All Realms Sign-in from Hokage

"Although it's a white spirit ring again, this time the spirit ring seems to have started to turn a little yellowish. I don't know how old it is from a wild boar."

Night Breeze shook his head.

This is not the first time he has hunted ten-year-old soul beasts.

He remembered the first time he saw the white spirit ring, the spirit ring was only faintly visible, very pale white.

And since then.

Night Breeze would come across some soul beasts from time to time.

Although these soul beasts would all be killed by Night Breeze with one blow, judging from the color of their soul rings after death, the strength of these soul beasts seemed to be increasing.

This made Night Breeze feel that things were a little weird.

but.

Night Breeze was not worried about the harm that the soul beast would do to the holy soul village.

After all, there is still Tang Hao's Titled Douluo sitting in the village.

next.

Night Breeze skillfully skinned and bled to make a fire.

Warm up a jug of wine.

The delicious barbecue started again.

Now Yefeng's life is really three small barbecues a day.

Never leave the wine.

But no one ever saw him drunk.

While Night Breeze was feasting.

On a big tree far away.

Tang Hao looked thoughtfully at Night Breeze who was eating alone.

The frown became tighter and tighter.

"This brat, who obviously doesn't even have a Martial Soul, can even instantly kill a 60-year-old Hurricane Pig. What is his origin?"

Tang Hao shook his head.

Generally speaking.

A soul master's talent depends on his own blood.

The blood is naturally passed down from the parents.

Performance like Night Breeze.

His parents must also be extremely skilled.

But Tang Hao thought about it carefully.

Apart from him, it seems that no other Titled Douluo would have a child of this age.

After all, not everyone can become a Title Douluo at such a young age.

"Humph!"

"Can't you drag it back to the village and roast it after killing the soul beast?"

"Each time, I eat fresh ones and give us the leftovers. Next time I'll catch the first hundred-year-old soul beast and see if you can do it!"

.........

"It's getting late, it's almost time to go back."

After eating and drinking.

Night Breeze looked up at the sky.

Judging from the position of the sun.

It is estimated to be more than four o'clock in the afternoon.

Night Breeze tied the leftover half of the blast pig with hemp rope.

on his weak body.

I am going to take it back to reward Old Tang and Xiao Tang.

Lest people say behind his back that he likes to eat alone.

.........

Holy Soul Village.

Tang family blacksmith shop.

Tang Hao and Tang San were standing at the door talking to an old man with gray hair.

but.

It was obvious that Tang Hao was a little impatient.

After swearing, he turned around and went back to the house to sleep.

This raised the old man's beard.

"Hey, old man, why are you here today?" Night Breeze opened the door and greeted the old man with a smile.

The old man was about sixty years old.

Although he looked thin and thin, he was very energetic, even more energetic than Tang Hao, the title Douluo.

He is a legendary figure in Douluo.

old jack.

"Xiaofeng is back too. That's just right. You and Xiaosan are both six years old this year. In three days, the deacon of the Wuhun Temple in Notting City will come to our village to awaken your Wuhun. You will be there on that day." Don't go out and mess around anymore, but don't be late and miss the big event in your life."

Old Jack instructed Night Breeze and Tang San earnestly.

In fact, he was also for the future happiness of Tang San and Ye Feng.

But what he said made Night Breeze feel quite speechless.

"Old Jack, you have to speak clearly. What do you mean me and Xiaosan go out to mess around? The two of us obviously went out to sweat, how can it be called messing around?" Night Breeze couldn't help correcting the old man. Jack was full of inducing words.

"Brother Feng...if you don't know how to say it...you should stop talking..."

Tang San glanced at Night Breeze with a depressed expression.

Through the in-depth contact of this year.

Tang San already knew Night Breeze's character well.

He, Brother Feng, seemed to be born with a special ability. He could talk about things that were normal, as if he was playing tricks, which was very weird.

"Grandpa Jack, what is the awakening ceremony you mentioned, can each of us awaken the spirit?" Tang San asked curiously.

"You're right. Each of us has our own martial soul in our body. Generally speaking, we ordinary people without power can awaken their martial soul with the help of the deacon of the martial soul hall after they reach the age of six." , as long as you awaken your martial spirit, even if you can't become soul masters in the future, your abilities in some aspects will be enhanced, so you should all understand, right?"

Old Jack said earnestly.

Wu

Soul awakening is the most important thing for civilians.

Even if you can't awaken any powerful martial soul, you can't become a glorious soul master, even if you can awaken some hoe and sickle, can't you still save a lot of money for blacksmithing?

"Ability in certain aspects? Sorry, I don't understand. After all, I am still a child."

Night Breeze shook his head suddenly.

He felt that Old Jack must be connoting something.

but.

Both he and Tang San are only six years old!

Can you, old man, stop saying such things to them?

"You child...I really admire you..."

Old Jack gave Night Breeze a helpless look.

You still know you are a child?

Engage in connotation at every turn.

Originally, in the old Jack's dictionary, the future meant the future.

It's better now.

The future has really become the future!

You said that old Jack is getting old, where will he go in the future?

After old Jack left.

Tang San looked at Night Breeze thoughtfully and asked: "Brother Feng, what kind of martial spirit do you think we will awaken? Will we become soul masters?"

Night Breeze glanced at Tang San, and said meaningfully: "Don't think about it, it's useless to think about this kind of thing too much, let's talk about it in the future."

There is nothing wrong with saying this.

Doesn't the future situation have to be known in the future?

.........

The next few days.

Tang San was carrying out daily training as usual.

As for Night Breeze.

He didn't go out very much in the past few days, and he held a bundle of blue silver grass every day, pulling out the leaves one by one.

"The best martial soul, the trash martial soul, the best martial soul, the trash martial soul."

"Hey..."

"What kind of martial soul will I awaken?"

That's right.

This is the current Night Breeze.

He clearly told Tang San not to think too many useless things.

But he couldn't help thinking about it himself.

After all, it is in the plane of Douluo Continent.

Martial spirit is really too important!