Douro Continent

For some reason, the crying child immediately calmed down as soon as he was enveloped by the pale golden light, and stood there a little sluggishly.

Golden light spots floated out from the black stones on the ground, and then entered the boy's body.

The boy's body began to tremble slightly, and he wanted to scream but couldn't.

"Stretch out your right hand." Su Yuntao's green eyes stared at the boy and commanded majestically.

The boy subconsciously stretched out his right hand, and suddenly, all the light spots rushed out, and in an instant, a sickle appeared in his palm.

It seems that the sickle is not an illusion of light and shadow, but a real existence.

Su Yuntao frowned, "It's a weapon spirit. Can a sickle be used as a weapon? It should be reluctant."

The golden light gradually subsided, and the boy looked at the small sickle in his hand in surprise, feeling a little overwhelmed.

Su Yuntao said: "Your martial spirit is a sickle, a weapon spirit. Come, let me test if you have soul power. If you have soul power, even a weapon spirit can practice as a battle spirit master. After all, The sickle also has a certain attack power."

"Big, Master, what should I do?" the boy asked timidly.

Su Yuntao said indifferently: "Use your mind to take back your martial soul. When you want to use it in the future, you will also use your mind to call it out."

The boy tried for a long time before retracting the sickle in his hand. Su Yuntao handed the blue crystal ball in front of him and motioned him to put his right hand on it.

The boy's immature hands and Su Yuntao's wolf claws were on the upper and lower positions of the crystal ball, which looked extremely contrasting.

After a while, Su Yuntao said somewhat disappointedly: "No soul power. You can't become a soul master. Go to the side first."

The same scene continued, and the spirits of five children were awakened one after another. Their spirits were all agricultural tools such as hoes and sickles, and not even a beast spirit appeared. As for the spirit power, they were all suppressed by Suyun Tao judged as 'none'.

It was the seventh child's turn, that is, the last one in front of Tang San.

Su Yuntao seems to be a little tired after continuing to use wedding, but he is still going to help the eight children complete the awakening process.

The golden light spots gathered together, and this time, it was finally no longer a farm tool, but changed.A light blue grass appeared in the girl's palm, fluttering gently.

Tang San vaguely felt that he had seen this kind of blue grass before.Soon, he remembered that this kind of grass is called Blue Silver Grass, which can be seen everywhere in the village, just like the grass in his original world, and it has no other effect except for its tenacious vitality.It's just that he didn't recognize the girl at a glance because of the light golden mask on the outside.

Although it is not a farm tool, the disappointment in Su Yuntao's eyes is even more obvious, "It is a waste martial soul. It has no attack power, no defense power, and no auxiliary ability. The blue silver grass can be regarded as the standard form of a waste martial soul." While talking , he handed the blue crystal ball to the girl according to the procedure, just as he expected, still no soul power appeared.

Finally it was Tang San's turn, needless to Su Yuntao, he had already stepped forward and stood in the center of the six black stones.

With the infusion of Su Yuntao's six-path soul power, the pale golden light lit up again.

Warmth, this is Tang San's first feeling, the whole person seems to be wrapped in a warm world, indescribably comfortable.It's no wonder that once those children were enveloped by this golden light, their emotions would stabilize.

The warm breath penetrated into the body, Tang San clearly felt that his Xuantian Kungfu internal force seemed to fluctuate slightly, and then, under the traction of that warm energy, something seemed to be broken in his body, and all the warm breath came together. In an instant, it flocked to the palm of my hand.

Su Yuntao's eyes suddenly lit up, because in the golden mask, this time there were even more golden light spots than all the previous children combined.He vaguely felt that a rather powerful martial spirit was about to appear.Excited beyond words.

For those Martial Spirit Hall deacons who are responsible for the awakening of ordinary people's Martial Spirit, if they can awaken a child with extraordinary potential, and then pull him into the Martial Spirit Hall, they can get a lot of evaluation benefits, which is very helpful for promotion. will be greatly beneficial.

However, soon Su Yuntao was disappointed.

Tang San raised his right hand subconsciously, what he saw was blue.This is the second time this blue color has appeared in the Wuhun Temple in this village today.

Blue Silver Grass, exactly the same Blue Silver Grass as the girl before.The standard of waste martial soul exists.

Su Yuntao said helplessly: "It's another useless martial soul. It seems that the holy soul village is wasting time for nothing this time. Well, children, you can leave." A large number of golden light spots appeared before. It brought him great hope, but in the end it turned out to be only blue silver grass. The feeling of gap made Su Yuntao a little uncomfortable.

"Uncle, you haven't tested my soul power yet." Seeing that Su Yuntao was about to put away the blue crystal ball, Tang San hurriedly reminded him.

Su Yuntao said without turning his head: "You don't need to try. I haven't seen a useless martial soul like Lanyincao show soul power before."

"Let me try, uncle." Tang San insisted.The warmth brought by the golden light brought a very strange feeling when it circulated in his body, and the opened door made him feel that his Xuantian Kungfu seemed to have undergone subtle changes.At the same time, he also wanted to know the difference between his own internal force and the martial souls of this world.

Su Yuntao froze for a moment, then turned around, and met Tang San's calm but somewhat firm eyes.I thought to myself, this child seems to be a little different.