Six years later, the Holy Soul Village, the Martial Soul Palace.

Because Qianzhongling vigorously develops the economy of the Wuhun Palace, the Wuhun Hall in most villages on the mainland has been repaired, so the Wuhun Hall in the Holy Soul Village is not the tattered wooden house in the original book, but is made of jade white rocks, which has a bit of a "palace" taste.

Jack's grandfather, Jack, stood outside the village with a group of children.

First of all, he patted the son of Xiao Huo, a twenty-seventh-level great soul master in the village, Xiao Yan, who is six years old this year, and said kindly: "Don't worry, child, your parents are both soul masters, and it is very likely that you will inherit their talents, children." ”

"Grandpa, I'm not nervous." Although Xiao Yan said so, he still had a little drum in his heart, after all, he was just a six-year-old child.

"Hehe, Brother Xiao Yan, uncles and aunts all have martial souls, you must have martial souls. Rest assured. ”

But thinking about it, Xiao Yan thinks that it is also true that things like martial souls are generally determined by biological fathers and mothers, and most of them are inherited. That is to say, dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and sons born to mice will make holes.

Therefore, those fellows next door next door, if you are soul wearing, then you are most likely inheriting the martial soul of your "parents" in the world of Douluo Continent, if you are wearing it, then you are inheriting the martial soul of your parents in the original world, that is, there is no martial soul! If you want to wake up a Chaos Blue Lotus, Pangu Axe, Taiji Diagram or something, you can go to bed early......

Of course, if you rely on your own powerful power to directly shatter the world barrier, then it's a different story!

"Okay, come in with me, and when you meet the War Spirit Master, don't be afraid, but don't talk too much, don't make him patient."

In addition to the village chief Jie Shi and the nine children who arrived at Qi, there was also an old man in the Wuhun Palace, who looked to be in his nineties, with white beard and hair, crane hair and a childish face, and a black robe, looking extremely kind.

Unlike the previous person in charge of awakening, this old man's clothes did not have any signs that could reflect his soul master level.

People like Jie Shi who are relatively familiar with soul masters know that generally speaking, there will be a badge on the left chest, and the number of imprints on the badge represents the level of the soul master, and if it is a long sword, it means that the deacon from the Wuhun Hall branch is a war soul master.

But Jie Shi did not raise any doubts about this question, because the awakening of the martial soul in the past few years has been in charge of this old man, and this old man also has the certificate of the branch of the martial soul hall.

Maybe it's a relatively high-level soul master, so you don't need to wear a badge, that's what Jie Shi thinks.

"Hello, respected Soul Master, I'm going to trouble you this time." Lao Jieshi respectfully saluted the old man.

The old man smiled faintly: "It's okay! Let's get started as soon as possible. ”

Lao Jieshi said to these children: "Children, this soul master is going to guide you to open your own martial soul, you must cooperate well with the soul master, grandpa looks forward to you becoming a soul master and winning glory for our Holy Soul Village." ”

After Lao Jieshi finished speaking, he walked out of the Martial Spirit Hall directly, this is the old man's rule, and no one is allowed to watch.

The old man looked at the nine children in front of him with a flat gaze, he had nothing to do in the past few years, and went to the Martial Spirit Branch Hall in Notting City to ask for such an errand, and had been doing business for a few years, so he was naturally very clear about all the processes, and he said to the nine children: "Children, stand in a team." ”

Nine children lined up in front of the old man, and Xiao Yan stood in the last position, because he was not only tall, but also physically fit than children of the same age.

The old man said lightly: "I am Qianzhongling, you can call me Grandpa Qian, and now I will awaken your martial soul one by one." ”

After finishing speaking, Qianzhong Ling's left hand swiped on the ring-shaped soul guide worn on the index finger of his right hand, and the soul guide emitted a faint light, and two things, six jet-black round stones and a shining blue crystal ball, appeared on the table.

Qian Chongling placed six black stones on the ground to form a hexagonal shape, and then motioned for the first child on the right to stand in it.

"Don't be afraid, close your eyes first! Feel it carefully with your heart. ”

As he spoke, Qian Chongling's eyes suddenly lit up, and in the shocked gaze of the children, he shouted in a low voice: "Chaos Angel, possessed!" ”

The black-purple light shrouded Qianzhongling's body in an instant.

Qianzhongling's hair was originally white, but after being shrouded in purple light, it instantly turned purple, and eight milky white, eight jet-black light wings extended out behind his back. The pitch-black pupils turned into a faint purple, and the nine soul rings of black, black, black, red, red, and red floated up and down on his body.

The boy who was standing among the six black stones looked at the changes in Qianzhongling's body, and suddenly exclaimed: "Is the old man an angel?" ”

Qian Chongling smiled faintly: "This is a martial soul, if any of you can become a soul master in the future, you will also use the same ability." ”

With a flick of his fingers, a light purple light poured from his fingertips into the black stone on the ground, and then a mask of golden light appeared from the black stone, and the light shrouded the boy.

Golden light kept surging from the black stones on the ground and entering the boy's body, probably because of the light entering the boy's body, his body trembled slightly.

"Stretch out your right hand." Qianzhongling's lilac eyes flashed with a hint of scarlet light, and he said lightly to the boy.

As if there was some mysterious power in Qianzhongling's words, the boy's eyes were a little hollow, and he subconsciously stretched out his right hand, and suddenly the golden light surged wildly on his right hand, and then a scythe appeared in his palm.

As the golden light gradually converged, the boy who came to his senses looked at the small scythe in his hand in some surprise, feeling a little overwhelmed.

Qianzhong Ling said lightly: "Your martial soul is a sickle, it can barely be regarded as a weapon martial soul, test your soul power, you can become a soul master if you have soul power." ”

"Thousand, Grandpa Qian, what should I do?" The boy asked timidly.

Qian Chongling said indifferently: "Take back your martial soul with your mind, and when you want to use it in the future, you will also use your mind to call it out." ”

Perhaps because the martial soul had just awakened and was not proficient enough, the kid tried for a long time before he withdrew the sickle in his hand.

At the same time, Qian Chongling handed the blue crystal ball in his hand to him and said, "Put your hand on the crystal ball!" ”

The boy nodded, placing his white palm on top of the crystal ball, and after a few moments, the crystal ball did not react.

Seeing this, Qianzhong Ling said lightly: "If you don't have soul power, you can't become a soul master, so let's go to the side and rest first." ”