Wuhun Lingzhu from Douluo

Chapter 333 Five Fires and Seven Bird Fans

"Weekend, Fighting Qi, Nine Duan, Advanced!"

The loud voice rang in Weekend's ears, mixed with the memory of awakening, coupled with the sounds coming from his ears, making Weekend a little trance.

"It's so strong, I didn't expect it to be upgraded to the ninth stage of fighting spirit."

"With such a talent, probably only Xiao Yan from two years ago in the family can stabilize the head?"

"Steady at one end? Hmph! Xiao Yan is the patriarch's son. He started cultivating Dou Qi at the age of four, and his resources have never been cut off.

This weekend was nothing but good luck, being adopted by the patriarch. He only started to practice Dou Qi when he was almost six years old. How could the resources he obtained be comparable to Xiao Yan? "

"In this way, this weekend's talent is no worse than Xiao Yan's!"

On the weekend, he returned to his original state at a very fast speed. He looked at the inspector next to him and focused his eyes on him, as if he nodded, then turned and walked away.

The inspectors looked at the weekend and sighed in their hearts. Although they are not of the blood of the Xiao family, they were adopted by the patriarch since childhood, and they are no different from ordinary clansmen.

Coupled with such talent, he must be the mainstay of the family in the future.

Looking at the teenager with hundreds of people in front of him on the weekend, his footsteps were a little awkward, and he walked down.

"What a weak body, what a weak soul control, what... a familiar feeling!" Weekend recalled the familiar feeling in his heart.

It feels like a mortal, weak.

This time travel is really different from the past.

The previous few crossings.

The reincarnated body of the weekend can be said to have a strong connection with the main body.

But this time, they can only vaguely feel the main body, and they cannot be connected at all.

The perception of traveling through the world is still in my heart.

Recalling that feeling, it was like piercing through that ten thousand zhang waterfall with a thin body, and the huge pressure could shatter the body.

At the weekend, I thought the time travel was going to fail.

It turned out that this new time travel mode was really miraculous, and the time travel was still completed, and then the reincarnation was carried out.

And fortunately, he was reincarnated in Wutan City, but he was the son of an ordinary peddler.

When the Xiao family was vying to visit the city, they were accidentally injured and died, and the person who was accidentally injured was still Xiao Zhan.

Feeling ashamed, Xiao Zhan adopted Zhou, who was five years old at the time.

Afterwards, he began to practice cultivation and was cultivated until he was 15 years old.

It just happened to be one year older than Xiao Yan, and this year was the second year that Xiao Yan's cultivation was endless, and another year would be the beginning of the plot.

This time travel can be said to be more embarrassing and slightly shabby.

In Zhou Sen's mind, there was a very rare small group of original power hidden, and he felt a little bitter. This might only be enough to shape a fair martial soul.

"The Dou Qi system is already very powerful. It seems that there is only one Martial Soul to assist, and we still have to find solutions from the Dou Qi system for the rest of the foundation." These thoughts flashed in Zhou Zhou's mind.

The teenagers around kept parting a road, making the weekend ahead unimpeded.

Until walking beside a teenager, Zhou weekend reached out and patted his shoulder.

"Don't worry about other people, I believe you will recover." Weekend patted the teenager on the shoulder.

This boy was Xiao Yan. Although he hadn't awakened in the previous weekend, his personality was not much different from the original.

Although the weekend is indifferent, sometimes he is good at calculating, and likes to hide behind the scenes.

But he cherishes his relatives and friends very much, so he always comforts Xiao Yan.

It's just that Xiao Yan two years ago was a great genius, and he was enshrined in the city by many people and surrounded in the center.

He didn't seem to be so close to his brother who was not related by blood.

In the past two years, there were only a few people left who did not alienate Xiao Yan on the weekend.

This made Xiao Yan avoid the weekend, after all, even Xiao Xun'er was carrying it on his back, let alone the weekend.

Only Xiao Zhan was better.

So Xiao Yan just hummed, and looked at his toes uncomfortably, as if there was something new and different.

"Next, Xiao Yan!"

Xiao Yan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and hurriedly walked towards the test stele on the central stone platform.

Looking at the unchanged scene on the weekend, Xiao Yan, who was in a daze and hid aside, secretly mocked the other clansmen.

He shook his head slightly.

"I don't know how much strength the current Yao Lao has recovered." Weekend glanced at Xiao Yan's back. "These three years, although uncomfortable, have benefited you immensely, and can also change your original arrogant character!"

Weekend turned around and walked back, heading towards a back mountain.

……

On the edge of a meadow, Weekend lay there in the shape of a large character, closing his eyes and feeling everything in his body.

A brand-new power slowly moves in the body.

Weak body, weak soul.

"I don't have the soul of the original extremely high essence, nor the extreme control and perception. This feeling of weakness is both uncomfortable and rewarding." Weekend thought with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The so-called weakness of the weekend soul is compared to the body.

If it is for this world, it is much stronger than ordinary people.

Even Xiao Yan, who has traveled through a lifetime, is weaker than the current weekend.

"The soul realm of this world is divided into four realms: Mortal Realm, Spiritual Realm, Heavenly Realm, and Emperor Realm. The span from Mortal Realm to Spiritual Realm is very huge." Weekend squinted his eyes and thought.

Among them, the spiritual realm can refine eighth-rank pills, which can be identified as the soul strength of eighth rank.

The mortal realm is from zero to seven ranks, which can be roughly divided in this way.

"Based on the strength of my soul, it should be at the fifth or sixth rank!" Weekend said uncertainly.

After all, there is no clear comparison object, only Xiao Yan can barely compare.

This kind of soul strength is still because after awakening, it became much stronger again.

Before awakening, he was probably weaker than Xiao Yan.

That's why he can have that kind of cultivation talent on weekends.

On the weekend, I put the perception in my mind, and a group of original power appeared in gratitude.

"For me now, the most important thing is the ability to assist me in cultivation and also have the ability to attack. After all, the system in this world is very good, and it can be said that it has the highest potential besides the celestial master." Weekend thought in his heart.

"Beyond that, it is to deepen the connection with the main body. Don't become stronger at that time, but there is no way to bring the harvest back."

Regarding these two points, after thinking about them over the weekend, I have an idea in my heart.

"Auxiliary training, for fighting qi, pills are really the most important." The corners of Zhou Zhou's mouth rose slightly.

As for the attributes in the body, it can also be noticed on weekends.

Although it is not noticeable outside the body, it is trivial inside the body.

Fire belt wood happens to be the attribute of an alchemist.

"Alchemy is inseparable from fire, alchemy furnace? No, the original power is not enough, and you can't condense a very good alchemy furnace type martial soul."

Weekend frowned slightly and thought for a while, a thought appeared in Weekend's mind.

"The fan that fanned the fire!" Zhou Zhou narrowed his eyes, and immediately thought of the boy who fanned the gossip stove.

Combined with the characteristics of this world, those various beast fires and strange fires.

Zhou Zhou's eyes lit up, and he blurted out: "Five fire and seven bird fans!"

(End of this chapter)