Douluo's opening with a bird

After understanding the cause and effect, Zhu Zhuqing's hostility towards Ma Hongjun had mostly subsided, but he still felt it was an eyesore and always wanted to press his round face like a pancake to the ground and flatten it.

But thinking that this person was Kong Wanqing's apprentice, it was not good to do so, so he endured it.

"Hey, Master." Ma Hongjun sat on the steps with his neck hunched, and kept sighing: "You know I almost lost control of the evil fire. There is nothing I can do."

"Hmph." Zhu Zhuqing almost couldn't hold it back. He quickly turned his head and curled his lips in a strange taunt: "Martial spirit is the embodiment of the soul master's soul consciousness. What kind of person awakens what kind of martial spirit? Normal people really don't know. A martial soul like yours can be awakened."

"Alas" Ma Hongjun surprisingly did not refute, and fell into silence after sighing.

If given a choice, who wouldn't want to be a normal person?

Before he awakened his martial spirit, the children in the village loved him regardless of their age. They even regarded him as the king of children and respectfully called him "Little Fat Brother".

It's a pity that the world seems to have suddenly changed since the day he awakened his martial spirit.

I don’t know when he started to become what adults call a “bad boy who has not learned well since childhood” and a “vulgar and disgusting pervert”.

People in the village, regardless of age or sex, would stay away from him whenever they saw him. They would rather take a detour than get too close to him.

And all of this is caused by the mutation of martial souls.

His martial spirit is extremely powerful after mutation, but the martial spirit is not pure.

The evil fire attached to his martial spirit constantly impacted his spirit, influencing his behavior and causing him to make many actions that were not his intention.

He knows that touching girls without reason is bad behavior, very rude and disrespectful.

He didn't want to do this, but he was just a seven or eight-year-old boy, and he couldn't resist the impulse brought about by the evil fire.

Naturally, he also thought about giving up, but he just didn't have the courage to die.

Until one day, a turning point occurred in his life.

Dropped out of Junior Soul Master Academy.

On the way back home, the carriage he was riding in was attacked by a spirit beast.

Normally, he should be the first one to escape, but he didn't run that day.

And he was such a timid person who was afraid of death, but he didn't feel afraid at all, and even dared to fight the soul beast for an ordinary person he didn't know.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand, because at that time he was already determined to die, thinking that otherwise he would simply die and start everything over again.

however

When he saw Kong Wanqing descending from the boundless brilliance like a god from heaven, and reaching out to him with the soul beast turning into ice shards in the background, he hesitated.

This person was so beautiful and divine that he mistakenly thought he was seeing a god.

he thinks.

It turns out that even an extremely rotten person like me is favored by gods.

It was from that moment that he decided to live well.

As for other people’s eyes

Well, I got used to it later on. It doesn’t matter what other people’s eyes are like, as long as they don’t look at it, it’s fine, right?

"Okay, your evil fire is not impossible to resolve." Kong Wanqing looked at Ma Hongjun for a while, then suddenly reached out and patted his chestnut-like head: "Follow me."

Ma Hongjun looked up with confusion on his face: "Well, where are we going?"

Zhu Zhuqing, who was walking beside Kong Wanqing, turned around and glanced at Ma Hongjun: "Come when I ask you. Why are there so many?"

"Oh." Ma Hongjun immediately stopped asking any more questions, stood up and walked slowly behind Kong Wanqing.

The three of them walked all the way south, leaving Granny Ma's tailor shop, and soon walked out of the south of Huaishu Village.

Not long after leaving the village, when Kong Wanqing saw the waterfall from a distance, he suddenly stopped: "This is it."

"Eagle Lake" Ma Hongjun looked at the white horse running down the mountainside and scratched the back of his neck: "There is nothing here, why are we here?"

It's not like you're here to see the scenery, right?

The waterfall is majestic, and the pool is full of unknown flowers. The place near the waterfall faintly reflects the colorful halo under the sunlight.

It is indeed as dreamy and beautiful as a fairyland.

Kong Wanqing glanced at Ma Hongjun and explained: "This is the source of your martial soul's mutation."

Ma Hongjun was stunned for a moment: "The origin of martial soul mutation"

Zhu Zhuqing looked at the water flowing down from the Eagle Lake and thought thoughtfully: "Is it possible that your martial soul mutated because of this water source?"

Kong Wanqing nodded, then shook his head: "It does have something to do with water, but it's not entirely due to the pond water."

Ma Hongjun blinked for a long time, but there was no light of wisdom in his eyes: "What do you mean?"

Zhu Zhuqing was also a little confused. He tilted his head and looked at Kong Wanqing without saying anything.

"" Seemingly feeling that the explanation was not clear, Kong Wanqing simply stopped talking and just closed his eyes to determine the location silently: "My induction is correct, this is the place."

After saying that, Kong Wanqing walked straight towards the waterfall.

Zhu Zhuqing and Ma Hongjun looked at each other in confusion. Although their minds were full of questions, Kong Wanqing didn't say much, so they had no choice but to suppress their questions for the time being and move forward.

Kong Wanqing walked through the red aquatic plants and stood next to the waterfall: "Why did the sensor break here?"

After thinking for a moment, his eyes fell on Ma Hongjun: "Maybe we can try it."

"Well, what are you trying?" Before Ma Hongjun could figure out the situation, he saw Kong Wanqing showing the blood-cutting talisman knife in his sleeve.

As soon as the sword flashed, Ma Hongjun suddenly noticed a pain in his hand, and jerked his hand away: "Hey, what are you doing?"

Kong Wanqing did not answer. He just lowered his head to look at the bright red blood beads falling on the edge of the pool. It seemed to confirm some suspicion. The corner of his mouth raised with a slight arc: "It is indeed so."

Zhu Zhuqing looked at the few drops of blood disappearing into the pool, and finally couldn't suppress his curiosity: "Ah Qing, what on earth are you doing? Why am I getting more and more confused?"

"You will understand soon." Kong Wanqing smiled, casually opened his palm, and wiped the slowly flowing blood directly on the blood-cutting talisman.

"" Ma Hongjun, who originally planned to make a big accusation, looked at his fingers, and then at the hideous wound on Kong Wanqing's palm that was bleeding profusely. He opened his mouth without saying anything, so he had to shut up silently.

The blood-stained blood-cutting talisman made a buzzing sound, broke away from Kong Wanqing's hand, and stagnated in the air, trembling uncontrollably.

Immediately afterwards, Kong Wanqing wrote a large string of characters in the air that Zhu Zhuqing could not understand.

Along with the writing movement, the strange characters in the air gradually lit up with strange light. Finally, all the symbols were arranged in a snowflake-like pattern in the air, and then quickly got into the blood-cutting talisman.

The Talisman immediately stopped trembling, and an extreme chill erupted.

"Crack."

A circle of white light that was close to blue radiated from the blood-cutting talisman. All places brushed by the circle of light were covered by a thick layer of ice without exception.

It even froze so quickly that it made a tooth-piercing crunch.

In an instant, the entire Eagle Lake Falls turned into a land of ice and snow that was no different from the Arctic Icefield.