Douluo's Summoner

Holy Soul Village, yes, it is still Holy Soul Village.

As a time traveler, Mu Qing was under a lot of pressure. Ever since he knew his location and plane, Mu Qing's heart was always on edge and had nowhere to rest.

Douluo Continent is a strange world, but also a beautiful world.Mu Qing was dazzled by all kinds of strange martial spirits and spirit beasts, and yearned for a new life.

However, Douluo Continent is also a cruel world. In this world, if you want to survive, it is a matter of luck. In this world where fighting is serious, Mu Qing, a small time traveler, without strong backing , simply couldn’t survive three episodes.

He had also imagined that when he was six years old, he could be like Tang San, with twin martial souls and innate soul power. However, he was afraid of all this, because Tang San could live to become a god, so to speak. The result of the efforts of countless people.If he didn't have a titled Douluo-level father, the grass on his grave would have been over three meters high, even if he was a time traveler.

Where are Mu Qing's parents?They are just an ordinary couple in the Holy Soul Village. They are over 30 years old and have not yet reached level 10. The father's martial spirit is a sickle and the mother's martial spirit is a book. They live an ordinary life.

However, if Mu Qing is to be like his parents, unable to practice and become a soul master, Mu Qing himself feels very disadvantaged. After all, he has already gone through time travel, and no one wants to stir up trouble and achieve great things.

Therefore, as the age of six approached, Mu Qing's heart became more impatient and more difficult to calm down.

Lying on the branch of a big tree, Mu Qing held a piece of bluesilver grass in his mouth and watched Tang San walk towards the back mountain.Eyes full of envy.The Xuantian Technique, the Tang Clan's secret skill, was simply the biggest cheat that Tang San had come from across time. Unfortunately, Mu Qing had never expected to win Tang San's favor and learn the Tang Clan's secret skill. After all, in the early days, Tang San even Neither Wu nor Tang Hao taught him.And compared to Xiao Wu and Tang Hao, who is Mu Qing?

"You brat, come to work with me!" Mu Yan's voice sounded.

Mu Qing responded, quickly got off the tree, walked to his father in a few steps, picked up the sickle in front of the courtyard gate, and followed his father to his farmland.

It is said that the former Mu Lian did not have this name, but after awakening his martial soul at the age of six, he saw that his martial soul was a sickle, so he changed his name to Mu Lian.

Walking into the farmland, Mu Qing followed her father to harvest grains and worked silently.

It will take a whole morning to finish cutting the grain in his own field.Looking at the panting Mu Qing, Mu Yan's eyes flashed with pity. His son had been sensible since he was a child and always helped with the work. Unfortunately, in this world, it is not those who are sensible can get ahead. Think about the martial arts of himself and his wife. With the innate soul power, Mu Yan sighed softly, stretched out his hand to rub Mu Qing's head, and said, "Xiao Qing, Old Jack has gone to Notting City to invite the soul master from Wuhun Palace, and he will come to help in a few days. When you awaken your martial soul, promise me not to have any hope in your martial soul, you know? Soul masters, that is something only rich people can hope for!"

Mu Qing nodded and didn't say anything. He was just busy gathering the grains and preparing to carry them home!

Mu Yan sighed, put away his sickle spirit, and helped together.

When they were hungry, the father and son gnawed on the dry and hard flour cakes on the ground and drank some water.

Under the setting sun, the father and son carried the last grains home and breathed a sigh of relief.Looking at the piles of food in the yard, Mu Yan nodded with satisfaction.Another good year.Maybe life will be easier.

After dinner, Mu Qing went back to his room, lying on the small wooden bed, looking at the roof, in a daze.Although he envied Tang San and wanted to stir up trouble, he was already prepared to have no soul power. After all, his parents had no soul power. When he came here, it was too difficult for his martial soul to mutate and possess soul power. .

In the hazy moment, Mu Qing fell into a deep sleep.In the dream, he was calling the wind and rain, stepping on nine red soul rings under his feet, laughing wildly, and running rampant across the entire Douluo Continent. However, when he woke up in the morning, Mu Qing knew that dream!Really woke up.

Threshing, harvesting, and returning the grain to the warehouse.When the last grain of grain fell into the granary in Mu Yan's hands, the soul master from Wuhun Palace was about to arrive.In Holy Soul Village, the suppressed undercurrent finally broke out.

The villagers who were busy with farm work on weekdays sat lively on the kang in the field, bragging about their children, imagining that their children could walk out of this barren mountain village and become a noble soul master.

Although everyone knows that this is just a beautiful dream, no one can stop human fantasy, right?

Mu Qing hid in his yard, humming and exercising. Since he was three years old, Mu Qing has begun to exercise in his spare time. When he was a child, he could only trot. When he was older, he would go Swim, lift weights, etc.Everything is for the purpose of becoming a soul master.

Looking at his son, Mu Yan lowered his head silently with tears in his eyes.He prayed from the bottom of his heart, praying that his son could possess soul power and become a soul master.

Mu Qing's mother died of illness when Mu Qing was a child. There were only two men in the family, one old and one young. Life was extremely difficult.

Since Mu Qing was three years old, she has been able to help clean and cook.

"Mu Yan! Call Xiaoqing out quickly, the soul master from Wuhun Palace is here!" Old Jack's voice sounded outside the courtyard gate.

"Coming!" Mu Yan agreed quickly and ran to open the door!

Mu Qing quickly put down the things in his hands and timidly ran to the door, following Old Jack.Not to mention the past and present life, no matter how old a person is, before facing an opportunity that can change their life, endless ripples will ripple in their hearts.Like Mu Qing, he will also be timid.

Soon, the six-year-old children in the Holy Soul Village gathered in front of the Wuhun Hall in the village. It was called the Wuhun Hall, but it was actually a big wooden house, but it was the largest house in the village!

Old Jack told everyone about the former soul saint in the village. He would dance when he got excited.However, no words could cover up Old Jack's uneasy heart.

Mu Qing stood behind Old Jack, automatically filtering out what Old Jack said, and stared blankly at the Wuhun Palace in front of him.Although he had seen it countless times, none could compare with this one.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Mu Qing clenched his fists and waited quietly.

In front of the Wuhun Hall, a man in his 20s was waiting there quietly. Seeing Old Jack leading someone over, he turned around and opened the door of the Wuhun Hall. A statue of a seraph was instantly reflected in Mu Qing's eyes. eyes.

Standing on the steps in front of the Seraphim, the soul master turned around, looked at the group of little guys in front of him with a smile, and said with a smile, "My name is Su Yuntao!"