Douluo: Dominate the world from common people

Tiandou Empire, Fanos Province, Holy Soul Village.

At dawn, a dilapidated small yard of a farmhouse came into view.

If it weren't for the smoke rising from the courtyard, it would be hard to tell that this was an inhabited courtyard.

When Cheng Feng woke up, he found himself lying on a wooden bed. When he opened his eyes, he saw a thatched roof above his head. A wisp of breeze hit him, and his body couldn't help trembling.

"Hiss! It's so cold!"

Cheng Feng sighed and suddenly realized that his voice had changed and sounded like a child's voice.

Like a bolt from the blue, Cheng Feng was frightened.

Looking down at his body, he saw that his arms had become shorter, his legs had become shorter, and his figure had become thinner.

"What's wrong with me? What happened?"

"I remember witnessing my girlfriend cuddling with someone else, and then being told that it was my fault, so I drank some wine."

"Then I was in a low mood, which led me to be late for work the next day. As a result, my new boss happened to be appointed, and I was killed to scare the monkeys. Then I was transferred to another position. I did high-intensity and repetitive work for a few days. After being made things difficult for me, I resigned on my own initiative."

"After that, on the way home, I met a young man who committed suicide by diving. He jumped into the water in a hurry, successfully lifted the young man to the shore, and then died of exhaustion."

"Then what's my situation now? Am I reborn? But what's going on with this body? Soul penetration?"

"Also, this house looks leaky, so it can be inferred that this family is in a difficult situation. Is it like the protagonist in the novel who was reborn in the 90s and relied on the prophet to reach the top of his life?"

"I don't know what era it is now? It seems that I need to find someone to ask."

"Judging from the clothes they wear, they have a bit of a retro style. The clothes are simple, and the traces of sewing almost cover the whole body. They are clean. It seems that for this family, covering up the clothes is the limit."

Cheng Feng got out of bed and carefully observed the surroundings of the room. He found that it was too clean. Maybe the mice would not come to visit. Cheng Feng secretly guessed that except for a wooden bed, there was no other unnecessary thing in the whole room. It was really too clean. A little more plain.

Opening the door and walking out of the house, under the dazzling light, Cheng Feng secretly thought that he was so lucky. He thought he would die like that, but he didn't expect to live one more life. It was really rare.

The room just now was connected to another room, and Cheng Feng walked over curiously. There was an aged wardrobe and a small wooden table in this room, with a small bronze mirror placed on the table.

The wooden bed in the room is three times larger than the one in my room.

After looking at this, Cheng Feng looked around again. It seemed that it was a small farmhouse with mud piled on both sides. It was short and dilapidated, and the cracks were too conspicuous.

The ground in the yard is uneven, with different levels.

After Cheng Feng finished looking at the yard, he became curious about the outside, so he opened the door, stepped across the wooden threshold, and looked around.

This look shocked Cheng Feng.

A large area of ​​farming land can be seen in the distance, and the surrounding houses are sparsely arranged. It is an authentic village, and the population is not too large, maybe very small.

In order to learn more about something, Cheng Feng planned to walk around the village to see if he could find anything to help him deal with the current situation.

Taking small steps, Cheng Feng walked straight and walked seven or eight hundred steps. He happened to see a five or six-year-old child with healthy wheat-colored skin, neat short black hair, and clean and simple clothes.

Cheng Feng was about to ask him something. Just when Cheng Feng was approaching him, what made Cheng Feng more embarrassed was that the child walked forward as if there was no one around, as if he hadn't seen him. Cheng Feng's body suddenly became stiff.

The children in this village are all so aloof, Cheng Feng cursed.

Seeing the child walking further and further away, Cheng Feng had no choice but to continue walking forward.

Seeing the child walking like the wind just now, I couldn't help but secretly sigh that the child was in good health and looked very healthy.

As I walked, I looked left and right, and visited many houses in a row. I generally got a little understanding of the economic situation of the village.

Overall, there are quite a lot of farm tools in this village, but every household in the village seems to be in a poorer financial situation, and those who are slightly better can almost be ignored.

