Chapter 3 Old Jack’s Martial Spirit
"What are you doing? I'm fucking you. Mistress, what I do here is none of your business!"
After saying that, Su Xing lay directly on the grass, crossed his legs, uprooted a bluesilver grass next to him, removed the roots, and then held it in his mouth.
"...…"Tang San.
Su Xing had never been very cold to Tang San, a hypocrite.
In the early days, the Wuhun Palace gave him a free spirit to awaken his martial soul. When he was a work-study student and couldn't even afford the tuition, he was given a soul master's allowance to improve his life.
Later, he wanted to destroy Wuhun Palace, completely unaware of the need to have a grateful heart in life.
Pick up the bowl to eat, put down the bowl to scold your mother, a perfect inheritance from the Tang Dynasty.
From the beginning to the end, Wuhun Palace has never attacked civilians. Wuhun Palace's so-called sins are all internal conflicts of the ruling class. Those who were dealt with by the Wuhun Palace were either the decadent feudal dynasty, the human-animal love affair that affected human relations, or the large soul master families that exploited the people.
Putting aside the relationship between humans and animals that affects human relations, Tang San himself is the right way to hunt intelligent high-level soul beasts, but is it wrong for Wuhun Palace to hunt high-level soul beasts?
Isn't this a proper double-standard dog?
In terms of specific work, Wuhun Palace has always paid attention to the life problems of low-level soul masters, provided them with subsidies to improve their living conditions, and helped the people awaken Wuhun for free.
Moreover, from the Pope to the ordinary lower-level soul masters, they continued to hunt down the evil soul masters without fear of life and death, and drove them all into the killing city. It can be said that the evil soul masters were fundamentally eliminated as a threat to the lives of the people.
And what have the two great empires, the Shangsan Sect, and the Tang Sect done for the people at the bottom? At the historical moment of social progress, Tang San resolutely stood on the opposite side of the people, safeguarded the decadent feudal dynasty, and started to reverse the course of history.
In fact, if Wuhun Palace can complete the unification, it can even be said to be a great good thing for the long-divided Douluo Continent.
This guy Tang San should be infamy on Douluo Continent for thousands of years, and should be nailed to the pillar of shame in Douluo Continent's history.
Tang San's various crimes were almost too numerous to describe, so Su Xing didn't like him from the beginning.
"Brother Su, you are such a bad boy and you curse others."
Tang San said helplessly as he looked at Su Xing lying on the grass with Blue Silver Grass in his mouth, basking in the setting sun.
"San'er, hitting is a sign of affection, scolding is a sign of love. My brother often scolds you because he loves you." Su Xing chewed the blue silver grass a few times and said.
"..."
Hearing these words, Tang San looked at Su Xing with a dumb look on his face.
"By the way, Brother Su, I heard that in one month, it will be the day when our martial soul awakens. I don't know what martial soul I will awaken by then. My dad is a blacksmith. You said my martial soul can't Is it a hammer?" Tang San said seriously.
"Your martial spirit...poof!"
Su Xing spit out the bluesilver grass in his mouth.
"Your martial spirit is this Blue Silver Grass, you don't have to run away." Su Xing said with an evil smile.
"Brother Su, you are too damaged..."
Tang San smiled bitterly, "Curse me!"
In Tang San's heart, Bluesilver Grass was just an ordinary grass that could not be compared to ordinary grass. Tang San still hoped that his martial spirit would be a little better.
"It's okay. We'll know in a month. Brother Su, what you're talking about now doesn't count..."
After saying that, Tang San turned around and left.
Su Xing looked at Tang San's retreating back, and his stomach suddenly growled, so he got up and prepared to go home. After all, it was almost time for dinner.
Su Xing's family lives on the east side of Holy Soul Village. The three mud-brick houses are a bit crude, mainly because Grandpa Jack is usually frugal and is reluctant to spend gold soul coins to renovate the house.
As soon as he entered the house, Su Xing smelled the fragrant aroma of rice. He skillfully went to the stove and opened the lid of the large iron pot. The porridge in the pot was already cooked.
"Grandpa Jack, I'm back." Su Xing called.
After a while, the curtain in the inner room was lifted, and an old man in his sixties walked out with a cane. Although the old man is slender, he is energetic, his clothes are clean and tidy, and his hair is meticulously combed.
"Xiao Su, you are back."
"There are many more tourists who bought tickets to visit our village this month than last month. Most of them came because of the story you made about Soul Saint Xiaoyan. I heard that there are also tourists from Tiandou City. Where are the tourists coming over?"
"Tiandou City, that's a big city."
Grandpa Jack came to the stove, picked up two bowls, and said to Su Xing while using a spatula to fill the porridge in the iron pot.
"Oh, really. It seems that my story about Douluo Cangqiong is quite popular." Su Xing secretly rejoiced in his heart and took the bowl of porridge from Grandpa Jack's hand.
"Xiao Su, you are really the lucky star of our Holy Soul Village. Since you came to our Holy Soul Village, our village has been getting better and better."
Grandpa Jack carried a bowl full of porridge to the table behind him, sat down slowly, and then poured the porridge into his belly with a spoon.
"Grandpa Jack, come on, eat more vegetables. Eating more vegetables is good for your health." Su Xing picked up a pile of vegetables and put them in Grandpa Jack's bowl.
"Xiao Su, grandpa suddenly remembered something. You are almost six years old, right?" Old Jack put down the spoon in his hand, thought for a moment, and asked.
Su Xing nodded and said, "Yes, Grandpa Jack, I will be six years old in one month."
Hearing this, Old Jack said sternly: "Xiao Su, each of us has our own martial soul. When we are six years old, we must go through the martial soul awakening ceremony. After having the martial soul, we will have certain aspects of our abilities." Ability enhancement, even for the most ordinary martial soul, will be helpful."
"If you have an outstanding martial soul and can practice it, then you may become a soul master respected by thousands of people. Our village has not had a soul master for many years."
After speaking, Old Jack's eyes showed a little helplessness.
"The awakening ceremony only happens once a year. This time the awakening ceremony in our village is next month. You can't miss it. This time, the deacon of the Wuhun branch in Notting City came to our village in person to help the children in the village awaken their martial souls. Woolen cloth."
Hearing what Old Jack said, Su Xing suddenly became interested in Old Jack's martial spirit, so he asked: "Grandpa Jack, what was the martial spirit you awakened back then?"
Old Jack looked troubled.
"..."
Hemming and hawing, a black line on his head.
"Um...my martial spirit. My martial spirit is neither a weapon martial spirit nor a beast martial spirit."
"It's a food-based martial spirit...carrot!"
"((?Д?))!" Hearing this, Su Xing's jaw dropped.
"Alas, when I awakened my martial soul back then, I failed to awaken my soul power. Naturally, I also failed to become a great soul master..."
After saying that, Old Jack stood up, sighed, and went back to the bedroom with his cane.
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