Tang Sect do for the lower classes? At a historical moment of social progress, Tang San resolutely stood on the opposite side of the people, defended the corrupt feudal dynasty, and reversed history.

In fact, if the Spirit Hall can achieve unification, it can even be said to be a great thing for the Douluo Continent, which has been divided for a long time.

This guy Tang San should be infamous for eternity in Douluo Continent and should be nailed to the pillar of shame in the history of Douluo Continent.

Tang San's crimes were so numerous that it was difficult to list them all, so Su Xing didn't like him from the beginning.

"Brother Su, you are such a bad boy, swearing again."

Tang San looked at Su Xing lying on the grass, holding the Blue Silver Grass in his mouth, facing the setting sun, and said helplessly.

“San’er, beating is love, scolding is care. Brother scolds you often because he loves you.” Su Xing chewed the blue silver grass for a few times and said.

"..."

Hearing this, Tang San looked at Su Xing in silence.

"By the way, Brother Su, I heard that there is still a month before the day when our martial soul awakens, and I don't know what kind of martial soul I will awaken by then. My father is a blacksmith, do you think my martial soul will be a hammer?" Tang San said thoughtfully.

"Your martial spirit... puff!"

Su Xing spat out the blue silver grass in his mouth.

"Your martial soul is this blue silver grass, there is no escape." Su Xing said with an evil smile.

"Brother Su, you are too mean..."

Tang San smiled bitterly, "Curse me!"

In Tang San's mind, the Blue Silver Grass is just an ordinary little grass that cannot be more ordinary. Tang San still hopes that his martial soul can be a little bit better.

"It's okay, we'll know in a month, Brother Su, what you say now doesn't count..."

After saying that, Tang San turned and left.

Su Xing looked at Tang San's receding back and his stomach suddenly growled. So he got up and prepared to go home. After all, it was almost time for dinner.

Su Xing's home is located on the east side of the Holy Soul Village. The three earthen brick houses are a bit simple, mainly because Grandpa Jack is usually frugal and is reluctant to spend gold soul coins to renovate the house.

As soon as he entered the house, Su Xing smelled the fragrant aroma of rice. He skillfully walked to the stove and lifted the lid of the big iron pot. The porridge in the pot had already been cooked.

"Grandpa Jack, I'm back." Su Xing shouted.

After a while, the door curtain was lifted, and an old man in his sixties came out with a cane. Although the old man was tall and thin, he was energetic, his clothes were clean and tidy, and his hair was combed meticulously.

"Xiao Su, you're back."

"This month, the number of tourists who bought tickets to visit our village has increased significantly compared to last month. Most of them came here for the story you wrote about Soul Saint Xiao Yan. I heard that there are also tourists coming from Tiandou City."

"Tiandou City, that's a big city."

Grandpa Jack came to the stove, picked up two bowls, and used a spatula to scoop the porridge from the large iron pot while speaking to Su Xing.

"Oh, really? It seems that my story of Douluo Cangqiong is quite popular." Su Xing was secretly delighted and took the bowl of porridge from Grandpa Jack.

"Xiao Su, you are really the lucky star of our Holy Soul Village. Since you came to our Holy Soul Village, our village has been getting better and better."

Grandpa Jack carried a bowl full of porridge to the table behind him, sat down slowly, and then poured the porridge into his stomach with a spoon.

"Grandpa Jack, come, eat more vegetables. Eating more vegetables is good for your health." Su Xing picked up a pile of vegetables and put them in Grandpa Jack's bowl.

"Xiao Su, Grandpa suddenly remembered something. You are almost six years old, right?" Old Jack put down the spoon in his hand, thought for a moment, and asked.

Su Xing nodded and said, "Yes, Grandpa Jack, I will be six years old in a month."

Hearing this, Old Jack said seriously, "Xiao Su, each of us has our own martial soul. When we are six years old, we must go through the martial soul awakening ceremony. With a martial soul, our abilities in certain areas will be enhanced. Even the most ordinary martial soul will be helpful."

"If you have an outstanding martial spirit and can practice it, then you may become a spirit master admired by everyone. Our village hasn't produced a spirit master for many years."

After saying this, a hint of helplessness appeared in Old Jack's eyes.

