CH 1
Chapter 1: First time clocking in! Meteor Tears!
Outside the Holy Spirit Village.
The sky was bright, and the white mist covered the various wooden houses that were not tall in the village.
A little boy in simple linen clothes ran out slowly from the door of the misty village.
He had wheat-colored skin, bright eyes, and even breathing. He ran towards the hill ahead without hesitation.
Halfway through the run, he suddenly remembered something, stopped at the foot of the hill, and looked at one of the boulders.
I saw a little boy about his size lying on the boulder.
The little boy has beautiful eyebrows and is very pleasing to the eye, but at this time he has a lazy look on his face. He is lying on a boulder with Erlang’s legs upturned, and his mouth is still holding a blue and silver grass that can be seen everywhere in the village. It tastes delicious.
“Brother Feng, get up so early every day, will you exercise with me today?”
He smiled at the little boy on the boulder and said.
“Little San’er? Stand down, I’m lying down soundly, squinting for a while, it’s getting hotter and hotter, come and wake me up after you finish your exercise. ”
The little boy on the boulder didn’t open his eyes. He seemed to have known that he was coming, so he said lazily.
“…Brother Feng, can you stop calling me by the name of Xiao San’er….?”
Tang San gave a wry smile.
Brother Feng, his full name is Wang Feng.
A few months older than him, the famous little slacker in Holy Soul Village.
Most of the other five or six-year-old boys, at this age, get up early and exercise to prepare for the upcoming awakening of the martial art.
Or get up early to plow the land and follow their parents to do some farm work.
Just Brother Feng, he often looked hopeless from the morning, lying down and doing nothing.
However, Brother Feng was very pitiful. When he was first born, he heard the village chief’s grandfather say that his mother passed away because of dystocia.
His father was also over-sad later, and he became ill from hard work. He also passed away in less than a year.
As a result, Brother Feng was adopted by the village chief grandfather.
As the days passed, Brother Feng gradually became aware that, in addition to worshiping his parents every year, he would not be immersed in the sadness of his parents’ early death.
Although he is lazy, Brother Feng is indeed very smart.
Thinking of this, Tang San still looked at the little boy lying on the boulder with some admiration.
In the past few years, Brother Feng didn’t know what methods he had used to greatly increase the production of grain and vegetables in Holy Soul Village, making the originally barren Holy Soul Village gradually rich.
Brother Feng also erected the pillar at the entrance of the village, which was in the mouth of the village chief grandfather, probably the handprint left by the legendary soul saint.
To outsiders, this is the handprint left by the soul saint, and he also compiled a lot of stories, which are almost miraculous, saying that as long as you come to admire him and touch him, you will have the possibility of becoming a soul saint in the future!
It attracted tourists from the surrounding villages, even from Notting City, there are often tourists who come to the village to admire it.
The remote and barren Holy Soul Village was directly built to look like a small town in less than two years.
Even my father said that this Feng kid has a different brain than others… clever and sensible.
The whole village likes him.
But he’s too lazy.
“Not junior San…” Wang Feng thought about it and said: “Could it be, Senior San?”
“…” Tang San looked speechless, “Let’s call Little San, Brother Feng, I’ll go to exercise first.”
Having said that, Tang San waved his hand and swiftly climbed towards the distant hill.
Although he is small, his hands and feet are very agile. The small mountain pack, which is more than a hundred meters high, seems to be on the ground in front of him.
In just a few minutes, he climbed to the top of the mountain.
“As the saying goes, three points are destined to be destined, seven points depend on hard work…ninety points depend on golden fingers…As the protagonist of Douluo Continent, it’s just different…”
Wang Feng looked at Tang San’s clean skills with a smile on his face.
Where is this skill that a six-year-old boy should have?
Just like himself, let alone climb up, after running for a while, he can’t get kicked.
“They’re all transmigrates… Little San, you are reborn from the strong…”
Wang Feng sighed leisurely: “I’m different, I’m a weak person… I’m a 21st-century nerd, how did I cross over into the world of the Douluo Continent? Even if I crossed over, I crossed over to a supporting character.”
“Golden Finger won’t give me one either. How do I play with this? ”
Yes
Wang Feng was also a crossover, but compared to the protagonist Tang San, it was much worse.
There is no background against the sky, no Dingding system, and there is no martial arts spirit…
Of course, Wang Feng was extremely eager, but he didn’t!
