Douluo's Qilin steps into the air

Xiao Lin walked slowly in the village, and after walking through most of the village, he came to a dilapidated wooden house, which was the only blacksmith shop in the village. He said in his heart: "This is the house where the fierce man who killed the Pope with a hammer lived? It’s so unrealistic.”

Xiao Lin walked to the house and shouted loudly: "Xiaosan'er, are you at home?"

After a while, the door of the wooden house opened, and Tang San walked out of the house and said, "It's Brother Lin, why are you here? Come in quickly."

When I walked into the house, I saw a middle-aged man wearing oversized linen clothes, with a full beard and messy hair, mixing rice porridge on the table.

Xiao Lin thought to himself: "This is so different from the temperament of a Titled Douluo. If I hadn't read the original work, I would have been deceived." But he said, "Hello, Uncle Tang Hao!"

Tang Hao raised his head to look at Xiao Lin and said, "Xiao Linzi, why are you here?"

Xiao Lin said: "Uncle Tang Hao, my grandfather asked me to tell Xiao San'er that Xiao San'er and I will be six years old in half a month. Don't forget to attend the martial soul awakening ceremony then."

Tang Hao said: "I know, the mistress will go there then. Mistress, if there is any work, just take it first. I will do it in the afternoon. I will go back to the room to sleep first." After that, Tang Hao got up and walked to the back room.

Tang San pulled Xiao Lin to the door, and the two of them sat on the steps.

Tang San asked seriously: "Martial spirit? What is Brother Lin's martial spirit?"

Xiao Lin asked in surprise: "Xiao San'er, you don't even know about martial arts? Didn't Uncle Hao tell you?"

Tang San said: "No, dad has never told me."

Xiao Lin rolled his eyes at him and said: "Okay, let me tell you, everyone has a martial spirit. The martial spirit is born and comes in all kinds. There are swords, guns, swords, halberds, dragons, snakes, tigers and leopards, and all kinds of strange things. Awakening the martial spirit If the soul has soul power, he can become a noble soul master."

Tang San said: "Soul master? Brother Lin, soul masters also have levels, right?"

Xiao Lin said: "Of course, I heard from grandpa that soul masters are divided into levels based on soul exchange. One-ring soul masters, two-ring great soul masters, three-ring soul masters, four-ring soul sects, five-ring soul kings, six-ring soul masters, etc." Ring Soul Emperor, Seven-ring Soul Saint, Eight-ring Soul Douluo, Nine-ring Titled Douluo, the difference in each level is the tenth level of soul power. Every time you reach the tenth level, you have to hunt soul beasts to obtain soul rings."

Tang San said: "So that's the case, I understand, thank you Brother Lin."

Xiao Lin said: "Okay, remember to awaken your martial spirit in half a month. Don't forget. I will call you then. I'll leave first."

Tang San: "Okay, goodbye, Brother Lin." Xiao Lin stood up and left. Tang San looked at Xiao Lin's leaving figure and thought to himself: "Martial spirit, spirit master, it turns out that this is how I can reach the first level of Xuantian Gong." The reason why Perfection has been unable to break through for such a long time is probably due to the martial spirit. I’ll find out after half a month of thinking about it.”

Tang San turned around and walked towards the room.