The Legend of the Dragon King

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Tang Mailin, standing in the middle of the awakening room, was a little nervous. He looked around from time to time. After all, he was only six years old, without his parents. How can his emotions be calm in this strange and novel environment?

At this moment, the soft white light shining in the hand of the spiritualist attracted his attention.

That soft white light, is it the legendary power of the soul? Powerful energy that only spiritualists have?

As he watched in surprise, the spiritualist's right hand turned a little towards the sky, originally excited by the white light on his hands, the white light rushing into the sky was like a blooming fireworks, bringing a glorious glow to the awakening chamber.

That beautiful stretch of road lit up, starting from the ceiling, stretching down along the four walls, like a revitalization, like having life, and spreading all the way down to the foot of Tang Dynasty Lin, all the light eventually converging in his standing position.

A warm, melting force with a little crispness poured into the body from the heart of the foot, causing Don Dandelin's little body to tremble slightly, and immediately, he felt his whole body tremble slightly like electric shock.

Everything in front of him became blurred, and an image kept flashing in his head, and he wanted to see it clearly, but only felt the light flow, seemed to see it, but could not remember anything.

And in the eyes of the spiritualist, he has been rendered with white halos and glow all over his body, and his martial soul is about to awaken under this ancient and traditional ritual.

“Ah -” Tang Danglin suddenly screamed, frightening the spiritualist. Normally, when he awakened his martial soul as a child, he would not feel much, but there were also very few people who were in danger because of their fragility and their inability to withstand the impact of energy.

As soon as the spiritualist walked away, he arrived in front of Tang Dynasty Lin. Once he really found out something was wrong, he would terminate the ceremony in the first place to ensure the safety of Tang Dynasty Lin.

Close to him, he was surprised to see that Tang Mailin seemed to have a golden pattern flashing on his forehead, and then the golden pattern appeared as a mesh spreading across his limbs.

What kind of soul is this? The preacher was very senior and awakened tens of thousands of children by his hand, but this was the first time he had seen the situation in Tang Danglin.

The faint energy fluctuations emerge quietly from Tang Mailin at the next moment. The energy emerges from his small belly. This is the most normal place where the power of the soul is generated. The energy fluctuations are not strong, but they exist.

This is a surprise to the spiritualist. This is clearly a soul-bearing martial arts soul. Many times, even after a whole day of rituals, it may not be possible to meet a soul-bearing child. Today's luck seems good. But what is his soul?

The golden pattern of the previous mesh had disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before. Tang Mailin's eyes were closed, as if he had endured intense pain, but his right hand had been lifted slowly.

Palms up, pale blue halos coming out of his palms, followed by a few little pale blue grasses drilling out quietly, spreading, soft gently swinging, emitting very slight fluctuations of energy.

“Blue silver grass?” The voice of the preacher was filled with disappointment. But it was soon replaced by surprise. Blue silver grass soul. He has seen many of them. This is a standard obsolete soul! Blue silver grass is the most common presence on the entire Douro continent, even on the Starlo and Tiandou continents, and is found everywhere on the lawn of Red Mountain College. It's just, how could such an obsolete soul be born together?

It hurts! Don Mailin just feels like his body has been torn apart.

When he was first injected into his body by that warm energy, he was just crisp and even a little comfortable, but soon, a strong thermal energy burst out of the limb wreckage, this heat raging wildly in his body, quickly gave him a feeling of fullness, a feeling that had to be broken to make him painfully unable to breathe.

Tearing sensations, bones, muscles, skin, all over the body.

As if it had been a long, long time before the pain had gradually subsided, his eyes opened with a slight warmth coming from his palms.

Little blue grass, lush in his palm, blue silver grass?

Though young, Tang Mailin clearly remembered what he was doing now, so he woke up at the first moment, “Blue silver grass? My soul? ”

Though he has yet to truly learn about martial arts, there is still the most basic cognition, and of course he knows that blue silver grass is a kind of obsolete martial arts soul, and the most obsolete kind.

“Well, yes, that's your soul now.” The spiritualist smiled, but there was no shame in his eyes.

Having the power of the soul is certainly a good thing, but if the soul is blue and silver grass...

Tang Dynasty Lin's lips trembled slightly, and his intense sadness filled his little heart. After so long, what he eventually possessed was an abandoned spirit.

“Son, don't be sad, you have the strength to accompany you.” The spiritualist hurried.

“Me, I have soul power?” Tang Danglin looked at him surprised.

The spiritualist nodded, “I just briefly tested for you, the innate soul power level three, although not very good, finally has the soul power. If you work hard, you can become a spiritualist! ”

Tang Mailin was stunned. “But my soul is blue silver grass...”

The spiritualist smiled, “Have you heard the story of Tang Gan? Tangmen founded the master of the ancestral master, but it is blue silver grass! Twenty thousand years ago, by virtue of the existence of such a completely obsolete soul in the eyes of ordinary people, he defeated the evil temple of martial arts on the mainland. ”

Tang Danglin blinked. How could he not have heard the story of Tang Gan's founding fathers? The tale of the legendary Power and the legendary Tower's first tower owner is the most widely spread legend on the continent and the most popular.

“But isn't the soul of Tangmen's founding grandmaster the Blue Silver King?” Tang Mailin asked seriously.

“Uh...” The spiritualist was a little embarrassed, and this little guy, obviously, wasn't that easy to fool, “Blue Silver King also evolved from Blue Silver Grass. If you want to be a spiritualist, work hard. ”

Tang Mailin bit his lip, “Thank you, Master Spiritualist. ”