"The awakening ceremony only takes place once a year. Our village's awakening ceremony will be held next month. You can't miss it. This time, the deacon of the Notting City Wuhun Branch Hall will come to our village in person to help the children in the village awaken their martial spirits."

After hearing what Old Jack said, Su Xing suddenly became interested in Old Jack's martial spirit, so he asked, "Grandpa Jack, what was the martial spirit you awakened back then?"

Old Jack looked troubled.

"..."

He hesitated and was in a state of confusion.

"Um... my martial soul. My martial soul is neither a weapon martial soul nor a beast martial soul."

"It's a food-type martial spirit... carrot!"

"((?Д?))!" Su Xing's jaw dropped when he heard that.

"Alas, when I awakened my martial soul, I failed to awaken my soul power, so naturally I failed to become a great soul master..."

After saying that, Old Jack stood up, sighed, and went back to his bedroom with his crutches.

ps: New author, new book, please vote for recommendation.

Chapter 4: The Changing Traveler, the Unchanging Su Yuntao

A month later.

Holy Soul Village.

Su Xing had lunch at home as usual, and after finishing writing his time-travel diary, he began to wander around the Holy Soul Village.

Finally, he stopped in front of the stone pillar with the Soul Saint's handprint at the entrance of the village.

"Hmph, quite interesting. Which little bastard made up this story?"

I saw a handsome young man with sword-like features, who was standing with his hands behind his back, staring at the sign next to the stone pillar with dissatisfaction.

The young man was wearing a white suit with a black cloak behind him. There was a fist-sized word "Soul" in the center of his chest.

Obviously, this is the standard attire for people directly under the Spirit Hall.

Just by looking at the strange attire, Su Xing knew that the young man in front of him was definitely not an ordinary person.

After taking a closer look at the young man, Su Xing dared to conclude that the young man in front of him was the famous tool man in Douluo Continent: Su Yuntao!

It was obvious that Su Yuntao came to the Holy Soul Village today to awaken their martial spirits, not to travel.

But when Su Xing thought about Su Yuntao calling him a little bastard, he felt a little uncomfortable, so he walked over and asked disdainfully:

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the story of our village's little Flame Soul Saint?"

Hearing this, Su Yuntao turned around, looked down at Su Xing, pointed at the sign next to the stone pillar, and said, "This story is obviously made up."

"Oh? How do you know it's made up?" Su Xing asked.

"In this story, Xiao Yan not only doesn't have a powerful martial soul, but his innate soul power is only level three. Let alone becoming a 7-ring soul saint, it is estimated that it will be difficult for him to become a 4-ring soul master. Isn't this just a fabrication?"

Hearing this, Su Xing's mouth twitched.

Brother Tao is still the same Brother Tao, exactly the same as when he vowed that Tang San’s Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit could not be cultivated and could not become a spirit master.

"There are no useless martial spirits, only useless spirit masters!" Su Xing said firmly.

"..."Su Yuntao was speechless for a moment.

"You are an interesting kid." Su Yuntao said with a smile.

"Forget it, I won't argue with you anymore. I came to your village for something important. Take me to see your village chief." Su Yuntao glanced at Su Xing and said calmly.

Su Xing shrugged, sighed and said, "Okay, then come with me."

After saying that, Su Xing turned and walked into the village, and Su Yuntao followed behind him.

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Holy Soul Village.

After Su Yuntao found the village chief Jack, he asked him to bring all the children in the village who were six years old or older this year to the outside of the Spirit Hall.

There are a total of nine children in the Holy Soul Village who are awakening their spirits this year. Tang San is the last one to arrive under the leadership of Old Jack.

Most of the children in the village looked down on Tang San and were unwilling to talk to him. Disdaining the poor and loving the rich was not only a phenomenon among the nobles, but it was even more obvious among the common people.

Outside the Wuhun Palace.

"Hello, respected Master of Fighting Soul, I'm sorry to trouble you this time." Old Jack saluted Su Yuntao respectfully.

Hearing this, Su Yuntao's brows revealed a hint of pride. He bowed slightly, which was considered a return of courtesy, and said, "I don't have much time. Let's start now."

"Okay, kids, this is the Battle Soul Master from Notting City. Next, you must cooperate with the Master to complete your Battle Soul awakening."

Old Jack waved to the children, signaling them to follow Su Yuntao and enter the Spirit Hall to awaken their spirits.