I started practicing hard from Douluo

Chapter 1

In the setting sun and the rainbow, a group of unknown birds flew over Ren Xiu's head, making hoarse calls, and the evening wind blew gently on his body, which made his body and mind feel quite a sense of sadness in autumn.

This year he is already six years old, and today is the day when the village awakens the martial soul. It is no surprise that the martial soul he awakened is a waste martial soul named Blue Silver Grass.

It's not the mutated Blue Silver Emperor of the main character in the original book, but the real ordinary Blue Silver Grass.

And during the awakening ceremony, the synthetic artificial intelligence voice belonging to his golden finger of the traverser did not sound in his mind, which made him feel the malice of this world even more.

Yes, Ren Xiu is a time traveler. In his previous life, he suffered a sudden cardiac arrest due to overtime work. His soul was reborn in Douluo Dalu. It has been six years since his rebirth.

From birth to now, this time traveler does not have golden fingers. He can't be reborn like the senior time traveler and start to lose air every second. Instead, he grows up step by step, and occasionally exercises, making him look a little taller than his peers.

But after all, he was just an ordinary person before.

And from the information I learned from the deacon who came today, in less than ten years, the guy surnamed Tang will go to war with the Wuhun Temple. When the city catches fire and the live fish are affected, then Barbie Q will be.

"Xiaoxiu, even if you can't be a soul master, you don't have to be so sad..." The old man's comforting voice came from the side.

Ren Xiu's decadent expression was put away in an instant, a smile was put on his ordinary face, and he said to the old man:

"Grandma, why are you here? Sit down quickly. I'm fine. Isn't it just a waste of martial soul? I don't believe that I can't become a formal soul master, and I still have a first-level soul power."

Yes, this may be the most special thing about him as a time traveler. After all, in the world of Douluo Continent, except for the protagonist, other people's martial soul Blue Silver Grass has no soul power.

And this is thanks to the deacon, a young man surnamed Tang who was innately full of soul power when he awakened in the holy soul village next door. He saw Ren Xiu's appearance of being hit and let him touch the crystal ball.

At that time, the deacon was still amazed, saying that today is the second person who has seen the blue silver grass martial soul and has soul power.

After all, not having soul power means not being able to become a soul master.

The eldest grandma sat next to him with a cane, and her eyes were not cloudy with sadness. She knew how disappointed Ren Xiu was in his heart. After all, becoming a soul master was what his parents expected of him.

Even though Ren Xiu's parents died shortly after he was born, Ren Xiu didn't remember them, but she still did.

But Ren Xiu may not care, he just wants to be a person who controls his own destiny.

The eldest grandma looked at him straight, thought for a while and then said to him: "Our village shares a work-study student quota with the next-door village. If you still want to become a soul master, I can discuss it with the head of the next-door village. Let me assign the spot to you."

Servitor?
A certain episode flashed through Ren Xiu's mind. It seems that a certain guy surnamed Tang also started as a work-study student. After all, so many years have passed, and some things can't be remembered clearly.

After contemplating for a moment, Ren Xiu put away the smile on his face, and said seriously to the old lady: "Then please ask the old lady."

"Yeah!" The eldest grandma smiled and nodded in agreement.

Afterwards, Ren Xiu chatted with the eldest grandma about the details, determined how to discuss with the village next door, and helped her back to her home.

When I got home, the sun had completely set. Ren Xiu called out the blue silver grass in the palm of his right hand in front of the table in the house, stared blankly, and at the same time thought to himself:
I don't believe it anymore, relying on the brilliant culture and brain hole of my big blue star for thousands of years, I still can't become a soul master, what a joke!
　swing open

　　
　
(End of this chapter)