Douluo's Martial Soul Forging Master

Because Su Yuntao's identity is still a member of the Wuhun Temple, he still drove in Laifu along the way, while Su Yuntao was tied up and still accompanied Wan Xuan in the carriage.

The bored Wan Xuan summoned his martial spirit, an unknown hammer, the hammer was still so heavy, and it hit the floor of the carriage with a bang, creating a deep hole.

Wan Xuan took a deep breath, then lifted the hammer up with all his strength, put it on his lap and carefully observed the pattern on the hammer, but Wan Xuan thought too much, he didn't recognize this pattern at all.

Because the vicinity of Notting City is too desolate, so I can only camp in the wild tonight, and the matter of building a tent falls on poor Su Yuntao, who made him a slave.

"Laifu, I always feel that something is wrong with my martial spirit, but I really can't figure out what is wrong with it. My martial spirit..." Wan Xuan sat by the campfire and looked at Laifu, frowning and asked.

"Wrong place? Judging from the current situation, your martial spirit should be mutated. After all, it is not the big hammer martial spirit inherited from your ancestors, and each mutated martial spirit will have its own uniqueness. There is no specific mutation. direction, so I don’t know exactly what is the strangeness of your martial soul.” Laifu thought for a while, and then said helplessly, after all, Laifu is not an expert in the study of martial arts.

Wan Xuan was right after thinking about it, then summoned his own martial spirit, and put the hammer on the ground, Laifu also leaned over to observe Wan Xuan's martial spirit carefully, the mysterious pattern dazzled Laifu.

Laifu suddenly blessed his soul, and with a wave of his hand, Laifu's small black dagger of Wuhun appeared in his hand.

The moment the dagger appeared, Wan Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up. He picked up the hammer in his hand and waved. Laifu's dagger broke free from Laifu's shackles and flew into Wan Xuan's hand. Laifu was stunned.

Then, Wan Xuan's body suddenly lost control, and the big hammer took control of Wan Xuan's body. "Wan Xuan" raised the hammer high with his left hand, suddenly dropped it, and hit the dagger.

Immediately afterwards, the hammer returned to Wan Xuan's body directly because the soul power was completely consumed, and a golden mark appeared on the dagger. This mark was exactly the same style as the mark on Wan Xuan's hammer spirit.

Wan Xuan finally regained control of his body because his martial spirit returned to his body. Could it be that his martial spirit taught him the correct way to use it?This is too ridiculous.

Wan Xuan lowered his head and noticed that Laifu's martial spirit was still lying on the ground. Wan Xuan picked up the dagger and threw it at Laifu: "Laifu, feel the changes in your martial spirit."

"Okay, Master." Laifu caught the dagger, then sat cross-legged on the ground and began to check the changes in the dagger.

"Young Master Wan, the tent has been set up, you go in first." Su Yuntao came to the campfire after setting up the tent, and said respectfully to Wan Xuan.

After all, now that Su Yuntao's life and death are in Wan Xuan's hands, Su Yuntao dare not show any disrespect to Wan Xuan.

"Laifu, how's it going?" Wan Xuan didn't respond to Su Yuntao, but came to Laifu's side and asked in a low voice.

"Master, let's go into the tent and talk." Laifu opened his eyes when he heard Wan Xuan's voice, then his face suddenly became serious, and he whispered something to Wan Xuan.

"Mr. Su Yuntao, please take care of yourself in the carriage first. Laifu and I have some important matters to discuss." After hearing what Laifu said, Wan Xuan turned his head, looked at Su Yuntao with a smile and said One sentence.

"Got it, I'll get into the carriage right now." Su Yuntao turned his back and put his hands behind his back.

"You are sensible." Laifu couldn't help laughing at Su Yuntao's appearance, but still took out a piece of rope and tied Su Yuntao's hands.

Wan Xuan ignored the two of them, but went straight back to the tent, sat on a chair and waited for Lai Fu to come back.

After a while, Laifu locked Su Yuntao in the carriage, came to the tent, and stood in front of Wan Xuan.

"Laifu, sit down and talk. What is so special about that golden mark that makes you so serious?" Wan Xuan asked with a smile. It seemed from Fu's expression that he knew that this golden mark did not give Any discomfort he brings will be of great help to his improvement.

"Young Master, the mark your martial soul has given me on my martial soul is slowly improving the quality of my martial soul. I can feel that my potential is increasing. In other words, your martial soul has the power to change my destiny. Ability!" Laifu knelt on the ground and said to Wan Xuan while trembling.

"What?" Wan Xuan was stunned, jumped down from the chair, came to Laifu, and asked in shock with his eyes widened.

"Your martial soul can improve the quality of my martial soul, and after the quality of my martial soul is improved, my cultivation talent will also be improved!

I calculated that if this golden mark is completely absorbed, my innate soul power level can be raised from level six to level seven, or even level eight! "Laifu raised his head and looked at Wan Xuan seriously.

"This... is incredible. By the way, Laifu, this matter must be kept secret. I will discuss it with my father when I get home before making a decision." Wan Xuan was also stunned at this time. He never dreamed that he The martial spirit actually possesses this ability.

Wan Xuan frowned and returned to his seat to start thinking. After a while, he noticed Lai Fu who was still kneeling on the ground: "Lai Fu, you get up first, why are you kneeling?"

"Yes, young master, I'm so excited, I can already see your future." After hearing Wan Xuan's words, Lai Fu patted the dust on his body, and then stood in front of Wan Xuan happily To put it bluntly, he is Wan Xuan's most caring servant, so it will be beneficial for Wan Xuan to become stronger.

"You have to stay calm at all times, it's best not to spread this matter." Wan Xuan also calmed down at this moment, and said something lightly.

"Yes, Master. By the way, Master, the mark on my dagger is very similar to a pattern on your martial spirit. Can you summon your martial spirit again? I want to see that pattern." Laifu suddenly remembered something. , asked Wan Xuan.

"No problem." Wan Xuan nodded, opened his left hand, and a black hammer appeared in Wan Xuan's hand.

At this time, an area of ​​the golden pattern on the black hammer turned out to be unlit. Laifu summoned the martial spirit, and the mark on the dagger turned out to be exactly the same as the unlit area.

Wan Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up when he looked at the other patterns. He raised his head and glanced at Laifu. Laifu understood instantly and rushed out of the tent. A few minutes later, Laifu came to the tent with Su Yuntao.

"Well... you two, what do you want from me?" Su Yuntao looked at Wan Xuan and Laifu with an embarrassed expression.

"Possessed by a martial spirit." Wan Xuan said with an evil smile.

"What are you going to do? I'm not a showman. Bah, I'm not a showman! Ah..." Su Yuntao was so frightened by Wan Xuan that he crawled crazily on the ground and was finally forced into a corner.

in a few minutes.

"It seems useless against beast spirits. In the future, weapon spirits can be enhanced with my hammer." Wan Xuan and Laifu came to another corner of the tent and exchanged words in a low voice.

"Young master, that's outrageous." Laifu said with a flat mouth, thinking that his young master was really greedy, and his current ability was already outrageous.

"Laifu, don't worry about Su Yuntao. I suddenly thought of a good name for my martial spirit. How about calling it the Fortune Hammer? It can take away the fortune of the heaven and the earth!" Wan Xuan suddenly thought of something, and he and Lai were surprised. Fu said something!

"What a good name! Master, as the name suggests, the hammer can plunder fortune!" Laifu also clapped excitedly after hearing Wan Xuan's words.