Douluo Continent: Building a Divine Kingdom Starting from the Spirit Hall

Leaving aside Tang Hao's thoughts, Tang San followed Old Jack to a large rock hall at the entrance of the village. The stone door was carved with a six-winged angel, which was said to be the angel god worshipped by the Spirit Hall.

This stone hall is said to have been carved out by a Soul Master from the Spirit Hall a few years ago from a 20-meter-long boulder that rolled down from the mountain. It is a single, solid structure and quite sturdy.

That is the venue used by the Spirit Hall to awaken the spirits of six-year-old children in the village. It is the most basic institution of the Spirit Hall. It is said that every village has such a stone hall, which also represents the Spirit Hall.

By this time, many children had arrived at the village entrance. All the sensible children had come, and even quite a few adult villagers had come. At this time, many villagers were carefully cleaning the stone temple. They were cleaning very seriously and devoutly. One aunt even knelt down and prayed for blessings to the angel pattern on the stone door of the temple.

"Grandpa Village Chief, why do we have to clean that stone hall every month? Wouldn't it be enough to just clean it once a year before we awaken our Martial Soul? Is it a requirement of the Martial Soul Hall?"

Tang San couldn't help but ask. Although he didn't have much of a concept of the Spirit Hall, his father's attitude when the village chief came to his house to inform him about awakening his spirit made him guess that his father disliked the Spirit Hall, which made him instinctively dislike the Spirit Hall.

Moreover, the villagers' monthly thorough cleaning of the rarely used stone temple is a complete waste of their energy. A few months ago, a villager even fell while cleaning and lay in bed for more than a month before recovering.

Could it be that the Spirit Hall forced the villagers to clean like this?

That's outrageous!

"The Spirit Hall didn't make that request; we came to clean it ourselves."

Old Jack shook his head, glanced at Tang San, and then looked at the children at the village entrance.

“Little ones, come here, Grandpa will tell you the great secret of this stone palace.”

Waving to the little children, Old Jack walked to the front of the stone hall and pointed to a slightly protruding stone on the wall next to him, saying, "This stone is the mechanism to open the stone door of the hall. Press it down and the stone door will slide open."

If bandits or mountain thieves ever come to the village, you should run here as fast as you can, press down on this stone and hide inside the stone hall. As long as you hide inside the stone hall, even the fiercest bandits and robbers will not dare to harm you.

Even if you encounter bad people outside, it's the same. Now every village has one of these stone temples; they can save your life in a critical moment, you know?

"Grandpa Village Chief is so long-winded. My mom has told me this so many times."

A chubby little boy with a chubby face muttered something, and most of the children weren't surprised; they obviously already knew the secret.

"Why is it safe to hide inside? The mechanism to open the door is on the outside. We can use it to open the door, and so can the bad guys."

Tang San didn't understand. As a member of the Tang Clan, he could tell at a glance that it was a rather simple and crude mechanism, with no difficulty whatsoever.

Although this stone hall is sturdy, it is not difficult to destroy if someone wants to. In fact, the stone hall has glazed windows, so even if bandits and robbers cannot enter through the stone door, they can break through the windows to get in.

"The reason why the stone hall is safe is not because of the stone hall itself, but because of the Spirit Hall it represents."

More than a decade ago, the Spirit Hall issued a statement to the entire continent, declaring that no one was allowed to take action within the Spirit Halls in any region, let alone harm anyone there. Otherwise, they would be hunted down by the Spirit Hall at all costs, with no exceptions, not even the most powerful and influential.

Therefore, this stone temple is our village's last lifeline.

As he spoke, Old Jack reverently bowed to the angel pattern carved on the stone gate. Although their Holy Soul Village had not been damaged by bandits since the Spirit Hall's statement, one could never be too careful about the possibility of something going wrong. With this stone hall there, he could feel more at ease.

"Wouldn't it eliminate bad guys if the Spirit Hall simply wiped out those bandits and robbers?"

Tang San asked again, "As a member of the Tang Clan, we believe in striking first. Rather than passively defending, it's better to eliminate the enemy first. Only offense is the most perfect defense."

"You're still young, there are some things you don't understand. It's impossible to completely eliminate bad people like bandits and robbers, because some people want them to continue to exist."

Don't say these things outside, or you might bring trouble upon yourself.

Speaking of this heavy topic, old Jack couldn't help but sigh and gave a solemn reminder.

As the oldest person in the village, he had experienced far too much and witnessed too much darkness, especially the war that year, in which countless villages were destroyed, and even the people of their Holy Soul Village were reduced by more than half.

