Holy Soul Village.

If you just listen to the name, then it is definitely a rather surprising name, but in reality, it is just a small village of just over 300 households in the south of Notting City in the province of Fasno. The reason why it is called Holy Soul is because according to legend, a soul master of the Soul Saint level walked out here a hundred years ago, so it was named.

This is also the eternal pride of the Holy Soul Village!

In the early morning, the warm sun once again shone on this quiet and peaceful village, the mist drifted through the forest, and the crystal dew slipped down the delicate blue silver grass, startling the sleeping fawn.

In a corner of the Holy Soul Village, white cooking smoke rises from a hut.

In the small courtyard outside the hut, the two figures faced each other at this time.

"What are you looking at?" The burly middle-aged man said to the child in front of him.

A child about five or six years old in front of him stared at him with dead eyes, and a smile was drawn on the corner of his mouth when he saw this: "Then what are you looking at me for?" ”

The corner of the middle-aged man's mouth twitched, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his right hand suddenly blasted towards the child's face.

The child didn't look surprised in the slightest, until the middle-aged man's fist was less than three fists away from him, and he said with a smile: "Daddy, you're getting slower and slower." ”

At the same time, the child's immature right hand was raised, and he came first, steadily catching the punch of the middle-aged man, the two arms, one large and one small, looked so asymmetrical, but the big hand could not help the little hand at all, and stopped at a distance from the punch in front of him.

The small hand seemed to want to hold the big hand, but because the volume suspension was too large, it had to give up.

Seeing that the blow missed, the middle-aged man immediately broke a sweeping leg and swept towards the child, and the child jumped lightly and then stepped on it fiercely, right in the middle-aged man's calf.

"Ouch, I'll go! The stinky boy quickly let go, and it was about to break. The middle-aged man exhaled in pain and begged for mercy again and again.

The child stepped on the middle-aged man's calf and said leisurely: "Dad, you are really getting weaker and weaker, you could teach me a few fighting skills at the beginning, but now you can't connect me with two moves." ”

"Well, it's really boring." One hand was on his back, his immature face was forty-five degrees up to the sky, and his face was full of melancholy.

The middle-aged man's face twitched fiercely, only to feel a sour feeling in his heart, and he felt so faceless.

But this kid is a complete freak, and his innate divine power can't be so outrageous.

"Are you my son?" The middle-aged man complained.

"Not your son?! It's not your son, who's son! At this moment, a plainly dressed woman walked out of the house, and when she heard the middle-aged man's words, she suddenly became angry, and suddenly a spatula appeared in her hand, and she hit the middle-aged man fiercely.

Seeing this, the child smiled and jumped off the middle-aged man's calf and laughed on the side.

The middle-aged man who was unrestrained immediately began to hide, but the woman did not give up, beating him to hide in the courtyard and begging for mercy again and again.

Zhao Xuan watched from the sidelines, and his thoughts gradually drifted a little.

That's right, you read that right, this child who is only five or six years old is Zhao Xuan, and even Zhao Xuan himself didn't understand why he was reborn with his memories and came to this world that is very different from his previous life.

Maybe it had something to do with the weird things after death, but at the moment it wasn't his concern.

Here, he is a brand new Zhao Xuan! A Zhao Xuan with a complete family!

Father Zhao Shi was a martial artist and had good skills, but in this world where martial souls are respected, personal strength is not of any use, and Zhao Shi's martial soul is just a waste martial soul - hoe, so after traveling for half a year, Shi Quan returned to the Holy Soul Village in discouragement, and became a farmer with peace of mind.

And her mother Mu Qin is a peasant girl in the neighboring village of Holy Soul Village, and the martial soul is also a waste martial soul - a spatula, and finally married Zhao Shi by accident.

Zhao Xuan often teased Zhao Shi, although his mother is not a beautiful woman who is shy of flowers, she is also a rare little jasper, how can she fall in love with you as a reckless man.

Every time he came to this, Zhao Shi always looked proud, and the surrounding ten miles and eight villages were full of waste martial spirits, but they couldn't beat me with my fists.

Although Zhao Xuan often laughed, he also became curious about this magical martial spirit.

"Still, it's coming soon." Zhao Xuan thought silently in his heart, in a few days, the soul master of Notting City would send someone to awaken the martial soul.

