Douluo: Xiao Yan crosses into Tang San

Chapter 11
Thinking of this, Xiao Yan couldn't help feeling grateful for his act of opening up the eight extraordinary meridians back then.

If this is not the case, if you practice for a while at night, the meridians will be solidified.

You can only practice according to the Xuantian Kungfu step by step, and now you can only reach the first stage of the Xuantian Kungfu at most.

"It's thanks to Tang Hao, that old dog. Without his deterrence, I wouldn't have been able to concentrate on cultivating to survive, and my entry into the country was so smooth."

Xiao Yan smiled, turned around and walked out of Wuhun Hall.

There is a lot of information collected today, and he has to digest it carefully.

Just don't know how strong a truly powerful soul master in this world can be?

This person at the level of a great soul master is really too weak.

However, Xiao Yan did not despise soul masters.

Having read some cultivation novels, Xiao Yan knew that when a person reaches a certain level of cultivation, there will be some kind of radical change.

Perhaps, after this soul master has cultivated to a certain level, he will become extremely powerful.

Su Yuntao is weak, it's just that he hasn't cultivated well yet, not that the group of soul masters is vulnerable.

At this moment, Su Yuntao and the other children had already left, Xiao Yan walked to Old Jack and said, "Grandpa Jack, that master has gone far, let's leave too."

After recovering from Su Yuntao's words, Old Jack turned his head to look at Xiao Yan, and asked sadly: "It's Xiao San, what kind of martial spirit have you awakened?"

Xiao Yan said: "Lanyincao, I heard that it is a useless martial soul, but the master said that I was born with full soul power, it seems that I have very high qualifications."

"Little San, you are the child of the blue silver grass that the master said was born full of soul power?" Old Jack looked at Xiao Yan in surprise.

"It's me." Xiao Yan nodded.

"Little San, I didn't expect your talent to be so outstanding! It's a pity that you have such a father, and you don't have a good martial soul to pass on to you. Otherwise, maybe you can really become the second soul saint in our village." .”

Xiao Yan smiled, Wuhun is really inherited by blood.But he doesn't only have a blue silver grass martial soul, he seems to have another martial soul.

Old Jack asked: "Little San, tell Grandpa, would you like to go to a special school to learn the cultivation methods of soul masters? Only when you go there can you learn the most accurate knowledge about martial souls."

Xiao Yan said: "Grandpa Jack, I really want to go to school to study, but my family may not agree. I don't know what is the benefit of being a soul master?"

Old Jack said: "Soul master is the most noble profession. After you have the title of soul master, the country will give you a monthly subsidy. At that time, your family's life will be better."

Xiao Yan lowered his head and thought, he never thought that becoming a soul master would be so good, it seems that the number of such soul masters should not be too many.Combined with the awakening of the martial soul, it is the inheritance of the bloodline, the cultivation of the Douluo Continent, especially the top part, that is, the small group of people.

Old Jack sighed, why did he talk so much to a child.

Although Tang Hao is no different from a useless person, he is still an adult, and he still needs to nod his head on this matter.

"Let's go, Xiaosan, grandpa will take you home." Old Jack took Xiao Yan back to the blacksmith shop.

It was Tang Hao's routine bedtime in the morning, and the blacksmith shop was quiet.

Old Jack didn't care what Tang Hao was dreaming about, he shouted as soon as he arrived at the door: "Tang Hao, Tang Hao."

"Who's yelling?" Tang Hao's slightly angry voice sounded, and the inner door curtain was lifted, and he came out staggeringly.

Glancing at Xiao Yan, Tang Hao looked at Old Jack: "What are you doing?"

Knowing that the two of them would not get along, and that they would inevitably quarrel if they spoke, Xiao Yan took a step forward and said, "Today is the day of Wuhun awakening. I have awakened my innate soul power. Grandpa Jack wants me to go to the Soul Master Academy."

In the eyes of Na Su Yuntao, that Blue Silver Grass is a useless martial soul. Su Yuntao is the deacon of the Wuhun Hall and knows very well about martial spirits. It can be seen that most people in this Douluo regard him as a useless martial spirit.

However, he attaches great importance to that innate full soul power.

This talk is naturally picked up first.

"Innate full of soul power!" Tang Hao's chaotic eyes suddenly flickered with a gleam of light.

This innate full soul power is an extremely rare qualification in the entire soul master world. Even if it is placed in the top three sects, there have not been more than twenty in the past 100 years.

Tang Hao hurriedly asked: "What is your martial soul?"

Old Jack rarely showed a smile to Tang Hao: "This innate soul power is an extremely rare talent. This year, the place for a work-study student in the village will be given to Xiao San, who will go to Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy to study. The travel expenses are covered in the village."

Tang Hao had always disliked Old Jack. He lowered his head and thought, since Xiao San is born full of soul power, he must have awakened the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul. Although this aptitude is not bad, once he leaves this holy soul village, he will definitely expose his true nature.

"No!" Tang Hao raised his head and said.

Xiao Yan's heart skipped a beat, this old dog Tang Hao was indeed his own great enemy, and he was not allowed to go to the Soul Master Academy with such an aptitude that he was born with full soul power, it was obvious that he was afraid that he would retaliate in the future when he grew up.

"Tang Hao—" Old Jack suddenly raised his voice a few times, "Although the martial soul you gave Xiaosan is a waste martial soul like Blue Silver Grass, he is born full of soul power!"

"Blue silver grass martial soul?" Tang Hao looked up at Xiao Yan unexpectedly, "Your martial soul is really blue silver grass?"

Xiao Yan raised his hand and released his martial soul, "It is indeed the blue silver grass."

Old Jack just yelled loudly, causing a violent cough.

After calming down, he continued: "As long as Xiao San can get a soul ring, even the worst one, he can immediately become a soul master. Soul master, do you know? Our village has not produced a soul ring for many years. Soul master!"

"I'm afraid that last sentence is your real purpose?" Tang Hao sneered, "What can a waste martial soul like Lanyincao cultivate?"

Xiao Yan said: "The three teachings and nine streams of a person are also the choice of the day after tomorrow. Whether the martial soul is strong or useless depends on the subsequent cultivation."

"What do you think a waste martial soul like Lanyincao can cultivate?" Tang Hao snorted coldly and asked disdainfully.

Xiao Yan didn't talk to him either, since people in this world are very brainy, talking isn't very useful.

He clamped a piece of blue silver grass blade between his fingers, held his breath, and shot his finger at a pottery vase on the table.

In Tang Hao's and Old Jack's eyes, the slender blade of grass was as sharp as a piece of iron, and it was inserted into the pottery bottle with a buzzing sound.

"Little San, you..." Old Jack was a little dumbfounded.

Such accuracy and strength would be difficult for a real soul master, let alone with a blue silver grass leaf.

Tang Hao was also taken aback. He has been in the world of soul masters for many years, and this is the first time he has seen someone who can use the blue silver grass to such a mighty level.

Now this little three has only tenth level spirit power, if it is stronger, I'm afraid cutting stones and breaking gold is no problem.

(End of this chapter)