Holy Spirit Village, Martial Spirit Hall.
After some renovations, the Martial Spirit Hall was no longer the dilapidated wooden hut in the original work.
Instead, it was built with white jade stone, which gave it the feel of a 'hall'.
"Little Feng, it's okay if your Martial Spirit isn't good."
Grandpa Jack stood outside the village with a group of children.
First, he patted Wang Feng, who he had raised for a few years, and said kindly, "Without a Martial Spirit, you can't become a soul master. You can stay in the Holy Spirit Village in the future. It just so happens that our Holy Spirit Village needs you."
"…"
Wang Feng was speechless.
This old guy wanted to keep him in the Holy Spirit Village.
After all, many of the changes in the village in the past few years were his ideas.
Now that the villagers were living better and better, they naturally wanted him to stay.
It was fine even if they provided him with good food and drink every day.
"I say, Grandpa, it hasn't awakened yet," Wang Feng said unhappily.
"Hehe, Brother Feng is so lazy every day. Your parents don't have a Martial Spirit, so you definitely don't have one either.
Don't worry. "
A little boy looked at Wang Feng with a smile.
"You brat, are you looking for a beating?" Wang Feng glared at the little boy.
The little boy shrunk his neck and did not dare to speak again.
In the past month, Wang Feng had gone through a period of painstaking training. Coupled with the transformation of the Meteoric Tear, his entire person hadn't undergone earth-shattering changes.
His aura had changed a lot.
From his previous lazy appearance, there was a hint of sharpness.
In addition, the children in the village were already afraid of him. When he glared at them, these timid children would probably have nightmares at night.
"I think that among all of you, Little San has the most hope of becoming a soul master.
Awaken a powerful Martial Spirit. "
Grandpa Jack looked at the silent Tang San and recalled the situation two days ago when he went to Tang Hao's house. He could not help but shake his head.
Tang Hao, that stubborn old man!
"As for Little Feng, Grandpa doesn't expect you to become a soul master."
Grandpa Jack looked at Wang Feng and said with a smile, "If you can awaken an ordinary Martial Spirit, such as a Bluesilver Grass, a hoe, or a sickle, Grandpa will be satisfied. It's more or less useful."
"…" Wang Feng.
'Do you have so little confidence in me?'
But thinking about it, Wang Feng felt that it was true.
Martial Martial Spirits were usually determined by the biological parents.
Most of them were passed down.
His biological parents, who had transmigrated to the Douluo Continent, were just ordinary peasants who didn't even have a martial soul.
She was not like a mistress, whose parents were so arrogant.
"Alright, follow me in. When you meet the Battle Soul Grandmaster later, you don't have to be afraid. However, don't talk too much either. Don't make him impatient."
Jack exhorted the children.
Then, he led the children into the Martial Spirit Palace.
Not long after.
They walked in.
A young man was standing in the center of the Martial Spirit Palace.
Hearing the footsteps, the young man turned around and looked at the crowd.
"This is the Soul Master from Notting City, Su Yuntao."
Jack said respectfully to the young man. However, as soon as he finished speaking, he was stunned. He hurriedly took a few steps forward and said in a low voice, "Master Su, did we not treat you well these two days?
Why do you have dark circles? "
Yes, Su Yuntao had arrived at the Saint Spirit Village two days ago.
He said that he wanted to see if there were any children in the village who had the potential to become a Soul Master.
But why were there dark circles under her eyes now?
It was obvious that he hadn't rested well.
"No!
I'm just a little tired.
Let's start quickly … "
Su Yuntao said impatiently.
Wang Feng, who was looking at this scene, almost laughed out loud.
Brother Tao's appearance was very similar to him, who used to stay up all night to read novels in his previous life.
When he came two days ago, his hair was clean and crisp. His entire body emitted a feeling that made people feel like they were bathing in the spring breeze.
Unlike now, his hair was wrinkled and oily, and there were dark circles under his eyes.
