Douluo's Fate Modification System

Douluo Continent, Fanos Province, Holy Soul Village.

In the early morning, Xia Ling, who had finished a night of training, slowly collected his skills and exhaled a foul breath.

He was a recently graduated college student who died six years ago after being infected by a virus that swept the world. As a blessing in disguise, he was bound to something called the [Destiny Modification System], so he traveled to Douluo Continent and was adopted by Old Jack.

The exercises he just practiced are the novice gift packs given by the system.

"This "The Great Way of Longevity" is really miraculous. It can be practiced without any bottlenecks. It simply crushes martial arts such as Xuantian Kungfu. Compared with the above, I should be a monk at the peak of foundation building now, but I don't know. How many levels of soul power can it be equal to Douluo Continent?"

Xia Ling, who finished her training, thought silently in her heart, and walked towards the top of the back mountain unhurriedly, while touching a jade plaque hanging around her neck.

This white jade tablet is very warm and moist, exuding a shining white light, and there is a mysterious word engraved on it.

Anyone who touches this jade tablet can perceive the meaning of the words——Xia

Therefore, Old Jack took Xia as his surname, and the name Tianling coincided with his previous life.

I don't know if it's because of the body tempered by the Taoist scriptures, Xia Ling's body is very strong, and he can easily twist and throw the old scalper in the village.

He walked non-stop from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, his face was not red and his heart was beating, as if he was walking on flat ground.

Every day at this time, he would go to the back mountain to find Tang San who had just finished cultivating the Purple Demon Eye, and give him routine daily education.

When reading books in the previous life, Xia Ling felt very shameless about Tang San's various actions. Now that he has come to the Douluo Continent in person, Tang San's distorted three views that are [-] miles away are still worthy of his own traveler. identity?

Tang San grew up in the Tang Sect, and was exposed to murder, arson, and poisonous hidden weapons all day long. When he came to Douluo Dalu, Tang Hao didn't care about him. It's strange that he doesn't grow up if he follows Xuantian Baolu's "Guide to Killing" .

Quality education is imperative!

At the top of the back mountain, a six-year-old boy sat cross-legged on a big rock, it was Tang San.

Probably sensing Xia Ling's arrival, he slowly opened his eyes, and spit out a stream of white Qi Lian.

"Morning brother Ling."

"Come on, let's go to my house for breakfast."

"it is good."

On the way back, Xia Ling seized the time to give Tang San routine daily quality education.

For example, you need to think more about everything and have the courage to question, practice is the only criterion for testing the truth.Don't blindly trust others, put yourself in another place, and so on.

It has been like this every day for six years, and under such a subtle influence, Tang San also changed from disapproving at the beginning to accepting it calmly now.

After all, these are famous aphorisms that have been tempered for many years in the previous life, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are the truth.

The Tang San in the original book is just a man of science with savage growth and crooked growth, and he is not without brains, and with the help of "something", he can naturally feel the truth contained in these words.

"By the way, little San, a big event will happen in three days' time."

While eating, Xia Ling pretended to be mysterious and said to Tang San.

"What's the big deal?"

Tang San was already used to this, for the past six years, one of Xialing's hobbies was to tell the villagers what would happen in the future, and he himself called himself a prophet.But other than the weather forecast, everything else is basically accurate.

As for why it is not allowed... of course it is because it is all written by Xia Ling himself and Hu Zou. Although the Taoist scriptures teach divination, how can one master it without years of painstaking study?

And the reason why he called himself a prophet was actually to pave the way for the next step.

"Three days later is the day when Wuhun will awaken." At this time, Old Jack just pushed the door open and entered.

Tang San was a little puzzled, and asked:

"What is Martial Soul Awakening?"

Although he has a superficial understanding of Wuhun, he is still confused about the awakening.That drunk Tang Hao would not tell him these things.

