Douluo Continent, Hongshan College Awakening Room, as the spirit master's words fell, the little boy in front of him pursed his lips and said nothing,
as if he noticed that his remarks were inappropriate. The spirit master hurriedly said,
"Kid, don't be sad, you have soul power to accompany you."
"I, I have soul power?" The little boy in front of him asked him in surprise.
The spirit master nodded, "I just did a simple test for you. Your innate spirit power is level one. Although it's not very good, you do have spirit power. As long as you work hard, you can become a spirit master!"
The little boy in front of him was stunned, "But, but my spirit is a bug..."
The spirit master smiled and said, "Have you heard the story about the Tang Sect? The main spirit of the founder of the Tang Sect is the blue silver grass! Twenty thousand years ago, he relied on this spirit, which was completely useless in the eyes of ordinary people, to dominate the continent and defeat the evil Spirit Hall."
"But, isn't the spirit of the founder of the Tang Sect the Blue Silver Emperor?" the little boy in front of him asked seriously.
"Uh..." The spirit master was a little embarrassed. This little guy was obviously not so easy to fool. "The Blue Silver Emperor also evolved from the Blue Silver Grass. If you want to become a spirit master, then work hard."
The little boy bit his lip. "Thank you, spirit master."
Until he left the gate of Hongshan College, the little boy, also known as "Nan Fusheng", looked back. The street in front of Hongshan College was already crowded with parents who brought their children to participate in the awakening.
Fortunately, he came early.
"Dad, what do you think my martial soul will be? "The little boy who just turned six years old was a little excited about his father.
Hearing this voice, Nan Fusheng looked over and saw a little boy with short black hair. He was slightly taller than other children of the same age. The most eye-catching thing was his eyes. His big eyes were clearly black and white, and his long eyelashes were longer than many girls. Although he was dressed in ordinary clothes, his outstanding appearance was still easy to attract attention.
"Tang Wulin"
Seeing the protagonist of this world, Nan Fusheng's mouth curled up a little arc, then slowly turned around and stopped listening to the discussion behind him.
Nan Fusheng's home is in the civilian area of Aolai City. When he returned home, "I'm back", Nan Fusheng slowly shook his head with a self-talk. He was really not used to it!
"Is this my martial soul?"
As Nan Fusheng raised his right hand, a bug emerged in his hand. The bug itself was translucent and looked at his martial soul.
"Hey, how did I travel to the era of the Dragon King Legend? But at least in this era, I don't have to worry about the surveillance from the third brother in the God Realm. With the plug-in, I can at least become a god! "
Yes, Nan Fusheng is a time traveler. At that time, he was watching the TV series Douluo Dalu at home and reading the novel "Lord of Mysteries". Unexpectedly, the TV series happened to broadcast the third brother's "You Have Already Died",
and then he traveled through time. Unfortunately, the family he traveled to was a broken family. The man abandoned his wife and children, and the woman was also a shrew. His existence seemed to be an accident.
It seemed that except for a short period of time when he was just born, this family was beautiful. The young man and woman fell in love and gave birth to children. Later, because of some daily small conflicts, they slowly began to insult each other, and finally became strangers.
He died once when he was about three months old. His father ran away from home, and his mother went out to play crazy. It seemed that there was no child in the family at all. Like.
On the first day, he was so hungry that he started crying.
On the second day, no one cared about him and he stopped crying . On the third day
, he starved to death and the cheating tool first appeared .
"Am I going to die, or will I still starve to death, hehe?"
The darkness in front of him was stained with the deep red brought by the light. The thoughts in Nan Fusheng's mind surged and were difficult to calm down.
At this moment, he suddenly felt that the air around
him seemed to stop flowing, becoming sticky and weird. Immediately afterwards, he heard whispers in his ears that were sometimes fine, sometimes sharp, sometimes illusory, sometimes seductive, sometimes manic, and sometimes crazy.
Although he didn't understand what the whispers were saying, Nan Fusheng couldn't help but listen and distinguish.
His head hurt again, as violently as if a steel drill was inserted into it.
