Douluo: left-handed golden cudgel right-handed Pangu axe

Chapter 15 Just promoted to the great soul master, and soon to be promoted to the soul master?

After Tang San woke up, he saw that the master was poisoned, and immediately helped the master clean up the toxin.

But Yu Xiaogang still didn't wake up. Mo Lang guessed that this might be related to his Ruyi Golden Cudgel stabbing the opponent's internal organs, and he needed to cultivate for a while.

Of course, he kept silent about this matter, after all, Yu Xiaogang wanted to see his baby, and he couldn't persuade him.

After helping the master deal with the poison, Tang San looked at Mo Lang who was beside him and asked tentatively: "Brother Lang, don't you wonder why I have so much?"

Mo Lang shook his head and said very freely: "What are you curious about? Everyone has their own secrets. It's no big deal. I just know that you are my brother."

"As long as I'm here, no matter what, I won't let you die." Looking at Tang San's moved eyes, Mo Lang couldn't help but pat the other party's dog's head, and said in his heart: "You're dead, why am I so in vain?" Whore sign?"

"Okay, a man bleeds and doesn't shed tears, let's go out quickly, otherwise the master's condition will only get worse if we delay." Mo Lang said, carrying the master on his back and leaving the Soul Hunting Forest.

the next day.

on the carriage.

After taking the medicine, the master finally woke up slowly under Tang San's care.

After discovering that he was not dead, he was glad for a while.

After finally finding such a good student as Tang San, how could he die so easily?

I must use my actions to prove that even if I am a waste, the apprentices I teach must be dragons and phoenixes!

Seeing the master come back to life, Tang San's hanging heart was finally relieved.

Although he has only been with the master for a few days, the other party's love for him is no less than Brother Lang and his father.

This made him feel the long-lost family affection.

"By the way, Brother Lang, I haven't shown you my soul ring yet!"

Like a child showing off his achievements to his parents, Tang San showed off his century-old yellow soul ring.

Mo Lang looked at Tang San's spirit ring calmly, and looked at the other party's eyes expecting him to praise him, Mo Lang reluctantly nodded: "En, not bad."

It wasn't that he deliberately hit Tang San, but after he obtained the ten thousand year spirit ring, he felt that the spirit rings under the ten thousand year spirit ring were rubbish.

It's good that he can praise Tang San, he already sees the face of his prostitution, and doesn't want to hurt the other party's self-esteem.

"Brother Lang, this is a 400-year-old mandala snake!" Tang San looked at Mo Lang's plain eyes, thinking that the other party didn't know how powerful his spirit ring was, so he couldn't help explaining: "The master said that this is the number one spirit ring." The soul ring can absorb the limit year of the soul ring!"

"..."

Seeing Tang San's eyes, the master knew what the other party wanted to say, just wanted to stop it, but Tang San had already spoken out his research results.

The old man couldn't help but blushed, and looked at Mo Lang and smiled awkwardly.

If it weren't for the dull pain in his chest, he would have felt that he was dreaming.

The first soul ring and the second soul ring are both ten thousand year soul rings. I have to say that Mo Lang's talent is a bit too scary.

"I know, so you're good."

Mo Lang didn't want to show off his ten thousand year spirit ring to attack Tang San. After all, the other party was still young, and he was afraid that the other party would not be able to accept the gap with him, and his Dao heart would collapse.

"Just not bad? Then let me see how powerful your soul ring is!"

Tang San was obviously dissatisfied with Mo Lang who just said that he was good, and wanted to see how Mo Lang's spirit ring was doing.

"Ugh."

Sighed.

Mo Lang looked at Tang San who could never calm down in front of him, he knew that if he didn't let the other party give up, he would definitely pester him all the time.

He had no choice but to reveal his ten thousand year spirit ring.

"Brother Lang, it's okay... what the fuck! The ten-thousand-year soul ring!"