That's why he desperately wanted a Soul Master to appear in the village, even if it was just a low-level Soul Warrior, as long as he had strength stronger than ordinary people and could protect the village in critical moments.

"Respect yourself as a bandit!"

The phrase popped into Tang San's mind: In his previous life, there was a saying about "raising bandits to enhance one's own importance." If the Spirit Hall wanted to gain the support of the people, the simplest way would be to create some external threats and force the people to gravitate towards it. Such methods were too despicable.

Thinking of this, his already somewhat averse to the Spirit Hall became even more disliked and contemptuous.

Just then, two figures sped in one after the other from the path outside the village, the last one gracefully flipping and landing in front of the crowd.

"Steward Su, we'll be troubling you again this year!"

Old Jack bowed to the young man in the lead, then looked at the young man beside him.

Su Yuntao used to come alone, why did he bring someone with him this year?

"Ok!"

Su Yuntao bowed slightly in return to Old Jack and introduced him, "This is my colleague Tian Boguang. Like me, he is a patrol officer. This year, I'm bringing him to help the children awaken their martial spirits and familiarize them with the process."

"Hello, Steward Tian!"

Old Jack bowed to Tian Hao, and Tian Hao returned the bow slightly.

That's right, the person who came with Brother Tao was indeed Tian, ​​who had changed his name and even altered his appearance, giving him a more sleazy look.

"Xiao San, Xiao Lan, come here and greet the two stewards."

Old Jack waved to Tang San and a little girl.

"Greetings, Steward Su!"

"Greetings, Steward Tian!"

The little girl came over and greeted him sweetly, so Tang San had no choice but to greet her in return.

He is still very weak and cannot show hostility, otherwise it will cause trouble for his father.

"Only two children this year?"

Looking at the two little ones in front of him, Su Yuntao frowned. Last year he had four children, but this year the number has been cut in half.

"The war back then damaged the village too much. It's much better now than when we first rebuilt the village when there was no one left."

Old Jack was very content. After the war, Holy Soul Village was almost abandoned. It was he who went out and found some homeless refugees to bring back and rebuild the village. In the first few years, there were no children of the right age to awaken their martial souls. It was already very good that they could maintain the presence of children of the right age every year.

If this continues, Holy Soul Village will eventually be able to return to its pre-war state.

May there be no more war!

With a sigh, Su Yuntao carefully examined the two children from Holy Soul Village this year. After looking at the timid little girl, he felt she was quite ordinary, but he still smiled to comfort her. Then he looked at the other child and was somewhat taken aback when he saw the composure and calmness that did not belong to her age.

"I don't think I've seen you before. Are you an orphan that old Jack took in?"

This child is special, unlike any other child of this age; he seems like a little adult.

For the past few years, I have been in charge of the martial spirit awakening work in the villages in this area. Because all the children in the village come to watch the recording of the Soul Master Competition, they will not forget this child if they have seen him before.

“Xiao San has lived in our village since she was a child. However, she is introverted and withdrawn. She used to just stand outside the door watching the recordings, so you don’t remember her, Steward Su.”

Old Jack offered an explanation, saying he felt sorry for and troubled by Tang San. The child lost his mother at a young age, and his father didn't know how to take care of him. Luckily, Xiao Lan's mother had extra water resistance and was able to raise the boy when he was young.

Perhaps because he didn't have a mother, the boy was withdrawn and didn't get along with others. He was worried that the boy would be bullied when he grew up.

Nodding knowingly, Su Yuntao didn't say much, turned around, opened the stone hall door and went inside, taking out the projection soul tool from his storage soul tool.

Tian Hao followed closely behind. After entering the stone hall, he glanced in one direction outside. Even with the wall blocking his view, he could still tell that a familiar person was there, and that he was filled with murderous intent, intent directed at him and Brother Tao.

"Are you worried that the awakening of the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul will be exposed, and you want to kill me to silence me?"

Tian Hao quickly guessed Tang Hao's thoughts and expressed his understanding.

Regardless of their original destiny or the present situation shaped by his butterfly effect, the Clear Sky Sect and the Spirit Hall are enemies. If the Clear Sky Hammer were to truly appear in the world, it would inevitably attract the attention of the Spirit Hall. If they knew that Tang San's father was named Tang Hao, they would definitely fight to the death, since Qian Xunji's death was related to Tang Hao.

In the original novel, Tang San possessed twin martial souls and only revealed the Blue Silver Grass. Otherwise, if he had revealed the Clear Sky Hammer, Brother Tao would have been in grave danger.

