Douluo's body Douluo

"The best martial spirit! The absolute best martial spirit!"

Lei Zhengyang affirmed Meng Ye's talent with a firm tone, and looked at Meng Ye who seemed to be radiating light with some eagerness in his eyes.

The original martial soul, self!

This is his martial spirit. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the strongest original martial spirit.

And perhaps because the system reshaped his physical body, the potential of this body is also different from that of ordinary soul masters, and the full innate soul power seems to be overflowing.

"Mr. Lei, what is the best martial spirit?" Meng Ye asked knowingly.

Just like the question he asked Lei Zhengyang when he first met him, he still had contempt and arrogance for the world at that time.

Although he was asking a question, he did so in a somewhat joking manner.

This time was different. Although he already knew the answer, he was sincere in asking for advice.

"Top martial souls, I'll tell you this. In the world of soul masters, general martial souls are divided into roughly three levels, and they are divided into weapon souls and beast souls."

"Weapon martial souls appear in the form of objects, and beast martial souls appear in the form of possessed martial souls. It is enough for you to understand this now."

Lei Zhengyang obviously has a lot of research on Wuhun and has his own unique insights.

In fact, in Meng Ye's opinion, Lei Zhengyang was just not famous, but in terms of his understanding of martial arts.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is several times better than Yu Xiaogang!

Looking at Meng Ye listening attentively, Lei Zhengyang nodded secretly and continued: "Martial spirits have different qualities. The first is the useless martial spirit, which is a type of martial arts with extremely low innate soul power and it is almost impossible to become a soul master. soul."

"Then there are ordinary martial arts spirits, which are of good quality and can become soul masters."

"Finally, there are top-level spirits, which are some innate spirits that are not weak in power and are very powerful. For example, spirits with powerful attributes are included in this list, but..."

"But what?" Meng Ye continued to look at the old man with a curious look.

Lei Zhengyang stroked his beard with satisfaction, nodded and said: "I don't think the martial spirits are divided in this way. After all, the martial spirits are not said to be tens of millions, but from what has been discovered so far, there must be tens of thousands. How can you use it? Such a one-sided way of dividing.”

"Besides, the distinction between weapon souls and beast souls is not comprehensive enough. There are also many martial souls that are not included in this list, such as... you."

Lei Zhengyang looked deeply at Meng Ye.

History is always surprisingly similar, Meng Ye sighed in his heart.

Meng Ye also had his own martial spirit in his previous life, but it was far less powerful than it is now. It can be said that Lei Zhengyang laid the foundation for him to catch up with and even surpass the Shrek Seven Monsters.

Based on an ordinary martial spirit with only level five innate soul power!

If it weren't for that damn Poseidon inheritance and some accidents, he had every hope of surpassing Tang San!

At that time, Lei Zhengyang also saw his true martial soul at a glance, and shared his research with him without reservation.

Two people separated by decades have become both teachers and friends.

For a long time, Lei Zhengyang was Meng Ye's guide.

"Your martial spirit is very special. It is not considered a weapon martial spirit or a beast martial spirit. Moreover, I prefer to divide the talent into two parts."

Lei Zhengyang stroked his beard and said with light in his eyes: "Martial spirits and spirit masters."

The core of Lei Zhengyang's lifelong research topic was told to Meng Ye in an extremely easy-to-understand sentence.

Just like it used to be.

Lei Zhengyang is not a powerful soul master, nor is he a theoretical master, at least not the kind of purely utopian "theoretical master".

He spent his whole life practicing and proving his subject.

"Whether the martial soul is powerful or not is only one of them. Whether the soul master himself can exert the power of the martial soul and whether the soul master himself is strong enough is more important in my opinion... Well, that's a bit more to say, people are getting old... …Why."

When Lei Zhengyang saw that Meng Ye didn't reply, he realized that it was meaningless to talk to a child so much.

Then he said: "Come with me, I will take you to familiarize yourself with the environment."

Meng Ye followed closely behind.

