Douluo's leisurely life

The space was distorted.

A giant indigo statue-like creature was seen rising from behind Ling Feng.

There is a halberd-like symbol on the top of the head, and above the scarlet eyes, there is a giant blue gem.

The strong muscles all over his body are like baked bread, and there is a pair of strong wings on his back, like a demon, attracting people's hearts.

The master looked at Ling Feng solemnly. If this martial soul didn't exude the slightest evil aura, and Ling Feng was only six years old, he would have mistaken him for an evil soul master.

"What kind of martial spirit are you? You actually have such power." The master felt the power naturally exuded by the martial spirit. It was very powerful.

This powerful martial spirit, which appeared in the same physical form as him, made him unconsciously think of a mythical existence.

Come to think of it, this martial soul's current ability is also extraordinary.

"How about Obelisk's Titan Soldier? Do you feel that you are short-sighted?" Ling Feng joked.

The tone of God is really quite impressive.The master looked at Ling Feng strangely.

The master smiled and said, "Xiao Feng, I even suspect that your innate soul power may be more than the tenth level. After all, there are only a few martial souls in the world who can exude this kind of momentum. They are all the top beings in the mainland."

"That's right, Brother Feng said that he is the man who wants to become the Pirate King." Tang Shan said mischievously.

Ling Feng thought to himself: Are you kidding me? The Giant God Soldier is a phantom beast, and there is no comparison with ordinary martial arts spirits. If I hadn't suppressed his strength, I could have beaten ten of them.

"How much do you know about soul masters?" The master looked at the two of them.

"The development direction of a soul master is divided into five major departments, combat system, food system, investigation system, treatment system, and control system. I should belong to the combat system." Ling Feng opened his mouth.

"Well, it seems that you understand it very well. Yes, it is necessary to determine the development direction of the martial arts. In the process of obtaining the soul rings in the future, there will be no problem of conflicting soul rings."

The master looked at Tang Shan again: "Your martial spirit is not an ordinary blue silver grass. Twin martial spirits can only be produced if they are of similar quality. And your Clear Sky Hammer is recognized as the first martial spirit in the mainland."

"According to my research on Bluesilver Grass, it also has advantages. For example, it consumes very little soul power, is confusing, can be found in many different directions, and is not prone to soul ring rejection. I suggest you develop into the control system."

"The choice of the soul ring focuses on two aspects. The first is toughness, making it difficult to break; the other is poison. This combination is the best choice. As for why you don't cultivate the Clear Sky Hammer first, you will know later. ”

The master turned to look at Ling Feng: "Your martial spirit is the second physical martial spirit I have ever seen. The benefits of this in combat are self-evident."

Ling Feng is also an understanding person. After all, if there is a fight, it will be equivalent to having an extra powerful manpower.

"In this case, tomorrow morning, I will take you to find a suitable soul ring and let you advance to become a soul master." The master looked up at the giant weapon, maybe Ling Feng could reach his level.

"Yeah." The two looked at each other.

Notting City at night.

Under the streetlight on the edge of the woods near the college.

Ling Feng sat on a small round chair, with a barbecue grill piled with food in front of him.

"Brother Feng, are you okay yet?"

A pleasant voice came from the left.

I saw that the desk on that side was piled with plates and iron picks, and two petite figures were eating happily there.

Ling Feng turned around and said dissatisfiedly: "Shanshan, Xiaowu, you guys eat too fast. I can't bake anything as fast as you. If you keep going like this, you may become a fat man and you won't be able to get married in the future. "

"Hey, Brother Feng's craftsmanship is so good. Others are not so lucky. If you ask me, even if I become a big fat man, I will still eat." Tang Shan said mischievously.

"I didn't see you being so good at eating in Holy Soul Village." Ling Feng shook his head. Fortunately, no one else from Qishe came, otherwise they would have started a fight and continued to bake.

"We just met her not long ago. My mother told me before that as a girl, you have to be reserved." At this point, Tang Shan felt a little disappointed.

Ling Feng stopped talking. This matter had something to do with him, and it was indirectly caused.

"Well, the chicken wings are ready, Shanshan, you can eat it." Xiao Wu said cautiously.

Tang Shan smiled, knowing that Xiao Wu also wanted to comfort herself, so she took it and said, "Haha, this is the last one." Then she started eating.

It didn't take long for Tang Shan and Xiao Wu to go back to bed, saying that going to bed early is good for the skin.

When the two left.

A man in black robes appeared from the shadows of the woods and slowly walked up to Ling Feng.