Nan Fusheng felt that his head was about to explode, and his thoughts were stained with psychedelic colors. He knew something was wrong and tried to open his eyes, but he couldn't do this simple action.
His whole body was getting more and more tense, and it might break at any time. He couldn't bear it anymore. When the string in his mind was about to break, the noisy and overlapping murmurs of countless voices receded, and the surroundings became very quiet, and the atmosphere was quite erratic.
Not only the atmosphere, but Nan Fusheng felt that his body was also erratic.
He tried to open his eyes again, and this time it was very easy.
The diffuse gray fog reflected in his eyes, hazy, blurred, and boundless.
"What's going on?" Nan Fusheng looked around in astonishment, then lowered his head and found himself floating on the edge of an endless gray fog.
"Source Castle" was a word that suddenly appeared in Nan Fusheng's mind. In addition, he found that he seemed to be in a spiritual state,
corresponding to the path: Fool, Error, Door.
Corresponding to the old days: Lord of Mysteries, King of Time and Space, Beacon of Destiny, Incarnation of Source Castle, Ruler of the Spirit World. Another piece of information emerged in his mind, and then he was kicked out by the gray fog.
After waking up, I found that I was not dead. There was still a little power left in my mind. With this little power, I barely got through the novice period.
After that, through research, I slowly figured out that this should be the source castle in "Lord of Mysteries".
Life is so unpredictable. You can only think about it. You can travel through time by watching a TV series or reading a novel. If I had known earlier, I would have read "Zhe Mou Tian", "Fighting a Certain Sky", and "Complete a Certain World". Wouldn't I have taken off in this way?
No, the culprit is still the third brother. Although I know it's not your fault, the last sentence I heard was "You already have a way to die".
Well, third brother, you already have a way to die
. After thinking about it for a while, Nan Fusheng slowly walked to the kitchen, ate some simple meals, and decided to go out to practice when he saw the same time.
Well, the practice of a thief, that's right, Nan Fusheng is already a thief.
The human power system of the Lord of Mysteries is a sequence potion system. Each path has ten step-by-step upgrade systems, "Sequence 9, Sequence 8, Sequence 7, Sequence 6, Sequence 5, Sequence 4, Sequence 3, Sequence 2, Sequence 1, Sequence 0". After Sequence 2, there are more complicated other level judgments.
Nan Fusheng is a Sequence 9: thief.
It is difficult to distinguish "thieves" from ordinary thieves and thieves. Maybe they are more powerful in their methods, and their purpose of stealing property is not for enjoyment or survival, but more like fulfilling a mission.
There is a certain improvement in physical fitness. He is a very good dagger and short sword user. This is Nan Fusheng's ability of Sequence 9, and it is also his understanding of this sequence.
Extraordinary ability:
Stealing: Can easily steal items in the target's pocket without being discovered.
Agile hands: Improve the stability and flexibility of wrists and fingers.
"Magic potion" needs to be digested, and the way to digest it is to act in accordance with the name of the sequence. As a thief, Nan Fusheng can only act as a thief to "digest magic potion", which is also Nan Fusheng's source of income.
However, he will stop at the right time every time, stealing only one meal or one day's living expenses, and will not choose those poor families or rich families. The poor are miserable, and they may not have money, and the rich family may be a soul master, so these are not his targets.
Most of the people Nan Fusheng chose were those gangsters without soul power. With the means of a thief, those gangsters were taken before they found out, but he would only take one meal at a time.
This is one of Nan Fusheng's rules as a thief, "As a thief, you can't be too greedy." In the Lord of Mysteries, magic potion digestion can be understood as "magic potion" is a profession, and acting is to do things corresponding to the profession and have your own understanding.
That is to say, a person must be clear about what his or her "profession" is. Whether it is a "lawyer", "writer" or "animal trainer", one must dig out and summarize the basic principles of this profession, and let one's body, mind and actions adapt to and follow these principles, and play the role of a qualified professional social person.
When one's image finally meets the public's perception of these professions, the magic potion can be digested.
However, as in the novel, one must remember that we are playing these professions, and in the depths of our souls, we are still independent and autonomous ourselves.
After a day of practice, Nan Fusheng went to bed.
(End of this chapter)