Douluo Continent, Fanos Province, Holy Soul Village.

Early in the morning, after finishing a night of cultivation, Xia Ling slowly collected his skills and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

He was originally a college student who had just graduated, and he died six years ago after being infected with a virus that swept the world, and because of a blessing in disguise, he bound a thing called [Destiny Modification System], so he traveled to the Douluo Continent and was adopted by Old Jack.

The exercises he had just practiced were a gift package for novices given by the system.

"This "Great Dao Immortal Sutra" is really amazing, it can be cultivated all the time without bottlenecks, and it simply crushes the martial arts technique of Xuantian Gong. Compared to the above, I should now be a monk at the peak of foundation building, but I don't know how many levels of soul power can be equal to the Douluo Continent? ”

Xia Ling, who had finished his cultivation, thought silently in his heart, and walked unhurriedly in the direction of the top of the back mountain, while touching a jade plaque hanging around his neck.

This white jade plaque is very warm, emitting a glowing white light, and there is a mysterious text engraved on it.

As long as the person touches this jade plaque, they can perceive the meaning of this text - Xia

Therefore, Old Jack took Xia as his surname, and the name Tianling coincided with his previous life.

I don't know if it's because of the Taoist tempering of the body, Xia Ling's body is very strong, and he can easily twist the old cattle in the village and fall on his heels.

From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain without stopping, his face was not red and his heart was not beating, as if he was walking on the ground.

Every day at this time, he had to go to the back mountain to find Tang San, who had just finished cultivating the Purple Pole Demon Pupil, and educate him on his daily routine.

When he was reading books in his previous life, Xia Ling felt very ashamed of Tang San's various actions, and now that he has come to the Douluo Continent in person, why don't you correct Tang San's distorted three views that are eight hundred miles away, is it still worthy of his identity as a traverser?

Tang San grew up in the Tang Sect since he was a child, and all day long he came into contact with either murder and arson or poisoning hidden weapons, and Tang Hao didn't care about him when he came to the Douluo Continent, and it was strange that he followed the Xuantian Treasure Record with such a "murder guide" that was not long and crooked.

It is imperative to carry out quality education!

Coming to the top of the back mountain, a six-year-old boy sat cross-legged on a big stone, it was Tang San.

Probably sensing the arrival of the summer spirit, he slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a white qi practice.

"Brother Ling, early."

"Let's go to my house for breakfast."

"Okay."

On the way back, Xia Ling seized the time to conduct a daily routine quality education for Tang San.

For example, we should think more about everything and have the courage to question, and practice is the only criterion for testing the truth. Don't blindly trust others, think more empathetically, etc., etc.

It has been like this every day for the past six years, and under such subtlety, Tang San has also changed from disapproving at the beginning to accepting it calmly now.

After all, these are all famous sayings and aphorisms that have been tempered for many years in the previous life, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are the truth.

Tang San in the original book is just a science man who has grown up and grown crooked, and he is not without brains, coupled with the small assistance of "something", he can naturally feel the truth contained in these words.

"By the way, little three, there will be a big event in three days."

While eating, Xia Ling pretended to be mysterious and said to Tang San.

"What's the big deal?"

Tang San was used to this, and for six years, one of Xia Ling's great hobbies was to tell the people in the village what would happen in the future, and he called himself a prophet. But apart from the weather forecast, nothing else is accurate.

As for why it is not allowed...... Of course, this is because it is all Xia Ling's own Hu Zou, although there is a teaching of divination in the Taoist scriptures, but how can you be proficient without several years of painstaking study?

And the reason why he called himself a prophet was actually to pave the way for the next step.

"Three days later is the day of the awakening of the martial spirit." At this time, Old Jack just pushed the door in.

Tang San was a little confused and asked:

"What is Martial Soul Awakening?"

Although he has a superficial understanding of martial spirits, he is still confused about awakening. That drunkard Tang Hao wouldn't tell him these things.

"In our Douluo Continent, everyone has their own martial soul, you know, and when we are about six years old, we can awaken, that is, other soul masters will help guide it out of our body."