Therefore, after Wang Feng salted fish for six years, he could only rely on the wisdom of his previous life to reluctantly improve the Holy Soul Village, so that he and the people in the village could live a little more comfortably.
“In a short while, it will be the official plot of Douluo Continent. The tool man Su Yuntao should be almost here… If I awaken any sickle martial spirit or hoe martial spirit, I would simply hit my head on the tofu and kill it directly. ”
Wang Feng chewed the blue silver grass and looked at Tang San who was on the small mountain bag, breathing and exhaling and was cultivating Xuan Tian Gong and Purple Extreme Devil Pupils.
In my eyes, it was incomparable envy.
He sits on this boulder every day and watches Tang San practicing, just thinking that he could steal a move or half a move.
It’s a pity that he is not a genius and has no perspective.
After watching it for more than a year, I didn’t see anything.
Instead, watching Tang San gradually become stronger, there are baskets of lemons, just baskets of lemons.
“Those Douluo fan-fiction novels you read in the previous life, if you just worship with Tang San and become a brother, they will teach you all the secrets of Tang Sect… What a bunch of idiots!”
Thinking of this, Wang Feng immediately cursed those hateful Shabi authors.
This Tang San is not a six-year-old child. His soul is a genius who has played tricks on many high-level officials of the Tang Sect and can also create the supreme secret weapon of the Tang Sect, the Buddha Anger Tang Lian, and learn the highest internal skills of the Tang Sect.
Still the soul of an adult!
Even his father Tang Hao didn’t say anything about this Xuantian Treasure Record.
When he was six years old, he kept it as the biggest secret.
How could I tell you about an outsider?
People have just crossed to the Douluo Continent not long ago. Even if you are a brother, Tang San will definitely pass it on to you.
“I really want to go back… Eh, I don’t have a mobile phone, no computer, I can’t swipe Douyin, and I can’t play games. S9 doesn’t know if G2 won or FPX won. ”
Wang Feng sighed.
In the past six years, he has been thinking about going back all the time.
If there were golden fingers, Wang Feng would feel that he would definitely be proud and ambitious. In this Douluo continent, he would cross the four seas, fight fiercely in all directions, marry a few beautiful girls, create a reputation, and leave a legendary story.…
No?
Forget it, salted fish.
After a while, as the sun rose on the horizon, a cloud of purple haze fell on the earth, as if it was covered with a layer of bright clothes.
Wang Feng also felt a faint warmth.
“Little San, that kid, you should have finished your training soon, right?”
As soon as Wang Feng finished muttering, he saw Tang San walking down the hill in high spirits.
“Brother Feng, why are you still holding blue silver grass in your mouth?”
Tang San looked at Wang Feng, who was still lying on the boulder, basking in the newborn Sun, and said helplessly.
“Why, do you still look down on Blue Silver Grass?”
Wang Feng chewed a few times.
“After all, this is…the most ordinary grass.”
Tang San said with serious thought, “However, although it is an ordinary grass, it has the most vigorous vitality and the most tenacious vitality. In this regard, Blue Silver grass is not ordinary. I don’t mean to look down on it. ”
Hearing these words, Wang Feng looked at Tang San with a dumb expression.
Worthy of being the protagonist, he is different from the rest of the kids, and he can still say these meaningful words.
“That’s right, that’s why I decided, little San, your martial spirit will be Blue Silver Grass in the future!”
Wang Feng said lazily.
“Brother Feng, you are too damaged…”
Tang San smiled bitterly, “Curse me!”
After all, this is the most common grass, Tang San still hopes that his martial spirit will be a little better.…
“However, the martial soul can only appear after awakening, Brother Feng, what you said is not counted…”
Tang San left with a smile, and he didn’t forget to look back and say, “Brother Feng, remember to go back to the village for dinner.”
Wang Feng watched Tang San go away in silence, sighed faintly, and his heart was sour for a while.
It was also at this time.
“Ding, the plot of Douluo Continent has officially begun… Congratulations to the host for checking in for the first time and getting the item: Meteor Tears! ”
“Note, the items will be delivered to the host in a realistic manner, and they are expected to arrive tonight…Please pay attention to check.”
“The next time you check in the location: Holy Soul Village, Wuhun Hall! If you can reach the innate full soul power to punch in, additional mysterious martial arts souls will be triggered! Hope the host will work hard to improve! ”
Boom!
As this voice sounded in his mind, Wang Feng jumped up from the boulder like a cat with fried hair!
