Chapter 141 Returning to the old place
I walked around the Royal City of Pelagius. After all, it was a place I had never been to before, so it might as well take a look around.

Therefore, Feng Xuan suddenly wanted to travel around the world. Since he was about to become an adult, he decided to take this opportunity to travel and see the world.

He wrote a few letters and asked the cardinal here to send a message to Wuhun City to report his safety, then he crossed mountains and rivers and headed towards his hometown, Shenghun Village.

Several years have passed. I remember that when we moved, I told Brother Tao that we would help the village, and every year my mother would send some money to Village Chief Jack. I don't know what changes will happen here.

Feng Xuan did not deliberately speed up along the way. He crossed the mountains and rivers that separated the north and the south, and took a leisurely walk to see the scenery of less than a hundred miles.

By the time we arrived at the Holy Soul Village, it was already midnight.

In the cold light of the silver moon, he actually saw a low stone wall.

Although it was only about ten feet wide, Feng Xuan did not choose to cross it. Instead, he circled under the "city wall" where only a person could barely stand, and finally stopped at the east gate facing Nottingham City.

The originally dilapidated loess gatehouse has been rebuilt, and the bumpy dirt road has been turned into a solid rammed earth road surface.

Walking into this familiar yet unfamiliar village, the villagers' houses have become neat and tidy. They have obviously been rebuilt. Judging from the shape, they are similar to my own courtyards in the past.

He counted the doors and finally stopped in front of his own house. A sign next to it read "Former Residence of the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall."

He found the key he had kept as a souvenir from the soul guide, opened the iron lock on the door, and saw the interior clearly in the moonlight.

Exactly the same as when I left.

If I remember correctly, my mother has already given the title deed here to Old Jack, and it seems that it has never been touched.

However, there was little dust or weeds in the stone-paved courtyard, and it was obvious that someone came to clean it regularly, and the same was true for the rooms.

The door was closed without being bolted.

Here, it is normal to leave doors unlocked at night, and everyone in the village knows each other well, except Tang Hao who suddenly moved in that year.

As for the matter of there being a few more garrison personnel in the village's Wuhun Temple, he was too lazy to care, as they were all his own people anyway.

Lying on the old wooden bed that he hadn't touched for many years, the slight creaking sound made Feng Xuan feel at ease. He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep in an instant.

Next day -
The bright moon had not yet set and the sky was still a little dark. An old man smiled and greeted the villagers who had gotten up early to go to the fields to tend to their crops.

Some people actually set up stalls on the repaired road, brought out stoves from their homes to cook, and sold breakfast directly in front of their doors.

The man waved his hand to signal the old man, and shouted, "Village Chief Jack, come sit down and have something to eat? The first bowl is specially prepared for you."

Having said that, he was about to serve it.

"No, there's meat porridge cooking at home, it smells delicious, and it will be almost time to go home after I finish cleaning." Old Jack shook his head and declined.

Looking at the figure gradually moving away, he was stunned.

Then suddenly someone called for breakfast, so I quickly turned around and greeted them with a smile.

Old Jack keeps an eye on everything. His favorite thing now is to wander around the village and see everything thriving.

In the past, most of the villagers in Shenghun Village were farmers, but since the Feng family left a sum of money, a steady stream of funding has poured into the village.

However, he did not dare to accept it until Su Yuntao came forward. Then he knew that these were all funded by the orders of the top leaders of the Spirit Hall. All this was because the Holy Soul Village brought the Holy Son to the Spirit Hall.

He still didn't take it, but instead took the rights to reclaim some nearby wasteland and the approval documents for road reconstruction.

Then use the money left by Feng Xuan to slowly build the village.

With gradual changes, the village became much richer and even had some spare money to use for business.

The children eat well and grow tall.

Over the past few years, several children with innate soul power have appeared. Although the highest is only level three, far inferior to the two back then, they all prove that the entire village is developing in a good direction.

This made more than a dozen nearby villages jealous.

Many street scoundrels who were jealous of others' success came to smash, loot and rob, which made him so angry that he had to go to Su Yuntao to ask for the approval to build a village wall, and he also got the garrison personnel from Zidian!
Previously, the sub-temple in the center of the village, which was only opened during the awakening season every year, had been deserted. With their arrival, it finally came to life.

