I of Douluo became Tang San's grass

Chapter 4 Martial Spirit Awakening

Author: Mo Mo You Wen

Chapter 4 Martial Spirit Awakening

"Little Miss Wuliu, is this bouquet big enough?" Tang San picked flowers with one hand and held a large bunch of wild flowers of various colors in the other. His usually indifferent face was now full of helplessness.

The willow tree floated in front of Tang San's eyes, watching the wild flowers filling the curve of his arm.

"Let's do it, it's bigger than yesterday's bunch, so let's put this bunch in Uncle Tang Hao's room." Wu Liu smelled the fragrant fragrance of flowers and happily circled in the air.

The ritual of a bouquet of flowers every day will never go out of style!

Tang San unskilledly gathered the flowers into a round bunch, wrapped them in large, neat green grass leaves, then carefully tied them with vines, and finally tied the bow that little Wuliu girl taught yesterday, but it was not enough.

Crooked.

Suddenly I remembered what Wuliu said when looking at the flowers: It is not only the flowers that are blooming, but also my joy.

Tang San couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and his ears covered by his hair were quietly dyed red. This little girl's mouth was so sweet, she was so happy to be traveling with him.

Besides, she was so young, who had said that in front of her? Tang San frowned secretly.

Wuliu jumped on the surrounding flowers, relying on its lightness as a swallow, floating and falling, closing its eyes, playing happily alone.

She couldn't hear Tang San's voice now. She and Tang San had made progress in exploring the reasons for mind reading and how to cut it off in the past few days. She found that as long as she wanted to block Tang San, she would not hear his voice.

Just imagine, no one wants to have strangers pry into their thoughts, so Wu Liu decisively dragged Tang San out of the conscious group chat.

Of course, now I don't know that Tang San was arranging her accidentally literary words.

"Wuliu, I'm home," Tang San held flowers in both hands, his eyes sparkling, and he was dressed in simple blue cloth, but had a calm and measured temperament.

Wu Liu looked at Tang San, always feeling that this young man was going to confess his love to the girl in the next second.

This is an illusion! An illusion!! Tang Xiaosan’s official match has not yet appeared...

Lan Yincao shook his head.

Wuliu responded briskly, borrowing strength from the flowers under her feet, and landed lightly on the flowers in Tang San's arms with a somersault.

"Tang Xiaosan, drive, drive, go forward!!" Wu Liu's excitement has not completely faded, and his voice is full of real vitality.

Tang San only raised an eyebrow at the little girl for treating him like a horse. Wu Liu had been tormenting him a lot these days.

Silently holding down some of the flowers with both hands to avoid flying out the willow tree due to too fast speed, he pointed his toes a little, and the ghost disappeared. He jumped two or three meters away, and disappeared in a few seconds.

Soon I returned home, brought out the porridge, and calmly went to wake my father up. I found a clay pot and placed this large bouquet of fragrant flowers on my father's bedside table.

Tang Hao opened his eyes, responded impatiently, and pretended to fall asleep, but after Tang San left the room, he fell into deep thought.

Mistress, I have been very happy these past few days. I pick flowers and go home in the morning, carry fish in my left hand and fruit in my right hand at noon, and go to the door to look at the stars at night. Is it worth being happy that the martial soul is about to awaken?

His cloudy eyes opened slightly, and he looked at the crooked bow tied on it. The corner of his mouth twitched. Did his son have a drink with some little girl in the village...

Forget it, why don't you get up and ask.

But, how to say this?

Ah Yin... come back soon...

There is no blacksmithing today. In the morning there is the village's annual spirit awakening ceremony. Old Jack will come to pick up Tang San later.

Tang San stirred the steaming porridge with a spoon and drank it slowly.

"Mistress, let's go." Old Jack walked slowly outside the door, leaning on a cane. The old man was in good spirits, wearing brand new clothes than usual, and had a smile on his face.

"Grandpa Jack, wait a minute, I'll finish the porridge," Tang San said, not afraid of the heat, and poured the porridge into his stomach in two or three mouthfuls.

