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Douluo Continent, Tiandou Empire, Fasno Province, Notting City, Holy Soul Village.
In the early morning, the mist had just dissipated, and dewdrops were still shining on the crooked old locust tree in the center of the village.
"Hahaha! Feng'er, you're so lucky!"
The thunderous laughter made the dust on the fence fall down.
Wei Long, a big bearded man who looked like an iron tower, grabbed Wei Feng, who had just turned six years old, with his big hands like a palm-leaf fan.
He raised it above his head and swung it, his muscles bulging under his coarse cloth jacket, and he was as excited as a 200-pound child.
"I just celebrated my birthday yesterday, and today the Spirit Hall's Spirit Masters are here! God bless you!"
Wei Feng's face wrinkled up and he rolled his eyes:
"Dad! You are the Soul Emperor! Soul Emperor!
Can you be more steady? You act like a country bumpkin who has never seen the world! "
"Besides, does our family need the money to awaken the martial spirit?"
"Bullshit! I'm happy for you!"
Wei Long chuckled and threw his son to the ground. He ruffled his hair with his big hands, his eyes shining:
"Our Wei family's 'Burning Sky Angry Dragon' is a top-notch beast martial spirit! If you can stand up for yourself and inherit it, your innate spirit power will be guaranteed to be at least level five!"
"Maybe you can even develop full innate soul power. After all, your grandfather is at level eight, and your father is at level nine. According to this rule, when it comes to you, you should have full innate soul power!
By then..."
Wei Feng curled his lips and didn't respond.
Four years of Burning Heaven Meditation laid the foundation, and medicinal baths strengthened the skin, flesh, and bones, but the emptiness in the heart was like a thorn.
So what if it's a top-level martial spirit?
Even Yu Yuanzhen's own son failed to awaken, and the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex turned into a pig.
Can this Wei family kid who hides in the mountains really do it?
Anyway, he has tried many times in the past six years.
Not to mention the system's golden finger, even the old man in the ring doesn't have it.
No matter how powerful a family is, it can only provide a safety net.
If you don't have talent, everything will be in vain.
The Wei family, once the face of Tiandou City, now has a small population and is almost non-existent on the Douluo Continent.
Of course, compared with those behemoths.
It took five generations of the Wei family to produce a Titled Douluo, but that was long ago.
If it weren't for the muddy waters in Tiandou City a few years ago.
Grandpa Wei Zhenshan is stuck on the threshold of becoming a Titled Douluo again, and the Wei family is caught in a vortex of struggle.
His father Wei Lang would not carry him, who was still breastfeeding, and sneak away to this desolate Holy Soul Village to hide there.
After all, not long after he and his son fled, the emperor's two sons died in accidents one after another. No one would believe that it was really an accident.
As soon as he heard the names "Holy Soul Village" and "Tang Hao", Wei Feng's confused mind was shocked.
Hey, he was born in the same village and year as the future Poseidon!
"Knock knock knock…"
The sound of a cane tapping the ground interrupted my thoughts.
The gate creaked open, and old Jack's weather-beaten face smiled like a chrysanthemum, a little embarrassed:
"Soul Master Wei! Great news!
Tomorrow, tomorrow! Master Su Yuntao from the Notting City Spirit Hall will come to awaken the spirits of the children!
"Look... can Wei Feng awaken in our village's Spirit Hall?"
He looked at Wei Feng eagerly.
The "Spirit Hall" that Old Jack mentioned was the slightly larger stone house in the village with a crooked sword and hammer emblem painted on the wall.
Wei Long waved his hand:
"Okay! Please help the village chief!"
When Old Jack heard this, he was so happy that he burst into laughter.
He couldn't tell how capable Wei Long was, but based on his decades of observation, he knew that this man was at least a great soul master!
The children of soul masters have a high chance of having soul power!
This year, Holy Soul Village can finally stand up straight in front of the neighboring village!
After seeing off the grateful old Jack, Wei Long's smile faded, his brows furrowed into knots, and he glanced in the direction of the blacksmith shop at the east end of the village.
