People are in Douluo, the martial soul is blackened at the beginning

After returning to the village, countless children surrounded Pan Yun.

"Brother Yun, if you become a soul master, don't forget us."

"That's right, that's right, Brother Yun, you must remember to come back to see us."

"Brother Yun, there is also me. My mother said that I can marry you."

......

Listening to the chirping voice in my ears, although it is already an adult soul.

But with so many people flattering me around me, I can't help but feel happy.

Tang San on one side sat there, holding his chin.

He said with a somewhat disappointed look on his face.

"Brother Yun, why do you have such a long mouth? It's exactly what you said."

"Mine is Bluesilver Grass, and yours is a sickle, but why has your sickle mutated? My Bluesilver Grass is still Bluesilver Grass?"

Hearing this, Pan Yun had a smile on his face.

But I couldn't help but give him a thumbs up for his acting skills.

If he didn't know the plot, he might just believe it.

But as a time traveler, he didn't believe a word this Tang San said.

Pan Yun looked at the kid in front of him who was still messing around, then glanced at Tang San, his eyes couldn't help but look towards the other man's left hand.

After watching for a few seconds, he spoke directly to the chirping children.

"Okay, don't make any noise. It's getting late. Let's go back to eat. I have something to talk to the mistress alone."

Saying that, he directly put his arms around Tang San's shoulders and walked directly towards the other party's home.

A group of children behind them watched the two people leaving.

All of them had expressions full of envy, some were envious of Pan Yun, and some were envious of Tang San.

After all, the entire village used to be prejudiced against them because one was an orphan and the other had only one father.

So even though they were children, they were still separated, and only Pan Yun and Tang San played best.

At this moment, Pan Yun soared into the sky. Seeing that Tang San had such a good relationship with him, these children felt not only envy but also regret.

Even many adults standing not far away couldn't help but regret it. At this time, they stepped forward to say something, but it was already too late.

Pan Yun pulled Tang San and spoke somewhat mysteriously.

"Let's talk as we walk. Aren't you going to rush back to cook for your dad?"

Only then did Tang San remember that he still had to go home to cook, and the speed of his feet became a little faster.

Today's martial soul awakening made him feel a little confused, so much so that he completely forgot about it.

But even though his pace quickened a little, he still couldn't help but look at Pan Yun beside him and ask.

"Brother Yun, you said you have something to do with me, what exactly is it? Look at your words, how mysterious you are."

Pan Yun looked behind him with a mysterious face. The child there had already left.

There was no one around, and a mysterious smile appeared on his face as he began to speak.

"Xiaosan, do you still have a martial spirit?"

Hearing this, Tang San subconsciously clenched his left hand, but due to the force used, his shoulder seemed a little stiff.

Pan Yun also noticed it and patted Tang San's shoulder gently.

Although there was a smile on his face, he still couldn't help but drink lemon.

Three twin martial souls within a hundred years.

Tang San's luck was so enviable that he still played the role of a good parent.

Watching the smile on Pan Yun's face gradually become weird.

He even noticed that the other party seemed a little jealous of him.

The other party also patted him on the shoulder several times.

Tang San already understood that the other party had discovered that he still had a martial spirit.

But he still started speaking instinctively.

"Brother Yun, what are you talking about? Don't all people have a martial spirit? How can I still have a martial spirit?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, Pan Yun beside him grabbed Tang San's left hand without giving up.

"You still have a martial soul in your hand. When you awakened the martial soul, the soul master didn't notice it, but I did."

Tang San looked at the raised arm, and after struggling for a while, the expression on his face changed.

"No, Brother Yun, you must have read it wrong."

If Pan Yun had not read the original work, he would have believed his lies.

Since the other party wanted to act stupid, he simply shrugged his shoulders, let go of the other party and said.

"Okay, if you say you don't have it, then you don't have it. However, I believe that you have a second martial spirit. It's so mysterious. If I had a second martial spirit, I would use it directly."

