Douluo: rebuilding Wuhun Hall

Without soul power, the village chief also lost his mind for a while. Unexpectedly, this time, they also had no soul master as before.I can only sigh and hope that there will be children who can become soul masters in the coming year.

After the martial arts awakened, the village chief took these children home. When Zhang Hang returned home, he saw his mother sitting in the yard with a dustpan in her hand, but she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Mom, I'm back."

Hearing this, Zhang Hang's mother came back to her senses, looked at Zhang Hang, and asked, "Is the awakening of the martial spirit over? What was the result?"

"Not very good." Zhang Hang walked to his mother's side and said calmly: "I heard from people who have awakened the martial spirit that the quality of the martial spirit is not bad, but it is a pity that it has no soul power."

When Zhang Hang's mother heard that the quality of the martial soul was not bad, her heart trembled, but when she heard that there was no soul power, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, touched Zhang Hang's hair, and comforted: "It's okay, even if Even if we can’t support the soul master, our family can still live happily.”

Zhang Hang nodded, but for him, it would be a pity if he could not become a soul master after traveling to the world of Douluo Continent.But what I need to figure out now is what is going on inside my body.

I always feel like the soul power in my body is blocked by something and cannot be released.

Back in his room, Zhang Hang sat cross-legged on the bed, with his palms facing up. Through his thoughts, Zhang Hang released his martial spirit, and the small silver sword appeared in his hands again.

Looking at this sword, Zhang Hang was a little confused. His mother's martial spirit was a needle, while his father's was a machete.No matter how you think about it, your martial soul cannot be a sword.

And what is it that is hindering the release of his soul power?

Everything is mysterious, and considering the conversation between their parents last night, they might be hiding something else from themselves.

Taking back his little sword, if he wants to unravel everything, he still has to find out from his parents.

Near noon, my father also came back from the mountains, carrying chopped firewood on his back.

After putting his backpack on the ground, he looked at Zhang Hang walking out of the house and asked with a smile: "Xiao Hang, the martial spirit has awakened, how is it? Do you have soul power?"

Zhang Hang shook his head and said: "No, it is still very difficult to have soul power. Of the eight people we went this time, none of them has soul power."

After Zhang Mo heard this, he laughed: "If you don't have soul power, you don't have soul power. That's fine. It's a good thing that we can live peacefully in this village. Come, let me see what your martial soul is. What."

Zhang Hang stretched out his right hand and condensed his martial soul into it through his thoughts.

The small silver sword reappeared in the palm of his hand. Seeing the reappearance of his small silver sword, Zhang Hang saw a trace of regret in his father's eyes for some unknown reason.

Pity?

Why should I be regretful? Is it a pity because my martial soul cannot possess soul power?

"Dad, forget it if you don't have soul power. With my lazy personality, even if I have soul power, I might not practice diligently." Zhang Hang chuckled, but only he knew what his real thoughts were.

Zhang Mo said nothing, but gently stroked Zhang Hang's hair.

"Let's go, your mother may have prepared the meal, let's go eat quickly." Zhang Mo took Zhang Hang's little hand and walked towards the house.

After learning that Zhang Hang's martial soul had no soul power when he awakened, the couple felt relieved, and the family had a happy lunch.

In the afternoon, Zhang Hang and Zhang Mo went into the mountains to chop firewood.

"Xiaohang, do you want to become a soul master?" Zhang Mo was walking in front and suddenly turned around and asked.

After Zhang Hang thought for a while, he nodded.

Zhang Mo looked around and found that no one knew about it. He found a place to sit down, patted his side and asked Zhang Hang to sit over.

"Then do you know why we don't want you to become a soul master?"

Zhang Hang shook his head, this was also his doubt.

According to the content of the novel in Zhang Hang's memory, Douluo Continent has become even more prosperous after thousands of years of development.Shrek Academy has also become the most influential academy in the mainland, but the Tang Sect has declined and has lost its former glory.

Logically speaking, after Tang San destroyed the Spirit Hall, shouldn't it develop better?

