Wuhun Lingzhu starting from Douluo

Chapter 333 Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan

"Weekend, fighting spirit, ninth level, advanced level!"

The loud voice rang in Weekend's ears, mixed with the awakening memory, and the sounds coming from his ears, making Weekend feel a little dazed.

"So strong, I didn't expect to be promoted to the ninth level of fighting spirit."

"With such a talent, I am afraid that only Xiao Yan from two years ago in the family can hold down one head, right?"

"Stabilize one end? Huh! Xiao Yan is the son of the clan leader. He started practicing fighting spirit at the age of four, and his resources have never been exhausted.

This weekend is just good luck, and I was adopted by the clan leader. I only started practicing Dou Qi when I was almost six years old. How can I be as good as Xiao Yan with the resources I obtained?"

"In this way, his talent this weekend is no worse than Xiao Yan's!"

Over the weekend, he returned to his original state very quickly. He looked at the inspector next to him who had his eyes focused on him, nodded to him, turned around and walked away.

The inspectors looked at Weekend and sighed in their hearts. Although he was not of Xiao family blood, he had been adopted by the clan leader since he was a child, so he was no different from ordinary clan members.

Coupled with such talent, he will definitely be the mainstay of his family in the future.

Weekend looked at the hundreds of young people in front of him, his steps were a little awkward, and he walked down.

"What a weak body, what a weak soul control, what a...familiar feeling!" Weekend recalled the familiar feeling in his heart.

It feels like a mortal, weak.

This time travel is indeed different from the past.

The first few times I traveled through.

It can be said that the reincarnation of the weekend has a strong connection with the original body.

But this time, I can only feel the main body vaguely, and cannot connect them together at all.

The feeling of traveling across the world still remains in my heart.

Thinking back to that feeling, it was like using a thin body to penetrate that ten thousand-foot waterfall, and the huge pressure could shatter the body into pieces.

At that weekend, I thought the time travel was going to fail.

As a result, this new time-travel mode is indeed magical, and the time-travel was still completed, and then reincarnated.

And he was lucky enough to be reincarnated in Wutan City, just as the son of an ordinary hawker.

When the Xiao family was fighting to visit the market, he was accidentally injured and died. The person injured by accident was Xiao Zhan.

Feeling ashamed, Xiao Zhan adopted Zhou Xing, who was more than five years old at the time.

Then he started to be exposed to cultivation and training until he is now 15 years old.

He is just one year older than Xiao Yan, and this year is the second year of Xiao Yan's cultivation. The plot will begin in another year.

This time's time travel can be said to be more embarrassing and slightly shabby.

There is a very rare small amount of original power hidden in Zhou Xing's mind, and he feels a little bitter in his heart. I am afraid that this is only enough to create a decent martial spirit.

"The Dou Qi system is already very powerful. It seems that with the help of only one martial spirit, we still have to figure out other details from the Dou Qi system." These thoughts flashed through Zhou Qi's mind.

The teenagers surrounding him kept opening a path, making the weekend ahead clear.

Until I walked next to a young boy and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.

"Don't worry about other people, brother, I believe you will recover." Weekend patted the boy on the shoulder.

This young man was Xiao Yan. Although he had not awakened during the previous weekend, his personality was not much different from his original one.

Although he is aloof on weekends, he is sometimes very calculating and likes to hide behind the scenes.

But he cherished his relatives and friends very much, so he always comforted Xiao Yan.

It's just that Xiao Yan two years ago was a great genius, and he was surrounded by many people.

He doesn't seem to be that close to his brother, who is not related by blood.

In the past two years, there are only a few people such as weekends who have not alienated Xiao Yan.

This made Xiao Yan avoid weekends all the time. After all, even Xiao Xun'er was carrying him on his back, let alone weekends.

Only Xiao Zhan is better.

So Xiao Yan just hummed and looked at his toes uncomfortably, as if there was something new and different about him.

"Next, Xiao Yan!"

Xiao Yan seemed to be relieved and walked quickly towards the detection stone tablet on the central stone platform.

Looking at the unchanged scene over the weekend, Xiao Yan hid aside in despair and secretly mocked the other clan members.

He shook his head slightly.

"I don't know how much strength Yao Lao has regained now." Weekend glanced at Xiao Yan's back. "Although these three years have been uncomfortable, they have also been of great benefit to you and can also change your original arrogant personality!"

On the weekend, I turned around and walked back towards a back mountain.

…

On the edge of a grass field, weekend was lying there with a big character, eyes closed, feeling everything in the body.

A new kind of power is slowly beating in the body.

Weak body, weak soul.

"Without the original extremely high-quality soul, nor the ultimate control and perception, this feeling of weakness is uncomfortable, but also has some gains." Weekend thought with a smile on his lips.

The so-called weakness of the weekend soul is compared to the main body.

If it were for this world, it would be much more powerful than ordinary people.

Even Xiao Yan, who has traveled through a lifetime, is weaker than the current weekend.

"The soul realm in this world is divided into four realms: mortal realm, spiritual realm, heavenly realm, and imperial realm. The span from mortal realm to spiritual realm is very huge." Weekend squinted his eyes and thought.

Among them, the spiritual realm can refine eighth-grade elixirs, which can be recognized as the eighth-grade soul strength.

Mortal realm is from level zero to level seven, which can be roughly divided like this.

"Based on the strength of my soul, it should be at level five or six!" Weekend said uncertainly.

After all, there is no clear comparison, there is only one Xiao Yan who can make a reluctant comparison.

This kind of soul strength is due to the fact that it has become much stronger again after awakening.

Before awakening, he was probably a little weaker than Xiao Yan.

That’s why I can have such talent for cultivation on weekends.

I put my perception in my mind over the weekend, and a ball of original power appeared in my gratitude.

"For me now, the most important thing is someone who can assist me in my cultivation and also have the ability to attack. After all, the system in this world is very good. It can be said to have the highest potential besides the Celestial Master." Weekend thought in comparison.

"Beyond that, it's about deepening the connection with the true body, so that you don't become stronger and unable to bring back the gains."

Regarding these two points, after thinking about them over the weekend, I came up with my thoughts.

"As an auxiliary to training, elixirs are indeed the most important for Dou Qi." The corners of Zhou Zhou's mouth rose slightly.

Regarding the attributes in the body, one can also detect them on weekends.

Although it is not noticeable outside the body, it is trivial inside the body.

Fire belt wood happens to be the attribute of the alchemist.

"Alchemy cannot be made without fire, alchemy furnace? No, the original power is not enough, and it cannot condense a good alchemy furnace type martial spirit."

Weekend frowned slightly and thought for a while, then an idea appeared in his mind.

"A fan to fan the fire!" Zhou Zhou narrowed his eyes and immediately thought of the boy fanning the flames of the Bagua furnace.

Combined with the characteristics of this world, those various animal fires and strange fires.

Weekend's eyes lit up and he blurted out: "Five fires and seven birds fan!"

(End of chapter)