Magic Douluo of Douluo Continent

Douluo Continent, southwest of Tiandou Empire, Fasnuo Province.

Yellow Cow Village. A small village on the border of the Tiandou Empire. The mountains here are high and the emperor is far away. The only thing the villagers here can tell outsiders is that its neighboring village has a resounding name, Holy Soul Village. Of course, Holy Soul Village just has a nicer name. If the officials didn't allow the name to be changed at will, Huangniu Village would rather change its name to Shenniu Village.

It is said that a soul master of the soul saint level once came out of the Holy Soul Village. The soul saint applied to change the name of his hometown Blue Silver Village to the Holy Soul Village.

There have been several soul masters in Huangniu Village, but although soul masters are expensive, they are still far from soul saints. Although Zhao Fuyao, the soul master of Huangniu Village, once left Huangniu Village and found a good job in Notting City, a city with busy border trade, he recently returned to Huangniu Village to farm in desperation.

Soul master Zhao Fuyao brought back his daughter Zhao Xiaoling and an orphan Jinji.

When the hoe was on the day of the day, Khan dripped down the soil.

Zhao Fuyao took the hoe and hoeed the field a few times before picking up the wine gourd on his waist. He drank a few sips and hoeed a few more times with the hoe. He simply threw the hoe aside and hung his head. I walked to the edge of the field and sat down, and soon dozed off.

When he woke up, he found that the sun had already set. When he woke up, he remembered that today's farm work had been delayed again. But when he looked up at the field, he found that the soil had been plowed and all the crops that should be planted had been planted. He was suspicious of who did it, and then he saw Jin Ji and Zhao Xiaoling who were covered in mud. He rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment and smiled bitterly. Who else could it be besides these two six-year-old children.

"Uncle, I saw that someone else was plowing the land and could conjure a hoe. What kind of skill is that?" Jin Ji came to Zhao Fuyao and asked with his big eyes blinking.

Jin Ji was an orphan, a child walking blankly in the city of Notting. He was lost and lost. He was brought back by Zhao Xiaoling and brought to Zhao Fuyao.

At that time, Zhao Fuyao had just experienced the pain of losing his wife and was at his most vulnerable. When he saw the dazed Jin Ji, it was as if he was seeing himself. He suddenly knelt down, hugged Jinji and cried bitterly. Just on the streets of Notting City, it attracted the attention of countless people. Zhao Xiaoling also burst into tears, leaving Jin Ji alone to look at the world in confusion.

Jin Ji couldn't even speak at first, and Zhao Fuyao even suspected that he was mute, but he found that this child was actually very smart. He had been carefully observing everyone and everything around him, and even listened carefully to what everyone said. Every word, and then Ginger started talking. Zhao Fuyao was shocked to realize that this child was not mute, but he did not understand the official language of the Tiandou Empire, let alone the dialect of Notting City. In just a few days of silence, he learned the language of the Tiandou Empire and Nodding City. Dingcheng dialect is two languages. Maybe he only knows simple daily spoken English, but after all, he is only a five or six-year-old child. He asked Jin Ji how old you were, and Jin Ji asked how old Zhao Xiaoling was. Zhao Fuyao said that Zhao Xiaoling was six years old, and Jin Ji said that he was also six years old.

If Jin Ji didn't really look like a child, Zhao Fuyao even suspected that Jin Ji was a smart teenager, or even an adult. He always felt that this child had an amazing insight. As for why he felt so, it was just Zhao Fuyao's intuition. Zhao Fuyao used to be a soul master in the Notting City Security Guards. He has well-trained vigilance and good intuition.

On the streets of Notting City, Zhao Fuyao felt that Jin Ji was no ordinary child. Seeing Zhao Xiaoling's longing eyes, Zhao Fuyao sighed and planned to temporarily adopt Jin Ji.

"You said that kind of hoe that can be transformed at any time, that's a martial spirit. In Douluo Continent, everyone has a martial spirit. You and Xiaoling are both six years old. I think there will be people from the Spirit Hall. Come here and awaken the martial soul for you. I remember that the work of awakening the martial soul in our Notting City, especially in my area, seems to be in charge of a young man named Su Yuntao."

"The awakening of the martial soul seems very interesting." Jinji said excitedly.

Zhao Fuyao rolled his eyes at Jin Ji, then lowered his head and continued to doze off. Since you, a smart boy, can pretend to be an innocent child and fool, why can't I, a grown man, pretend to be stupid? Zhao Fuyao thought so and actually fell asleep directly on the field ridge.

At this time, the sun was setting, and the fields were covered with a layer of golden color. The mud on Jin Ji and Zhao Xiaoling's bodies was slowly drying up. They looked at Zhao Fuyao, who was sleeping soundly on the edge of the field, and were speechless for a while.

"Jin Ji, dad is a soul master. If our martial soul awakens, we will be a soul master. People in the entire Douluo Continent, as long as their martial soul awakens, will be soul masters. But only a very small number of people will become soul masters. And once It would be great to become a soul master. You can get a monthly allowance from Wuhun Palace, you will be respected by others, and you can also find a job with good income." Zhao Xiaoling said to Jin Ji with a smile.

Jin Ji nodded. He knew to some extent that Zhao Fuyao used to be a member of the Notting City security team. Later, because of his wife's death from illness, he became discouraged and started drinking and eventually lost his job. On the day when Zhao Fuyao lost his job, he planned to take his daughter Zhao Xiaoling back to the countryside to live a life, but unexpectedly met Jin Ji. Zhao Xiaoling insisted on asking her father to adopt Jin Ji. Zhao Fuyao couldn't bear his daughter to be sad anymore, so he agreed to her request.

"Soul Warrior, Soul Master, Great Soul Master, Soul Lord, Soul Sect, Soul King, Soul Emperor, Soul Saint, Soul Douluo and Titled Douluo, these are the ten major levels of soul masters in our Douluo Continent, each Under the big level, there are ten smaller levels. But we don’t have to think too much about these, Jin Ji, it would be great if you and I could become soul masters and get the allowance from the Spirit Hall." Zhao Xiaoling said with hope.

There is no Wuhun Palace in Huangniu Village, so we can only borrow the Wuhun Palace from Holy Soul Village.

"Old Jack, here to bother you again."

"It's okay, it's all for the sake of the children. Children are the future of the village. Besides, the wooden house built by Wuhun Palace was also funded by Wuhun Palace, so our village only has a place. You can borrow it, it's okay." Old Jack smiled. said to old John.

"Old Jack, during this busy farming season, several parents of children in our village have agreed to come to Holy Soul Village to help." Old John said. In fact, except for Zhao Fuyao, the parents of the other six children all promised Old John to come and help out during the farming season in Shenghun Village.

"No, no, no, you helped us with the farm work, didn't you delay your own work? No, our Holy Soul Village has produced soul saints, so we still have this kind of tolerance." Old Jack laughed.