What he didn't know was that Meng Ye not only understood it, but had also gone quite a distance on the path he pointed out.

In the following period, Meng Ye and Lei Zhengyang got along fairly well, and gradually gained each other's trust.

……

A week later...

Salikl Principality, Dusk Forest.

Because it is located along the coast, it is quite far away from the Star Dou Forest in the center of the continent. The best choice for obtaining soul rings is this forest.

Of course, there is another option, and that is to go to sea.

Meng Ye only wanted to obtain the first soul ring, so there was no need to go to great lengths and followed Lei Zhengyang here.

"hiss!"

Poisonous insects, scorpions, snakes and centipedes can be seen everywhere on the treetops.

The air is filled with a faint smell of mold and rot. These are not moisture vapor in the morning, but miasma!

The various gases naturally fermented in the forest are filled with a large amount of toxic substances, and there are even a large number of mosquitoes hiding in them, waiting for opportunities.

"Xiaoye, take this thing, have you remembered the soul hunting thing in your heart?" Lei Zhengyang handed a dagger to Meng Ye.

"Yeah." He nodded in response.

Both of them were wearing wet facecloths at this time to prevent poisoning from inhaling too much miasma.

In order to prevent accidents, Lei Zhengyang actually brought antidote pills and was fully prepared.

After walking for a few more hours, Meng Ye and Lei Zhengyang finally found the target of their trip, a century-old soul beast.

A black soul beast lay sleeping under the tree. Its whole body was covered with light blue stripes, like flames, giving this soul beast a bit of mystery.

A pair of long and narrow ears moved slightly, and he raised his head and looked around.

After looking at it for a while, he lay down again and seemed to find nothing unusual.

"Thunder beast, the top soul beast among century-old soul beasts, is only 800 years old. Xiaoye, are you really sure?"

Behind the tree not far away, a figure with both breaths suppressed was hiding there.

Lei Zhengyang lowered his voice and conveyed it to Meng Ye almost as if it was a line.

"Yeah." He responded in the same way and nodded at the same time.

Although Lei Zhengyang was a little surprised that Meng Ye could also achieve the perfect pitch, he still decisively chose to take action. The hearing of this thunder beast did not allow them to hesitate. A slight hesitation might cause all their efforts to be wasted.

hum!

Surging soul power fluctuations appeared, and the combination of two yellow, two purple and three black soul rings showed the powerful strength of the Soul Saint.

Lei Zhengyang's martial spirit was a golden tiger. After completing the possession of the martial spirit, he transformed into a half-human, half-tiger monster. His strong body was more than five meters away!

Ordinary soul masters would probably need to use a martial soul avatar, or a large martial soul like a diamond mammoth, to achieve this kind of size.

"Be careful."

Bang! !

The reminder sound fell, and the figure of Lei Zhengyang who had completed the possession of the martial spirit turned into a terrifying afterimage and disappeared.

The violent soul power fluctuations spread out, shocking people like shock waves.

"Boom!"

"Roar! Ouch!!"

The next moment the terrifying crash sounded, a shrill scream followed, and Meng Ye walked out from behind the tree, covering his ears.

"Eh? Have you seen my martial spirit?" Lei Zhengyang held down the behemoth that was more than three meters long with one hand and looked at Meng Ye strangely.

His martial soul is so powerful that even if an ordinary soul master is on guard, the gap in soul power level is too great and he may be injured.

Ordinary tiger spirits and spirit beasts are not as terrifying as him, and neither are top-level spirits!

"Mr. Lei, your eyes betray you."

"Uh...ahem, let's get rid of it quickly."

Meng Ye choked with a calm expression, and Lei Zhengyang coughed in embarrassment.

He actually did it on purpose. Meng Ye was often tricked when he came to hunt souls with him in his previous life, so he wrote it down.

To put it simply, this is the way Lei Zhengyang recognizes and wants to cultivate him.

In his words, whether the martial soul is strong or not is important, but whether the soul master's will is strong or not is more important. This is to hone his will.

For this reason, Meng Ye suffered a lot at first and almost died.