"Why are you dressed like this? If you don't know, I might just pull out a pistol and kill you." Ling Feng said in surprise.

This person is Su Yuntao, the tool man.

"What is that pistol?"

"It's not important. What do you want to do if you are a ghost or a ghost?" Ling Feng rolled his eyes.

"Gan, aren't those clothes too conspicuous?" Su Yuntao shook his head.

"Sit down, let's try the 11.5 degree Budweiser, I'm sure you'll like it." Ling Feng took out a few bottles of cold beer.

Gurgling "Stinging, exciting."

The two had a few drinks, and after a while, "Ling Feng, guess what I saw in the Soul Hunting Forest a few days ago," Su Yuntao said drunkenly.

"What?" Ling Feng was quite interested. He hadn't heard anyone brag for a long time.

"Let me tell you, I saw a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast. It was about that big." Su Yuntao opened his hands with great effort: "It appeared in front of me at that time, and I was scared."

"Guess what happened next?" Su Yuntao chuckled: "I shouted something, and it was scared away by me."

"What are you shouting?" Ling Feng cooperated with the tool man to perform.

Su Yuntao paused and suppressed his blush, "Come here."

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Hey, as long as there are still a few dishes, you won't be so drunk.

Ling Feng waved his hand, "Okay, you take this token. I have to go to the Soul Hunting Forest to get the soul ring tomorrow, so I won't bother you anymore."

Ling Feng packed up his things and got up and returned to the dormitory.

The next morning.

The master led Ling Feng and others on the carriage to the Soul Hunting Forest.

The master looked at the two people and said: "We will hunt the soul beasts later. We usually divide soul beasts into five levels, ten-year soul beasts, hundred-year soul beasts, thousand-year soul beasts, ten thousand-year soul beasts and 10-year soul beasts." Soul beast."

"They correspond to five colors of soul rings: white, yellow, purple, black, and red. The longer the soul beast cultivates, the stronger it will be, and the better the effect of the soul ring will be."

"As for the soul hunting forest we went to, most of the soul beasts in it are soul beasts raised by the Wuhun Empire. You don't have to worry. In recent years, most of them are ten-year-old soul beasts, and there are very few thousand-year soul beasts." The master explained. road.

Tang Shan: "Then, where is the power of the soul ring?"

"Harm means that it can enhance attributes and obtain soul skills. The higher the age of the soul ring, the stronger the control and the more powerful the soul skills. However, it is also more difficult to absorb and requires a stronger mentality." Ling Feng's ears felt calloused.

Ling Feng looked at the narrow space of the carriage. He and Tang Shan were sitting on the same side, which seemed a little crowded: "How long will it take for us to arrive?"

"Why are you so impatient?" The master shook his head and looked at Tang Shan: "Here, here is this for you. This belt has been with me for many years. Each gem on it has a cubic meter of storage space." After that, he handed out an inlaid belt. A sapphire blue belt with 24 jade stones.

This is 24 Bridges on a Moonlit Night. With this name, Gu Chi and Lu wouldn’t dare to play it like this.Ling Feng took a look and then looked at his gloves.

"Can I not give it to you? I am a girl. Teacher, is it really appropriate for you to give this to me?" Tang Shan hesitated and said with a red face.

Haha, kids, do you have a lot of questions?

Ling Feng looked at the blushing Tang Shan on the right and couldn't help covering his mouth and snickering.

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"That's right. I'll ask someone to reform it later when I get back." The master also nodded awkwardly.

A group of people came to the Soul Hunting Forest.

As soon as Ling Feng got off the carriage, he heard shouts from the left and right, "We are forming a group to hunt powerful soul beasts, there are two missing."

Ah, this smell.

It seems like we are back in the past, the days when we played games as a team to grind dungeons and fight bosses. It is really nostalgic.

It's a pity that Ling Feng was so worried at the time that he felt it was troublesome and just jumped on it. Later, for him, the game became a second-by-second game and became boring.

As for you talking about competitive games?

It's like the Magic War of Dunkou, which is a team game. Lingfeng is killing everyone in the bottom lane, but at this time, there will always be some heroes like Little Shark and Little Lion from the opposite side to perform the health bar disappearing technique for him.

Therefore, every time Lingfeng played two games, he would stare at the hole-in-the-wall display for a while, and he would like to crawl along the network cable to find the teammate who was the most annoying at the time, and calmly uninstall his game.

Over the past few years, Lingfeng has developed a tough heart. From the initial five sprays per second, he has become a good young man who can only ping signals.