"And the martial soul is divided into the weapon martial soul and the beast martial soul, and the weapon martial soul is the common hoe, sickle and the like in the village. And the beast martial soul is like the ox martial soul awakened by Uncle Erniu in the east of the village, and after possession, the cultivated land is old and energetic. There is also a plant martial spirit, just like the vines awakened by Uncle Tiezhu in the west of the village, which can increase plant production, and their grapes grow very well. ”

"Tianling is right, it seems that the general history of the continent is not less." Old Jack took over.

Old Jack, as the head of the village, has some salary from the Heaven Dou Empire, his living conditions are not bad, and he still has two ordinary common sense books at home.

"In two days, it will be the day when the adults of the Martial Spirit Hall will come to awaken the martial soul in our village, junior, when you go back, talk to Tang Hao, the drunkard, and I will pick you up in the morning."

Old Jack, who knew Tang Hao's temperament well, sighed.

"By the way, take these cakes home and eat them."

"Got it, thank you, Grandpa Jack."

After Tang San helped clean up the dishes and chopsticks, he thanked him, pushed open the door and prepared to go home.

Xia Ling hurriedly took three steps and two steps to catch up, going hand in hand with Tang San.

"Brother Ling, what are you?"

Tang San asked with some confusion.

Xia Ling pretended to be mysterious again, and said to Tang San with a smile,

"Little San, my brother sees the future again."

"What future?"

"Three days later, it was Su Yuntao, the battle soul master of the Notting City Branch of the Martial Spirit Palace, a level 26 lone wolf martial soul, and the soul ring is one white and one yellow."

Tang San: "??? ”

What is this?

Tang San, who was puzzled, couldn't help but ask,

"Brother Ling, what is a soul ring? What is one white and one yellow? And this Battle Spirit Master......"

Xia Ling waved his hand, "Don't ask, you'll know when the time comes." ”

With that, he turned around and went home.

"This ......"

Tang San, who was aroused by his curiosity, returned home, took the cakes he brought back to Tang Hao to eat, and tried to ask.

"Soul rings? A lone wolf? Who told you this? ”

Tang Hao took a sip of the wine bottle and squinted his eyes.

"It was Brother Tianling who told me, and he said that I would know in two days." Tang San replied truthfully.

"Summer ......"

Tang Hao put down the wine bottle, rubbed his bearded chin, and thought silently in his heart.

This kid is a bit of an evil man.

"Little San, do you want to become a soul master?" Tang Hao asked suddenly.

"Daddy, of course I want to!"

Tang San hurriedly replied. Through these simple clues, as well as his understanding of the martial soul over the years, he thinks that the reason why his Xuantian Gong can't break through the second layer is probably because of this martial soul, which may also be related to the soul ring. In order to progress, you must become a soul master.

"Then you can go when the time comes."

Tang Hao waved his hand, and there seemed to be a ray of essence flashing in his eyes, but he soon fell silent again, not knowing what he was thinking, he turned around and went into the back room to sleep with the wine bottle.

"Okay Dad."

At this moment, Xia Ling, who was meditating cross-legged in the house, received a system prompt.

"Ding, you have slightly changed the direction of the character's fate and gained a trace of the power of fate."

Xia Ling, who was woken up by the system, was a little depressed.

"This ghost system is not intelligent at all, it will only prompt rigidly. I don't know exactly how much power of fate I have gained, so I can make a wish if I have accumulated more...... His grandmother's, how long is it going to be saved! And what kind of wish can you make! ”

This is not the first time he has complained about his own system, and he has done it countless times in the past six years. But to his surprise, this time the system actually replied.

"Please don't slander the system, the power of fate reaches the minimum standard of wishing, and the system will prompt itself."

Summer Ling was overjoyed, and hurriedly chased after him and asked,

"System, no, system brother! You're my brother, can you make these things clear so that I can have hope! ”

But this time, no matter how he shouted, the system remained silent and did not respond.