Douluo: I have a fatal mission board

Zhao Fan’s complaints received a response.

The next moment, the task board updated the information again.

[Gift package of reincarnation of life and death, twin martial spirits! 】

【Yin Yang pen! It determines yin and yang, determines life and death, it is the legendary creation tool of the God of Creation who controls the power of life and death! 】

【Reincarnation Bowl! According to legend, there is a certain mysterious god who is at the top of reincarnation. He has been with him since the beginning of time, and has undergone unimaginable magical changes under the invasion of time. 】

Zhao Fan was overjoyed, are these two martial spirits so powerful? ! Make a lot of money!

[ps-The items in the gift package are fakes, and the above information is for reference only. 】

The smile froze.

This task board is too stupid. Can’t the information be sent at once? Must be segmented!

Cut, happy for nothing.

Zhao Fan couldn't help but complain in his heart.

But he wasn't too surprised. It would be unreal if he could get the real thing so easily.

After a long time, the three Matthewnos finally calmed down from their excitement.

Zhao Fan stood up, patted his butt, and walked over there.

This is a subconscious action. The sanitation in the reception hall is cleaned every day by the aunt.

"Xiaofan, I really belong to you. I never thought you would be such a genius. It seems that our Notting City Spirit Branch Hall will soon have a titled Douluo."

Matthew Nuo and Sisi nodded, obviously very much in agreement.

"Let's do this. I'll write a letter to the Bishop of Zidian later and report the situation here. From now on, let Xiaofan go directly to Wuhun City to study."

"Wuhun City?"

Matthew Nuo lowered his head to look at Zhao Fan and touched his head.

Although Zhao Fan felt a little uncomfortable, he still held it back.

"Don't you want to go to Wuhun City? That is the holy land of all soul masters and the place where the Pope is. If you go there, you will also have the best training resources and receive the training of Wuhun Palace without sparing any effort."

Zhao Fan did not answer immediately, but fell into deep thought.

In his mind, that fatal task board appeared again.

【Destiny Track Mission! careful! ! ! 】

[Facing the arrangement of your beloved grandpa, you have only two choices. 】

[1. Agree. 2. Reject him. 】

【Notice! This choice is related to the number and type of subsequent tasks! 】

Looking at the information on the task board, Zhao Fan felt something was wrong.

Has this shit changed gender? Why did you suddenly become serious again? Didn’t you always bring some private goods in the past?

A minute passed, and the task board still didn't disappear, and there was no countdown.

Zhao Fan decided not to rush yet. It was only July and there was still more than a month left before school started. Even if it would take a lot of time on the road, delaying the decision for half a month was definitely enough.

He didn't know why, but he always felt that he would definitely meet Tang San when he and Su Yuntao went to the countryside this time.

Matthewno didn't rush, just waited quietly.

Zhao Fan raised his head and looked at him.

"Grandpa, I still need some more time to think about it."

.........

Holy Soul Village is a small village in the south of Notting City. There are more than 300 households in the village, which is considered medium-sized.

But Zhao Fan and Su Yuntao's second destination is it. If there is anything special about it, it must be that a soul saint came out of the Holy Soul Village more than a hundred years ago.

At this time, the white color of the fish belly in the distance in the east has disappeared, and the morning sun shines on the earth.

On a mountain forest trail, two figures, one large and one small, were traveling quickly.

"Xiaofan, are you okay? Do you want to take a rest?"

Su Yuntao turned to ask Zhao Fan with a worried tone.

After all, Zhao Fan is a six-year-old child. No matter how fierce the two of them fight, he has never been angry.

Zhao Fan shook his head and his breathing was still steady.

"No, you can still hold on. How far is it from Holy Soul Village?"

"It's almost there. There are only a few kilometers left."

The two did not stop and continued to maintain the previous speed.

On the way, Zhao Fan was not always in a hurry. He did not miss the practice of the Purple Demon Eye all day long.

Up to now, the realm of Purple Demon Eye has reached the first realm; and the other four secret arts are also constantly polished at the first realm.

hidden weapon? He, Master Zhao, is not interested in this.

.........

In the distance, the appearance of Holy Soul Village is already somewhat outline.

It is similar to the first village. Most of the houses are wooden houses, and large tracts of farmland have been cultivated.

It’s just that the distribution of agricultural land is seriously uneven. At least 80% of it is used for growing vegetables.

When passing by a radish field, Zhao Fan casually pulled out two radishes; handed one to Su Yuntao beside him, and kept the other for himself.

“Isn’t it bad to take the radishes from the field without the villagers’ consent?”

Su Yuntao was a little hesitant, holding the white radish but not taking his mouth.

Zhao Fan rolled his eyes and pointed at the small pit.

"Don't worry, I gave you the money; one Gintama coin is enough to buy several kilograms of radishes."

After hearing Zhao Fan's reply, the corner of Su Yuntao's mouth twitched slightly.

Throw Gintama coins? Is it so luxurious?

Zhao Fan didn't care about his mental changes. He took a bite and it was crunchy. Not to mention, it was quite delicious.

Of course, it's also possible that you didn't have breakfast in the morning, which is why you feel so fragrant.

.........

After a while, Su Yuntao led Zhao Fan to a small wooden house.

The wooden house is very simple, just a frame built with wooden boards; in the most conspicuous position of the wooden house, a large Wuhun Palace logo is hung on it.

"Wait a minute, we came early this time."

Su Yuntao said softly, looking towards the end of the dirt road.

Zhao Fan didn't care. He looked around for a few times and then ran to the side.

This is a bunch of flowers. Although it is not as delicate and beautiful as artificially cultivated flowers, when it comes to temperament, it is absolutely exquisite.

Zhao Fan reached out and teased her. In Douluo Continent, flowers also have their own consciousness.

Suddenly, his little hand was hanging in the air, with a look of astonishment on his face.

In front of him, the largest and tallest wildflower stem broke, and the next second, a white soul ring rotated upward from the bottom.

Su Yuntao had always paid attention to Zhao Fan. He chuckled and shook his head.

"Come here, they are already here; this is just a wild flower. Even if a soul ring falls, it is not a soul beast."

Zhao Fan was in a daze for a while, then walked back to Su Yuntao.

At the end of the dirt road, a black spot grew larger and larger, gradually revealing a human shape.

The leader was a white-haired old man with a cane; behind him, followed a group of children only six or seven years old.

Suddenly, Zhao Fan's eyes rested on a child in gray on the far left. He had short black hair and was clean and simple. Unlike other people of the same age around him, the composure of an adult could be seen at a glance.

But this is not the most important thing.

A minute later, when the two were only twenty meters away, Zhao Fan stared into his eyes.

Really alike, really alike, exactly the same.

After spending twenty-nine years together day and night, if I die, I will be buried by him.

The old village chief trotted over with a cane in his hand, his face full of apologies.

"Sorry, sorry, Master Soul Master, we are late."

"It's okay, it didn't take long."

Tang San frowned slightly and looked over according to his feeling; he saw an overly cute child staring at him stupidly.

He touched his cheek, thinking it was rice grains stuck on his face when he drank porridge this morning.

But the next moment, his pupils dilated instantly.

"Tang San? Is that you?"