Flushed with excitement…
Outside the Holy Spirit Village.
The sky was bright, and the white mist covered the various wooden houses that were not tall in the village.
A little boy in simple linen clothes ran out slowly from the door of the misty village.
He had wheat-colored skin, bright eyes, and even breathing. He ran towards the hill ahead without hesitation.
Halfway through the run, he suddenly remembered something, stopped at the foot of the hill, and looked at one of the boulders.
I saw a little boy about his size lying on the boulder.
The little boy has beautiful eyebrows and is very pleasing to the eye, but at this time he has a lazy look on his face. He is lying on a boulder with Erlang’s legs upturned, and his mouth is still holding a blue and silver grass that can be seen everywhere in the village. It tastes delicious.
“Brother Feng, get up so early every day, will you exercise with me today?”
He smiled at the little boy on the boulder and said.
“Little San’er? Stand down, I’m lying down soundly, squinting for a while, it’s getting hotter and hotter, come and wake me up after you finish your exercise. ”
The little boy on the boulder didn’t open his eyes. He seemed to have known that he was coming, so he said lazily.
“…Brother Feng, can you stop calling me by the name of Xiao San’er….?”
Tang San gave a wry smile.
Brother Feng, his full name is Wang Feng.
A few months older than him, the famous little slacker in Holy Soul Village.
Most of the other five or six-year-old boys, at this age, get up early and exercise to prepare for the upcoming awakening of the martial art.
Or get up early to plow the land and follow their parents to do some farm work.
Just Brother Feng, he often looked hopeless from the morning, lying down and doing nothing.
However, Brother Feng was very pitiful. When he was first born, he heard the village chief’s grandfather say that his mother passed away because of dystocia.
His father was also over-sad later, and he became ill from hard work. He also passed away in less than a year.
As a result, Brother Feng was adopted by the village chief grandfather.
As the days passed, Brother Feng gradually became aware that, in addition to worshiping his parents every year, he would not be immersed in the sadness of his parents’ early death.
Although he is lazy, Brother Feng is indeed very smart.
Thinking of this, Tang San still looked at the little boy lying on the boulder with some admiration.
In the past few years, Brother Feng didn’t know what methods he had used to greatly increase the production of grain and vegetables in Holy Soul Village, making the originally barren Holy Soul Village gradually rich.
Brother Feng also erected the pillar at the entrance of the village, which was in the mouth of the village chief grandfather, probably the handprint left by the legendary soul saint.
To outsiders, this is the handprint left by the soul saint, and he also compiled a lot of stories, which are almost miraculous, saying that as long as you come to admire him and touch him, you will have the possibility of becoming a soul saint in the future!
It attracted tourists from the surrounding villages, even from Notting City, there are often tourists who come to the village to admire it.
The remote and barren Holy Soul Village was directly built to look like a small town in less than two years.
Even my father said that this Feng kid has a different brain than others… clever and sensible.
The whole village likes him.
But he’s too lazy.
“Not junior San…” Wang Feng thought about it and said: “Could it be, Senior San?”
“…” Tang San looked speechless, “Let’s call Little San, Brother Feng, I’ll go to exercise first.”
Having said that, Tang San waved his hand and swiftly climbed towards the distant hill.
Although he is small, his hands and feet are very agile. The small mountain pack, which is more than a hundred meters high, seems to be on the ground in front of him.
In just a few minutes, he climbed to the top of the mountain.
“As the saying goes, three points are destined to be destined, seven points depend on hard work…ninety points depend on golden fingers…As the protagonist of Douluo Continent, it’s just different…”
Wang Feng looked at Tang San’s clean skills with a smile on his face.
Where is this skill that a six-year-old boy should have?
Just like himself, let alone climb up, after running for a while, he can’t get kicked.
“They’re all transmigrates… Little San, you are reborn from the strong…”
Wang Feng sighed leisurely: “I’m different, I’m a weak person… I’m a 21st-century nerd, how did I cross over into the world of the Douluo Continent? Even if I crossed over, I crossed over to a supporting character.”
“Golden Finger won’t give me one either. How do I play with this? ”
Yes
Wang Feng was also a crossover, but compared to the protagonist Tang San, it was much worse.
There is no background against the sky, no Dingding system, and there is no martial arts spirit…
Of course, Wang Feng was extremely eager, but he didn’t!