On the side, Mu Qin finished cleaning up Zhao Shi and greeted Zhao Xuan: "Son, it's time to eat." ”

Zhao Xuan answered, went in and said hello to the two of them after breakfast, and hurriedly went out.

Zhao Xuan, who went out, did not wander around, and went straight to a small mountain outside the village.

At the top of the hill, a familiar figure was sitting there.

The corners of Zhao Xuan's mouth hooked up a smile, and he tiptoed behind the figure, and was about to scare him, but he didn't want to come first with a helpless voice.

"Xiao Xuan, can you not be so boring."

Zhao Xuan pursed his lips, lay down beside the figure, and casually pulled a piece of blue silver grass into his mouth and chewed it.

Goodbye to that figure, it was also a child who was no more than five or six years old, perhaps he often suffered the warmth of the sun, his skin was a healthy wheat color, his short black hair looked very neat, and his clothes were simple and clean.

I saw him close his eyes gently, and then opened them again, and a subtle purple flashed in his eyes.

"I said Xiaosan, what do you see in this sun one day, it's better to sleep at home." The child's name is Tang San, and he is also a child in the Holy Soul Village, and Zhao Xuan's only playmate.

It was also strange to say that there were a few children of the same age in the Holy Soul Village, but Zhao Xuan and Tang San, two children who seemed to be a little withdrawn, became playmates.

This may seem like a statement to others, perhaps because they are all "withdrawn" children, maybe the communication is better.

But only the two of them know that they meet each other because they have a wonderful attraction, maybe the same kind, but by no means the so-called "withdrawn".

After all, Zhao Xuan didn't play with other children just because his mental age was much older than them, and as for Tang San, maybe it was because of this "relatively mature" thinking.

"I told you, this is a peculiar method, I can teach you." Tang San said softly, his voice was soft, but it was a little warm as jade.

Zhao Xuan shook his head and said, "Don't learn, you don't know how long you've been watching the sun and it's not yet complete, I don't know how long it will take to learn." ”

Tang San looked at Zhao Xuan seriously and said, "Nothing can be completely completed overnight, the so-called dripping stone is like this, if you concentrate on cultivation, with your talent, you should be able to get started quickly." ”

Zhao Xuan suddenly propped himself up and looked directly at Tang San: "I said Xiao San, ......"

"What?" Tang San looked at Zhao Xuan curiously.

"You just changed your name to Tang Sanzang." Zhao Xuan first looked at Tang San with a serious expression, but in the next moment, he couldn't help but smile.

"Tang Sanzang? That...... Who is it? Tang San's face was dazed, and he kept recalling in his mind that there was someone named Tang Sanzang?

Looking at Tang San, who had an honest face, Zhao Xuan suddenly felt a little bored, his eyes rolled, and said, "Little San, or the two of us coaches." ”

Tang San's body stiffened, and then he showed a far-fetched smile towards Zhao Xuan: "I still have to cook for my father, next time." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Zhao Xuan's reaction, he hurriedly cast a ghost shadow to escape, Zhao Xuan couldn't help but be depressed: "Is it so terrifying?" ”

Tang San, who hadn't run far yet, stagnated for a moment, and at the same time showed a wry smile, it was not only terrifying, it was simply terrible!

Remembering the last time Zhao Xuan smashed a tree the thickness of a bowl with a single punch, Tang San was terrified for a while, is this really something that humans can do?

Zhao Xuan's face was depressed, and he looked at the rising sun in a daze.

"Anyway, I didn't eat anything, why did my physical fitness become so strong?"

(PS: The explanation that the two have similar temperaments, Tang San has been an otaku for n years as a Buddha and angry Tang Lian, and Zhao Xuan, as a hacker, has also been an otaku for n years.) ）

(PS: The explanation of Zhao Xuan's physique, the soul has been baptized by chaos to treat a little bit of the nature of the chaos demon god, and the soul affects the physical body.) ）

(I didn't get out of the cliché of the same people in the front.,There's a lot of content that follows the original book.,The author is improving later.。 There is also the protagonist's original world, which can also be regarded as a parallel world, without the book Douluo Continent, he doesn't know the so-called plot. ）