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A hundred years ago, the Star Dou Empire, the southwest volcano, and meteorites fell from the sky. Five-color bands, cutting through the sky.

It quelled thousands of years of fires and turned the volcanic area into the Messak Wasteland.

Up to now, Jiugong Mountain, where Nine Star Douluo Jian Jiu lives, has been standing here for nearly half a century.

Ten days ago, Nine Star Douluo shocked the mainland with the news of becoming a hundred-level god.

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Around Jiugong Mountain, there are crowds.

The leaders of the four directions are the Sect Master of the Upper Three Sects and the Hall Master of the Martial Spirit Palace.

The outer ring is the soul master of the representative of the empire.

On the blue sky of Jiugong Mountain, a middle-aged man in a plain robe looked around the week, sighed, and closed his eyes.

The sky suddenly changed, the distant sky, a bleak cold wind whistled, dark clouds like the angry sea waves, and like thousands of horses galloping, the clouds were undulating, and in the blink of an eye, the sky was already dense. The gloomy dark clouds of Rumo carried the momentum of Wan Jun who wanted to crush the Nine Palace Peaks, and they rolled in the sky layer upon layer.

The momentum on his body slowly rose to the top, and suddenly a long roar pierced through the sky. The grand sound waves, centered on himself, resounded throughout the Douluo Continent. The voice is crystal clear, but you can't hear what you're singing, but there's always a feeling that you can't put into words. Everyone listened carefully, and people were unconsciously addicted to it.

In the huge world, as if in an instant, the earth shook the mountains!

Nine stars loomed in the starry sky, and in a row, turned into a rainbow light, opened its mouth in the sky, and suddenly hung down a starlight, faintly, and then, the second, third, and ninth paths! Spread all over the world.

The figure of Nine Star Douluo also dissipated. I only heard a sigh from afar, "Hao Tianyin, Martial Soul Venerable." Double Spider Tyrant, Tang Menxing"

Slowly the starlight disappeared, and the heavens and the earth closed again.

"My enlightenment has been preached" throughout the heavens and the earth.

No one understands what the Tao is, but it does not hinder the soul master's yearning for becoming a god. The long-cherished wishes of the soul masters for thousands of years have been realized, and the soul masters' words have only turned into a sentence of "Congratulations, Nine Star Douluo"

Chapter 1 Tianluo x Boy

Five hundred years later, the Celestial Star Empire, the western border, the silent deserted village, is different from the usual.

The unseasonable fog, the occasional sound in the fog, the messy but consistent footprints on the ground, there were at least two or three thousand people who came here, but there was not a single figure around the deserted village.

But if someone can see the underground of the deserted village at this time, they will find that it has been hollowed out into an underground square. The square was full of children about 5 years old, crowded with people, but it was quite orderly.

In the corner of the square there was a crypt-like house, in which there were dozens of middle-aged men, gathered in groups of four or five, they seemed to be some farm landlords, some were kind merchants, some were rich idlers, and so on. The identities are very different, but there seems to be a strange aura that connects them.

At this time, a group standing on the left side of the door, one of the men who looked like a wealthy businessman said with a smile on his face: "Hehe, Boss Wang is here, where have you made a fortune recently!" ”

The man known as Boss Wang, with his sleeves rolled up, scolded in an inconsistent manner: "Get out, don't give me this set when you're here, you're still wearing a mask here, you're not tired, I feel weird and awkward." ”

The rich businessman-like man was not angry, but a wry smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Heh, there is no way, I have been wearing other people's masks for a long time, and I can't take them off." Besides, it's easier for me to do so. ”

At this time, a white-faced man with a little official authority and some power said: "Hmph, don't talk about these useless, how is the harvest of this mission, whether there are good seedlings, whether they can pass the assessment, and continue our life is true." ”

A man who looked like a kind landlord next to him sighed and said: "Alas, who said clearly, martial souls are all fate, and there are a few good ones here, and I don't know how many children will be destroyed this time." ”

The white-faced man glanced at it disdainfully and said, "Yo, there is still leisure to sympathize with those little ghosts, and it is impossible to raise and raise feelings." You are a good person pretending to be too much, and you are beginning to be compassionate, don't forget that this assessment has not yet been able to get the antidote, we all say goodbye, even if you pass the assessment and lose the support of the organization, you can say goodbye to your current life, there are still a bunch of people waiting for you. The landlord-like man twitched in embarrassment and fell silent.