[Tang Xiaosan, why are you drinking so fast? What should you do if you burn yourself?] Wu Liu complained dissatisfiedly in his conscious space.

[It's okay] Tang San felt slightly warm in his heart.

"Dad, I'm going out, the porridge is on the table," Xiang San told his father, and Tang San went over to help Old Jack and walked out of the house.

Tang Hao, who was left with a messy look on his face, was frozen in place as he just wanted to open the door curtain and have a heart-to-heart talk with his son.

The Wuhun Palace in the center of Holy Soul Village is just a slightly larger wooden house with the Wuhun Palace totem carved on the door.

There was a young man in his twenties who was very handsome, with short black hair, white clothes and a black cape.

There are eight children to be awakened in the village this year, and Tang San is the last one. The other seven are silently standing in a row in front of the young man. Tang San consciously walks over to the far right and stands together.

Old Jack saw a badge with three swords on the young man's left chest and saluted quickly.

"Hello, respected soul master, I'm going to trouble you this time."

There was arrogance between the young man's brows, and he bowed slightly to return the favor.

"I'm pressed for time. There are still many villages to rush to. Don't be too polite. Let's start now."

Old Jack silently swallowed a lot of what he wanted to say, leaving behind the sentence "Cooperate well with the master in awakening," and quickly walked out of the Wuhun Hall.

The young man smiled, and his attitude towards these children was much gentler, "My name is Su Yuntao, a twenty-sixth level great soul master, and I am your leader. Now, I will awaken your martial souls one by one. Remember

"No matter what happens later, don't be afraid," he said.

"Lone wolf, possessed," the whole person's aura changed drastically.

A green light flashed between Su Yuntao's eyebrows, and his eyes suddenly turned into wolf-like green round pupils, emitting a glistening green light.

At the same time, gray hairs rushed out from the exposed skin, growing longer. The muscles of the originally thin body swelled, filling up the clothes, and his hands turned into wolf claws, grabbing the air and grabbing the children in front of him.

He screamed in fright, some of his legs became weak, and he sat down on the ground.

[Ahhhhh——] Wu Liu shouted out in fear.

One white and one yellow halo appeared out of nowhere, swinging back and forth on his body. This was the soul ring.

Tang San was also so frightened by Wu Liu's loud scream in his mind that he even forgot to be afraid of the scene in front of him.

It turns out that the so-called soul master is the ability to acquire some martial souls. Master Su Yuntao's martial soul is a wolf. Once the soul power is released, it can show the green eyes, gray hair and powerful muscles of the wolf. It's such a magical world.

He suddenly discovered the charm of the soul master profession. As for his martial soul...could it be Wuliu-Lanyincao?

[What’s wrong?! Is Bluesilver Grass bad?] Wu Liu slowly calmed down and crossed his arms, his green bean-like eyes widening.

Since she was going to wake up today, Wu Liu secretly connected to Tang San's voice channel. When she heard his slightly uncertain tone, she immediately didn't care to hide the fact that she had listened to Tang San's voice without permission.

[No, no, no, Wuliu is the best] Tang San quickly comforted the little girl.

Just as Tang San and Wu Liu were communicating, the seventh child had awakened. This was a girl, floating in the pale golden light shield formed by six black stones. It was the Blue Silver Grass that had awakened.

Although it was not a farm tool, the disappointment in Su Yuntao's eyes was even more obvious.

"It's a useless martial spirit. It has no attack power, no defense, and no auxiliary abilities. Blue Silver Grass can be regarded as the standard form of a useless martial spirit." As he spoke, he handed the blue crystal ball to the girl according to the procedure, just like

As he expected, there was still no soul power appearing. It seems that this year...

"Next," Tang San stepped forward and stepped into the light barrier. As Su Yuntao's soul power was injected into him, he gently floated about twenty centimeters above the ground.

Warmth, Tang San felt that his whole body was wrapped by a warm force, and the internal force of Xuantian Kung was also moving on its own. Then, under the pull of that force, something in his body seemed to break free of its shackles, and his right hand was uncontrollable.

Lift up.

(End of chapter)