"Xiao Gang, I'm sorry for you this time."
In front of the door of the Pope's Hall in Wuhun City, Yu Xiaogang, Fred and Zao Wou-Ki were 'guarded' by a group of Templars of the Wuhun Palace.The three of them came to Wuhun City for a small gathering after the Light Festival, and before they had a few drinks, they were approached by the Templar in Wuhun City, but it was because of Zhao Wouji's affair that was exposed.Five years ago, after the death of the previous generation of Pope Chihiro, there was a period of chaos in the management of the Wuhun Palace, which led to the lack of control of many soul masters, and with the promotion of well-intentioned people, many bandits and murderers emerged.Zhao Wou-Ki was also angry and made some trouble back then, and a direct conflict broke out with the deacon sent by the Wuhun Hall three years ago, and he became famous after escaping from the pursuit of the sixteen bishops of the Wuhun Palace, and got the nickname of the King of Fudo.Zhao Wouji's behavior must have been registered in the Wuhun Palace, and if he was discovered in Wuhun City, the end would definitely not be too good, but the strange thing is that after the powerhouses of the Wuhun Hall surrounded them, they did not make a move, but said that the Pope wanted to see Yu Xiaogang, who had the lowest cultivation among them.Fred knew some of Yu Xiaogang's past events, and naturally felt sorry for today's incident."
Boss Fu, you and Brother Zhao will wait for me for a while."
Yu Xiaogang turned his head to Fred and Yu Xiaogang and said a word, and then entered the Pope's Hall under the leadership of the Templar Knight, the golden Papal Hall did not let him look away, and when he came to the side hall of the council chamber, he moved his gaze to the center of the side hall.Pope Bibi Dong was at the desk at this time, dealing with tedious affairs, and when he heard the footsteps, he looked up, and the eyes of the two collided in the air like that, without any sparks.There was something more in Yu Xiaogang's indifferent gaze, there were apologies, memories, and more of them.Bibi Dong's gaze also changed complicatedly, and finally returned to calm."
You're here.I haven't seen you for a long time, and I haven't seen me when I came to Wuhun City, if it weren't for Zao Wou-ki's incident, I'm afraid you wouldn't want to come at all. ”Bibi Dong's soft and beautiful voice is easy to make people feel like a spring breeze...coM Yu Xiaogang's gaze became difficult, and he said in a deep voice: "I......
I don't know how to meet you, we have changed a lot over the years, you are the Pope of the Martial Spirit Palace, and I am just an outcast of the Blue Electric Overlord Sect. ”Bibi Dong stared at Yu Xiaogang, "Blue Electric Overlord Sect?
Are you reminding me of something!
”"Your Majesty, I don't mean anything else, but I think that some of the practices of the Wuhun Hall over the years are really a bit ......"
Yu Xiaogang thought that he had already let go, but when he saw Bibi Dong again, he couldn't help but stir up in his heart, and he thought of the recent situation of his family, and there were some words in his heart that were not happy."
Are you teaching me to do things, trying to convince me to give up the suppression of the Blue Electric Overlord Sect?
Yu Xiaogang, I didn't expect that after so many years, you are still so naïve. ”Before Yu Xiaogang could say a few words, Bibi Dong interrupted him, a pair of beautiful eyes closed slightly, took a deep breath and looked at Yu Xiaogang again, she suddenly smiled, "After so many years, it seems that I am too persistent."
You are no longer the Yu Xiaogang you were back then, but you are still so naïve.And I'm not Bibi Dong anymore.That's it, there is nothing to say about the matter between you and me in the future, you go, the matter of Zao Wou-Ki, the Wuhun Hall will not pursue it anymore. ”"This ......
Well, goodbye. ”Yu Xiaogang hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to get up and leave, because he didn't know what he should say, and the relationship between them had already ended, so it was okay to make it clear and understand.Yu Xiaogang's figure disappeared into the depths of the arch, Bibi Dong kept looking at him, and when his back disappeared completely, Bibi Dong smiled, laughing with tears, tears dripping down his chin and falling to the ground.She suddenly felt ridiculous, after so many years, why did she give her original self a hope.Everything has passed, and she is no longer the self she once was, after all, she wants to say goodbye to the past.She has become a demigod, and this person will only be a memory in her long life after all, and she really should let go.…… Douluo Continent, the southwest of the Heaven Dou Empire, the south of Notting City, the Holy Soul Village.This is a small village with only more than 300 households, and it was named after a soul master who had walked out of the soul saint level a hundred years ago, which is also the eternal pride of the Holy Soul Village.Most of the outside of Holy Soul Village is farming, and a large area of farmland produces grain and vegetables, except for some villagers for their own use, most of them are supplied to Notting City, and farming is also the main means of economic income for the villagers.In the distance, when a faint white of fish belly rose in the east, a thin figure about five or six years old sat on the top of a small hill that was only more than 100 meters high adjacent to the Holy Soul Village.He sat on the top of the mountain, staring at the rising sun in the east with his eyes, seizing the opportunity to operate the exercises, and when he opened his eyes again, there was a faint purple color in his eyes."