That Boss Wang looked at the atmosphere and smiled: "These little ghosts around 5 years old, I'm afraid they don't understand anything, I don't know the reason why Douluo Continent stipulates that martial souls can only be measured after 6 years old, and now the martial souls that are born are not stable, and it takes a lot of resources to stabilize, and they will also reduce their innate soul power." Hehe, there are going to be many ordinary martial spirits that will become wasted. ”

The man who looked like a wealthy businessman said: "It's not impossible, what we do is not charity, a lot of resources are scattered every year, if we don't let it bubble early, what good is it to organize and take in those orphans." Besides, a good martial soul doesn't rush it, isn't this also the opinion of the organization. ”

The rich merchant said here for a moment, and said pointedly: "The resources of raising this group of people for nearly a year are much more than the cost of stabilizing a few martial spirits, and all kinds of tricks before this are used to snatch children and instill the idea of loyalty to the organization, so as not to choke us enough, not to mention that it is not good for people to mutate a super strong martial soul." ”

The white-faced man snorted and said, "Hmph, we've been here a few times with that chance, and we've encountered a few, and it's more common for good martial spirits to be scrapped." Hehe, let's not come here like this. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Boss Wang laughed at himself: "Otherwise, I am at least a soul master-level killer now." You don't have to do that kind of work. ”

This Boss Wang is still to be said. A man dressed in a black robe with the word Tianluo embroidered on his chest appeared at the door.

The big thorny man showed the back of his hand in front of them, looked around the people in the room arrogantly, frowned, and said: "Hmph, don't chew your tongue here, it's your turn, get out of here and lead my own team over, and then grind and chirp, let the adults who come to lead the seedlings, if you wait for a long time, you will feel better." ”

"Yes," everyone in the xn room replied in silence, and the person who showed the spider on the back of his hand nodded in satisfaction and turned to leave. The people who stayed in the room breathed a sigh of relief, and said in their hearts: "Isn't it just a glance, and you dare to show off to us, hum." But the envy in their eyes betrayed them.

This spider pattern is the symbol of their organization "Tianluo", and one of the eight spiders in the man's compound eyes is blood-red, which means that he is a first-order deacon. Cultivation is at least a soul master, and the strength of Tianluo is a condition for advancement at the low level, and the contribution is secondary, and when it comes to the high level, the contribution is even more important.

Of course, there are exceptions, there is a team of 14 people led by the leader of the Tianluo organization at the top of Tianluo, and their selection only depends on strength, even if people who are not from the organization pass the assessment, they can join. Once they entered, as long as they could kill any of them except the regimental commander, they would be marked by that person and take his place.

Their mark on their back was a spider with eight blood-red compound eyes engraved with numbers on their backs, and the number 1 was on the back of the regimental leader, the leader of the organization. No. 214 is the object of contention, and there is a lot of blood on it, and the team of 14 is often dissatisfied.

This information is in the minds of the people in the room, and it is left behind, and it is not something they should be thinking about. What matters now is their lives, and what they will do in the future. At most, he cultivated himself to soar into a soul master and become a first-order deacon, which is what they commonly call a glance.

Then they left the room with anticipation and nervousness, and walked towards the children in the square.

The children were led by these people in batches, lined up in two rows and walked into the passage in front of the square, with anticipation, they didn't know what they would go through, they only knew that in the knowledge they learned, becoming a soul master was the way to get out of the current situation, and they all thought that the soul master was mysterious and noble, they were all naïve to think about what their martial soul was, and how powerful they would be in the future.

Among them was a boy with dim eyes but wandering around, his face was full of uncertainty or caution, and only when his eyes drifted over a little girl, there was a hint of a smile. When he saw the man who looked like a rich businessman, there was some light in his eyes.

His hands often swayed beside his stomach, and when he occasionally touched them, the corners of his mouth twitched, but as if he thought of something, a trace of blood flashed in his eyes, and he unconsciously clenched his hands, and his eyes slowly blurred. Thoughts drifted back to the small village where he was born.

