North of Notting City, Iron Village.

In a small wooden house, a group of children lined up one after another, about eight or nine people, standing in front of a middle-aged man.

"Little guys, today is the day for you to awaken your martial soul, I hope you will awaken an excellent martial soul."

Although the middle-aged man's words filled the children's eyes with hope, it seemed that the man did not take his words seriously.

Anping, the name Su Anping, Anping has been in this world for six years, he is an orphan like his previous life, and his dead parents are also from the village, if nothing else, his martial soul should be a firewood knife, sickle, nail rake, iron hammer, etc., there is no chance to cultivate, after all, this is a world where the rich look at the inheritance and the poor look at the mutation.

Although Anping didn't have much hope for his martial soul, there was still a hint of the possibility of a martial soul mutation.

The small body is white and clean, and in his previous life, he also talked and spoke well in society, and had the soul of an adult, so that he lived by eating hundreds of meals in this village, although he was not strong, but he was still healthy.

"Sanqing, Buddha, Jade Emperor, don't expect to have a bullish martial soul, give a few levels of innate soul power, I was a social animal in my last life, so let me be a soul master in this life."

After Anping crossed, it is a pity that there is no golden finger system in the novel, there is no golden finger, and my parents are all from the village, and most of the ancestors are hoe and sickle martial spirits, it is useless to understand the plot alone, and the martial soul is not good, and there is no soul power to even be a soul master.

To put it bluntly, he just wants to hold Tang San's stinky feet, and he is not worthy of it.

Thinking that he might be a weak chicken in the future, he even wanted to travel back, this is a fantasy world with a strict hierarchy, maybe it will be cold if he offends that nobleman that day, although he was poor in his previous life, he didn't have to worry about eating and drinking, the law was sound, and the laws of the fantasy world were unilateral.

So he decided, if he doesn't have soul power, he will stay in the village for the rest of his life, have a little soul power, and praise Tang San's stinky feet, after all, follow the protagonist, it is still comfortable to be a senior brother of the Tang Sect, if Lao Tzu is a genius, this is not to raise the banner of the Wuhun Palace, and defeat Xiao Qisan.

Based on the above principles, Anping often goes to the Holy Soul Village not far away to play, but Tang San basically likes to ignore it, after Anping's perseverance, although he is not as close as a brother, he is also a nodding friend.

"Martial soul, scythe, no soul power."

"Martial soul, hammer, no soul power."

"Martial soul, nail rake, no soul power."

His eyes skimmed, and the martial soul awakened and soon arrived at Anping in a blink of an eye, "I hope that I can live a better life after I have crossed over." ”

In the middle of my thoughts, I stood in front of the middle-aged man and saluted unskillfully, "Soul Master, I'm sorry for your trouble." ”

"The little guy is so well-behaved and very polite, may the angel god bless you to awaken a powerful martial spirit." The middle-aged man said softly.

After speaking, the middle-aged man's eyes lit up red, and he let out a low sigh.

"Fire Raven, possessed."

With the middle-aged man's light drink, his body underwent some changes, he grew feathers, his hands also changed into the claws of birds, and two halos appeared around his body.

One white and one yellow, with some lines on it.

This is the Beast Martial Spirit? It doesn't look like the cool hanging bomb in the anime, it's even a little ugly, Birdman......

Looking at my somewhat strange eyes, the middle-aged man thought I was afraid, "Don't be afraid, this is my martial soul fire crow, if you can awaken your soul power, you can also become a soul master like me, with similar abilities." ”

"I don't want to be like you......," I thought to myself.

With some trepidation in his heart, he walked to the center of the six awakening stones.

The middle-aged man injected soul power, and the golden light of the Awakening Stone lit up.

There is some warmth, which Anping feels, indescribably comfortable, as if there is something in the body that is going to come out.

"This is, a short stick? Why are there still handles? Is it mutated? The middle-aged man looked at the suspended sword in An Ping's hand and said suspiciously.

Seeing that the sword in his hand still had a scabbard, An Ping didn't plan to popularize science with the middle-aged man, the sword in this world is a little different from the previous life, the sword in the previous life is light and slender, and the sword in the Douluo world is wide and heavy.

Douluo, everyone is high attack and low defense, and the comparison is who shoots and kills first, so the weapons created are basically very heavy, so no one studies the skills, and everyone in the title Douluo is energy attack and damage.

The middle-aged man looked at it and didn't bother with it, "Weapon martial spirit, mutant short stick." ”

As he spoke, he handed over the blue crystal ball, "Come on." Child, put your hand on it to test your soul power, mutate the martial soul, and the probability of having soul power is very high. ”

Anping retracted the martial soul according to what the middle-aged man said, and then put his hand on the blue crystal ball, as soon as he touched it, he felt a strong suction force in his palm, and then a warm current gushed out of his body, which converged uncontrollably along the palm, and the next second, the crystal ball lit up.

It's not eye-catching, but it's finally bright.

"Oh? There is actually a third-level soul power, and the soul venerable is hopeful. The middle-aged man was a little surprised, after all, he himself was only second-level.

"Yes, kid, you have innate third-level soul power, and you can become a soul master in the future." After speaking, the middle-aged man asked, "Are you interested in joining the Wuhun Palace?" ”

"Soul Master, I want to think about it." An Ping refused politely, pretending to be embarrassed and scratching his head.

"It's fine." The middle-aged man didn't say much, although it took a few villages to appear like Anping with soul power, but the third level is too common in the Wuhun Palace, and he thinks that when Anping realizes the cruelty of this soul master world, he knows that the Wuhun Hall is the best choice for low-level soul masters, after all, who didn't dream of getting rich when he was young?

When I went out and heard the news that Anping had awakened his soul power, the children who came with him cast envious eyes.

An Ping looked into the distance, "Tang San, it seems that it has to be you." ”

Anping is a little unwilling, if you can, who doesn't want to be a master? Looking at the envious eyes of the children around him, Anping was also a little comforted.

The village chief was also very happy to hear that Anping had awakened his soul power, after all, the people in the village were kind to Anping, and Anping could also get some light when the village was developed.

The middle-aged man walked out of the wooden house, took out a piece of paper from his arms, took out a pen to write, and handed it to An Ping, "This is your identity certificate, you just take this and report to the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy in Notting City." ”

"Thank you, Soul Master." An Ping bowed.

"You're welcome, we may still be colleagues in the future." The middle-aged man smiled, and took out a booklet from his arms, "This is the general meditation method compiled by the Martial Spirit Palace, which records how the soul master cultivates, and there are some precautions, although it is not far from the start of school, but it can be earlier." ”

After speaking, under the eyes of everyone, he strode away.