"In our Douluo Continent, everyone has our own martial soul, you know, and we can awaken it when we are about six years old, that is, other soul masters help guide it out of our body .”

"The martial soul is further divided into the weapon soul and the beast soul. The weapon soul is the hoes and sickles that are common in the village. The beast soul is like the scalper martial soul awakened by Uncle Erniu in the east of the village. After the body, the cultivated land is old and vigorous. There are also plant martial arts, just like the vines awakened by Uncle Tie Zhu at the west end of the village, which can increase the production of plants, and their grapes grow very well."

"Tianling is right. It seems that the general history of the mainland has been read a lot." Old Jack took up the conversation.

As the head of the village, Old Jack has some salary from the Heaven Dou Empire, and his living conditions are pretty good. He still has two common sense books at home.

"In two days, the adults from Wuhundian will come to awaken the Wuhun in our village. Xiaosan, when you go back, talk to that alcoholic Tang Hao, and I'll pick you up in the morning."

Old Jack, who knew Tang Hao's nature well, sighed.

"By the way, take these pancakes home and eat them."

"Understood, thank you, Grandpa Jack."

After Tang San helped clean up the dishes, he thanked him, opened the door and prepared to go home.

Xia Ling hastily chased up with three steps and two steps, and kept pace with Tang San.

"Brother Ling, what is this?"

Tang San asked with some doubts.

Xia Ling pretended to be mysterious again, and said to Tang San with a smile,

"Little San, I see the future again."

"What future?"

"Three days later, the one who awakened us is Su Yuntao, the battle soul master of the Notting City Branch of the Wuhun Hall, a level 26 Lone Wolf Wuhun, with one white and one yellow spirit ring."

Tang San:"???"

What is this all about?

The puzzled Tang San couldn't help asking,

"Brother Ling, what are soul rings? What are one white and one yellow? And this fighting soul master..."

Xia Ling waved his hand, "Don't ask, you will know when the time comes."

After all, he turned around and went home.

"This......"

Tang San, whose curiosity was aroused, returned home, gave Tang Hao the pancakes he had brought back, and tried to ask.

"Spirit ring? Lone wolf? Who told you these things?"

Tang Hao took a sip from the wine bottle and squinted his eyes.

"Brother Tianling told me, he said that I will know in three days." Tang San replied truthfully.

"Xia Ling..."

Tang Hao put down the wine bottle, stroked his bearded chin, thinking silently.

This kid is kind of wicked.

"Little San, do you want to become a soul master?" Tang Hao asked suddenly.

"Dad, of course I want to!"

Tang San quickly answered.Based on these simple clues and his understanding of martial spirits over the years, he thinks that the reason why his Xuantian Kungfu can't break through the second level probably lies in this martial spirit, and maybe it has something to do with the spirit ring.In order to progress, one must become a soul master.

"Then, you can go when the time comes."

Tang Hao waved his hand, a gleam of light seemed to flash in his eyes, but soon fell silent again, he didn't know what he was thinking, turned around and went into the back room to sleep with the wine bottle in hand.

"Good dad."

At this moment, Xia Ling, who was meditating cross-legged in the room, received a system notification.

"Ding, you have slightly changed the direction of the character's fate, and gained a little power of fate."

Xia Ling, who was awakened by the system, was a little depressed.

"This ghost system is not smart at all. It only gives rigid prompts. I don't know how much power of destiny I have gained. I just say that if I accumulate more, I can make a wish... Grandma, how long will it take to save? ! And what kind of wishes can you make!”

This is not the first time he complained about his own system, there have been countless times in the past six years.But to his surprise, the system actually responded this time.

"Please host not to slander this system, the system will automatically prompt if the power of destiny reaches the minimum standard for making a wish."

Xia Ling was overjoyed, and hurriedly asked,

"System, no, Brother System! You are my own brother, can you clarify these things so that I can have something to look forward to!"

But this time no matter how he shouted, the system remained silent and did not respond.