Therefore, those street urchins who were looking for trouble were also scared away.

Because there is a Soul Saint among the people who come here!
Su Yuntao reported the matter of Zidian sending someone. Although he was weaker, he was a cardinal after all, and had a special status.

After Qian Renxue found out, she directly transferred someone from the Angel Legion. As for whether it would cause too much fanfare, this is the hometown of the Son of God, so what's wrong with having stronger protection.

Arrived in front of the courtyard that was ready to be cleaned.

Old Jack was about to take out the key from his pocket, but he saw that the lock was gone. "Oh no!" He was nervous, could it be that some scoundrel was stealing something from inside?

After all, this is the former residence of the Son of God, so it is not surprising that it would attract some greedy guys.

He gently pushed the door open, and the creaking sound scared old Jack, but he didn't hear any movement inside due to stress.

I took a quick look and it was very clean, it didn't look like there had been any thieves.

Or has the thief already escaped? Or has he been captured by the Soul Saint?
He quickly ran into the house and looked at the situation in panic, but there was no mess at all.

Then a light snoring sound was heard.

Old Jack frowned. He was still there. This thief was so arrogant that he dared to sleep at the crime scene while stealing.

I walked closer to see who was so bold, but found that the other person's face looked familiar.

He walked forward to take a closer look and exclaimed, "Little Xuan?"

Hearing the voice, Feng Xuan opened his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth.

"Long time no see, Grandpa Jack."

"You kid, why don't you say hello to me, an old man, when you come back?"

"I came quite late, so I didn't bother you. By the way, you've been cleaning here all the time. It's really troublesome. It's not necessary."

"That won't work. You are the pride of our Holy Soul Village!"

"Haha, not really."

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"You're up now, come over and have some food. I've cooked some meat porridge."

"it is good."

The two chatted for a few words, and Feng Xuan followed him to Old Jack's house.

Along the way, I greeted many villagers I knew and gave some snacks to the children who got up early and followed their elders around.

"Grandpa Jack, I have seen some good talents. Our Holy Soul Village will probably have another Soul Saint in the future." Feng Xuan said with a smile.

Hearing the voice, the kind-looking old man in front stopped.

Seeing that he was happy but very confused, Feng Xuan said casually: "If you are stronger, you can feel the difference between the children."

If we could really sense it, there wouldn't be so many buried geniuses in the world.

The innate soul power will only appear when the martial soul is awakened, but because of the special nature of the martial soul, one can sense the energy buried in the body. This is the truth.

According to Feng Xuan's estimation, the energy in the child's body that has not been converted into soul power has already reached the fourth level of strength. In two years, it can be increased by one level slowly through food supplements. If there is enough soul beast meat, it can even reach the second level.

These two children are lucky enough to have good luck. Now they have some spare money and savings and can eat well.

If it were in the Holy Soul Village of the past, it would be good enough to ensure that one would not go hungry. No matter how good one's talent was, if one could not get enough nutrition, one would be buried.

The reason why Tang San was able to have full soul power despite being malnourished was because he had Xuantian Gong. It is impossible for an ordinary person to be born with the skills.

Old Jack became excited when he saw the other party's solemn promise.

"Which one? I'll go talk to their parents."

"A little fat boy, the tallest one is a little worse, but not bad either. Just tell them to eat more good food, it will be good for their future."

Apart from these two, there is only one with energy in the body, at most level one, and there is a chance to accumulate it to level two.

Old Jack naturally knew whose children they belonged to. He didn't even bother to go home for dinner and ran straight to find them.

After all, the Holy Soul Village was a place where Soul Saints were born. There are actually some Soul Soldiers and Soul Masters here. The fat boy's parents are one level nine and one level twelfth.

It was a stall selling breakfast, and the conditions were quite good even in the current Holy Soul Village.

Sure enough, in this place, it is still the parents who decide one's innate nature, and the chances of ordinary people's offspring having soul power are very low.

　The second update will be later, probably in the early morning.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)