The plugin did change, and the grey progress bar was full.
Then there was nothing else except a small dot next to it.
There are no visions, no inexplicable magical brilliance, and no sublimation of the soul.
What happened just now was just his fantasy.
Fang Ling tried to interfere and select it with his mind.
Eh, just like Cthulhu, it can't be selected!
"Um..."
Reluctantly, he used more firm commands again, but it still had no effect.
After pondering for a moment, he muttered to himself, "Will it be revealed only after awakening the martial spirit?"
With a glimmer of anticipation, he rubbed his face vigorously with water.
Try to make your face whiter and more European.
Then he knelt on the ground and prayed non-stop to the gods and Buddhas from all sides, as well as the Douluo God of Creation, the God of the Sea, the God of Shura, and so on.
I hope to awaken a good martial soul and possess strong soul power.
Generally speaking, with cheats, you can defeat everything in seconds, so there is no need to be so humble.
But who made his plug-in so unclear?
Saying goodbye won't cost you anything.
In his one-year begging life, this was not the first time Fang Ling had to ask for help.
Dignity cannot be eaten and cannot provide sufficient nutrition, so he had long thrown it into the mud.
After a long time, he stood up with the help of the wall.
He straightened his clothes, which were torn but washed very cleanly, brushed off the dust on his body, and walked towards the Wuhun Hall.
Awakening the martial soul is a very solemn matter. Fang Ling is a beggar now, but he knows that he cannot be negligent in the slightest.
Whether your clothes are clean is a matter of attitude.
Otherwise, if the bad smell on your body offends the soul master, you will be in big trouble.
Weakness and ignorance are not obstacles to survival, arrogance is.
Time travelers are not superior to others and will die if stabbed.
What's more, he is a beggar and must be careful with his words and actions.
…
The Notting City Martial Spirit Branch Hall.
One of the most striking landmarks in the city is a majestic dome-shaped building.
Located in the city center, the surrounding area is extremely prosperous.
Because the academy registration is about to begin, it is the time for all the children of the appropriate age in the city to awaken their martial spirits.
So there are more people here than usual.
Since there was plenty of time and the crowds were dispersed, it was not crowded, especially for Fang Ling.
Who wouldn't frown and avoid seeing him dressed like a beggar?
"Uncle, I would like to ask, where can I awaken my martial soul?" Fang Ling looked up at the guard at the door.
"The little cripple is also here to awaken his martial spirit?"
The two guards had some impression of the little beggar and subconsciously covered their noses, but there was no bad smell.
They looked at each other in surprise, and one of them casually pointed out, "Just follow the flow of people in. Master Su Yuntao is in the awakening room."
Even if you are a beggar, as long as you are of age, you can come to the Spirit Hall to awaken your spirit.
"Thank you." Fang Ling thanked him quickly and walked towards the direction of the crowd.
Following the crowd, he lined up and walked up the stairs next to him to the second floor. He walked through the corridor on the second floor and entered the tall archway in the middle at the end of the corridor.
From time to time, cries and sighs could be heard from inside the door.
Fang Ling scanned the scene inside curiously.
The ground was inlaid with a black stone hexagram array used for awakening martial spirits, and it was controlled by a handsome young man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes.
Combined with what the guard said, it should be the legendary "Blind Douluo" Su Yuntao.
There was a blue crystal ball placed on the base on the table next to it. A tall, plump, and good-looking female soul master was holding a pen and paper and taking notes.
Fang Ling didn't recognize it. "Weapon spirit, Blue Silver Grass? Tsk, there are so many useless spirits. I haven't seen a single one with strong spirit power. Go test the spirit power next to it. Next one."
Su Yuntao declared expressionlessly.
Fang Ling heard this sentence sensitively, which meant that the gears of fate had not yet started to turn.
Su Yuntao and the female soul master worked together very well.
Soon, it was the turn of the boy walking in front of Fang Ling who had a pale face, as if he had congenital kidney deficiency.
Green soul power was injected into the black stone, light golden light enveloped it, and golden light spots floated into his body.
"Raise your right hand."
After a moment, Su Yuntao said, "The beast spirit, the bat, may be able to fly, which is much better than the blue silver grass. Next one."
The pale-faced boy with kidney deficiency walked out of the black stone hexagram formation. Fang Ling hurriedly entered it and stood in the center.
In Su Yuntao's slightly surprised look, he bowed and said,
"Master Su, I'm sorry to bother you."
After waiting for so long, it's finally his turn.
May all the gods and Buddhas in heaven, especially the god of the sea - Tang Buddha, bless you!
Perhaps it was the refreshing face and the ragged but clean clothes that played a role, plus Fang Ling was more polite, Su Yuntao also smiled faintly at this beggar:
"Well, stand still."
Green light enters the stone, golden light covers the body, light spots enter the body, and a familiar process passes.
Su Yuntao nodded slightly: "Weapon spirit, sickle, although the range is short, it also has a certain attack power. If you have soul power, you can become a combat spirit master."
"Yes, thank you for your guidance, Master."
Fang Ling's voice trembled slightly. Looking at the illusory gray light and shadow that quietly changed in his eyes, he subconsciously clenched his fists.
Praying is useless, he has no bloody background and his martial spirit is terrible.
Fortunately, the plugin changed and a panel unfolded.
It's a simple panel addition!
"Go test your soul power." Su Yuntao waved his hand, "Next."
Fang Ling walked to the table, and the beautiful woman pointed at the crystal ball: "Come, put your right hand on it."
Although there was contempt in her eyes, her expression did not change.
He quickly glanced at the data on the panel and found that no miracle had happened and his soul power was zero.
Without time to think about it, Fang Ling directly added the only point to his soul power with his mind.
Soul Power: 0→1 (0%) (+)
A breeze blew through the room, and the blue crystal ball emitted a faint light just as she was about to make her announcement.
The female soul master immediately changed her words: "Zero... Level 1 soul power."
"Name, no, you are a beggar, right? Did you have an identity in the past?"
"I named myself Fang Ling. I didn't have a name before." Fang Ling shook his head.
The past life was beautiful, but it is already in the past.
In this life, I am just a beggar struggling to survive. How can I have any status?
"Okay, then go wait in the room outside the door and open it. I'll get you a new ID when I have free time."
Regardless of their past, as long as they have the potential to become soul masters, beggars can be newly recruited.
"Thank you, beautiful sister." Fang Ling stood up and bowed to express his gratitude.
"Haha, my name is Sisi, go ahead."
When she heard this, she smiled and continued with her work.
Under the envious gazes of some children, Fang Ling walked to a small room nearby and sat down.
Immediately, he breathed a sigh of relief and had time to take a closer look at the plug-in.
Host: Fang Ling
Martial Spirit: Scythe (Lv1) (+)
(A common farm tool used for harvesting crops and mowing grass in rural areas. The tool is 55 cm long, with a crescent-shaped blade, 18 cm long back, 16 cm long blade, no oblique fine serrations, and a wooden handle, 30 cm long.)
Soul Power: 1 (+)
Soul Ring: None
Soul Bone: None
Specialties: Sharpness Lv1 (specialties inherent in martial spirits, inherent properties of metal tools with blades, it's just an ordinary sickle, it's ok to use it to cut grass, but it's not an axe, do you want to use it to chop trees?)
Toughness Lv1 (specialties inherent in martial spirits, inherent properties of metal tools, it's made by a blacksmith, not a hundred or a thousand forgings, it's just ordinary iron, don't have too many expectations on the hardness and toughness of an agricultural sickle.)
Points: 0 points
(End of this chapter)