Cangnan Empire, Yanming Prefecture, Liuyun City, Anyang Village

The weather is clear and the gentle breeze blows this small mountain village, which is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with beautiful scenery and is also a good place to live.

Outside the mountain village, there are large tracts of cultivated fields, which are not grown with rice, fruits, and vegetables, but with a peculiar kind of grass.

This little grass is about the same as ordinary grass blades, except that the tips of the grass blades are dyed red, and the pale red tips seem to have strange fluctuations.

This small mountain village is called Anyang Village, a prosperous small village in the west of Liuyun City, because of its fertile soil and weak fire element, it is suitable for planting low-grade fire grass. Therefore, every household in the village makes a living by planting spiritual grass and Anyang grass.

This Anyang grass is a first-class spiritual grass, which has the effect of appeasing Yang Yuan and replenishing spiritual power, and is easy to plant and has a fair price. Therefore, it is widely loved by people, and the village is named after it.

At this time, the sun is shining on the earth, and today the village square is particularly lively, and the annual martial soul awakening day has arrived.

On the Shenwu Continent, everyone will have a martial soul. When he was seven years old, he carried out the martial soul awakening ceremony, and when he awakened the martial soul, he could absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth for cultivation. The martial soul can be anything, birds, beasts, knives, guns, clubs, etc.

Martial souls are also strong and weak, which can be divided into four levels of heaven and earth Xuanhuang, each of which has three grades: upper, middle and lower.

The various special abilities brought about by the awakening of the martial soul will change people's lives. Therefore, it is extremely important to awaken a powerful and useful martial spirit.

Compared to the bustle in the center of the square, the edge of the village is particularly deserted. In a remote corner of the village, in a dilapidated thatched house, a childish voice was heard.

"Grandpa, the martial soul awakening ceremony is about to begin, and I'm going to the square. ”

"Well, go ahead, come on!"

A handsome little boy came out of the thatched hut, dressed in a shabby gray cloth coat, neat and neat short black hair, and a pair of beautiful big eyes full of anticipation.

The boy's name is Chen Huai, and he lives with his grandfather, Chen Yong, in a thatched hut on the west side of Anyang Village. At the age of seven this year, it is time to awaken the martial spirit.

The boy ran towards the square, thinking and looking forward to it: What kind of martial soul will I awaken? If I can have a powerful martial soul and become a soul master! My grandfather and I will be able to live a good life! As the village chief grandfather said, we will become a great hero like Marshal Gao to protect the family and defend the country!

Thinking of this, the boy's delicate little face was filled with a bright smile, and his pace couldn't help but speed up a little.

After a while, we arrived at the square, and in the center of the square there was a hexagonal stone platform, in which stood a stone tablet with a pitch-black body, and its stele was engraved with strange inscriptions, about a zhang high.

This is the stone plaque of the awakening of the martial soul?

Looking at the strange and mysterious inscription, Chen Huai vaguely felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if there was something in his body that was about to move. Just as Chen Huai was immersed in this wonderful feeling, a piercing voice suddenly sounded.

"Yo, isn't this the little fool of the Chen family! The fool has also come to awaken the martial soul, it's really interesting, I don't know what kind of martial soul the little fool can awaken?"

"Brother Zhao, of course this little fool is awakening the martial soul of a fool, hahaha. ”

"Hahaha, it makes sense. ”

Chen Huai frowned and went with the prestige. I saw two boys walking slowly towards him with a sneer, one fat and one thin.

The fat one's name is Zhao Wei, the son of Zhao Zhou, a wealthy man in Anyang Village, and most of the land in the village for planting spiritual grass is rented by his family to the villagers. The thin one is called Zhang Shan, and the dog legs around Zhao Wei follow Zhao Wei all day long to flatter.

Zhao Wei has a rich father, who doesn't worry about food and clothing all day long, is idle and flustered, and has nothing to do all day long.

And Chen Huai has no father and mother since he was a child, he only has a grandfather by his side but never goes out, and there are no adults to bully him, so this Chen Huai has become an excellent object for him to find trouble, and this Zhao Wei loves to trouble Chen Huai when he has nothing to do.

The constant ridicule and sarcasm of the two reached Chen Huai's ears, he clenched his fists, but he only turned a deaf ear, lowered his head and walked away silently.

The status of this rich man of Zhaozhou in Anyang Village is like that of the Emperor of the Soil. If you resist and fight back against Zhao Wei and anger the rich man Zhao's most beloved youngest son, the bitterness will not be delicious.

Therefore, Chen Huai didn't dare to respond to Zhao Wei, and he didn't want to tell his grandfather that he was being bullied, so he could only endure it silently, so as not to add to the trouble.

At this moment, an old but kind voice sounded.

"Xiaohuai, the awakening ceremony is about to begin, so don't come over quickly. ”

A thin old man on crutches beckoned to Chen Huai with a gentle smile.

Hearing this, Chen Huai's tense expression instantly eased, his face was filled with a smile again, and he walked quickly to the thin old man.

When Zhao Wei saw Juan coming, he pouted unhappily and walked away with Zhang Shan.

"Hello village chief grandpa"

The old man held the cane in one hand, and rubbed Chen Huai's head with some distress in the other, as the village head, he naturally knew that Chen Huai was often bullied by Zhao Wei, but because of the status of the rich man Zhao in the village, he did not dare to interfere too much to stop Zhao Wei's actions. After all, his position as the village head, in front of Zhao Zhou, is just a title that can be changed.

