Douluo: I Have a Big Golden Bell

Heaven Dou Empire, Fasino Province, Notting City.

Before dawn, the Gan family in Notting City was bustling with activity.

The gray and drizzly weather added a bit of tension to the atmosphere at the moment.

The young lady of the Qian family is finally giving birth!

It’s the cadre of the Soul Sect in Notting City!

The man who will change the continent in the future and is called a revolutionary in historical records will be born in this small family!

Perhaps the birth of great people is always ordinary.

There are no surprises, just the surprise of being reborn!

"This~~, where is this? I'm so sleepy!"

The small and frail body could not bear the memories of an adult, and the little person fell into a coma.

Slowly, time passed by.

But the boy named Qiandong is growing up happily.

. . . . . . .

Time flies, six years have passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, it was still dark, and a little boy of five or six years old, wearing a robe, was walking in the yard of Qian's house.

The little boy's facial features are quite delicate, but they are full of laziness, which doesn't match his cute little face.

This little boy is Qiandong.

Successor of Socialism!

"Hey, it's been six years since I traveled through time."

It has been six years since Qian Dong came to the world again.

When he was just a baby, because his brain was immature, he didn't fully receive past life memories.

Until now, he has basically recovered his memory, but only fragments.

He remembered that he was an orphan in his previous life and had always lived a hard-working and optimistic life.

I also remember that my only hobbies were reading novels and watching anime.

It's a little painful to think about this Gandong. One Piece hasn't been updated yet, so why is he wearing it? ! !

He also remembered that on the day he traveled through time, his dream of martial arts in the second grade was ignited and could not be extinguished no matter what.

I just wanted to go to a nearby temple to see if there were any martial arts secrets.

Unexpectedly, he actually came across the Yi Jin Jing, which was used to cushion the legs of a table in a large hall.

The cover of the book is yellow, but the font inside is clear, giving it a sense of age.

That is, only two pages are torn, one page is a diagram of the meridian movement, and the other page is a conception.

Even though there were only two pages, he was so happy that he sat under the table, hugged the two pages and started studying.

I didn’t expect that!A big clock fell from the attic of the main hall and killed him! ! !

Injustice or not!

Qian Dong touched his head, and it still hurt slightly.

Although there is nothing unusual about time travel, there are millions of people on earth, and tomorrow it will be my turn to time travel.

But just wear it, why did you travel to Douluo Continent?

He initially thought it was in the ancient world because technology was underdeveloped here.

But one day, when his father Gan Changhong revealed the three soul rings of yellow, yellow and purple in front of him, he was stunned!

"This, this, isn't this a soul ring? Did I travel to Douluo Continent???"

At that moment, Qian Dong was filled with fear and his face was wrinkled.

You know, in this kind of high-level martial world where force is the most important thing, it is full of dangers.

Possessing brilliant martial souls, strange soul skills, mysterious soul bones, and ferocious soul beasts.People practice through the awakening of martial souls and the level of soul power they possess.

If the Titled Douluo doesn't like you and kills you, where can you go to reason with him?

Suddenly, Qian Dong's carefree little heart suddenly became worried.

But he only remembered some fragments of Douluo Continent, and he had long forgotten what happened specifically, not to mention that he also lost some memories.

"Well, Master, Tang San, Xiao Wu, Shrek, what else is there??!"

"I don't want to think about it anymore, live one day, earn one day, no matter what he does!"

Qian Dong walked quickly to the restaurant, thinking about the awakening of the martial spirit tomorrow:

The martial soul will be awakened tomorrow!What martial soul can I awaken by then?

If nothing else, it should be the ancestral martial spirit Huang Zhong, but it must have soul power!

Qian Dong thought as he walked, clenching his little fists tightly, and his little face became more serious from the casual look just now.

Although he is a salty fish, he also hopes to be a salty fish that can turn over.

Unknowingly, I walked to the restaurant.

"Xiaodong, come over for breakfast."

It wasn't until his mother Zhong Xuedan's gentle call that he woke up.

"I know~" Qian Dong quickly ran into the room and sat down on the stool.

Mother is Qian Dong's favorite person, gentle and considerate.She was used to Qian Dong having memories of his previous life and acting like a child.

