The legend of the evil spirit of Douluo

Chapter 1 Soul Piercing Douluo
Douluo Continent, southwest of the Heaven Dou Empire, Fasno Province.

Qingshan Village, a small village with only a hundred households, is located in the southeast of Notting City in Fasno Province.

There are fertile fields in front and green hills in the back.

Due to the backing of the green hills, the men in this village have good hunting skills.

Most of the returned prey will be preserved, waiting to be brought to Notting City sometime, and sold for a good price.

There are always some nobles in Notting City who like this, so Qingshan Village has relied on hunting for a hundred years to make ends meet.

Of course, in addition to hunting, men also cultivate crops to obtain food, while women cook and weave clothes at home.

The sun is setting, and the gorgeous fire clouds are hanging in the sky.

In a courtyard, a boy who looked only five or six brandished a wooden gun.

The little boy has a strong body, a delicate face, beautiful features, a pair of big eyes blinking, shining with agility.

The wooden gun was flexible in the little boy's hands, and it was blown by gusts of wind.

Comes like the wind, goes like an arrow, with a well-proportioned body, holding a gun upright, deep and unrevealed, like a master who has been immersed in marksmanship for at least ten years.

If there was a middle-aged man in the courtyard at this time, it might be normal, but what was strange was that such solid marksmanship appeared on a boy who seemed to be only five or six years old.

Or stop, or take, or dial, the movements are flowing and flowing, without any sense of stagnation.

"drink!"

A single shot is aimed at a boulder in the courtyard like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole or a black dragon poking its claws.

puff!
The hard boulder was pierced by the wooden gun, and the wooden gun was firmly nailed to the boulder.

Pulling out the wooden gun, the little boy took a few steps back and strode towards the boulder, waving the wooden gun in his hand.

It was another shot, but for some reason, the speed of the spear this time was faster than the last time.

Bang!
The wooden spear fell on the boulder, and the boulder exploded and shattered all over the place, but the wooden spear was intact.

Looking at the gravel in front of him, the little boy wiped the sweat off his face, and there was a thoughtful expression in his eyes that should never have appeared at his age.

"With or without the blessing of soul power, the resulting power seems to be very different!"

After a brief wash, the little boy cleaned up the courtyard.

Just as the little boy finished cleaning the courtyard, a deep voice came from outside.

"Xiao Nianchen, see what Dad brought back for you?"

Bang!

The door was knocked open, and a burly, eight-foot-tall, middle-aged man came in carrying a wild boar.

The middle-aged man's skin was a healthy wheat color, his facial features were correct, and his strength was boundless. The nearly [-]-jin wild boar seemed to weigh little on his shoulders.

The man's name is Bai Jie, he is the father of the little boy, and he is also the best hunter in Qingshan Village.

"Wild boar?"

"That's right, you start now and ask Dad to put it down."

With a bang, the wild boar was put on the ground.

"My little Nianchen is lucky tonight. Dad will make sauce-flavored pig's trotters for you to eat." Bai Jie rubbed the little boy's head and said with a smile,

After Bai Jie handled the wild boar's body briefly, he cut off its limbs and kept the rest.

The night fell, and the stars twinkled.

The little boy didn't sleep, but was meditating with his legs crossed, his heart turned to the sky.

A series of indistinct white mist appeared from the surroundings and penetrated into the little boy's body.

After a long time, the little boy opened his eyes and let out a long breath.

"It's been almost six years since I came to the Douluo Continent. Through practicing this Lingchen Jue, my soul power should have reached level ten. Otherwise, I wouldn't have made no progress for so long."

The little boy rested his chin on one hand, talking to himself.

The little boy in front of him is named Bai Nianchen, and his soul comes from a blue planet.

In his previous life, he was from a poor family. In order to take care of his younger sister, he joined the underworld. During a mission, he was framed by someone and died tragically on the spot!

When he thought everything was over, his soul traveled through time.

When he woke up from a coma, he found that his body had turned into a baby.

It was not until a long time later that Bai Nianchen realized that he had time-traveled.

The bloody plot that only appears in novels actually happened to me.

It took about a year for Bai Nianchen to master the language of this world. He also knew that he had a father, but he had never met his mother.

Bai Nianchen also asked, and the answer he got was that his mother died of dystocia when giving birth to him.

Coincidentally, in this world, his name is still Bai Nianchen, which is really strange.

When he was thinking about what world he traveled to, Bai Nianchen overheard the neighbors discussing some topics.

From their discussion, Bai Nianchen heard a keyword, Wuhundian!

Bai Nianchen was stunned as if struck by lightning, he finally knew which world this was, this is the Douluo Continent!

Don't look at Bai Nianchen who often went to the underworld in his previous life, but in his spare time, he would also read some online literature.

He has also read "Douluo Dalu", which is one of the many online literature he likes.

Qingshan Village, where Bai Nianchen lives, is similar to Shenghun Village. None of the villagers here are soul masters, and most of the awakened spirits are farm tools or livestock.

However, there was a soul saint in Holy Soul Village, but Qingshan Village didn't even have a soul master.

"Now I'm almost six years old, what kind of martial spirit will I awaken by then, I'm really looking forward to it!"

After saying that, Bai Nianchen continued to meditate with his eyes closed, forming a perfect cycle between exhaling and exhaling.

Although soul power cannot be improved, Ling Chen Jue can temper the body with soul power.

Bai Nianchen's body is stronger than that of children of the same age, on the one hand because he can eat meat every day, and on the other hand because of this spirit formula.

In the morning, the first rays of sunlight shine on the earth.

On a small hill adjacent to Qingshan Village, Bai Nianchen galloped swiftly and nimbly, forming afterimages behind him.

If you look down from the sky, you will find that the traces of Bai Nianchen's walking are like the movement of vast stars, ethereal, mysterious, and implying the great way.

When the sun came out completely, Bai Nianchen stopped.

"I've basically mastered this set of Gliding Shadows under the Stars. It's okay in practice, but I don't know how it will be in actual combat?" Bai Nianchen said slowly.

Guessing that it was almost time, Bai Nianchen went down the mountain and headed towards home.

After practicing the Glimpse of the Stars, Bai Nianchen took a step forward, a full distance of Zhang Xu. At this speed, Bai Nianchen returned home in a short while.

"Little Nianchen, it's time to eat."

In the room, there was the smell of food.

From childhood to adulthood, Bai Jie cared for Bai Nianchen very much, and made Bai Nianchen, who lost his father early in the previous life, feel the warmth of his father's love.

In his heart, he had already accepted the fact that Bai Jie was his father.

After breakfast, Bai Jie picked up his equipment and went out to hunt.

According to Bai Jie, it's time to go to Notting City to sell prey. Take advantage of these few days to kill a few more, and then buy delicious food and new clothes for Bai Nianchen.

And Bai Nianchen, after tidying up briefly, sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes and meditated, pulling his consciousness into another space.

(End of this chapter)