Hey!
It's a pity that the cultivation has stagnated during this period of time, and I don't know when I will be able to break the bottleneck. ”The boy sighed and got up, making a helpless expression that should never be at his age, shook his head, patted his ass and threw himself down the hill.At this time, if anyone saw him, they would be very surprised, this little boy could get close to a foot with every step he took, and the potholed ground in the mountains had no effect on him at all, and he easily avoided it, and traveled much faster than an adult.The boy's name was Tang San, the son of Tang Hao, a blacksmith in the village, and children of the same age in the village often made fun of him by his name, but Tang San was very satisfied in his heart.Because he has a secret in his heart, and this name is very much to his heart.The boy Tang San went all the way to the only blacksmith shop in the village, which was his home, and his father was drunk and collapsed in the bedroom.He came to the stove, skillfully stepped on the wooden stool, lifted the lid of the big iron pot, and the fragrant rice came from the nose, and the porridge in the pot was already cooked.Every day before going up the mountain, Tang San would put the rice in the pot, make firewood, and when he came back, the porridge was also cooked.It's a pity that the Baiyang rice porridge that the village church supplies to the children every month can only be drunk on the spot, otherwise it can also replenish the father's body.Daily alcoholism can do a lot of harm to the body......"
Tang San sighed and then beat the porridge, smelling the slight aroma of the gruel, but he couldn't help but think of the Baiyang rice porridge in the church, "I don't know what kind of force this Wuhun Hall is, and it actually uses that precious spiritual rice to nourish the body of children."
Old Jack Dashu has changed since he went to Wuhun City, and a church has been built in the village, a soul master, and a martial soul hall, but unfortunately I haven't awakened the martial soul yet, and I still know too little about this world. ”"Tang Hao, Tang Hao......"
Tang San was about to call his father out to drink porridge, when suddenly there was a shout from outside the door, he recognized this voice, it was Jack, the village elder of the Holy Soul Village, and he hurriedly came to the door to greet him.At the door of the blacksmith shop came an old man who looked to be in his fifties, slender and long, but in good spirits, his clothes were clean and tidy, and his hair was meticulously combed, he was none other than Jack, the village elder of the Holy Soul Village, and the presiding priest of the Holy Soul Village Church."
Little San, come to Old Grandpa Jack's side."
Old Jack waved his hand to Tang San, and he also brought a rice ball in his hand, Tang San's eyes lit up when he looked at the rice ball in his hand.He knew that this old Jack village chief was a good man, and the people in the village respected him very much, and in the early years, when Tang San's family was in the most difficult time, he didn't send food over.Originally, his father Tang Hao also had a lot of respect for this old man, although his attitude was a little colder, but since last year, the village chief took a pilgrimage road and went to the legendary Wuhun City, and after coming back, he seemed to be much younger, and then began to build a church in the village to preach the god of bright angels.Tang San still remembers that on the day when the church in the village was established, everyone was extremely happy, except for his father Tang Hao, who rarely did not drink heavily that day, but played iron all night, and from the next day, his attitude towards the village chief of Old Jack changed."
What's the matter!"
A cold voice came from the bedroom of the blacksmith's shop, and a tall figure walked out with somewhat stumbling steps.He is Tang San's father, Tang Hao, a man who looks like he is in his fifties and looks about the same age as Old Jack, who has become younger.His figure is very tall and burly, but his dress is not flattering.A torn robe was worn on Tang Hao's body, there was not even a patch on it, revealing the bronzed skin below, but the facial features that were quite upright were covered with a layer of waxy yellow, with sleepy eyes, his hair was messy like a bird's nest, and his beard had not been tidied up for I don't know how many days.His gaze was dull and dim, and even though the night had passed, the smell of wine on his body made people frown.Old Jack glanced at Tang Hao dissatisfied, and said in a deep voice: "Tang Hao, the junior is almost six years old."
The deacon of the Martial Spirit Branch Hall of Notting City just came to the news that he would come to the village to hold an awakening ceremony in two days, and Xiao San should also participate this year. ”"Wuhun Hall awakens the martial soul for people, hey, buy people's hearts."
Tang Hao's tone was indifferent, and he even had a little hostility when he talked about the Martial Spirit Palace.Old Jack looked extremely angry, "Tang Hao, pay attention to your words, how can you slander the Martial Spirit Palace, this is the representative of the God of Angels in the world."
