Douluo Continent's Soul Handwriting

"Grandpa Silke, where are we going? Is the martial soul awakened?" Li Xuan pretended not to know, her eyes flicked to Silke's wounded hands from time to time. "Grandpa Silke, my hand hurts." Mo He held his hand Escape from Silk.

The palms of Silke are rough and cracked, and the children in the village are unwilling to hold hands with Silke for too long. The rough palms make the children feel pain. The village head of Silke sighs no matter what, no matter how incomprehensible, he wants to see these child's future.

He has long given up on his past obsessions. Silke only wants these children in front of him to have a better future and live a better life than they are now. Wuhundian has forgotten the village, so he will remind them every year.

"Li Xuan, don't your hands hurt? The calluses on my hands will hurt your delicate skin, I"

"Grandpa Silk, let's go over if my hand doesn't hurt!" Li Xuan smiled brightly, Silk nodded slightly and the two of them walked into the team.

When Li Xuan saw the village chief of Silke, he couldn't help but think of his grandfather in his own world. His hands were also covered with calluses and he only smiled at children. Wuhun Palace had given up here long ago, but he was the only one who didn't give up on us.

Several children stood side by side in front of the desolate and weed-filled Wuhun Palace gate. A young man appeared out of thin air. The young man looked to be in his twenties. He had a handsome appearance and was dressed in white. He didn't look down. One person makes one feel a sense of discrimination against people.

In the center of the man's chest, there was a fist-sized word "hun" engraved on it. This was the unique symbol of Wuhun Palace. Li Xuan clenched her fists and glared at the person in front of her.

"These children have to beg you, here are the four colored leaves this time." The village chief of Silk took out a box from his pocket, handed it to the young man and begged with a bow.

The man didn't look at Silke at all, and turned around proudly and walked to the door of Wuhun Palace. "Silke, this is my last time here. The empire has given up any hope on Four Leaf Village, so you should take care of yourself."

The young man opened the gate of Wuhun Hall and walked into it, "Li Xuan, go in! I'll wait for you outside." Silke knew that this was a later opportunity, and if the empire gave up, it meant that Yotsuba Village was officially reborn from heaven. Disappeared in Dou Empire.

"Yeah!" Li Xuan followed several children into the Wuhun Hall, and Silk's smile became darker as the door closed.

In the Hall of Spirits, the young man's eyes finally looked at the children who were only six years old. The inspectors of the Hall of Spirits shouldn't take it for granted to help ordinary people!But why was this place completely abandoned by the Hall of Spirits? Is it because they are weak in talent?

The young man shook his head helplessly, this should be the last batch!I hope we can meet again next time, "Children, which one of you will come first." The young man's tone is not the same as that outside the Hall of Spirits, and his regret can be heard from his tone.

The young man said here: "Let me introduce myself. My name is Su Yuntao, and I am your guide. It is a pity that you are already the last class. Now, I will awaken your martial soul one by one. Remember, no matter what happens Fear nothing. Do not exist intimidation."

No matter which village Su Yuntao goes to, he will tell them this. These children must be only six years old. In order to safely awaken their martial spirits, Su Yuntao will protect them here.

Su Yuntao took out the seven black stones and sighed: "This is the martial soul awakening stone. It can measure your soul power value, and the martial soul. I hope your martial soul is not some useless poultry or farm tools." .”

As soon as Su Yuntao finished the matter of Saint Soul Village, he immediately received an order to go to Four Leaf Village. It seems that Four Leaf Village has been cursed by something. All children born in this village have Wuhun very useless. The soul master's child is dead.

Su Yuntao put six stones on the ground to form a hexagonal formation, and walked towards a girl, gently lifted her daughter's little hand, and pulled the girl into the six-shaped formation.

"My child starts with you. Don't be nervous and close your eyes. Relax and slowly feel the martial arts fluctuations coming from deep inside your body." Su Yuntao spoke calmly and looked at the six-year-old girl who was awakening in front of her. There were seven girls behind her. This child is the hope of Yotsuye Village today.

The girl slowly raised her hand, and a green reflective weed appeared in the girl's hand. Qin Yuntao looked at it helplessly. Sure enough, it was a useless martial soul. If it was an innate full soul,

"Child, put your hand up." Qin Yuntao picked up the stone on the ground and handed it to the girl in front of him.

"Ok!"