Wang Xiaoming smiled again. Because his mother couldn't remember his birthday, in his childhood, he always competed with Zhang Jingjing for the boss. Zhang Jingjing calls himself his sister, he calls himself his brother, and there is not a day when he doesn't make noise.

"Xiao Ming, don't fight with Jingjing, you should be a younger brother. Quietly, it's time to eat. A voice came from the back room, it was my mother's voice.

Wang Xiaoming's mother's name is Wang Xiaohong. The mother's name is Xiaohong, and the son's name is Xiaoming, which is relatively rare. But for Wang Xiaohong, her son's name is simple, but it's too complicated for her to remember.

Wang Xiaoming soon saw his mother, she was thin and small, short and short, and she was only over 1.4 meters tall. But unlike the usual short one, her hands and feet are not short at all, and the proportions are also very well-proportioned, plus the baby face, she doesn't look like an adult at all, but like a primary school student.

Zhang Jingjing hurriedly put away the scissors, took Wang Xiaohong's hand and said, "Aunt Hong is the best." Aunt Hong, I taught you to count yesterday, do you remember?"

Wang Xiaohong put on a very serious expression and thought hard: "One, two, three, four, five...... Six...... Six ......"

When she counted to six, she began to stutter, seemingly at no idea how to count at all.

"Seven, eight, nine, ten!" Zhang Jingjing helped her go down.

"Yes, it's seven and eight...... Seven and eight are preceded by ...... Five?"

"Mom, don't be in a hurry to learn, eat first, and I'll teach you slowly when I'm free. Wang Xiaoming said.

"Xiao Ming, isn't my mother stupid and can't learn to count?" Wang Xiaohong asked with some frustration.

Wang Xiaoming looked at his mother's eyes and said very seriously: "Mom, you are not stupid, I will never let people say that you are stupid." You're just a little stupid, but that's okay, stupid people will become smart sooner or later as long as they are willing to study. ”

Ji Cuiyun also comforted: "That is, you could only count to three before, but now you can count to six, and you will definitely be able to count a thousand or ten thousand in the future, don't worry." ”

Breakfast was simple, boiled sweet potatoes. Their family has no money, if it weren't for Ji Cuiyun's diligence, there would be a lot of surplus food last year, and they wouldn't even have sweet potatoes to eat.

After eating, Zhang Jingjing didn't want to go to school, because Ji Cuiyun was originally a teacher at the school, but now she was fired, and she didn't want to see the faces of those people in the school. Ji Cuiyun raised her face and scolded her a few words, and then she went out with Wang Xiaoming stupidly.

After going out, Wang Xiaoming took another road, which was not the way to school at all!

"What are you going to do? Mom told us to go to school, don't be naughty!" Zhang Jingjing said with a cross-legged waist.

Zhang Jingjing is more obedient, Wang Xiaoming is just the opposite, he doesn't have to work hard in school, he always fights with others, and he always calls himself his brother. As Wang Xiaoming's "sister", Zhang Jingjing has always had a lot of opinions about him.

Wang Xiaoming smiled gently: "Dear sister, I told you, you can't take revenge like this." If we want to take revenge, we must first become the Soul Protector. ”

"Spirit Guardian?" Zhang Jingjing's eyes widened.

In this world, the vast majority of people are mortals, either working in the fields all their lives, or wandering in the market all their lives, mediocrity, birth, old age, sickness and death. Even if you work hard, you can only strengthen your body, and you can only have two or three catties more strength than ordinary people.

But there is one exception, and that is the Soul Protector.

The Soul Protector possesses Pactspirits, through which they can gain extraordinary powers and use a variety of spells. The weak spirit protector can rely on the spirit to defeat powerful enemies, and the powerful spirit protector can also fly the eaves and walk the wall, open the mountain and break the rocks, and accomplish things that ordinary people can't imagine.

From weak to strong, the spirit master is divided into four levels: spirit disciple, spirit master, spirit honor, and spirit sect. Further up, there are the top three emperors, five emperors and seventy-two kings in the world.