Therefore, after Wang Feng salted fish for six years, he could only rely on the wisdom of his previous life to reluctantly improve the Holy Soul Village, so that he and the people in the village could live a little more comfortably.
“In a short while, it will be the official plot of Douluo Continent. The tool man Su Yuntao should be almost here… If I awaken any sickle martial spirit or hoe martial spirit, I would simply hit my head on the tofu and kill it directly. ”
Wang Feng chewed the blue silver grass and looked at Tang San who was on the small mountain bag, breathing and exhaling and was cultivating Xuan Tian Gong and Purple Extreme Devil Pupils.
In my eyes, it was incomparable envy.
He sits on this boulder every day and watches Tang San practicing, just thinking that he could steal a move or half a move.
It’s a pity that he is not a genius and has no perspective.
After watching it for more than a year, I didn’t see anything.
Instead, watching Tang San gradually become stronger, there are baskets of lemons, just baskets of lemons.
“Those Douluo fan-fiction novels you read in the previous life, if you just worship with Tang San and become a brother, they will teach you all the secrets of Tang Sect… What a bunch of idiots!”
Thinking of this, Wang Feng immediately cursed those hateful Shabi authors.
This Tang San is not a six-year-old child. His soul is a genius who has played tricks on many high-level officials of the Tang Sect and can also create the supreme secret weapon of the Tang Sect, the Buddha Anger Tang Lian, and learn the highest internal skills of the Tang Sect.
Still the soul of an adult!
Even his father Tang Hao didn’t say anything about this Xuantian Treasure Record.
When he was six years old, he kept it as the biggest secret.
How could I tell you about an outsider?
People have just crossed to the Douluo Continent not long ago. Even if you are a brother, Tang San will definitely pass it on to you.
“I really want to go back… Eh, I don’t have a mobile phone, no computer, I can’t swipe Douyin, and I can’t play games. S9 doesn’t know if G2 won or FPX won. ”
Wang Feng sighed.
In the past six years, he has been thinking about going back all the time.
If there were golden fingers, Wang Feng would feel that he would definitely be proud and ambitious. In this Douluo continent, he would cross the four seas, fight fiercely in all directions, marry a few beautiful girls, create a reputation, and leave a legendary story.…
No?
Forget it, salted fish.
After a while, as the sun rose on the horizon, a cloud of purple haze fell on the earth, as if it was covered with a layer of bright clothes.
Wang Feng also felt a faint warmth.
“Little San, that kid, you should have finished your training soon, right?”
As soon as Wang Feng finished muttering, he saw Tang San walking down the hill in high spirits.
“Brother Feng, why are you still holding blue silver grass in your mouth?”
Tang San looked at Wang Feng, who was still lying on the boulder, basking in the newborn Sun, and said helplessly.
“Why, do you still look down on Blue Silver Grass?”
Wang Feng chewed a few times.
“After all, this is…the most ordinary grass.”
Tang San said with serious thought, “However, although it is an ordinary grass, it has the most vigorous vitality and the most tenacious vitality. In this regard, Blue Silver grass is not ordinary. I don’t mean to look down on it. ”
Hearing these words, Wang Feng looked at Tang San with a dumb expression.
Worthy of being the protagonist, he is different from the rest of the kids, and he can still say these meaningful words.
“That’s right, that’s why I decided, little San, your martial spirit will be Blue Silver Grass in the future!”
Wang Feng said lazily.
“Brother Feng, you are too damaged…”
Tang San smiled bitterly, “Curse me!”
After all, this is the most common grass, Tang San still hopes that his martial spirit will be a little better.…
“However, the martial soul can only appear after awakening, Brother Feng, what you said is not counted…”
Tang San left with a smile, and he didn’t forget to look back and say, “Brother Feng, remember to go back to the village for dinner.”
Wang Feng watched Tang San go away in silence, sighed faintly, and his heart was sour for a while.
It was also at this time.
“Ding, the plot of Douluo Continent has officially begun… Congratulations to the host for checking in for the first time and getting the item: Meteor Tears! ”
“Note, the items will be delivered to the host in a realistic manner, and they are expected to arrive tonight…Please pay attention to check.”
“The next time you check in the location: Holy Soul Village, Wuhun Hall! If you can reach the innate full soul power to punch in, additional mysterious martial arts souls will be triggered! Hope the host will work hard to improve! ”
Boom!
As this voice sounded in his mind, Wang Feng jumped up from the boulder like a cat with fried hair!
Flushed with excitement…
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