Douluo Continent
Chapter 2 Wasted Martial Souls and Innate Full Soul Power (3)
Episode 1 of Douluo's World Chapter 2 Wasted Martial Soul and Innate Full Soul Power (3)
For some reason, the crying child immediately calmed down as soon as he was enveloped by a pale golden light, and stood there a little sluggishly.
Spots of golden light floated out from the black stone on the ground, and then entered the body of the boy.
The boy's body started to tremble a little, and he wanted to scream but could not.
“Grow your right hand,” Su Yuntao ordered solemnly, looking at the boy with his green eyes.
The boy subconsciously extended his right hand, and suddenly, all points of light shot out, and in an instant, a scythe appeared in his palm.
It seemed that the sickle was not an illusion of light and shadow, but rather a real existence.
Su Yuntao frowned, "It is a martial soul. Can a sickle be used as a weapon? It must be reluctant."
The golden light gradually receded, and the boy looked at the little scythe in his hand in surprise, a little confused.
Su Yuntao said: "Your martial soul is a scythe, a weapon soul. Come on, let me test if you have soul power. If you have soul power, even a weapon soul can train as a war soul master. After all, the Scythe also has a certain attack power."
“Big, sir, what should I do?” the boy asked timidly.
Su Yuntao said calmly: "Use your mind to take back your martial soul. When you want to use it again in the future, you will also use your mind to summon it."
The boy tried for a long time before taking back the scythe in his hand, Su Yuntao handed the blue crystal ball in front of him, gesturing for him to put his right hand on it.
The immature little boy's hands and the wolf claws of Su Yuntao were located above and below the crystal ball, and the contrast was very clear.
After a while, Su Yuntao said disappointedly: "You have no soul power. You cannot be a soul teacher. Go to the side first."
The same scene continued, and the spirits of five children were awakened one after another. Their spirits were all agricultural tools like hoes and sickles, and not even animal spirits appeared. As for spirit power, they were all suppressed by Suyun Tao rated 'none'.
It was the seventh child's turn, which was the last one in front of Tang San.
Su Yuntao seemed to be a little tired after continuing to use the marriage, but he would still help the eight children complete the resurrection process.
Tang San faintly felt that he had seen this kind of blue grass before. Soon, he remembered that this type of grass was called the Blue Silver Grass, which could be seen everywhere in the village, like the grass in its original world, and had no other effect except its strong vitality. It was just that he did not recognize the girl at a glance due to the young golden mask outside.
Although it was not a farming tool, the disappointment in Su Yuntao's eyes was even clearer, "It was a futile martial soul. It had no attack power, no defensive power, and no additional abilities. The blue silver grass could be considered the standard form of a futile martial soul." As he spoke, he handed the blue crystal ball to the girl according to the procedure, as he expected, there was still no soul force that had appeared.
Finally it was Tang San's turn, no need for Su Yuntao, he had already stepped forward and stood in the middle of the six black stones.
With an injection of Su Yuntao's six-lane soul force, a pale golden light shone again.
Warmth, this was Tang San's first feeling, the entire person seemed to be wrapped up in an indescribable warm, comfortable world. No wonder if those children were enveloped by this golden light, their emotions would stabilize.
Warm breath penetrated into the body, Tang San clearly sensed that the internal strength of his Xuantian Kungfu seemed to fluctuate slightly, and then, under the allure of that warm energy, under the allure of that warm energy, it seemed like a little, there was something seemingly breaking on his body, and all the warm breaths fused together. In an instant, it flocked to my palm.
Su Yuntao's eyes suddenly sparkled, because in the golden mask this time there were more golden light spots than all the previous children. He vaguely felt that an extremely powerful martial spirit was about to appear. The joy was obvious.
For the Spirit Hall deacon in charge of the spirit awakening of an ordinary person, if they could raise up a child with extraordinary potential and then withdraw it to the Spirit Hall, they could obtain many evaluation benefits, he said, which is very helpful for promotion. will be very useful.
However, Su Yuntao was immediately disappointed.
Tang San subconsciously raised his right hand, what he saw was blue. This was the second time this blue color had appeared in the Wuhun Temple in this village today.
Blue Silver Grass, Blue Silver Grass which was exactly the same as the girl before. The standard soul martial waste exists.
Su Yuntao said helplessly: "This is another useless martial soul. It seems that the saint soul village is wasting time this time. Well, kids, you can go. " A large number of golden light spots appeared before.Hopefully, but in the end it turned out to be just a blue silver grass The feeling of the gap made Su Yuntao a little uncomfortable.
"Uncle, you haven't tested the strength of my soul." Seeing Su Yuntao was about to get rid of the blue crystal ball, Tang San hurriedly reminded him.
Su Yuntao said without turning his head: "You don't need to try. I've never seen a useless martial soul like Lanyincao show soul power before."
"Let me try, uncle." Tang San insisted. The warmth brought by the golden light brought about an extremely strange feeling as it circulated in his body, and the door that opened made him feel that his Xuantian Kungfu seemed to have undergone a subtle change. At the same time, he also wanted to know the difference between his own internal strength and the martial soul in this world.
Su Yuntao froze for a moment, then turned around, and met Tang San's calm but rather firm eyes. I thought to myself, this kid seems a little different.