Do you know how wrong this kind of behavior is, even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about the junior.I have watched this child grow up since he was a child, how obedient and sensible he is, it is because of you, an uncompetitive father, that he has such a bad life.Since Xiao San calls me grandpa, I will be responsible for him.This time awaken the martial soul, even if Xiao San fails to awaken the innate soul power, I will find a way to make him a soul master, it really can't be like my old man to become a priest and priest, and get the soul power of God to serve......"
"Bang dang ......"
Old Jack had not finished speaking, Tang Hao, who was drinking porridge, suddenly put down the bowl with a gap, and the edge of the bowl smashed on the stove with a muffled sound.Tang Hao's palm holding the bowl was clenched tightly, and he said in a deep voice: "My son, it is impossible to be some bullshit priest and pastor, and run to serve that angel god."
Don't worry, he must have soul power. ”Old Jack was very dissatisfied with Tang Hao's attitude, but Tang Hao, who was talking like this in front of him, made him feel pressured, so he had to say coldly: "You ......
Forget it, what am I arguing with you about. ”Tang Hao didn't say much, glanced at Old Jack, then at Tang San, and said indifferently: "Forget it, let him participate in the awakening ceremony."
When that day came, I asked him to meet at the church. ”Old Jack said: "Three days later, I will pick up the junior."
Ay!
Pay attention to yourself. ”Tang Hao nodded, then ignored the village chief, walked to the stove and made a bowl of porridge, gobbling it up to himself, not caring about Tang San at all."
Little San, you can eat this, don't waste it on a certain drunk."
Old Jack glared at Tang Hao dissatisfied, and then handed the rice ball in his hand to Tang San's mouth, and watched the child finish eating before leaving."
Martial Soul Awakening?
Will this be my chance to break through the bottleneck?
”After Old Jack left, Tang San began to deal with the messy stove that Tang Hao had made, and when he was dealing with things, he couldn't help but think of the awakening of the martial soul, he could feel that his father seemed to have some entanglements with the martial soul hall.…… In the early morning of the third day, Tang San and Old Jack came to the church in the center of the village.This was originally the Wuhun Hall in the village, of course, it was just a small wooden house at first, until the village elder Jack came back from a pilgrimage road, and then mobilized the villagers to repair it, which has its current appearance, which is quite a good building.This was not the first time Tang San had come to the church in the village, when he entered the church, the first thing he saw was a large cauldron, thick porridge was boiling in the pot, and a group of children who had not awakened the martial soul were drooling there."
Baiyang rice porridge, according to how many times I have inquired about the village chief, according to him, this thing is hard to find in the outside world, but the Martial Spirit Hall uses it for the unawakened martial soul every month, and they don't have the exercises to refine the energy, it's really a waste."
Tang San secretly thought to himself in his heart, but his steps were not slow, he came to the pot and waited for the old Jack village chief to share the porridge, but this time the old Jack village chief did not share the porridge for the first time, but kept waiting.After a while, a young man in his twenties came to the church, he was dressed in a white power suit, with a black cloak on his back, and a fist-sized soul character in the center of his chest.This is the standard attire of the direct personnel of the Wuhun Palace."
Deacon Su Yuntao.""
Old Father Jack."
After Old Jack and this Deacon Su Yuntao greeted each other, Old Jack began to divide the porridge, "Deacon Su Yuntao, this porridge has just come out of the pot, you shouldn't have eaten breakfast yet, come to a bowl to cushion your stomach, there are eight children who need martial soul awakening today." ”"This ......
Thank you, Father......"
Su Yuntao hesitated, but finally accepted, as an insider of the Martial Spirit Palace, he knew the preciousness of this white yang rice, except for a part of it that was directly allocated to various parts of the continent to cultivate children who had not awakened the martial soul, the remaining one or two were sky-high.Tang San carefully observed Su Yuntao, thinking to himself, "This is the deacon of the Martial Spirit Palace?"
It seems that his footsteps are vain and his strength is average, and he wasted his porridge and robbed me of my share. ”After a bowl of hot porridge, Su Yuntao began to awaken the martial souls for the eight children, including Tang San, the martial souls in the Holy Soul Village were diverse and strange, and Tang San could be regarded as an eye-opener this time."
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Father Jack, this time there are three souls in your Holy Soul Village, which is also a good thing.However, the boy of the Scythe Martial Soul and the girl of the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul have less than one level of innate soul power. ”Before leaving, Su Yuntao admonished: "It's another Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul who is full of innate soul power, but you can cultivate it well......"
"It turns out, this is soul power, soul master......"
When Su Yuntao said goodbye to Old Jack, Tang San seemed a little in a trance, maybe it was the first time he had encountered such a tricky problem, or maybe it was something else, in short, he would embark on a different path.