Douluo: Spirit Research Diary

Douluo Continent, Holy Soul Village.

In a dilapidated thatched house, a little boy with thin clothes and some malnutrition climbed up from the bed.

"Where is this?"

Han Tao instinctively scanned the surrounding environment. After a brief moment of silence, he began to recall his past.

The child's memory was fragmented, but he still vaguely learned the key information of "Holy Soul Village".

After thinking briefly, Han Tao understood his situation. This was the Novice Village in Douluo Continent, and he was an orphan who grew up eating the food of hundreds of families.

This dilapidated thatched house was built by the village elder Jack and the villagers together.

The village chief, Old Jack, is a kind-hearted person. Han Tao has been able to survive these years thanks to the help of Old Jack.

"Han Tao, are you there? I am Village Chief Jack!"

The village chief's voice came from outside, but Han Tao didn't answer. To be more precise, he couldn't answer now.

The language system of Douluo Continent is different from modern times, and Han Tao has just completed time travel and is still not able to speak the "dialect" of Douluo Continent very well.

Although Han Tao is still very young, as a time traveler, he maintains the highest state of reason and calmness in this extremely strange place.

He knew that Tang San and Tang Hao were also in Holy Soul Village. Once he spoke a different language system, whether they understood it or not, there would be uncontrollable risks.

But with the arrival of old Jack, he had to deal with it.

Han Tao walked out, performed the villager's courtesy towards the old village chief, and then nodded solemnly.

Old Jack was a kind and kind old man, but his behavior was not shrewd and he did not notice anything unusual about Han Tao.

"Tomorrow is the day when the martial soul awakens, so don't oversleep!"

"If you miss the time, you have to wait until next year!"

He repeatedly warned and persuaded, hoping that Han Tao would take the awakening of the martial spirit seriously. Han Tao did not speak or refute, but listened to his warnings seriously and nodded twice from time to time.

Han Tao can understand Old Jack's language and can even repeat it in a short period of time. This is the muscle memory from the mouth.

But if you want to organize your own language, you can't do it. The time traveled is too short, and Han Tao hasn't fully adapted yet.

After waiting for Old Jack to leave, Han Tao sat down on the bed and slowly exhaled.

Han Tao began to try to speak in the language of Douluo Continent.

"It's not a big deal if you don't say anything."

It is normal for a six-year-old child to be speechless with both parents dead and no one to teach him.

The next day.

Han Tao, led by the old village chief Jack, came to the center of the entire Holy Soul Village, a thatched house that was slightly less shabby.

Above the thatched house, there is a relatively elegant plaque with the three characters "Martial Soul Hall" written on it.

Han Tao didn't know those three words.

From the thatched house, a handsome young man wearing white clothes and a black cloak walked out. Immediately, Old Jack began to introduce to the children:

"This is the fighting spirit master from the Spirit Hall, Su Yuntao."

Old Jack walked up to the young man, performed a common courtesy, and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you this time!"

The villagers of Holy Soul Village are full of gratitude to Old Jack, and at the same time, Old Jack is also grateful to the personnel of Wuhun Hall.

These low-level soul masters from the Wuhun Palace come to the village every year to help children awaken their Wuhun.

what does that mean?

This means that without this soul master, Holy Soul Village will lose hope.

There was a touch of pride in Su Yuntao's eyebrows, and he bowed slightly in return.

"I don't have much time, let's start now!"

Old Jack turned around and began to admonish the children again. The content was nothing more than cooperating with the soul master.

Then the first child stepped forward.

"Lone wolf, possessed!"

Following Su Yuntao's dazzling operation, the first child's martial spirit appeared, which was a sickle.

"Weapon spirit, I'm lucky, but I don't know if it has spirit power."

But as the test continued, the light in the child's eyes dimmed.

"No soul power."

Cold words came out of Su Yuntao's mouth, and Old Jack took the child aside to comfort him.

The vast majority of people have no soul power. This Holy Soul Village has not seen a soul master for several generations, and this time is no exception.

Soon, it was Han Tao's turn to awaken his martial soul.

As the light rose, a blue-silver grass lit up from the obsidian. It was obvious that this was his martial spirit.

"Lan Yincao, useless martial soul, next."

Su Yuntao had no hope. He didn't even bother to help Han Tao test his soul power.

Hearing his words, Han Tao suddenly became anxious. How could he not test his soul power? What if he had it?

"Can you help me test my soul power?"

What is rare and valuable is that Han Tao spoke this time, and he spoke in the orthodox Douluo Continent language.

There are no mistakes and the words are clear.

"All right!"

Su Yuntao's attitude was a bit casual. He helped Han Tao test his soul power, and a weak light lit up from the stone pillar.

"Innate soul power, level 1!"

"You're so lucky, but it's a pity that he is a useless martial spirit."

It can be seen that Su Yuntao is also very happy.

He traveled to seven villages and finally awakened someone with soul power, which was rare.

To be honest, he didn't hate his job, but after working hard for a long time without any results, anyone would feel bored.

Han Tao didn't feel sorry. He didn't think there was anything wrong with the blue silver grass. After all, it was his martial soul.

After the martial soul awakened, Han Tao solemnly bowed to Su Yuntao, and then hurriedly left here, because next, it was Tang San's turn to awaken.

If he accidentally saw the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San's hand, he might become a mortal. Now he couldn't afford to gamble and didn't want to gamble.

Back in his house, Han Tao began to feel his martial soul and record the changes in his body.

"My physical fitness has improved by about 10%, the improvement effect is not obvious, and the slight difference cannot be determined."

Han Tao tested his strength after crossing, and he recorded his original physical fitness as 1.

After awakening the martial soul, he retested his strength and the value increased to 1.1.

And then, he wanted to figure out, if the soul power level is upgraded by 1 level, will his physical fitness become 1.21 or 1.2.

This is a huge gap, because the former is an exponential growth, and the latter is a fixed accumulation, and the difference is huge at high levels.

"In addition to physical fitness, soul power and mental power also need to be recorded, but I lack the method to judge mental power, so this research will be put on hold for the time being."

Han Tao sighed slightly. He was glad that he had awakened his martial soul, but also lamented the difficulty of the current situation.

Because next, he wanted to enter the Notting Soul Master Junior College, and he would also face great risks.