Douluo: I met Qian Renxue when I was eight years old

On one of countless similar dark nights, Yuan Luo was sitting at the computer desk typing.

The starry sky outside is brilliant, and the stars are dotted in the sky, which is extremely beautiful and mysterious.

"Another day of cultivating immortals!"

Yuan Luo sighed and looked at the number in the lower right corner of the screen. It had turned into 00. He didn't know how long this life would last.

"Come on! I will also become an excellent online literature writer and reach the peak of my life."

With such ambition, Yuan Luo once again accelerated the frequency on his hands.

The hands that have eaten meat for so many years are fully playing their role at this moment.

After an unknown amount of time, Yuan Luo slowly lay down on the table.

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Six years later!

Yuan Luo's petite body was lying on a huge rock, holding a blue silver grass in his mouth, looking at the young man in blue on the top of the mountain in the distance.

Purple light appeared in the young man's eyes at this time, and he stared at the rising sun without moving.

After a while, the young man slowly closed his eyes, got up and walked quickly on the mountain path.

The young man glanced at Yuan Luo on the rock, and then ran to his side.

"Yuan Luo, why do you love this rock so much? It's almost as if you've lost your human form."

Yuan Luo spit out the blue silver grass in his mouth, held his head in his hands, and looked at the red sun in the sky.

"Xiaosan, you don't understand. The day's plan starts in the morning. If you don't rest in the morning and don't be a salted fish, how can there be any fun?"

"You, you, always have a reason to be lazy. I'm going back to cook for my dad."

This boy in blue is none other than Tang San, the destined son of Douluo Continent.

Tang San shook his head, with an expression as if he couldn't be taught, then turned and left.

"There is a killed rabbit behind the tree. Take it back and stew it for Uncle Hao!"

Yuan Luo waved and pointed at a tree as thick as an adult's waist.

"Thanks!"

Tang San pursed his lips, he knew that Yuan Luo had captured this again.

In the past few years, the family has become increasingly poor. My father only works for one hour a day, and he also likes to drink. Most of the family's money is spent on wine, and sometimes he can't even eat rice.

Fortunately, Yuan Luo would kill some small animals every once in a while, otherwise Tang San would have been even thinner than he was now.

Staring at the rising sun in front of him, Yuan Luo looked confused.

Six years ago, for some unknown reason, I time-traveled into a baby.

At that time, a wolf was about to bite his throat out.

At this time, Grandpa Jack appeared and used his big carrot to rescue himself from the wolf's mouth.

However, because he was accidentally bitten by a wolf on his leg, permanent old roots were left on his leg.

"System, do you think you can say a word?"

"After all, I am also a member of the army of time-travelers, but you don't give me face?"

"It's been six years, and you just said that you are a salted fish system."

"I've been working hard for six years. I've done everything I can do. What next?"

【Ding! 】

"Ok?"

A clear mechanical sound came from his mind. Yuan Luo stood up in surprise. Did the system come out?

【Ding! Due to the strong request of the host, this system ends this salty fish life ahead of schedule! 】

"Ah? What does it mean to end the salty life?"

"System! Are you a salty fish yourself?"

Yuan Luo seemed to understand something and his face twitched.

【Ding! This system is called the Salted Fish System. Please do not disturb this system when the host is fine! 】

"Dog system, you have to do it yourself, you told me earlier, I have been doing nothing for you for six years!"

Yuan Luo was angry. This dog system didn't finish what he said. In the final analysis, he was a salty fish. He thought of the past six years when he ate, drank, slept, hunted rabbits to eat when he had time, and teased the little ones when he was free. younger sister.

Ahem! It's not that he went out to hunt rabbits. At his age, besides catching a rabbit, he couldn't be allowed to duel with a wild boar.

It's been six years, and I can't do anything. Tang San has been practicing Xuantian Kung for six years, and I've been practicing Salted Fish for six years.

"System, compensate me!"

【Ding! This system is very sorry. It will reward the host with two random martial arts souls and reward the host with a special soul power cultivation method. 】

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Luo's head was filled with a way to refine and absorb soul power.

Finally, I can still gain something. Let’s go home and stew rabbit.

Carrying another rabbit ear behind the tree, Yuan Luo returned home along the way he came.

"Xiao Luo, the rice is ready. Wash your hands and eat!"

As soon as he got home, Old Jack's wrinkled face appeared in front of him.

That amiable smile made Yuan Luo feel a little warm in his heart.

"Grandpa, I just happened to kill a rabbit. I'll stew it later. Let's have a drink."

Yuan Luo raised the rabbit in his hand, and then turned around to clean up the rabbit.

Old Jack stretched out his calloused hands and patted Yuan Luo on the head.

"You kid, how can you drink in the morning? Wait until noon to drink. You can only drink one cup at most. If you dare to drink too much, see if I don't break your legs."

"Listen to you! Listen to you!"

afternoon!

Yuan Luo looked at the dilapidated house in front of him and thought to himself: It's hard to imagine that a titled Douluo with a reputation throughout the continent lives here.

After being in a daze outside the door for a while, Yuan Luo pushed the door open and entered.

Although the inside is dilapidated, it is very neat. The one closest to the door is a large stove and a blacksmithing platform, and inside is a stove and a table.

As usual, Tang Hao was in the room, probably drinking again.

And Tang San was holding a sledgehammer longer than his arm, concentrating on hammering a piece of pig iron in front of him.

"Brother Luo! Why are you here?"

Sensing the movement, Tang San glanced outside the door, then put down the hammer and wiped the sweat on his head with his tattered but clean lapel.

"Xiao San, you can do it. With such a small body, you can still lift the hammer head and give you a thumbs up."

As he spoke, Yuan Luo made a gesture of praise.

"Brother Luo, stop laughing at me. What do you want from me?"

"It's like this. In three days, someone from the Wuhun Palace will come to awaken the Wuhun for us. I will come find you then."

That's right, we are about to see the iron-clad Su Yuntao, and his own growth path is about to begin.

"Ah? I'll talk to dad later. Brother Luo, can you talk about martial arts?"

Tang San looked confused. He knew very little about this martial spirit, but he was eager for it. He had a feeling that his Xuantian Technique could not break through, as it seemed to be related to the martial spirit.

"Ha! I'm not too sure. It's what we are born with. If our martial soul is good, we can still possess soul power, embark on the path of cultivation, and then absorb soul rings and become soul masters."

Tang San nodded as if he understood, and Yuan Luo didn't tell him in detail. How could a child understand so much?

"Okay, go ahead and do your work, just don't forget!"

After saying that, Yuan Luo left Tang San's home.

After returning home, Yuan Luo sat on his bed, thinking about the soul power cultivation method that the system had previously rewarded.

He slowly absorbed the soul power and slowly rotated it in his body according to the method.

As worthy of the system reward, he could clearly feel that his body was absorbing the soul power in the air, and he also had a trace of soul power in his body, but he had not awakened his martial soul, so he could not fully experience it.