Douluo's simulated martial spirit

In the southwest of the Heaven Dou Empire and the southwest of Fanos Province, there is a village with only one or two hundred households left.

Emperor Soul Village, if you listen to the name, it feels very domineering, but in fact it is a village with a population of only one or two hundred households, not as good as the nearby Holy Soul Village.

In Emperor Soul Village, in a remote corner, there is a small thatched house.

There is a small vegetable field in front of the thatched hut. A child about five or six years old is watering and fertilizing the vegetable field. There are no adults around him to help.

When he raised his head, it was a small face covered with sweat, which was extremely red from fatigue.

Suddenly, he threw away the small shovel in his hand.

"Mmp, what the hell is this? When someone travels through time, it's either a prince or an emperor. No matter how bad he is, he's a loser. He still has his own golden finger, but what about me, mmp?"

This little boy's name is Xing Tian. He doesn't know why his father gave him this name. Anyway, when he was in school, his classmates often laughed at him with this name.

In his previous life, Xing Tian was a weak boy with mediocre academic performance, not mischievous, and a shy personality.

That's why he was laughed at by his classmates, thinking that he shouldn't be called this name because he had tarnished the name of the God of War Xingtian.

As he grows older, driven by Xing Tian's self-esteem, he chooses to serve as a soldier in the most difficult place, he wants to hone himself.

He wants to make himself stronger, and he wants to be worthy of his name.

Two years of service in the army made Xing Tian grow a lot. After retiring from the army, he chose to be a policeman.

But Xing Tian never expected that time travel would happen to him.

Xing Tian usually reads novels and follows dramas, so he is familiar with some routines of novels, but he has never fantasized about what will happen when he travels back.

So, when this matter fell on Xing Tian, ​​he was dumbfounded.

He clearly remembered that he was on vacation that day, and he had already asked the girl he liked for a long time to go out to watch a movie.

But after the movie ended, on the way back, I encountered a robbery in the street.

As a policeman, Xing Tian certainly couldn't stand by and watch, so he chose to rush forward to stop it.

Two years of service as a soldier allowed Xing Tian to rush to the robber's side before everyone else.

He was subdued in two or three strokes, and after a while, the police arrived, handcuffed him, and prepared to take him away.

But at this moment, something unexpected happened.

The robber broke free from the restraints of the police, drew a dagger from his cuff, and rushed towards Xing Tian.

Xing Tian was not prepared at all, and was thrown to the ground directly, and then he felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Before losing consciousness, he seemed to hear the gangster's wild laughter, a woman's cry, and many other voices.

But Xing Tian couldn't tell the difference.

The moment Xing Tian's consciousness disappeared, a dark passage appeared in the sky above him, but no one else found this passage.

Then a transparent Xing Tian was sucked out from the corpse on the ground and flew towards the dark passage.

Just when Xing Tian's soul was about to fly into that passage, a light spot suddenly shot from the void, and shot directly into Xing Tian's brain, the soul body, and then Xing Tian was directly sucked into that passage.

When Xing Tian regained consciousness again, he became what he is now, a five or six-year-old child.

He didn't know where he was, and he didn't know which world he came to, because for two days, no one had ever come to him.

"Fuck, he's still a kid! What did his parents do? If it weren't for me, this kid would really stink," Xing Tian cursed.

"Go and beg to quit." Xing Tian clapped his hands and went back to the thatched house.

In the kitchen of the thatched hut, there were still some hardened cakes. Xing Tian boiled some boiling water, soaked the cakes that could kill a dog, and ate some casually, then fell headlong on the bed and fell asleep.

The next day, when he was drowsy in sleep, Xing Tian felt as if someone was calling him.

"Iron pillar, iron pillar, wake up iron pillar"

"Who are you?" Xing Tian opened his sleepy eyes.

In front of him was a kind old grandfather, looking at Xing Tian with a smile.

"Tie Zhu, I am the village chief grandpa"

"Go away," Xing Tian said directly.

Then he got up quickly, got dressed, and went to the yard to wash up.

The village chief grandpa smiled awkwardly, and then followed Xing Tian out.

"Tie Zhu, the village chief is wrong. The village is really busy these days, so I forgot to come over to see you," the village chief said with a smile.

"I don't know you, old man. If you have nothing to do, please come back," Xing Tian said without looking back.

"Tie Zhu, grandpa has been really busy these days and forgot about you. Well, grandpa brought you some meat, rice, flour, oil and other things." He pointed to a carriage at the entrance of the courtyard.

"It's not rare," Xing Tian replied.

In fact, what Xing Tian was angry about was that they actually left a five or six-year-old child at home for two or three days. Isn't this a waste of human life?

"Tiezhu tomorrow is the day when the martial soul awakens, so I have been really busy these days, and I have been neglectful. Don't blame grandpa, okay?" said the village chief grandpa.

"Where are they?" Xing Tian asked.

"Who are they"

"what do you say"

"You said your parents have passed away a long time ago. Have you forgotten? You passed away when you were three years old. This is your previous home, Tiezhu. Grandpa knows that you are angry with grandpa. It is indeed grandpa who did something wrong. , Grandpa apologizes." Grandpa, the village chief said.

"But tomorrow is a big day for the soul to awaken. Our Emperor Soul Village has not had a soul master for many years. The Holy Soul Village next door has had several soul masters in the past few years. Their village has grown to a population of more than 500 households. "Yeah," the village chief grandpa said to Xingtian.

"Why are you telling me this to a child? You are really an old fool, Tie Zhu. Please forgive me grandpa. Grandpa will never do this again."

"You said this is called Imperial Village. There is a Holy Soul Village next door. Tomorrow is the day when the martial arts awakens." Xing Tian suddenly asked.

"Yes, otherwise how could grandpa forget to come see you? Your parents entrusted you to me before they died," said the village chief grandpa.

"What the hell is this Douluo Continent?" Xing Tian exclaimed in his heart.

"Grandpa Village Chief, I am also six years old, and I want to awaken my martial spirit tomorrow." Xing Tian said suddenly.

Because in this world, without strength, everything is nonsense.

"Okay, no problem, as long as they are children of school age." The village chief grandfather immediately agreed.

"Don't be angry. Grandpa will prepare delicious food for you," the village chief grandpa said immediately.

Then he trotted all the way to the door and took the things out of the carriage.

After eating a delicious meal of meat, Xing Tian's tears were almost shed.

"It's not easy! It's been three days, and I finally have a full meal," Xing Tian said in his heart.

"Tie Zhu, please rest first. Grandpa will pick you up tomorrow morning, and then we will go to awaken the martial spirit," the village chief grandpa said before leaving.

After the village chief left, Xing Tian lay on the bed, and various images of his past and present appeared in his mind.

"Tang San of Douluo Continent, we will meet soon," Xing Tian murmured to himself.