"Since the Spirit Hall disappeared, the survival of soul masters has become even more difficult. Now the two empires are confronting each other, and soul masters have no subsidies. If they want to obtain training resources, they can only join the major forces. This is very difficult for free soul masters. It’s a huge blow.”

"Did you know that when the Wuhun Palace still existed a hundred years ago, soul masters below the Soul Sect could receive soul master subsidies from the Wuhun Palace every month. The subsidies would only disappear after reaching senior soul masters. But you You must know that not everyone has the talent to cultivate to a high-level soul master. If you can reach the level of soul master in your lifetime, it is already pretty good."

"But now, the subsidy for soul masters is gone. Nowadays, free soul masters even have a problem to eat. They have to attach themselves to various forces, join sects or join the empire. And once you join them, you have to join them. If you don't face one problem, working for them will put your life in danger at any time. Nowadays, if families want to support a soul master, first of all, they can't do it financially. Secondly, after joining the empire, they will face it at any time. In war, sacrifices can be made at any time, and no parent wants to see their children die, you know?"

Zhang Hang frowned and asked, "Isn't there still Shrek Academy?"

"Shrek Academy?" Zhang Mo smiled disdainfully, his tone full of contempt: "They are just a group of sanctimonious guys. Do you know what their admission requirements are?"

"Before the age of 12, your soul power reached level [-]?"

"That was a hundred years ago. Now, their enrollment conditions have changed a long time ago. You also know that the training of soul masters is getting more and more difficult now, so they relax as they want. The first is to reach level 15 in soul power before the age of [-]. It doesn’t matter if you don’t reach it, there is another way, and that is to pay. As long as you have enough money, you can also enter Shrek Academy.”

"The rules are very simple. If you are 15 years old and have level [-] soul power, you will have to pay five thousand gold soul coins if you are one level short."

Zhang Hang was completely shocked. Has Shrek become like this now?Is this still the monster academy that claimed to only accept monsters and not ordinary people?

Zhang Hang felt that his three views were constantly being destroyed. The Douluo Continent that he once yearned for so much, the Douluo Continent that made him hold books every day and look forward to it endlessly.

Has it become like this?

"So Xiaohang, that prosperous age a hundred years ago has disappeared, and Douluo Continent has also changed. If we don't become soul masters now, there is actually nothing wrong with being ordinary people."

If this was Douluo Continent, I would rather never have been there.

The beautiful world Zhang Hang had built in his heart collapsed at this moment.

Looking at his father, he said, "Dad, how do you know all this?"

"How do I know? You are still too young to know yet. But just now, seeing that you want to become a soul master, there is nothing my father can do. It's just that I tell you this, just to let you know Think carefully in your mind whether you would rather be an ordinary person or a soul master respected by thousands of people."

Zhang Hang clenched his fists, and there were two voices arguing in his mind.

One supports becoming a soul master, and the other does not.

The two voices were quarreling in his mind. About ten minutes later, Zhang Hang opened his eyes, looked at his father, and said firmly: "Dad, I have thought about it, I want to become a soul master. Moreover, I not only want to become a soul master, I also want to become a powerful soul master, and I want to change the world."

Zhang Mo was stunned. He saw anger in his son's eyes.

And, there is a strong will.

Zhang Mo sighed and said: "I know you won't give up. If you really think about it, then I will support you. However, this road will be difficult. Have you really thought about it? "

"Yes, I've thought about it."

"Okay, you are my son after all. When I go back, I will tell you the method. Let you become a soul master."

The father and son continued to chop wood, and in the evening, they prepared to go back from the mountains.

Just when he was about to reach the village, Zhang Hang smelled a disgusting smell in the air.

Looking at Zhang Mo beside him, his hands were clenched unconsciously.

He said to Zhang Hang: "Xiao Hang, you will go up the mountain immediately. No matter what happens, remember, don't come back. Come back after daybreak."

"Dad, what happened?"

"Don't ask so many questions, just do as I say." Zhang Mo suddenly yelled at Zhang Hang. This was the first time in Zhang Hang's memory that his father was angry with him.

Although Zhang Hang didn't know what happened, he still followed Zhang Mo's words.He turned around and ran towards the mountain, looked back at his father, looked at his tall back, and walked towards the village.