Reversal of Douluo: Rebirth of Qian Renxue

Early the next morning, in front of the rough house where Zhang Yuetian lived, Old Jack knocked fiercely on the door, "Zhang Yuetian! Mistress! Zhang Yuetian! Mistress..."

Being awakened by Old Jack's knock on the door, Zhang Yuetian was extremely annoyed and tossed and turned, unable to fall back asleep. However, he did not want to pay attention to Old Jack and simply pretended not to hear it.

Zhang San saw this scene when he returned after practicing the Purple Demon Eyes.

After bowing respectfully to Old Jack, Zhang San said: "Grandpa Jack, my father is actually a soul master, and I have already awakened my martial soul. So I don't need to participate in the martial soul awakening ceremony the day after tomorrow. Thank you Jack Grandpa loves me. If it is convenient, please ask Grandpa Jack to help me get a certificate issued by the deacon of Wuhun Temple. My father told me that there is a quota for working-study students in our village, and he asked me to use this quota for working-study students to go to Notting Junior High School. Study at the Soul Master Academy."

Old Jack was suddenly shocked. He really liked little Zhang San. He was the most sensible and polite in the whole village. He couldn't help but said: "Xiao San, is your father actually a soul master? Why does he have a soul?" You have the status of a master, but you live in such a miserable life? The deacon of Wuhun Palace is here, and I will help you get a certificate. But if you want to practice, you need soul power to accompany you. Do you have innate soul power?"

"Grandpa Jack, I have innate soul power." Zhang San responded. "I don't know why my dad didn't tell me what he went through."

Old Jack nodded. This was Zhang Yuetian's private matter. He couldn't ask more questions, so he said: "I'll call you in two days and ask for a certificate for you. What level is your innate soul power? Noting Junior College School will start in three months, and then I will take you to study and practice."

Zhang San respectfully sent Old Jack off. He seemed to have thought of something before leaving. Old Jack turned around and said, "By the way, your father can help you awaken the martial spirit. Can you also help the children in the village awaken the martial spirit? In this way, the deacon of the Spirit Hall You don’t need to make another trip, adults.”

Zhang San shook his head and said: "I'm afraid it won't work. It's the job of the Wuhun Hall deacon to awaken Wuhun in each village. Doesn't it break the rules for us to awaken the Wuhun privately? At the same time, we also need the Wuhun Hall deacon to come. Issue a certificate for me. In the early years, my father had an argument with others and was injured. It was quite difficult to help me awaken my martial soul. San'er didn't want my father to suffer and waste his soul power."

Zhang San responded accordingly and said evasively, but he didn't know that what he said was true. Tang Hao did suffer from serious internal injuries.

Old Jack smiled horribly and said, "It's just that grandpa was negligent. The mistress was very considerate."

On the third day after Zhang San awakened his martial spirit, Su Yuntao, the deacon of the Notting City's martial arts branch, went to the Holy Soul Village to awaken the martial arts spirits for a group of school-age children.

Su Yuntao's clothing was the standard for personnel directly under the Wuhun Palace. He was dressed in white, with a black cloak on the back, and a fist-sized word soul printed in the center of his chest.Hanging on the left chest is a badge engraved with a long sword pattern, indicating that this deacon is a fighting soul master. The three long swords on the badge are intertwined, which means that this person is the third-level title of soul master, a great soul master.

Different from the original time and space, during Su Yuntao's trip to the Holy Soul Village, Shao awakened a useless martial spirit with innate soul power, but met a useless martial soul with innate soul power who asked for a certificate.

Thanks to Qian Dao's iron-blooded reforms, the Wuhun Palace has an unprecedented level of clear governance. Su Yuntao treats the common people with a friendly and solemn attitude, and those who talk to him feel like they are taking a breath of spring breeze.

When Su Yuntao completed the martial arts awakening ceremony for all the children, Old Jack stepped forward and said: "Master Deacon, there is a son of a soul master in our village. He awakened his martial soul the day before yesterday and has soul power to practice. I want to give him a gift. To study at Notting College, you must have a certificate issued by the Wuhun Palace. I sincerely ask the deacon to work hard and issue a certificate for this child."

Su Yuntao was greatly surprised. There was actually a soul master hidden in this small village. Seeing Zhang San who was following Old Jack, he smiled and said: "The village chief is talking about you, right? You first summon the martial soul for me." Let me take a look."

Zhang San bowed respectfully to Su Yuntao, summoned the Blue Silver Grass, behaved respectfully, and said in a sincere tone: "Master Deacon, my martial soul is the waste martial soul Blue Silver Grass. But my father said that I have a soul. My soul power can be cultivated, but I don’t know what level my soul power is.”