Seeing Mo Lang's helpless sigh, Tang San thought that the other party wanted to save face, and deliberately said that his martial spirit was only good.

Just as he was about to comfort the other party, he saw two black glowing ten thousand year soul rings all over Mo Lang's body, floating in front of him.

The whole person is stupid.

Didn't it say that the first soul ring's absorption limit is 423 years, and the second soul ring's absorption limit is 764 years?

Why are both of your ten thousand year soul rings?

Could it be...

Master is a liar?

Thinking of this, Tang San turned to look at the master.

I regard you as a father respected.

You tricked me into being a grandson?

"Little San, listen to the teacher's explanation. It's all because of the mutation of Alang's soul power, which makes him absorb the soul ring more perverted than ordinary people."

Seeing Tang San's eyes, the master knew that the other party was going to collapse, and immediately explained.

After finishing speaking, he still looked at Mo Lang. If you don't explain it to me, I really won't be able to wash it off even if I jumped into the sea.

"Master is right. I was able to absorb the ten thousand year spirit ring because of the variation of the spirit power." Mo Lang nodded.

Because he still needs the master to explain to him later.

After all, it was made up by myself.

If there is an explanation from the master, this convincing power is enough.

"..."

After listening to Master and Mo Lang's explanation, although Tang San didn't feel as uncomfortable as before.

But he couldn't be happier anymore.

He finally understood why Mo Lang said "Not bad" so reluctantly.

It turned out that the opponent's first and second spirit rings were both ten thousand year spirit rings!
The clown was me.

"Okay, don't be so discouraged, don't you still have a second martial soul, and when you become stronger, you can also give it a soul ring of tens of thousands of years."

Mo Lang was afraid of hurting Tang San's enthusiasm, so he didn't follow the plot to start the development, and immediately couldn't help spoiling it.

"What does it mean?"

As soon as Tang San heard that his second spirit could be ten thousand years old with his first spirit ring, he immediately asked curiously.

Mo Lang glanced at Yu Xiaogang, that means your job is coming.

Yu Xiaogang originally wanted to tell Tang San later that the other party was so ambitious, but Mo Lang told him so, so he sighed and said, "Originally I wanted to tell you the secret of twin spirits later, but since Xiaolang said, then I will tell you and forget it."

"Twin Martial Souls, I have met three people in my life." When Yu Xiaogang said this, he glanced at Mo Lang who was at the side again. He always felt that the other party must have a more powerful Martial Soul.

Then, the master explained the mystery of twin martial souls.

Finally, Yu Xiaogang said solemnly: "So until you have a certain ability to protect yourself, don't let other people know the secret of your twin martial souls, you know?"

"I see."

Tang San nodded, it seems that his talent is still very good.

"By the way, Brother Lang, how many levels of soul power do you have now?"

Tang San was also curious about how much gain Mo Lang would bring after absorbing two ten thousand year spirit rings.

Hearing this question, Yu Xiaogang also looked at Mo Lang very curiously.

With the blessing of two ten thousand year spirit rings, this kid's spirit power must have improved by leaps and bounds.

When Mo Lang heard the words, he was also a little curious because he didn't read it himself.

So I ran the Star Jue and felt it.

He was stunned by this feeling.

Why did I suddenly become a level 28 soul master?
Doesn't this mean that he will get the third soul ring and become a soul lord again?
Thinking of this, he looked at the curious Tang San again in embarrassment.

Looking at the familiar eyes, Tang San suddenly became sensible, and said with some frustration: "I understand, I won't ask any more."

Seeing this, Mo Lang patted Tang San's shoulder with a smile on his face: "Okay, you're not bad, work hard."

Immediately, Mo Lang stopped talking, but looked forward to the time of the next check-in.

It's just that the system prompts that the next sign-in location is actually the time when Tang San went to the blacksmith shop for the first time, which made him a little puzzled. Could it be that the fourth sign-in reward is related to blacksmithing?

(End of this chapter)