"Well, Xiao Huai's awakening ceremony is about to begin. Let's go over there and wait. The old man smiled and waited with Chen Huai on the side of the stone platform.

The old man was about 60 years old, thin and small, but he was in good spirits, dressed plainly and neatly, and his name was Juan, who was the head of this Anyang village.

Juan is a good man who has always been kind to people. In the early years, Chen Huai was still young, and his grandfather could not go out due to illness, and many things were completed with the help of the village chief.

About half an hour later, a young man flew up and jumped onto the stone platform, this person looked like he was in his twenties, with a good appearance, dressed in a black power suit, and there were three burning red flame symbols on the left side of his chest, representing that this person was a deacon of the Cangnan Empire.

I saw that the deacon waved his hand, and six pure white round stones flew out of the ring between his fingers and landed at the corners of the hexagonal stone platform, bowed his head slightly, closed his eyes, and shouted in a low voice, "Yan Lion, possessed." ”

In the horrified eyes of everyone, the deacon's figure gradually rose a few points. The originally jet-black hair instantly turned red, like a flame burning. The claws sticking out of the ten fingers of both hands shimmered faintly. The beast-like eyes slowly opened, staring at the crowd in front of them.

The originally noisy square suddenly fell silent, as if even the air around it had been frozen by the opening of the hideous beast's pupils.

The change in the black-clothed deacon really surprised Chen Huai, he had never seen a person possessed by a beast soul, most of the villagers in the village were weapon martial spirits, and a very small number of beast martial soul villagers would not use beast martial souls for some farm work. Moreover, among the villagers of Anyang Village, there is no one who has such an amazing beast martial spirit.

The reddening hair, the claws, and the eyes. At first, the terrifying appearance frightened the children. Gradually, the horror dissipated, and a bit of curiosity came to my heart.

These magical changes brought about by the possession of martial souls are all stirring the interest of these children who are about to awaken martial spirits, and they are all gearing up and eager to try.

At this time, the black-clothed deacon took out a booklet from his arms, flipped through it, and said in a deep voice, "First, Zhao Wei comes up." ”

Listening to the deacon's shout, Zhao Wei quickly ran out of the crowd and ran to the deacon with an excited face.

I saw that the black-clothed deacon's hands quickly slapped out, and the palms of his hands were surrounded by crimson light. I saw that the light flew into the six white cobblestones, and the cobblestones immediately emitted a faint light, and a faint mist drifted out.

"Take it easy and put your hand on the stone tablet. ”

When Zhao Wei heard this, he immediately put his hand on the martial soul awakening stone tablet, and in an instant, the stone tablet bloomed, and at the same time, the mist on the round stone surged towards Zhao Wei and surrounded Zhao Wei's side.

Then the faint mist emitted a bright light, and a huge ant with a red body emerged from the mist.

The mist of the huge ant entangled around Zhao Wei, and gradually, two small tentacles poked out from the top of his head, the tentacles turned reddish, and the skin on his body was a little strange, and a faint black skin appeared.

On the pitch-black martial soul awakening stone stele, seven big characters lit up.

Hematite ants

Medium in the Xuan rank

Looking at the big characters lit up on the stone stele, the black-clothed deacon was slightly surprised, he didn't expect that this small mountain village could still have a Xuan Rank Medium. For so many days, it was the first time I had encountered a Xuan-level martial spirit.

Martial spirits of the middle level are actually not uncommon, but they can be regarded as rare and valuable in this small mountain village.

The deacon read according to the handwriting of the stone tablet: "Zhao Wei, Xuan-rank middle martial soul: red iron ant." ”

Listening to the deacon's recitation, Zhao Wei immediately had a bright smile on his face.

"Tsk, the Xuan rank is medium,. Now the rich man Zhao is afraid that he will be happy. ”

"Isn't it, our village has never produced a martial soul of the middle level. ”

"The Xuan rank is medium, it's really enviable. If only that kid in my family could also awaken the Xuan-level martial soul. ”

Listening to the envy from the crowd, Zhao Wei became even more proud, and regardless of the form of the martial soul possession, he hurriedly ran off the stage to share the joy with his parents.

Seeing Zhao Wei step down in a hurry, the deacon ignored it, took out the roster again, and beckoned the next child to come to the stage to awaken the martial spirit.

The next situation was the same as Zhao Wei, the black-clothed deacon released his spiritual power to pull the white cobblestone, and then the child touched the martial soul awakening stone tablet, and the cobblestone mist would surround the child, showing the illusion of the martial soul. Children who awaken the martial soul of the beast will show the state of possession of the martial spirit. The martial soul of the awakened martial soul will take on the entity of the martial soul. Finally, according to the handwriting written on the stone tablet, the deacon read out the child's martial spirit message.

"Zhang Shan, Huang Jie, Martial Spirit: Stone. ”

"Li He, Huang Rank Medium, Martial Soul: Moth. ”

"Wang Shuo, Huang Jie's inferior, martial spirit: hoe. ”

。。。。。。

As time passed, the drifting clouds slowly obscured the bright midday sun, and the sky became slightly gloomy.

"Next, Chen Huai"