Kunpeng of Douluo is alive

Goat Village is located at the foot of the Star Forest Mountains, surrounded by towering peaks and majestic mountains.

In the early morning, the morning glow is brilliant, falling like broken gold, bathing people in warmth.Goat Village is very quiet. At this time, every household has not yet gotten up. "Hoo-ho-ho" rapid breathing came from a child who looked to be five or six years old. His name was Xiao Yi, and he was the only child in the village who lost his father and mother.

"Get stronger! Get stronger! Get stronger!" Xiao Yi kept chanting silently. His body was already exhausted, but his will propped up his body and made him run.Every step is run with strong will.Xiao Yi has been getting up very early every day since he was four years old. With constant practice, he has gradually become a scenery in the village.

"This child is so pitiful. If his parents didn't have..." one villager said, and the others nodded in agreement.Villager: "He is so strong. He gets up before dawn every day and runs like this. In addition to eating and sleeping at the village chief's house, he spends the rest of the day either training in the back mountains or competing with goats. He has been doing this for two years. High-intensity exercise will be too much, right?"

Xiao Yi fell to the ground tiredly with a "pop" sound. Pain and fatigue entered his brain from his whole body. Xiao Yi wanted to get up but it was too painful and he lost all his strength.Suddenly, Xiao Yi saw a figure rushing over and closed his eyes and lost consciousness.The figure who rushed out was the village chief. When the villagers saw Xiao Yi fell, they hurriedly ran over. The village chief carried Xiao Yi on his back and said: "Xiao Yi, I told you there is no need to force yourself. Now you feel uncomfortable, don't you?" Although he was teaching Xiao Yi a lesson, he was extremely anxious in his heart, fearing that something would happen to him, so he hurriedly ran into the house and put Xiao Yi on the bed.Finding that his consciousness was blurred and his body was hot, he took out a towel from the old clothes rail, wet it and wiped it, and then threw some herbs that exuded an extraordinary smell into the bathtub.

Xiao Yi slept in a daze all day, lying motionless on the bed. Suddenly he sat up suddenly and looked around carefully. Hearing the noise outside the house, he got up, straightened himself up and walked out the door. "The madman is awake!" the villagers shouted.Madman was nicknamed by everyone, and everyone called him that. Xiao Yi was already used to it. Seeing such a noise, he asked: "What happened?" The villagers immediately replied: "Forgot... Oh! Go to the church quickly, Wuhun The master of the palace came to the village one day in advance to awaken the martial spirit."

"Awakening the martial spirit!!!" Four words echoed in his ears. Xiao Yi rushed to the church without thinking much, leaving behind a polite "Thank you!"

Seeing his anxious look, the villagers joked: "You are really crazy. After living in the village for so long, you are so excited that you don't even know you are walking in the opposite direction." Xiao Yi didn't run far, and naturally heard what the villagers said, and couldn't help but sigh. , ran in the other direction.

Not long after, Xiao Yi arrived at the church.The village chief was not surprised when he saw Xiao Yi coming. Instead, a smile flashed in his eyes and he led him into the inner hall.

The old man in gray clothes with his back turned turned around when he heard someone coming and said: "Hurry up! You're wasting my time and made me wait for you for 10 minutes. If it weren't for the twenty golden souls, On the face of the coin, I left long ago." Hearing this, the village chief hurriedly pushed Xiao Yi to the master and exited the church.

"20 gold soul coins, the village chief grandfather..." Xiao Yi became more determined to become a soul master.