Chapter 2: Holiness x Family

In the Celestial Star Empire, in the southwest of Mana City, Aaron Walker Province, their village is built around an extinct volcano called Volcano Village, of which more than 500 families, most of the village are blacksmiths, they rely on selling iron products to Mana City to make a living, and the boy's father is the first blacksmith in the village, and the life of a family of 5 is also delicious.

He is the eldest in the family, and everyone in the family calls him three sons and three sons. Officially call him Jian San, but this is not his name, they have a custom here, they don't have an official name if they don't awaken the martial soul at the age of 6, so most of the names of their villages are related to what the martial soul is, and there are many people with the same name in the village. Often calling one person on the road, eight or nine people can turn back, but this custom has not disappeared.

So now the boy cares about the martial spirit, and he is also thinking about his name. It was the only thing he could connect to the village other than his memories.

His father also often boasted that he was a branch of the Jiugong Mountain Sword Family. When he was drunk, he mysteriously said that his grandfather was a person who was almost named Douluo, was jealous of the head of the family, was wrongfully accused of stealing the things of the head of the family, and abolished the cultivation and drove him out of Jiugong Mountain. At this time, Jian San's eldest brother and second sister had already run away, and his mother was just watching this scene with a knowing smile. The corners of Jian San's mouth also curled up slightly when he thought of them. Then there was a smell of blood as if it was about to come out of the body, and the fingers were pinched and white.

On that day, my father went to the volcanic mine as usual, and returned home in a hurry, took out a rag bag from his bosom, and spread it out, in which there was a thumb-sized piece of fiery red metallic mineral.

My father picked it up and looked at it repeatedly, as if he couldn't see enough, and he was still smiling in his mouth, and his eyes were confused.

The most reciting something with words, Jian San just vaguely heard it, what "intermediate fire holy", "are about to catch up with the advanced ones", "you can make boxes", "you can exchange for bronze holy clothes", "my sword family will also have external weapons", "junior's soul guide has fallen", "let them see my ancestral technology".

At noon, he asked his eldest brother to buy wine, and he wanted to get drunk happily, but his mother did not stop him. Jian San just looked at his parents in confusion, not knowing why they were so happy.

But happiness came and went faster, and the eldest brother, who had gone out to drink, came back covered in blood, saying that a gang of horse thieves had surrounded the village and was about to rush into the village, and told them to run, and when he had finished speaking, he fell to the ground and did not know what to do.

And the father stood up, picked up the eldest brother and put him on the bed in the room, looked at the eldest brother's wounds, and his face became solemn, this is definitely not an ordinary horse thief, and there has been no rumor about horse thieves near the village.

This is basically a wandering transit horse thief, this kind of horse thief is stronger, at least led by the Great Soul Master, otherwise it would have been wiped out long ago. But this kind of horse thief generally does not enter the village, let alone do such a time-consuming thing as slaughtering the village, this may be, the father looked at the fiery red ore in his hand, his brows furrowed deeply, it seems that the horse thief has a tool for exploration.

In this case, the horse thief will not be left alive, and the volcano village is finished. The second daughter who went to a friend's house was afraid that it would be more auspicious, he looked at the third child, and picked up the rag, which was ancestral and had the effect of isolating the induction, otherwise it would not have been kept, and the father re-wrapped the ore and handed it to his mother.

A white soul ring lit up on his body and rushed out of the house. The mother hurriedly put the package away, looked in the direction of the father's departure worriedly, and began to take care of the eldest brother.

At this time, a black-robed man on a black horse at the entrance of the village asked to the side, "Are you sure?" It's in this village, so you can't go wrong this time! ”

Next to him, a flattering guy with a thief's eyebrows and rat eyes looked at the compass in his hand, wiped his sweat, and stammered to him: "The induction is indeed here, yes, this time it will not be wrong!" ”

"Hmph, this is the first time this sounds good, if it weren't for you, we would have escaped tracking a long time ago, there are really few people pointing at the east and west, your plate should have been thrown away a long time ago, I really don't know what the organization sent you to do."

"Hehe, there's a reaction, this time I'm sure to catch it, here." Saying that, Fei also ran in the direction of the three swords. The black-robed man sighed, touched the back of his hand, and followed.