After waiting for a while, mother and the maid brought out the prepared meals.

At this moment, a strong voice came.

"You won't wait for me to eat, really."

Hearing the snoring sound coming from behind, Qian Dong knew that his father must have gotten up late again.

I saw a somewhat elegant and somewhat strong man walking in from the door.

He is Qian Dong's father Qian Changhong.

No wonder Qian Dong looks so cute - his mother is gentle and generous, and his father is elegant and easy-going. They both have good faces, so Qian Dong is naturally extremely cute.

At the dinner table, his mother served Qian Dong a bowl of black-bone chicken soup and muttered: "Xiaodong, your martial spirit is about to awaken. Come on, drink more soup. When the time comes, you will awaken a powerful martial spirit."

"Why, wouldn't it be good for you Dong'er if the martial spirit is not strong?" Qian Changhong raised his head from the bowl and retorted, he didn't want to put so much pressure on his son.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I don't feel sorry for my son. This is my wish!"

Zhong Xuedan glared at him and served soup to his son again.

"Yes, yes, son, you have taken away your mother's love from me!" Qian Changhong sighed, his face pretending to be gloomy.

Zhong Xuedan glared at her husband again, looked at her son again, and said again:

"Xiaodong, although it's time to awaken the martial spirit tomorrow, don't be nervous, okay?

Go to bed early tonight and try to awaken a powerful martial spirit tomorrow."

After saying that, he made a cheering gesture again.

Qian Dong drank the soup in a slurp, and looked at the father who loved him, and the gentle and kind mother in front of him, his eyes were filled with soreness, God was so kind to me!

"Mom, don't worry, Xiaodong will definitely awaken his powerful martial spirit tomorrow and become a strong man like his father."

"Hey, Xiaodong, don't be too stressed. My parents don't have any other abilities, so they can still support you for a lifetime."

Zhong Xuedan touched Qian Dong's hair and said.

This feels great!Zhong Xuedan silently stroked Qian Dong's hair, which he wouldn't let touch at all under normal circumstances.

Qian Dong didn't know what his mother was thinking, and he was already deeply moved.

Turn around and jump off the stool, ready to go back to the house to read a book, then take a shower and go to bed.

It is impossible to exercise, he is lazy, and he can barely maintain his life by reading and running.

After Qian Dong left, the conversation continued in the restaurant.

"What kind of martial spirit can Xiaodong awaken? Is it your Huang Zhong or my Mountain and River Map?" Zhong Xuedan asked uneasily.

Awakening the martial spirit is a process of fortune-seeing. Your own affinity and absorption of the martial spirit are expressed through your innate soul power.

Zhong Xuedan is a lucky person.

Her Shanhetu martial spirit is an auxiliary martial spirit that is not weaker than the Huang Zhong martial spirit.

Zhong Xuedan was originally a commoner, but due to the mutation of his martial soul, he gained a lot of soul power, so he met Qian Changhong while going out to travel, and finally came together.

"Don't worry too much. We both have soul power. Xiaodong will definitely be able to practice." Qian Changhong stood up and hugged Xue'er to comfort his wife.

......

Qian Dong walked around the yard twice to eat, took a shower, and then lay on the bed and read the book his grandfather had brought over, "Ten Core Competitive Theories."

Well, it makes sense!

Until very late, when he felt a little sleepy, Qian Dong sat cross-legged on the bed and silently practiced the "Yi Jin Jing" he last saw in his previous life.

"This world has soul power that can be absorbed. Finally, my martial arts dream is really coming!

Although practicing "Yi Jin Jing" has no other use except feeling very comfortable and falling asleep quickly.

But this is a classic from the past life after all. If this can change my qualifications and increase the upper limit of my soul power a little, I will be satisfied! "

This is why Qian Dong insists on practicing the Yi Jin Jing for an hour before going to bed.

But because the martial soul has not yet awakened and I cannot feel the soul power, I can only meditate on the image painted above, the golden bell!

It was exactly the same as the one that smashed him to death. He even suspected that the golden clock in the attic was modeled after this meditation picture.

An hour later, slight snoring sounded in the small room...