"That kid from Tang Hao's family...will he awaken tomorrow too?
Clear Sky Hammer...Blue Silver Grass...Each one of them is eye-catching when it appears in the world.
Six years ago, when that incident had just died down, if someone from the Spirit Hall saw it, they would definitely report it..."
He muttered softly, then shook his head, a hint of ruthlessness flashing across his eyes:
"What's there to be afraid of? I think the old man will be successful soon! Once he becomes a title, even the Haotian Sect will have to consider my weight!"
At night, the pale moonlight was like a sword, stuck in the muddy ground beside the bed.
Wei Feng lay on the hard bed, unable to sleep.
It has been six years since I traveled through time, and the memories of my previous life have long become blurred.
Did Grandpa Wei Zhenshan's final kick succeed in opening the door?
There is no such person in the original novel, it's so surprising!
But here he comes!
A Titled Douluo is the pillar of support in the early stage. Just think about the way Dugu Bo appears when he appears on the stage. How intimidating!
"Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eyes...Immortal Grass..."
This thought bounced around in his head.
Find the treasure land of Sunset Forest, pick a few magical herbs to cleanse Grandpa's bones and marrow, break through the checkpoints, and even pave a road directly to Super Douluo. This is the fastest way!
But...Dugu Bo!
Is it easy to break into the old poisoner's medicine garden?
He is six years old now and his hair hasn't even grown out yet, so what's the point of talking?
As I thought about it, my thoughts turned to the east end of the village.
Tang San... After these six years, Wei Feng only has one word in his mind: cold!
At first, I came over purely to trick the soul master.
When we meet each other in normal times, just nodding is considered a courtesy.
His father kindly asked him to send some food and drinks over, and the other party accepted them and slammed the door shut!
Thanks?
Don't even think about it!
Wei Feng was disgusted by his inherent calculation and coldness even though he knew he was the future god.
Hold the thigh?
Get out!
"Where's the Spirit Hall?"
He pondered.
Dad once mentioned that in the messy situation of Tiandou City, which side did the family lean towards?
Emperor's Xue Ye?
Prince Xuexing?
Or... that fake prince Xue Qinghe (Qian Renxue)?
If I really rely on the "Crown Prince", I might be able to get some help in the future.
But join the Spirit Hall?
The thought went around in circles, but he suppressed it again.
To be honest, the Spirit Hall is quite kind to civilian spirit masters these days, better than those aristocratic lords and closed-door sects.
Ten thousand years later, even geniuses with innate full soul power have to sell themselves to save their mothers!
Pooh!
Wei Feng spat in his heart.
"But where your butt sits, your head should be thinking there!"
He laughed at himself.
His last name is Wei, and his roots are in the family. Dad said that the Wei family has a good family tradition and protects its children.
No matter how good the Spirit Hall is, it is an enemy, not a friend!
What's more, the Pope Bibi Dong above... Wei Feng curled his lips.
That is a woman who is driven mad by hatred!
Soul Hunting Operation, destroy the three sects?
fart!
That was her revenge for Yu Xiaogang, and she dragged the entire Spirit Hall to be buried with her!
And that Hu Liena, what a fool! She sticks to me even though she knows I'm her mortal enemy...
"If you hang out with this bunch of bugs, you'll be doomed in Douluo Continent!"
Wei Feng stared at the cold moon outside the window. The childishness on his little face was gone, and only a cold determination remained.
Even if there are pits ahead, you have to jump into them. There is no choice! Douluo Continent is doomed to fail! "
"Anyway! The protagonists?
Thank you for your help!
Spirit Hall?
Trouble is here! "
Thoughts raced through Wei Feng's little head.
"Stay safe and develop in the early stages!
Rely on the 'prophet' to gain benefits!
Strengthen my Wei family!
Friends need to be won over!
The enemy must be distinguished!
Go back to Tiandou City and figure out how to trick Dugu Bo!
Get the magical grass that produces the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire!"