Douluo the god of justice

Chapter 2 Awakening Martial Soul
Yang Jian has been in this world for six years. This is a very special world. There is no cultivation method that Yang Jian is familiar with. Instead, he needs to rely on something called Wuhun for cultivation.

But the aura in this world is very thin. Yang Jian's Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kungfu practiced almost no progress. Fortunately, the Jiuzhuan Yuangong's requirements for aura are not so high, and he can barely cultivate and stabilize his soul. After coming out, Yang Jian's soul has been re-divided into three souls and seven souls.

Today, it is finally time to awaken the Martial Soul.

Yang Po came to look for Yang Jian early in the morning. He thought Yang Jian would still be sleeping, but when he saw Yang Jian sitting cross-legged on the bed practicing, Yang Po felt a little bit upset.

This child is too abnormal, he has never called him father, and has always been taciturn. At first, Yang Po thought Yang Jian was dumb.

Until I named him, I originally planned to call him Yang Zhanhun, but I didn't expect the child to speak up by himself, and now I still remember Yang Jian's indifference when he said that sentence, like a cold wind blowing his face Come.

"Yang Jian, my name is Yang Jian."

Yang Po sighed helplessly, his wife didn't even want to get close to this child, but he couldn't just ignore him, after all, he was born by himself, no matter how strange it was, his own blood flowed in his body.

Yang Po even has a feeling that he doesn't want to admit it, he seems a little afraid of this child.

Yang Po didn't go into the room, but stood at the door and said: "Jian'er, today is the day to awaken the martial soul, don't miss it, see if it's time to come out."

Yang Jian nodded: "I'll go by myself, I know the place."

Yang Po wanted to say something, but he still didn't say anything, leaving a sentence to be careful and slipped away like an amnesty.

Yang Jian walked out of the city lord's mansion silently. In fact, Yang Jian's feelings for Yang Po were also very complicated. He was already several thousand years old, and suddenly he had a pair of parents. How could he just accept it without paying attention? But the aloof judicial god, the most powerful minister in the heaven.

Yang Jian used to be one of the most prominent people in the Three Realms, but he gave up everything for his sister, is it worth it?

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Baru City Martial Soul Hall.

Seeing Yang Jian coming to the Wuhun Hall alone, the staff at the door couldn't help asking: "Little friend, you are here to awaken the Wuhun, right? Where's your lord?"

Yang Jian hummed.

Seeing that the child was unwilling to speak, the staff had to take Yang Jian into a room to wait. There were already many adults and children waiting here in this room.

Yang Jian walked in without asking any more questions, and found a corner to lean against the wall.

On the contrary, a few children ran over to talk to Yang Jian. Yang Jian didn't think he was a child, and he didn't have the time to talk to these children. He frightened the little kids away with his fixed eyes.

The little kids ran to complain to their parents, and the father of a little chubby, big chubby, stared at Yang Jian fiercely, that is, considering that this is the Wuhun Temple, he dared not be presumptuous.

Not long after, a staff member came in and asked with a list in his hand.

"Have all the people who awakened the martial soul come here today? Now that I have read the names, children, come and line up to prepare for the awakening of the martial soul."

"Yang Jian, is Yang Jian here?"

Yang Jian in the corner stood up, "Here we come."

The staff hurriedly approached Yang Jian and said obsequiously, "Hey, Young Master Yang, did you come alone? You are so brave. Come, come, come with me. I will take you to awaken your martial soul first."

Yang Jian nodded and followed the staff to another room.

"Master Ma, this is the first child to awaken his martial spirit today, Yang Jian, the child of City Lord Yang."

The staff put more emphasis on the word "City Lord". Inside the house was a five or sixty-year-old grandfather with an amiable face. He nodded and signaled that he could leave.

Before leaving, the staff showed a smiling face to Yang Jian and encouraged him, "Come on, don't be afraid."

Yang Jian ignored it and walked straight into the room, which made the smiling faces of the staff behind him a little stiff.

Master Ma took out six black stones and a shining blue crystal ball, and placed the six black stones in a hexagonal shape on the ground.

Then he said to Yang Jian: "Son, come here, stand in the middle, don't be nervous."

"Martial soul possessed."

I saw a wooden staff appearing in the air in Master Ma's hand, and four halos of light floated up and down around the wooden staff, which were white, yellow, yellow, and purple.

"Son, this is my spirit and spirit ring, don't be nervous, I'm about to start."

Yang Jian nodded calmly, watching the movements of Master Ma's hands intently.

I saw Master Ma clapping his hands quickly, six faint green lights poured into the six black stones on the ground, and suddenly a layer of golden brilliance was released from the six stones, forming a light golden mask. Shroud Yang Jian in it.

Golden light spots floated out of the black stones on the ground and entered Yang Jian's body.

"Extend your right hand, child." Master Ma's gentle voice sounded, and Yang Jian subconsciously extended his right hand.

Yang Jian felt that there seemed to be a force gushing out of his body.

In an instant, all the light spots formed a miniature three-pointed double-edged knife on Yang Jian's palm. Seeing this, Yang Jian couldn't help being a little happy. He actually saw it in this world. no awareness.

Master Ma frowned, "Your martial soul should not be the inherited martial soul of City Lord Yang. I haven't even seen it before. Could it be a mutation?"

"Don't worry, child, mutation is not necessarily a bad thing, come and try your soul power."

Yang Jian nodded lightly, and took back the three-pointed double-edged knife without waiting for Master Ma to speak. Master Ma couldn't help being a little surprised when he saw this, and remembered that this was the son of the city lord, so he didn't say anything.

Master Ma came to Yang Jian with a blue crystal ball and motioned Yang Jian to put his hand up.

As soon as Yang Jian's palm was attached to the blue crystal ball, Yang Jian's body couldn't help but tremble. An energy similar to mana but far less than mana in his body was sucked by the blue crystal ball, and Yang Jian couldn't even stop it.

But soon this feeling stopped, the blue crystal ball lit up, and in the blink of an eye, the bright blue light filled the room.

Seeing this, Master Ma couldn't help but smiled gratifiedly, "Okay, baby, you are actually the legendary congenital full of soul power."

Is it full of soul power, but why do I feel itchy on my forehead, and I seem to want to form another martial soul. Could it be that Shenmu also followed me to this world and became a so-called martial soul.

It is not difficult for Yang Jian to suppress the instinct that is exposed in the eyes of the gods. The so-called soul power in this world is much easier to manipulate than mana, but unfortunately the quality is far inferior to mana.

Yang Jian quickly reacted, and then asked: "Has the Wuhun been awakened yet? Can I go?"

Master Ma was still silent in astonishment. You must know that this is the legendary innate full of soul power. After living for so many years, I finally saw the real innate full of soul power.

Seeing that Yang Jian was calmer than himself, Master Ma didn't think much about it. He just thought that Yang Jian was young and didn't know what it meant. Thinking of this, Master Ma couldn't help explaining to Yang Jian.

"Son, don't worry, let me tell you something first, do you know what your innate full soul power means?"

"I can assure you that as long as you join the Spirit Hall, you will become a Titled Douluo in the future."

In fact, because Yang Jian was lonely since he was a child, even his parents seldom talked to him. In the past six years, except for the servants who came to take care of Yang Jian's daily life, Yang Jian was practicing almost alone at other times. For Yang Jian who is used to loneliness, these six years The year is just a snap of the fingers, except that it is more troublesome not to be able to fast.

Yang Jian didn't know what the titled Douluo Master Ma was talking about, but he knew about Wuhun because his subordinates often talked about it.

(End of this chapter)