People are in Douluo, the martial soul is blackened at the beginning

After leaving Notting City, we arrived at the place we had agreed with Xiao Wu.

After standing there and looking around, he started calling.

"Xiao Wu, are you there?"

"Xiao Wu! Are you here?"

After calling a few times, there was no movement around.

However, the two shouts disturbed many birds in the forest.

"Isn't it gone? Didn't you say you can see it here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice appeared on the branch above his head.

"Where have you been these past few days? I haven't seen you come to play with me in a few days."

When Pan Yun raised his head, he looked at the little girl sitting on the branch.

"You're sitting so high. Come down. I thought you weren't here."

Xiao Wu jumped up. When watching this action, Pan Yun's eyes moved a few times and then he stretched out his hands.

Finally, he directly caught the jumping figure.

But the weight is obviously not something he, a child, can bear.

The two fell directly to the ground. When they got up, Pan Yun rubbed his head.

"Are you bluffing? Just jump, you're really not afraid of falling."

When he finished speaking, the other party stood up and dusted himself off.

There was an unhappy look on his face, as if he had just been knocked down by the other party, and he spoke in a slightly angry tone.

"You're just bluffing. It'll be fine if I jump down. With your hug, I immediately fell down."

However, he still couldn't help but take another look at Pan Yun in front of him.

"Then where have you been these past few days? Why did you show up today?"

Talking about the past few days, Pan Yun's face darkened, and he turned to speak.

"Where else can we go? I'm currently learning some basic knowledge of soul masters."

"Stop talking, I'm almost bored to death. I feel like I don't even need to study at the Junior Soul Master Academy in Notting City. I'll be taught by others in one go."

Xiao Wu couldn't help but covered her mouth and laughed, but when she heard about the Soul Master Academy, she also said.

"Are you also going to Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy?"

Pan Yun nodded, and then released his martial spirit.

But he said it proudly.

"Don't look at me like this, I am a genius with innate soul power."

"Tomorrow, I will get my first soul ring!"

He also knew that this could not be compared with Xiao Wu's 10-year-old soul beast transformation, but maybe this was more in line with the reaction of a six-year-old child and he simply said it.

But when Xiao Wu heard about the soul ring, she couldn't help but frown.

But in the end, he didn't show much reaction.

In the end, he just nodded and touched his hair.

"Then this is what you came here to tell me about today?"

Pan Yun nodded, and when he turned to look at Xiao Wu beside him, he couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, haven't I seen you for a long time? I just wanted to come and see you."

Xiao Wu still nodded, turned to look at Pan Yun next to her, and finally looked at the sickle in his hand.

I always felt a bit frightened. Even when I looked at the scythe, the scene when my mother died flashed in my mind.

Seeing the frightened look on the other person's face, Pan Yun glanced at his Death Reaper Spirit.

"Are you afraid of this? Then I'll put it away."

After saying that she put away her martial spirit, Xiao Wu felt that this martial spirit was a bit strange.

There seems to be a feeling of life passing by, and even a feeling that the soul may be stripped away at any moment.

"This martial spirit of yours is very strong, but it feels weird and uncomfortable."

Uncomfortable?

Pan Yun looked at his hand. It was just a martial spirit. What else could cause discomfort?

"uncomfortable?"

Xiao Wu nodded.

Pan Yunyi smiled and said.

"The big deal, I just don't show it to you in the future."

However, Xiao Wu's movements still made Pan Yun more cautious.

A 10-year-old soul beast feels that his martial soul is unusual.

Then there must be some mystery about his martial soul that he doesn't know about, such as it has a natural suppressive effect on soul beasts.

The Death Scythe evolved based on his own memories.

In Pan Yun's memory, there are not too many memories of Death Scythe.

There is only one myth and legend from the West that may be related to it.

In Western mythology, Cronus, the second-generation god-king, used a sickle to cut off his father's penis and ascended the throne of the god-king.

Cronus was then banished to Tartarus by his son Zeus.

Since Hades became Lord of Hades, the legend of Death began to spread.

The sickle has always been the symbol of Cronus, who was regarded as the god of fertility before ancient Greece.

Later, people confused his name with Cronus, the incarnation of time, so the image of Cronus holding a sickle became a symbol of the passage of time.

In this sense, the scythe becomes a symbol of death, and it is natural for the God of Death to "choose" it as a weapon.

Afterwards, the image of the God of Death became a figure covered in black cloak and holding a sickle in his hand.

When Pan Yun thought of this, his head started to hurt.

If it were just an ordinary change in appearance, it shouldn't be so scary to others.

Unless the divinity of the Death Scythe has also evolved.

If this is really the case, the God of Death is not a very advanced god.

But it also represents a god from Western mythology.

That also means that this sickle has a certain degree of divinity.

If this is really the case, his martial soul may already be considered a divine weapon.

"It won't really become an artifact, right?"

Pan Yun pinched his chin and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Xiao Wu on the side looked at him deep in thought, and finally said this.

Then he couldn't help but start asking.

"What artifact?"

Pan Yun reflected, quickly shook his head and said with a smile.

"It's nothing, I'm just talking nonsense. I was wondering if my martial spirit could be a divine weapon?"

Xiao Wu heard this, thought for a moment, and finally couldn't help but nodded.

"It's possible. Anyway, this martial spirit is not simple. I will be scared when I see it."

A smile appeared at the corner of Pan Yun's mouth.

"Haha, our little dance sister is also afraid of something, right?"

Xiao Wu's face turned red, she didn't know what she thought of, her eyes were filled with memories.

Gradually, a caring look appeared in her eyes, and finally she even shed tears.

When Pan Yun looked at this scene, he felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

He even couldn't help but want to smile.

Finally, I couldn't hold it in any longer and could only speak.

"Don't cry, don't cry. I don't know why, but when I see a female voice crying, I can't help but laugh."

With just one word, Xiao Wu raised his head and punched Pan Yun directly on the shoulder.

"Do you have any sympathy? I even cried, and you still say such sarcastic words."

Pan Yun held it in, trying not to laugh out loud.

"Okay, no more sarcastic remarks. Why are you crying suddenly? Do you want to tell me?"

Xiao Wu glanced at Pan Yun, wiped her tears at last, and said nothing.

Still holding his waist, he stomped his feet, ran directly towards the distance, turned around and said.

"Go back, I don't want to see you today."

Watching the other party leave, Pan Yun was speechless and scratched his head.

"Did I really go that far? You're not really angry, are you? Come on, I can't hold it back? At least let me increase my favorability."

However, the other party had already disappeared and Pan Yun stood there for a while before turning around and leaving.

Things weren't going so well here, so he could only hope that the hunt for the soul ring would be smoother tomorrow.