Don't say that Brother Tao can't recognize the Clear Sky Hammer. The patrol deacons in charge of awakening in the Spirit Hall must master the Spirit Encyclopedia, which contains all the Spirits that have appeared on the entire continent. Only in this way can they select talents for the Spirit Hall from among the common people to the greatest extent possible.

Furthermore, as a top-tier martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer's innate soul power is definitely not low, and how many hammer martial souls on the continent have such high innate soul power?

You could guess what it is even with your toes.

So, in the original timeline of fate, Tao Ge was able to save his life thanks to Tang Shenwang's cautious nature, which resulted in him only revealing a single Blue Silver Grass.

Tang San and the little girl named Xiao Lan walked in, led by Old Jack. The children in the village followed behind, while the adult villagers stood outside the door and windows, watching and waiting.

Following the procedure, Su Yuntao activated the projection soul guide device and projected the image. The first thing that appeared was someone singing the song "Young Heaven Fighter's Tale" in the Heaven Fighting Arena.

The passionate and stirring song resounded throughout the stone hall. Even Tang San, with his deep and reserved nature, couldn't help but feel a little excited, though he didn't like it.

As a disciple of the Tang Clan, one should always maintain a calm mindset. This feeling of being overwhelmed with excitement can easily affect one's temperament and judgment, making it difficult to maximize the effectiveness of hidden weapons.

As the song ended, the competition began, featuring the most exciting moments from all three Soul Master Tournaments, especially the high-effect battle scenes showcased by someone using multiple aliases.

Although he had seen them last year and the year before, Tang San still couldn't help but feel a longing when he saw those battle scenes again.

Soul Masters are too strong, far surpassing martial artists from my previous life, especially those prodigies who are even more terrifying.

I long to be that kind of prodigy!

Even the deep and reserved Tang San couldn't help but feel a longing after seeing it, let alone the others inside and outside the stone hall.

An hour later, the exciting clips from the Soul Master Competition were finally shown. Su Yuntao stepped forward, put away the projection device, and then turned to face Tang San and the little girl named Xiao Lan.

"What you just watched was a recording of the first three Soul Master Competitions, the most exciting part of it. The world of Soul Masters is dangerous, but it is also wonderful. I hope you can all become Soul Masters and experience its splendor."

After saying what was customary, Su Yuntao looked at his partner, Tian Hao.

"Xiaotian, you can do it again this time."

He was assigned a task by his superiors: to mentor this colleague. After guiding him through the process of awakening his martial soul this year, this colleague would be able to independently manage an area next year, just like him.

Tian Hao didn't say anything. He stepped forward and knelt down in front of the little girl. He smiled and gently rubbed the little girl's head with her braids, saying gently, "Don't be afraid, it won't hurt."

As he spoke, he released his own holy light soul power to calm the little girl's timid and nervous mind. After all, holy light soul power is fused with holy attributes, so it naturally has the characteristics of holy attributes, and calming people's hearts is one of them.

Sure enough, under the soothing power of the Holy Light, the little girl calmed down and even blinked her bright eyes at the uncle in front of her.

Seeing that the little girl's emotions had stabilized, Tian Hao stood up, raised his hand and pressed it above her head. Holy light soul power surged from his palm and transformed into a ball of golden light that enveloped her.

This is a method of awakening martial souls based on holy light soul power. It no longer requires special soul tools to assist it. After all, all the soul masters in the Spirit Hall who have cultivated holy light soul power started their cultivation by consuming holy light fruits, which are cultivated using angelic divine power.

Therefore, all Soul Masters who cultivate Holy Light Soul Power possess a certain amount of Angelic Divine Power, and with the right secret techniques, they can help people awaken their Martial Soul.

Of course, mastering that secret technique is not easy.

As the Holy Light Soul Power entered the little girl's body, the power of her bloodline was activated and converged towards her right hand, showing a tendency to burst out of her body.

"It's a weapon spirit. Extend your right hand."

Sensing the abnormality in the little girl's body, Tian Hao spoke gently.

The awakening method of weapon spirits is different from that of beast spirits. Beast spirit awakening is when the spirit possesses the body, and some characteristics of the spirit will appear on the body.

The weapon spirit is manifested through the palm, and the little girl's spirit power gathers in her right hand, rather than spreading throughout her body like a beast spirit, so it is undoubtedly a weapon spirit.

The little girl obediently raised her hand, and a small blue grass with silver stripes appeared in her palm—it was the Blue Silver Grass.

Is it her?