"If you had just released the second spirit, you might be able to enter the spirit hall."

Looking at Pan Yun walking in front of him, Tang San breathed a sigh of relief.

After just looking at his hands, he sighed and put them down.

When Pan Yun followed him, he almost turned into lemon juice.

But he didn't say much, after all, he also had a pretty handsome martial soul.

Whether you are strong or not is a temporary matter, and whether you are handsome or not is a lifelong matter.

After taking just two steps, Pan Yun froze on the spot, and heard a familiar voice next to his ears.

[Your envy and jealousy of other people's twin martial souls made your martial soul and body dissatisfied, turned black again, and the second martial soul began to evolve. 】

Hear the voice in his ear and evolve into a second martial spirit?

But when did he become jealous?

It's just a bit lemony, that's not jealousy.

But just because of this, I got a second martial soul, and I earned it with blood!

Pan Yun was so excited that the smile on his face became even bigger.

However, I felt that there was someone behind me, so I calmed down a lot.

But his steps were much more brisk.

Tang San looked at him like this.

He couldn't help but ask.

"Brother Yun, what's going on with you, why are you so happy all of a sudden?"

Pan Yun still looked at Tang San in front of him with a smile on his face.

"I just thought of happy things. By the way, don't you want to go home and cook? Then I'll leave first."

After speaking, he was ready to leave.

After all, he has now joined the reserve force of Wuhun Palace, if Tang Hao finds out.

I'm afraid that I might hit myself with a hammer.

I simply decided not to go. I was planning on having a meal.

Tang San had originally intended to invite the other party to his home for a meal together.

But looking at the other party's brisk pace, I thought about it and let it go.

After looking down at his hands, he was a little worried about whether this change was good or bad.

After thinking for a while, he thought of his alcoholic father at home, and hurriedly took steps towards his home.

When Pan Yun was walking on the road, he couldn't help but start calling.

"Goldfinger, it's still the system, come out, I will praise you today, you did a great job!"

It seemed like he was talking to himself, but it was actually an attempt to see if he could call the other person out when he spoke.

But there was no reaction at all for a long time, and he was the only one there giggling.

Pan Yun turned around and released the martial spirit in his hand, looking at the exaggerated shape.

Holding it in your arms, this concave shape is indescribable.

I just looked at it for a while and started analyzing it again.

This series of his is all given by this golden finger.

I thought back to those words and replies given by Goldfinger.

The first time was due to extreme disappointment in the Scythe Spirit. It was a disappointment that almost gave up hope, which triggered it.

The second time was triggered by the lack of soul power, the desire for soul power, and his own disappointment.

The third time was triggered by desire and jealousy for other people's twin martial souls.

In summary, the triggering conditions are completely based on one's own emotions, but the body and martial soul have darkened into their current state.

Pan Yun sat on a stone, lowered his head and meditated.

"If it is triggered by my own emotions, if I want to become stronger, can I just use lemon?"

"No, these emotions darken the martial soul and body. In other words, the emotions I generate must arouse the emotions of the martial soul and soul ring to meet the conditions for their blackening."

"The first time I turned black was because I was disappointed with him. What emotions did this cause? The second time it was desire and disappointment, and then the envy and jealousy. Can this also make him turn black?"

Pan Yun sat there and began to scratch his head and ears. He was completely unsure of the darkening emotions in his body.

But then Pan Yunyou remembered something and started talking to himself.

"That's not right. This golden finger has no reaction at all for the time being, and we can't be sure whether he has left."

"It seems that we can only take it one step at a time. Maybe if some strange emotions occur in the future, the body or martial spirit will be able to evolve again. Or, from now on, there will be no way to darken and mutate."

"But let's join the Spirit Hall for the time being. I can still practice now. Even if I don't have the golden finger and can't become a god, there is always hope for me to become a titled Douluo, right?"

After finishing speaking, Pan Yun stood up and walked towards his empty home with a face that was unprecedentedly relaxed in the past three years.