Douluo: Peerless Light

"Xiaoguang, grandpa is going out. You can stay at home for a while."

"OK."

The old housekeeper looked a little depressed and kept mumbling something.

"Guang Wuhun has innate first-level soul power. What can he do from now on? Alas."

After returning to the small courtyard, Qian Chaoguang went back to his room and couldn't wait to study the newly awakened martial spirit.

In his previous life, when he read through the original work, he was very curious about this magical martial spirit.

Now that I have one, how can I resist not experiencing it personally?

He took off his shirt, exposing his chest to the air.

After thousands of days of continuous exercise, traces of muscle lines can already be seen on the upper body.

Qian Chaoguang recalled the feeling when his martial soul awakened. Due to his thoughts, the soul power in his body was unconsciously aroused, and the temperature in the room also quietly dropped a little at this moment.

An ice-blue dot the size of a fist appeared on his chest, making the house even brighter.

What kind of martial spirit is this?

The original martial spirit?

Qian Chaoguang was a little confused.

Many details about martial arts were not mentioned in the original work, which made him unable to judge.

Now, except for feeling a slight coolness in the area where the blue light appeared, he didn't feel anything special.

I don't feel that my physical fitness has improved significantly, and there doesn't seem to be any other increase. It's really strange.

He took a piece of paper from the side and put it on his chest, and used his mind to work hard to move the trace of soul power in his body towards the location of the martial soul.

After a moment, a beam of blue light shot forward, and the temperature in the room seemed to be lower.

There were also some fine ice particles on the paper.

Qian Chaoguang put it down and put on his shirt again.

The martial soul has finally awakened, and it's very special. It looks cool, but I don't know what it's used for.

Forget it, we don’t intend to win based on the strength of the martial spirit anyway, so we can do whatever we want.

Having a hint of ice attribute is an unexpected blessing, and it should increase the success rate of my attempt to collect Tianmeng Ice Silkworms five years later.

Since my martial soul manifests itself in the form of light and possesses some ice attributes, I might as well call it the Light of Extreme Ice.

As for the name, it's better to choose something nicer.

Qian Chaoguang no longer struggled with his martial spirit, turned around and picked up the long knife standing by the wall and walked out.

The awakening of the martial soul has delayed half the morning, and today's training plan has not been completed yet.

While Qian Chaoguang was sweating profusely in the small courtyard, the Duchess was listening to the report of the middle-aged man before.

"What kind of martial spirit do you think Mr. Zhu's adopted grandson has awakened? Light?"

The middle-aged man replied respectfully: "Yes ma'am, it's just that his martial spirit looks a little strange, not like the usual light-based martial arts spirits."

The Duchess sneered and said disdainfully: "So what? He's just a waste with first-level innate soul power. The old disease in Mr. Zhu's body is getting worse day by day. Even if a titled Douluo of the healing system can take action, he will at most be able to recover. He has five years left to live. I want to see how this little brat can protect those bitches in the future!"

At this point, she gritted her teeth again, her voice almost squeezing out from between her teeth.

"The original martial soul eyes, innate ninth-level soul power! She is a bitch who is not even a soul master, how can she give birth to such a good child! Do what I tell you as soon as possible!"

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice: "But madam, are we really not going to tell the master? A body martial soul with innate ninth-level soul power has a great chance of entering Shrek. In the future, the Duke Discover"

Before he could finish speaking, he was rudely interrupted by the Duchess.

"I am the master and you are the master? Do I need you to teach me how to do things?"

"My subordinates dare not."

"Why don't you get out of here quickly?"

"Subordinates resign"

The Duchess angrily placed the tea cup she was holding on the table with a sneer.

"Shrek? Damn! Is that little bitch worthy? Without a recommendation letter at the level of a city lord, how could she get into Shrek!"

After lunch, the old housekeeper handed Qian Chaoguang a meditation method.

After he had a rough look at it and memorized it by heart, he took him out of the door and walked towards the forging room in the Duke's Palace.

In the tinkling forging room, the old housekeeper introduced Qian Chaoguang to a very excellent blacksmith.

Although this old blacksmith is not a soul master, his level of forging alone is by no means worse than those of mid-to-high-level soul masters.

The special long knife that Qian Chaoguang has used for daily training in the past few years is his masterpiece.

Under the preliminary guidance of the old blacksmith, he picked up two forging hammers and began his own forging learning.

The old blacksmith stood aside with a smile on his face, observing Qian Chaoguang's body movements, and said with satisfaction: "Okay, Lao Zhu, your grandson is really not bad. He has a strong body and a quick mind. Don't worry, since you If you tell me, I will completely hand over my skills to him. There are not many little guys who are willing to work hard on forging now."

The old housekeeper showed a wry smile and said: "Chaoguang, this kid has been sensible since he was a child, but his innate soul power is really not what he expected. If I can learn a craft from you, I will be able to support my family in the future."

"Come on, Lao Zhu, think about it. This kid is very enlightened. He might be able to become a soul master. Besides, if you look at his awesomeness, how does he look like a six-year-old child? Even if he joins the army under the duke in the future, , and it will definitely be a good job.”

"I hope so"

"I'll find a recipe for you in two days. My old man got it from nowhere back then. It's said to be very effective. Go grab some medicine and give Xiaoguang a medicinal bath or something. Don't waste this time on him. Brute force.”

The two old men were talking about Qian Chaoguang's future while looking at each other, but he himself didn't hear so much at all.

Now he is completely immersed in the world of forging, sweating hard.

As the hammer fell one after another, the Golden Body Art began to operate unconsciously.

He felt that every muscle in his body was tense, undergoing the tempering of his own body and soul power, as if he had become a piece of metal being forged.

Every time he exerted his whole body and mind, Qian Chaoguang could actually feel a different kind of pleasure, as if his whole body was translucent.

The originally painful mechanical movements became the best aid for his cultivation, and his physique was improving rapidly.

The blacksmiths on the side gradually put down their work and focused their attention.

It is simply incredible that a six-year-old child can persist in swinging a hammer for so long.

The old blacksmith said proudly: "His name is Qian Chaoguang. He is my new apprentice. You will have to take good care of him from now on."

In this way, until Qian Chaoguang was almost exhausted, he followed the old housekeeper back to the small courtyard.

During the forging process, the progress of the Golden Body Technique far exceeded his expectations.

If he could persist in this high-intensity forging every day, he should be able to complete the first level of the Golden Body Art in less than five years.

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