The nobles of this world are almost all spirit masters, the top spirit masters, who can call the wind and rain and move mountains and reclaim the sea while talking and laughing, they are simply living gods, worshiped by hundreds of millions of people.

"Who doesn't want to be a spirit master, but we can't afford to buy a spirit talisman!" Zhang Jingjing said quietly.

If you want to become a spirit master, you must open the spirit, the spirit opening rune is expensive, if there is no channel, I am afraid that tens of thousands of yuan will not be able to buy. For ordinary civilians, whether or not they can get the Soul Talisman is the first hurdle to become a spirit master.

"The Spirit Talisman is here!" Wang Xiaoming casually rummaged through his schoolbag, and two shiny runes appeared in his hand, "Hurry up, let's go to the Hall of All Souls." ”

"Where did you get that?" Zhang Jingjing was taken aback.

"Kill people and sell more. ”

Wang Xiaoming's answer is very simple, but it is not simple. An eight-year-old child, powerless, ran to kill, rob money, and rob spirit talismans, and did not alarm the Tong family, what kind of generosity is this!

Zhang Jingjing hesitated for a moment, and then followed Wang Xiaoming's footsteps. After all, for a child of this age, becoming a spirit master is the ultimate dream.

Zhenxi, Hall of All Souls.

As the spiritual location of the twenty-one townships of the four counties around Nanpo County, this Hall of All Souls should have been responsible for the special sacrifice appointed by the kingdom, but after Wang Xiaoming arrived here, he saw a girl who was captivating the country and the city.

"I finally found you!" the girl was very excited when she saw Wang Xiaoming.

After Wang Xiaoming ran away in the morning, she pursued for a long time, but never found a figure. Unexpectedly, when he returned to the Hall of All Souls, the boy actually sent it to the door by himself.

"You know?" Zhang Jingjing blinked.

"Of course I know, this aunt is going to have a fetus in the morning, and I also sponsored her a dollar. Wang Xiaoming said very casually.

Mu Yusi's pretty face turned red in an instant, it's not like that at all, okay?

But that's too embarrassing, so don't let it be in front of outsiders.

"You want to be enlightened?"

"That's right, you're a sacrifice?"

"I'm only here for two days, and the kingdom will send new sacrifices. But until the new sacrifice comes, I'll be in charge here, and you can ask me all your questions. ”

Zhang Jingjing said obediently: "I don't understand anything, can you tell us more about it?"

"Good. Mu Yusi nodded.

"Take the spirit rune in your hand and sit on the spirit array over there, and when the spirit rune burns, your soul will enter the world of all spirits.

Not everyone can become a spirit master, and to become a spirit master, two conditions must be met, first, the soul can fly in the world of all spirits, and second, it can fly far away.

Because there are several heavens in the world of all souls, the first and second heavens do not have any spirit spirit, and you must fly through these two heavens and reach the third heaven to see the spirit of the spirit. Most people can fly, but if they can't fly to the Third Heaven, they can't get the spirit and become a spirit master.

There are three main types of spirits, utensils, spiritual objects, and special ones. Weapons are the main types of equipment, but there are exceptions. For example, our country's ironclad legion is an army dominated by ironclad spirits. ”

"The iron armor is still there!" Zhang Jingjing clenched his fist with one hand in front of his chest, and his small body stood straight, posing in a very powerful posture.

In the Bohai Kingdom, everyone has heard of the Ironclad Legion, and they are one of the best troops in the country. The slogan "The Iron Armor is still there" has influenced generations of people, and Zhang Jingjing admires them very much.

"Yes, the iron armor is still there!" Mu Yusi smiled and posed in the same posture as the girl, and then continued.

"Spirits include all kinds of animals, plants, and even some special creatures, such as ghosts and ghosts. Special Covenant spirits are more complex, with fire, ice, wind, electricity, and other unexpected things. ”

"Then what kind of spirit should we choose?" Zhang Jingjing asked.