What made Cheng Feng more distressed was that many of the tools looked quite primitive. Cheng Feng had to lament that this village was too poor, and he didn't know how far it was from the nearest city.

The only thing that made Cheng Feng feel gratified was that the vegetables and grains in the farming land were growing very well.

However, when Cheng Feng stood next to the farming land, he saw an extremely shocking sight, and his eyes almost popped out of his head.

In Cheng Feng's sight, a farmer uncle actually conjured a hoe out of thin air. Such a ridiculous and bizarre thing happened before his eyes, which made Cheng Feng think he was hallucinating.

Cheng Feng rubbed his eyes several times and almost screamed in surprise when he saw that the hoe was real.

For a moment, Cheng Feng couldn't help but feel uneasy. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was something strange about this village.

How come the idea of ​​conjuring a hoe out of thin air becomes more and more mysterious the more I think about it?

It was really too supernatural, which made Cheng Feng feel scared.

Although I have always been a believer in atheism, the things in front of me seem to be unexplainable.

Could it be that I, Cheng Feng, met an expert? Cheng Feng guessed.

Suddenly, Cheng Feng felt a sense of admiration for the farmer uncle. His ability to make something out of nothing was extraordinary.

It seems that if you want to keep a low profile, you must find out how the farmer uncle managed to conjure a hoe out of thin air if you have the chance. Could it be a magic spell?Is this a fairy world?Cheng Feng speculated secretly.

After observing the farmer uncle for a while, Cheng Feng looked away and stared at the person for a long time. If he was angered, he might not get anything good to eat. This was one of the experiences he had gained from reading Xianxia novels. Talking about it, I never thought that it would be useful today. I am so clever.

It seems that this village may be an immortal village.Cheng Feng felt a little yearning for a moment.

Suddenly, Cheng Feng saw a few peasant uncles sitting under a tree, resting and chatting. Cheng Feng, who was eager to know something, showed a smile that he thought was very kind, and walked cautiously towards the position of the peasant uncles. Looking at the peasant uncles with his eyes, Cheng Feng felt relieved when he found that they didn't mean to be angry.

How could Cheng Feng miss such a good opportunity? In addition, these two talented people seemed to be very charitable and loyal, so he pricked up his ears and listened carefully, pretending to squat on the ground and watch the ants move.

"Hey, this language is so weird. What's even weirder is that I can actually understand it. Could it be that it's a skill retained by my predecessor." Cheng Feng was secretly delighted.

Later, Cheng Feng heard the conversation between the two.

"In a few days, your child will be able to awaken his martial soul. My kid will have to wait a year."

"Yes! I hope my boy will have innate soul power after awakening. Otherwise, like us, it will be difficult to make a living in this life."

"After all, soul master is the best profession. This is what we will do in this life."

"Our Holy Soul Village has not awakened anyone with innate soul power for so many years. Do you think it is true that Uncle Jack said that our village had a Soul Saint before?"

"maybe!"

Cheng Feng listened to this, and his heart was in turmoil. Based on this information, Cheng Feng thought of a book he had read after get off work before, and that book talked about this.

Especially keywords such as Holy Soul Village, Soul Master, Martial Soul Awakening, and Innate Soul Power. Didn't these appear in the Douluo Continent book?

Could it be that I was reborn in a world in a book, or is this a parallel world?

This made Cheng Feng's previous plan to reach the pinnacle of his life aborted, and the more concerning question was, if it were the Douluo World, when his martial soul awakened, would he have innate soul power?

Thinking of this, and then thinking about the awakening of the martial soul in Douluo Dalu, it seems that except for Tang San who has innate soul power, the others have no soul power. Thinking of this, Cheng Feng's face instantly turned pale and was very ugly.

If you awaken your martial soul in this world without innate soul power, your life will be very miserable, and you may be affected by several major events that will happen in the future and die tragically.

All of a sudden, Cheng Feng left here and headed towards his original house, feeling uneasy for a long time.