Douluo: my martial soul is a gun

"Zhang Fan, how do you feel? Is there any difference?" Although Juhuaguan was very anxious, his tone was very gentle.

Zhang Fan looked at the crowd surrounding him, and instantly understood that he must have succeeded, and then the attention here also attracted their attention.

After Zhang Fan thought for a while, he said slowly: "It doesn't feel too big, I just feel very comfortable, as if my body and soul have been baptized.

But my soul power level not only did not increase, but also dropped, dropping to level 11. Is this going to cause any problems?But I feel that my soul power and body are definitely stronger now than before. It seems that I have been baptized and become more condensed. "Zhang Fan felt his body and then said slowly.

"Yes, there will be no health problems with you. You have undergone the baptism of God. I will talk about your physical condition later. Please tell me how you succeeded in communicating." Yue Ruoxi asked hurriedly.

"That's right, Xiaofan, how did you successfully communicate and resonate?" Juhuaguan couldn't wait to ask the question he wanted to know the most.

"I don't know the specific situation. I have been trying to communicate in the past few days, always using this method. Last night, I pinched a few natives to relax out of boredom. Just now, I almost fell asleep, so casually I used a spell to communicate with the statue, and that was it..."

Seeing that Zhang Fan didn't ask anything, Yue Ruoxi and Juhuaguan began to ask Zhang Fan for the statue to check.

"Here, hand the statue to me and I'll take a look." Yue Ruoxi said softly.

Zhang Fan nodded and carefully handed the statue over. Zhang Fan was still a little frivolous before, but now this scene, but the scene just now, was completely beyond his understanding, and he was even a little panicked.

Because in his previous life, Zhang Fan had come into contact with all kinds of immortals, including Buddhas all over the sky. Although he had come into contact with many, he could not come into contact with any of them at all. Instead of experiencing this kind of divine power personally now, He felt like a tiny ant and had to be frightened.

Through Ju Douluo's performance just now, Zhang Fan finally understood that he must, must, maintain a sense of awe for the unknown existence.

Now Zhang Fan has a little regret. If his plan to deceive the gods is known by the gods, he will definitely be miserable. Moreover, he has also been marked with a mark, which makes Zhang Fan always feel like he is being spied on. The method of multitasking was completely useless, which made Zhang Fan feel a serious sense of crisis.

Yue Ruoxi first bowed devoutly, then carefully took over the statue of the Seraphim. Then, gentle spiritual power came from her hand from time to time, and then she went to explore the statue.

Then Ju Douluo began to check. The two of them made eye contact from time to time, while Lei was on guard. The two carriage drivers were lying casually in a corner on the ground. It seemed that they were knocked unconscious at some point. Zhang All guesses must have been made by Lei.

The little fox's eyes were full of curiosity and joy, as if he wanted to catch Zhang Fan and question him, but he was afraid of disturbing Mr. Ju and the others.

Half an hour later, Juhuaguan and Yue Ruoxi gave up unwillingly, because during this period of time they inquired about every detail, but they did not find any valuable clues. Anyway, Zhang Fan insisted that it was A random spell and it worked.

In the subsequent attempts, the two also asked Zhang Fan to do the experiment. After using the spell, the statue appeared a little golden fluorescence, as if it reflected Zhang Fan from a distance, which was very extraordinary.

Although Juhuaguan really wanted to know if there were other techniques, he couldn't believe it when he saw this scene.In addition, he did not dare to question Zhang Fan too much, because Zhang Fan triggered the Seraphim Statue, and the God of Angels also performed a baptism of God on Zhang Fan, and even left a mark of God, indicating that this son A person who has entered the sight of the gods and is a god, even if he is Douluo, he does not dare to offend the gods at all.

"Okay, Ju Lao will study it later. Lei, go wake up the two coachmen. Let's go back to the city first. Although we are outside now, it is an official road after all, and there are still a lot of people. Don't draw unnecessary attention. Okay, let’s talk about it after we get back to Wuhun Hall." Yue Ruoxi pondered for a while and then said.

"Okay, let's go back to the palace first." Juhuaguan also nodded. He also noticed the movement in the distance just now, but didn't pay attention to it.It was just a little soul master who thought there was a treasure here and came to investigate, but Lei drove him away from a distance and refused to let him get close at all.

"Zhang Fan, I will put this statue away first. When we return to Wuhun Palace, we need to study it in detail and wait a few days before giving it to you. As for the promise I made to you before, you have now fulfilled it.

But accepting a disciple and becoming a master is a big deal, and it is a choice made by both parties. Now are you willing to accept me as your master?If you don't want to, I will introduce you to another teacher then? "Yue Ruoxi returned the statue to Zhang Fan, and then asked in her unique itchy voice.

"I am willing to become my disciple, the Bishop." Zhang Fan nodded hurriedly.

"Wait a minute, Bishop Yue Ruoxi, are you really sure you want to accept a disciple? Don't you plan to ask the Pope before making a decision?" Ju Douluo stepped forward and stopped in front of Zhang Fan and said slowly.

"No need, I can still handle this matter. I will explain it to the Pope when I get back. Mr. Ju, please worry about it." Yue Ruoxi refused directly and then looked at Zhang Fan.

"Zhang Fan, now that you have officially accepted my name, I will introduce myself in detail. Your teacher, my name is Yue Ruoxi. I am a bishop of our Wuhun Palace. I am currently a level 63 Soul Emperor." Yue Ruoxi formally introduced herself.

"As for the duties in the palace, they are a bit miscellaneous. They mainly focus on auxiliary work. I will introduce them to you when I return to Wuhun Palace later. Okay, let's go. Let's go back to Wuhun Palace first."

"Good teacher." Zhang Fan was shocked in his heart. Although he had seen the soul ring before, he was still a little shocked when he said it in person. His teacher is not even 30 years old yet, so he can definitely be said to be a genius. He is the real deal. Genius is not the kind of genuine genius who was tricked and cultivated by the gods.

To know the proportion of soul masters in this world, a large part of ordinary people have no soul power and no martial soul, and among them there are even fewer who can become soul masters.Without the help of the sect and family, countless geniuses have succumbed to the great soul master level, and the soul master has trapped [-]% of the geniuses in the world.

There are countless heavenly gates further up, and the further you go in your cultivation, the more difficult it becomes. Only a truly peerless genius can break through and reach the realm of the only true god, the titled Douluo.

His teacher, the 63rd level soul emperor, was still the most difficult auxiliary soul master to cultivate, and Zhang Fan was very satisfied.