"It's up to your abilities, your preferences, and your luck. Even if the spirit is the same, the characteristics may not be the same. Generally speaking, it is easier for common pact spirits to establish their future cultivation path, while pact spirits that are out of the door can only explore them on their own.

In the world of all souls, the better the quality of the Covenant spirit, the more they like to be in high places. For the same level of Qi Ling, you can generally distinguish between good and bad by looking at the strength of the halo, and the better the halo, the brighter the halo. Covenant spirits of different levels are located in different areas. The Third Heaven Pact Spirit is known as the Black Iron Level Pact Spirit, which is the worst and easiest to obtain. The vast majority of the spirit masters of our country's ironclad legion have black iron-grade ironclad spirits. ”

"Is there a better pact spirit than the iron-armored pact spirit?" Zhang Jingjing asked.

"Of course, but the better the Covenant Spirits, the fewer and more difficult they are to obtain, and it is impossible to have enough people to form a legion like the Iron Armor Covenant Spirits. If you can fly through the third heaven and reach the fourth heaven, you can obtain bronze-level pactfuls, each of which is better than the black iron pact. Further up to the fifth heaven and the sixth heaven, there are silver-level pact spirits and gold-level pact spirits, which are better than bronze pact spirits. ”

......

After listening to Mu Yusi's talk about many matters, Wang Xiaoming and Zhang Jingjing sat on the spirit array of the Hall of All Souls and used the Spirit Opening Talisman.

With a flash of light, Wang Xiaoming found himself in a gray world, and then, his heart sank.

To obtain the spirit of the Covenant, he must first be able to fly, and he, like in the original world, is tightly bound by the earth and cannot fly to the sky.

"Are you born lowly?" Wang Xiaoming showed a self-deprecating smile.

Most of the spirit protectors come from aristocratic families, and it is said that the more noble the bloodline, the more they can soar in the world of all souls, and even if civilians can fly, they can't fly too high. Wang Xiaoming, the son of a stupid woman in a remote town, is destined to be noble, and he doesn't even have the most basic ability to fly.

"It's expected, it's a big deal to go back to the old path of the previous life. Wang Xiaoming sighed secretly.

Since he was a child, Wang Xiaoming knew that the world was unfair, everyone else had a father and mother, he only had a mother, and he was still a stupid mother. The neighbor's children bullied him every day, saying that he was a fool of a fool's family, and if it weren't for Ji Cuiyun, their mother and son would simply not be able to survive.

If there is a God in this world, God will always be partial.

But if his parents are not excellent and the gods are not favored, what can he do? In the previous life, his achievements were enough to be proud of, and in this life, he still has to fight a piece of the sky with his own hands.

"Hey, what is that?" Wang Xiaoming's gaze froze, because there was a faint phantom in the sky.

"Didn't you say that the first two heavens didn't have any spirit spirits, what was that phantom?" he wondered.

Looking at the strange phantom for a while with some puzzlement, Zhang Jingjing appeared not far away and flew up.

Seeing Zhang Jingjing rising, Wang Xiaoming was relieved. As long as the girl can obtain the spirit of the contract, then this trip is not in vain.

But before Wang Xiaoming was happy, Zhang Jingjing suddenly stopped flying and fell slowly!

"What's wrong?" Wang Xiaoming was shocked, but saw Zhang Jingjing fall to his side and grab his arm.

"Can't you fly? I'll take you!"

"Hey, how can you take people at this time, you have to retain your physical strength, fly fast, and the higher you fly, the better the spirit of the Covenant!"

"Shut up, you know the guy who is dragging your feet!" Zhang Jingjing couldn't help but say, pulling him to fly upward.

Wang Xiaoming was anxious, didn't the girl delay himself by pulling him to fly like this? The third genius has a black iron pact, and the two of them will only get nothing if they are tied together!

But no matter what Wang Xiaoming said, Zhang Jingjing just refused to let go, and he must drag him to fly together!