Qingcang Douluo of Douluo

"Su Yuntao?"

The corners of Ling Bai's mouth twitched slightly.

Who is Su Yuntao? He is a majestic Blind Douluo!

As long as a soul master is identified by him as a useless spirit, he will definitely be a good material for becoming a god in the future, and he can be called the number one "traitor" in the Spirit Hall!

But then again.

It's been eight years since Tang San awakened his martial spirit, and this guy is still just the deacon responsible for awakening his martial spirit. It's really impressive...

"No, for the sake of the prosperity of Wuhun Palace, we can no longer let him awaken Wuhun everywhere."

Ling Bai secretly made up his mind. He actually didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but Blind Douluo's great achievements were indeed a bit scary. Just in case, he should find an opportunity to transfer him away!

Seeing Ling Bai stunned for a long time, Mu Yao came over and secretly poked his waist, whispering: "What's wrong, Xiao Bai, is there anything wrong here?"

"No, I just thought about something." Ling Bai waved his hand, there was no need to tell Mu Yao about metaphysics.

As the saying goes, money can make ghosts grind. After receiving Ling Bai's golden soul coin, the middle-aged man's steps were particularly brisk, and even the hoe he carried on his shoulders didn't feel heavy anymore. From time to time, he even exchanged words with Ling Bai.

He pointed at the dilapidated adobe houses around him and said mysteriously:

"Master, are you a little curious? Our Holy Soul Village is just a small village with a few hundred households. Why did we have such a high-profile name?"

Although he already knew the ins and outs, Ling Bai still followed him and said: "I would like to hear the details."

"Old Jack has told us since he was a child that the reason why the village is named Holy Soul is because it is said that a soul master of the Soul Saint level came out here a hundred years ago. He is also the eternal pride of Holy Soul Village!"

After saying that, the middle-aged man looked like he was sharing weal and woe, as if he was very proud to be able to show the heritage of Holy Soul Village in front of Ling Bai.

The three titled Douluo all laughed dumbly. People with short knowledge like to show off. He never knows how noble the person he is showing off is.

Ling Bai did not show any strange expression, but asked in confusion: "Uncle, he must be in his 40s anyway, but he actually listened to the story told by Village Chief Jack?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Young Master, don't tell me. I am fifty-two years old this year, and let alone me, even my 80-year-old father grew up listening to old Jack's stories!"

Ling Bai made a rough calculation and suddenly felt something in his heart: "Then... isn't the village chief over a hundred years old? At such an old age, he still has the energy to accompany Su Yuntao to awaken his martial spirit from morning to night?"

The middle-aged man scratched his head with a simple look on his face: "I just remembered it when the young master mentioned it like this. My father said that when he was a child, the village chief looked like he was about 70 years old. After so many years, he seems to have not changed at all, and he is still 70 years old. He looks older than he is, and his energy doesn’t seem to be declining.”

"So, Village Chief Jack is at least 150 years old. Is he a soul master?"

"No, we asked him when he was a kid, and he said he was a useless martial soul." The middle-aged man said straightforwardly.

Ling Bai's face changed slightly. Due to the existence of soul power and martial arts, the average lifespan of humans in Douluo Continent is far longer than that of the previous life on Earth, but the maximum lifespan of ordinary people is not too outrageous.

If Old Jack was just a useless martial soul who couldn't cultivate, then how could he have lived for 150 years and still be the same as before, without any change.

This old Jack...

It's not easy...

Ling Bai, who originally just wanted to check in to the Holy Soul Village, became silently wary.

"Your innate soul power actually reaches level seven. It's a pity that you are a useless martial soul."

From a distance, a voice full of regret passed into the ears of several people.

"Here we are, the place where the martial soul awakens is right here."

The middle-aged man led Ling Bai and others to an ordinary cabin, which was already the best building in Holy Soul Village.

There were more than ten people in the cabin, and the most eye-catching one was a handsome man about 30 years old. Compared with the simple clothes of the people around him, his white outfit and the fist-sized word "soul" on his chest were really too much. striking.

Su Yuntao.

Ling Bai instantly recognized the biggest traitor in Wuhun Palace. At this moment, Su Yuntao was helping a little girl test her innate soul power.

The little girl placed her palm on a dark blue crystal ball. The crystal ball released an elegant blue light, which also represented the little girl's innate soul power.

The wooden house was almost full of children who had come to awaken their martial spirits. Each of the children had a shrug on their face. They had probably awakened a useless martial spirit or a zero-level innate soul power. They were destined to be just ordinary people in this life.

Of course, we cannot forget the mysterious old village chief Jack. When he saw the middle-aged man leading a group of outsiders into the land of martial arts awakening, he glared at him angrily and said angrily:

"Zhang San, what's the matter with you!

The awakening of the martial spirit is related to the future destiny of a child!

If you bring outsiders in, can you afford it if something goes wrong? "

The middle-aged man Zhang San lowered his head and apologized repeatedly, but he was dismissive in his heart. Holy Soul Village has not had a soul master for many years. In the past ten years, there has only been one useless martial soul with full soul power. Bringing people in does not matter. !

On the other side, Su Yuntao looked at the majestic Ling Bai and the four others. His martial soul lone wolf was more sensitive to aura, and since he saw the four people, he had a creepy feeling. If it weren't for the martial soul hall, Because of his reputation, he wanted to run away.

Even if he stood here forcefully, he did not dare to say a word, for fear of provoking these four great gods.

Fortunately, the four of them didn't pay attention to a Wuhun Palace deacon. Ling Bai knelt down and touched the little girl's hair with a gentle smile:

"Little sister, what is your name, and what is your martial spirit?"

"I, my name is Shu Lu..."

The little girl timidly replied that she had lived in the Holy Soul Village since she was a child. Her family was poor and she even wore patches on the clothes she wore. However, Ling Bai was wearing expensive clothes that she had never seen before, and his appearance was gentle and elegant, which made her feel inferior. He didn't dare to look directly at Ling Bai.

"My martial spirit is the redbud flower..."

Shu Lu lowered her head, and a tiny purple flower rose from the palm of her right hand.

Bauhinia is one of the most common flowers in Douluo Continent. Like Blue Silver Grass, it is a typical useless martial spirit.

But there are exceptions to everything. Only one in a million people with a useless martial spirit can awaken their innate soul power, and only one in a million useless martial souls can have level seven innate soul power. Who would have thought that he would meet him in the Holy Soul Village? and……

Brother Tao is still the same Brother Tao!

He said his classic saying again!

Blind Douluo, YYDS!

"Shu Lu, you have a good talent. Do you want to join the Spirit Hall?"

Ling Bai said with a smile. After being buffed by Blind Douluo, Shu Lu would definitely have a bright future.

Even if it is not as successful as imagined, it doesn't matter. A soul master with level [-] innate soul power is already good enough, so he can help his family recruit talents along the way.

"Ok?"

As soon as the word Wuhundian came out, it immediately attracted everyone's attention. Old Jack stopped scolding Zhang San, and Su Yuntao's knees went weak. He understood that he should have met the senior officials of Wuhundian...