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Chapter 8: Su Yuntao (1/2)

Holy Soul Village.

After Wang Feng helped Tang San back to the village, he did not go to Tang San’s house and returned to his home.

Walking on the ground, Wang Feng looked around the Holy Soul Village, watching the changes in the Holy Soul Village in the past few years.…

The ground is paved with stones, unlike the pure dirt roads of a few years ago, which are flat and smooth.

This was laid out with stones shipped from Notting City, and the cost was naturally not small.

The Holy Soul Village, which was originally ordinary, has vigorously built many novel buildings in the past two years.

Colourful flowers were planted on both sides of the road.

In the centre of the village, there is also a stone pillar with a handprint on it.

This stone pillar was redecorated by Wang Feng’s suggestion to the village chief Jack at the time, and he immediately redecorated it.

Around the stone pillars, there is a circle of unique dragon head stone carvings that look like dragon-shaped soul beasts.

From the dragon’s mouth, springs of water spurted out, surrounding the centre of the stone pillar.

It’s like a miniature garden.

In front of the stone pillar, there is also a sign.

This sign introduces the origin of the stone pillar.

At noon, many outsiders looked at the Holy soul Village strangely, then walked to the centre, admired the stone pillar, and then looked at the sign.

I saw lines of small print written on the sign：

“Many years ago, there was a girl named Xiaoxun in Holy Soul Village.
She was innocent, lively and cute… There was also a young man named Xiaoyan.
The two grew up together and were childhood sweetheart… until, one day, both of them reached the age of martial spirit awakening.
”

“Xiaoyan is the hope of the village.
He is extremely talented.
Everyone in the village has hope for him.
They all think that he can awaken the martial soul and become a powerful soul master.
However, on the day when his martial arts awakened, Xiaoyan was indifferent.
He…did not have the qualifications to become a soul teacher.
Even many children had awakened martial spirit.
”

“He is the only one who didn’t.
Xiaoyan became a waste that everyone in the village looked down on him, a waste that martial spirit didn’t even have.
”

“However, at this time, Miss Xiaoxun has awakened a powerful martial spirit, and she is still full of innate soul power that is rare in a century.”

The story is introduced here, it’s gone.

Many pedestrians saw this, and their appetites were lifted, but they only saw the following line:

“…But, maybe you can’t think of it, the handprint of the soul saint on this pillar…was not left by Miss Xiaoxun…but Xiaoyan left it! ”

“If you want to know the following story…and various reasons, please visit the Holy Soul Village…”

Seeing this.

Many pedestrians were stunned.

“Wow, it’s so hateful! How can you not finish the introduction? ”

An outsider tourist said angrily.

“Hey, look, there is still a line of small print in the handprint of the stone pillar: Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, don’t bully the young and poor! Wow, so hot-blooded, could it be that Xiaoyan left it behind? He must have become a soul saint later, but how did he do it? ”

“No, I will stay in the Holy soul Village for a few years and finish reading the story of this holy soul handprint!”

……

Wang Feng smiled and looked at many tourists and pedestrians, walking from outside the village, then stayed in front of the stone pillars, and finally stayed obediently.

“In such a remote place as Holy Soul Village, there is only agriculture.
Even if the output increases, it will not be able to make a few dollars.
”

Wang Feng chuckled a few times in his heart.

Nowadays, Holy Soul Village can live so well, naturally, not only because of the increase in the production of various crops.

Instead, because of foreign tourists.

In the previous life, it was the development of tourism.

And this soul saint handprint was Wang Feng’s idea of getting along at the time.…

Then in the previous article, Douluo’s mainland version of the soul breaks through the sky… perfect.