Zhang San was a man of two generations, so naturally he would not show his feelings to a small Wuhun Hall deacon. The overwhelming hatred in his heart was perfectly hidden, and Su Yuntao was not able to see any flaws.

Su Yuntao nodded, took out the test crystal ball, and said with a smile: "Little brother, don't belittle yourself. The strength of the martial spirit will have some influence on the soul master, but whether a person can become a strong person is determined by the heart. Our martial arts Under the crown of Ju Douluo, one of the right-hand men of the Pope of Soul Palace, his martial soul is just a flower, but he can also cultivate to the realm of titled Douluo. Put your hand on this crystal ball, and I will test your soul power for you. You can practice even if you are only half a level, and I can issue a certificate for you."

As expected, Zhang San was born with full soul power. Su Yuntao was greatly surprised, "He was actually born with full soul power. How is that possible? Are you really the Blue Silver Grass martial spirit?"

Su Yuntao was surprised three times, and Zhang San was proud that he was not only born with full soul power, but even super full soul power, and had twin martial souls, but his face remained calm and said: "I was actually born with full soul power. Really? I don’t know what’s going on. Please ask the deacon to issue a certificate for me.”

Su Yuntao suppressed his inner surprise, wrote a certificate, and said: "Brother Zhang, are you willing to join Wuhun Palace? I can recommend you to enter Wuhun Palace Academy to study. Ju Douluo's innate soul power is only At the ninth level, you have already cultivated into a titled Douluo. If you can become a disciple of him, you may be able to achieve greater achievements."

Su Yuntao repeatedly mentioned the Titled Douluo of Wuhun Palace. Zhang San felt very bored, and did not show it at all on his face. Zhang San smiled and said: "Thank you, Mr. Deacon, for your care for Xiao San, but Lan Yincao is recognized as a waste of martial arts after all." Soul, I have never heard of a strong person with Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit, and Xiao San is not that ambitious to cultivate into a titled Douluo. Moreover, my father is seriously injured, so I can’t be too far away from my father. Studying at Notting College is enough.”

"Can I visit your parents? You have such an outstanding talent, so your parents must be extraordinary." Zhang San behaved extremely calmly, and Su Yuntao became interested in making friends. As the saying goes, many friends have many friends. Road, it never hurts to know more people.

Zhang San had already expected that Su Yuntao would ask this question, and discussed with Zhang Yuetian how to deal with it, and said calmly: "Of course you can, Mr. Deacon, please come with me. My father is a blacksmith in the village, and my family is a little simple. , I hope the deacon will not dislike it."

"A few years ago, my parents helped people hunt for soul rings. The soul beast accidentally dropped a soul bone. The noble who hired my parents wanted to kill him. My mother resisted with all her strength before sending my father away. It’s just that I lost my mother permanently after that. My father was also seriously injured in that battle and has not been able to recover to this day. I can only drink some crude ale every day to relieve the pain."

Su Yuntao looked a little embarrassed and said: "I didn't want to ask about little brother's pain. It's really inappropriate. I hope little brother Zhang doesn't mind."

Zhang San said: "It's okay, it's not your fault. It's all the world's fault. It's too difficult for us civilians to live."

Su Yuntao sighed and said: "Yes, those rich nobles don't regard us civilians as human beings at all, and beautiful young women are often captured and trafficked. Alas... why am I talking about this? . Your talent is very good, although the martial arts may not be ideal, but as long as you work hard to practice, there will always be a way out in the future."

Zhang San nodded and said, "Thank you, Mr. Deacon, I will definitely work hard."

I added in my heart, I will definitely work hard to destroy your Wuhun Palace!

While the two were talking, they had already walked to the blacksmith shop in Saint Soul Village. They saw three simple rough houses and heard violent coughing in the distance.

Zhang San said embarrassedly: "The house is a little shabby. My father's cough... I'm afraid my father's pain has relapsed. I want to go in quickly to take care of my father. Does Brother Yuntao want to go in with me?"

Su Yuntao was already here, so there was no point in leaving after reaching the door. He nodded and said: "Let's go in quickly. I brought some wound medicine with me, maybe I can provide some help."

At that moment, the two of them rushed into the blacksmith shop at a trot, and Su Yuntao felt a stench hitting the sky.

Blacksmithing is a physical job, and every time you work, you will sweat profusely. Zhang Yuetian rarely washes up, so the smell in the house is naturally not much better.

Su Yuntao suppressed his nausea, visited Zhang Yuetian's "sick body", left the wound medicine he carried with him, said some words of blessing, and left in a hurry.

Su Yuntao is known as Blind Douluo.The life and death enemy of Wuhun Palace was sitting in front of him. He only needed to report Zhang Yuetian's whereabouts, and he could have a successful career at his fingertips, but he could not see the flaw, and the great opportunity passed by.Blind Douluo deserves his title.