He must have been collecting the story of the Soul Shattering the Firmament that he made up and stayed up all night to read it …
Su Yuntao was also very annoyed. He just wanted to finish this test quickly and continue reading the story of the Soul Shattering the Firmament.
It was really strange. It was obviously a very vulgar story, but it made him accidentally addicted to it these two days.
What the hell!
And that brat, he actually said that he had the complete story.
Su Yuntao looked at the children with a troubled expression. When his gaze fell on Wang Feng, he was startled.
Isn't this that brat?
Hmph!
"I am Su Yuntao, a Rank 26 Soul Grandmaster!" Su Yuntao looked at Wang Feng indifferently.
He wanted to use this to suppress this brat.
As expected, after hearing these words, the eyes of the other children were filled with worship and respect!
Even Tang San showed curiosity.
Unexpectedly, only that little brat looked at him indifferently and said casually, "Battle Soul Master, you're so powerful. Can you start now?
Our Martial Spirits are already unable to endure the thirst and want to come out. "
Puchi …
Hearing these words, the children immediately laughed.
Even Tang San smiled knowingly.
Brother Feng is indeed Brother Feng. Heartless, not afraid of the heavens or the earth.
"…" Su Yuntao choked.
This little brat.
Forget it, seeing that you have the complete story of the Soul Shattering the Firmament, I am too lazy to argue with you.
"Hmph, I have already passed through six villages, and there is not a single person with soul power, not to mention a slightly better Martial Spirit."
Su Yuntao shook his head. Obviously, even you are not much better.
Soon after, he did not speak anymore.
He directly took out six jet-black round stones and scattered them on the ground, forming a hexagonal shape.
Then, he took out a crystal ball.
"From left to right, go inside one by one."
Su Yuntao pointed to the hexagonal shape on the ground.
A faint light emerged from the hexagonal shape.
The first child walked in.
Su Yuntao shouted softly, "Lone Wolf!"
Two soul rings, one white and one yellow, rose from his body. At the same time, Su Yuntao's figure also rapidly expanded, full of power.
Many children were stunned and took a step back. There was fear in their eyes, but there was also worship and curiosity.
Su Yuntao quickly moved towards the hexagonal stone, and his hands quickly shot out several green lights.
The golden light flashed slightly and enveloped the child.
"Stretch out your right hand." Su Yuntao shouted softly.
The child hurriedly stretched out his hand, and a small sickle appeared!
Then, he touched the crystal ball, but there was no reaction.
Su Yuntao shook his head.
The child walked out with a face full of disappointment.
Immediately after, the children behind him walked in one by one.
The more he went, the more disappointed Su Yuntao was.
All the way until Tang San.
The golden light was even brighter than the previous few!
"Golden legend!"
Wang Feng muttered. He looked at Tang San's left hand and thought, "The Clear Sky Hammer should be in Tang San's left hand, right?"
Tang San clenched his left hand tightly and opened his right hand, revealing a Bluesilver Grass.
Seeing this Bluesilver Grass, Tang San's face darkened.
"Brother Feng, are you poisonous!"
Tang San was speechless in his heart.
In fact, it was not a big deal to have a Bluesilver Grass, but Brother Feng said that his Martial Spirit was Bluesilver Grass, which made Tang San feel helpless.
Of course, Tang San did not believe that Brother Feng decided the Martial Spirit, but it was too inauspicious.
However, Tang San slightly squeezed his left hand. He felt that this hand seemed to have condensed a Martial Spirit, but Tang San did not want to show it.
"Bluesilver Grass again …"
Su Yuntao shook his head.
But in the next moment, his eyes widened.
After Tang San placed his hand on the crystal ball, an incomparably dazzling blue light filled the entire room!
"Innate Full Spirit!" Su Yuntao cried out involuntarily.
After losing his voice, Su Yuntao came back to his senses after a long time.
Looking at Tang San, his eyes were filled with shock and disappointment.
Wang Feng stared at the crystal ball, thinking, "If I mobilize all the energy in my body, it will be enough."