Outside Notting City, Gintama Village

Gintama Village is not a big village, with only a few hundred households.

Today, the sun rises in the morning and the weather is exceptionally clear.

A man carrying a baggage slowly walked into Gintama Village.

This man looks to be in his twenties, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. He is very handsome. He is dressed in white clothes with a black cloak on his back. In the center of his chest, there is a fist-sized soul character. He looks quite handsome.

Temperament.

In addition, this man also has a badge engraved with a long sword on his left chest.

There are three long swords intertwined on the badge. The number of three represents the third-level title of soul master, Great Soul Master, and the long sword represents that this is a deacon from Wuhun Palace.

Soon after, the man came to a square in Gintama Village.

Here, there is a wooden house with a triangular roof.

There is a sword-shaped logo printed in front of the house, indicating that this is a simple church in Wuhundian.

At this time, there was already a row of children in front of the house waiting for the man's arrival.

In addition, there is an old man standing there in front of the house.

This is a strange old man, with a green turtle shell on his back, stooped at the waist, and holding a walking stick. He is obviously old and about to die, but he still has thick silver-white waist-length hair.

The man carrying the baggage saw the old man from a distance, so he waved and shouted: "Hey, long time no see, old Gongtou, the former deacon of Wuhun Palace, it seems that you have lived for another year."<

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As soon as these words came out, the veins on Old Turtle Shell's head suddenly burst.

I saw the old turtle shell clenching his withered fists and saying with a sinister smile:

"Hahaha, young people today are really rude. Young man, be lucky. If I were a few decades younger, I would have beaten your shit out by now, and then pounded you into your shit, and finally used

Your shit is coming to beat you!"

At this time, the man carrying the baggage had already approached.

After hearing the words of the old man Guike, he actually nodded with a look of approval and said: "If it is you, Old Gongtou, it is indeed true. After all, your old man's martial spirit is..."

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Young man, stop talking nonsense and work quickly, you bastard!!"

Before the man finished speaking, Old Turtle Shell interrupted him rudely, and the veins on his forehead became more and more rough.

This old man is already furious...

Even the children behind the old man saw that the old man seemed to be burning with resentment.

When the man carrying the baggage saw this, with a happy smile on his face, he led the children into the small church with the Wuhundian logo on it.

Then, the man took out a few black stones from the bag and said at the same time:

"Children, my name is Su Yuntao, the deacon of the Wuhun Hall, and also a great soul master. Today I will be responsible for awakening the Wuhun for you. Okay, everyone, stand here. Whoever I call will come over."<

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At this time, the old palace head also walked in and watched quietly as Su Yuntao awakened the martial arts spirits for the children.

Not long after, Su Yuntao's voice came...

"Rake, waste martial soul, no soul power."

"Broom, useless martial soul, no soul power."

"Sickle, useless martial soul, no soul power."

"The spatula is a waste of martial spirit and has no soul power."

"..."

As Su Yuntao's voice sounded again and again, one child after another left in disappointment.

Finally, a young man with silver hair walked over and awakened his martial soul.

As the awakening of the martial spirit began, little bits of light appeared in the young man's raised hand, and after a moment they gathered into the shape of a small grass.

"It's still Blue Silver Grass. It seems that there are still no children in Gintama Village who can become soul masters this year..."

Seeing this, Su Yuntao sighed slightly and said.

Then, he glanced at the old turtle shell standing in the corner with his waist hunched over, and he couldn't help but have a look of pity flash in his eyes.

When Lao Gongtou was young, he was also a deacon of Wuhun Palace.

However, due to injuries, he was forced to retreat to the rear.

In the end, he even left Wuhun Palace and returned to his hometown to become the village chief.

And the old Gongtou’s biggest wish is to have another soul master in the village.

Unfortunately, not everyone has the qualifications to become a soul master. The probability of ordinary people becoming a soul master is too low. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is only one in ten thousand.

Although Su Yuntao likes to quarrel with the old palace head, he just likes to quarrel. How can he have any evil intentions?

Finally, Su Yuntao handed the crystal ball to the silver-haired boy.

The soul power is tested as a routine, even though there is almost no possibility of soul power.

Buzz!!

However, the next second, the crystal ball lit up!

It's just that the light is a bit dark...

It was bright, but not completely bright. It just gave off a little light, and it looked just like fireflies in broad daylight.

However, even so, the eyes of the old Gongtou, who was standing not far away like an old zombie, suddenly lit up, and he stretched out his trembling hands as dry as tree roots, wishing he could do some back handsprings on the spot.

, it’s a pity that his body doesn’t allow it.

"Hey! It's really weird that he actually has soul power. The last child from the Holy Soul Village also had a Blue Silver Grass martial soul, but he had full innate soul power, and this child seems to have only half a level of soul power..."

Su Yuntao was also surprised, touched his chin and murmured in his heart.

"Child, what's your name? I'll give you a certificate."

Later, Su Yuntao came to his senses and took out a piece of paper from the baggage.

At this time, the silver-haired boy finally spoke: "My name is Gong Teng!"

"Surname Gong?"

Su Yuntao was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at Lao Gongtou.

The old palace head had already restrained his excitement at this time, and said slowly: "He is an orphan I picked up, so he took my surname. First, let's get a certificate that can enter the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy.

When Gong Teng's soul power level rises in the future, he will take over my previous class and join the Wuhun Palace."

Wuhun Palace does not have an academy that specializes in cultivating newcomers.

However, there is no need to think too wildly if you are born with half a level of soul power.

"Haha, there is a successor this time. Old Gongtou, even if he dies one day, he will be able to lie in his grave with a smile on his face. Congratulations, congratulations..."

Su Yuntao said with a smile on his face.

"Bastard!"

However, this time, Lao Gongtou was rare and did not fight back.

Because Su Yuntao is really right.

There is a successor to Gintama Village, and he can die with a smile and lie in his grave happily.

Soon after, Su Yuntao left.

Gong Teng, on the other hand, followed the old Gongtou back home.

As soon as he returned home, the old palace head rummaged through the cabinets and found an iron box.

Opening the iron box, there was a roll of parchment inside. The old palace head handed the parchment to Gong Teng and said, "Gou Sheng'er, this is the intermediate meditation method that was awarded to me by Wuhun Palace when I was young."

As an orphan who was picked up, Gong Teng naturally had a nickname. The old palace chief gave it to him, saying that the nickname would make him earn a living and not die young.

Gou Sheng'er is Gong Teng's nickname...

"Intermediate meditation method, is there any advanced meditation method?"

Gong Teng raised his hand to take the parchment and asked curiously.

"Yes, but I don't have it here. I want to go to the Wuhun Palace to perform meritorious service in exchange for advanced meditation methods."

After that, the old Gongtou took Gong Teng into a quiet room at home and began to teach Gong Teng how to practice meditation. It was not until Gong Teng successfully entered the meditative state that the old Gongtou left the quiet room.

Soon, night fell and the day passed...

Throughout the whole day, Gong Teng did nothing but meditate and cultivate his soul power.

It wasn't until night, when he returned to his attic and closed the doors and windows, that he sat down and raised his hands.

Buzz!
To be continued...