Lord of Souls

The Temple of Myriad Tribulations.

After Anton left.

The light on the four stone tablets dissipated automatically, and Xia Lin breathed a sigh of relief.

Squinting, replaying.

Summarize, summarize.

"The performance just now can be scored 80 points. The main reason is that if you talk too much, you will fall off a bit... But if you don't talk too much, you can't explain the function of the Temple of Myriad Tribulations, so you can't impress Anton and let him be obedient. Become a follower of my soul and work for me..."

The index finger tapped the armrest of the chair, Xia Lin couldn't help squinting and thinking carefully.

"The tone of the Master of the Soul of Myriad Tribulations must be high. After all, I have no strength, so I can only rely on the compulsion of the Master of the Soul of Myriad Tribulations to 'convince' others."

"But sitting in this position, it's inconvenient to say some things, and it's inconvenient to talk about some things. I should set up a fake for myself..."

Unfortunately, the Hall of Myriad Tribulations does not have this function... Xia Lin could only helplessly sigh and leave the matter to be resolved later.

"Then now, it depends on whether Anton is on the hook or not."

Thinking of this, Xia Lin moved his thoughts and left the Hall of Myriad Tribulations.

…

Consciousness is like a free fall.

Feeling uncomfortable, but not bad either.

Soon, Xia Lin opened his eyes.

The time on the clock came into view—twelve o'clock sharp.

But Xia Lin didn't remember when he entered the Temple of the Soul of Myriad Tribulations, so it was not clear whether the flow of time in the Temple of the Soul of Myriad Tribulations was the same as the real time.

"Let's test it next time."

Turning over and lying on the bed, a huge sense of exhaustion swarmed.

Today, this day, there are too many changes and too many things.

Even though the body is not too tired, but mentally it is indeed unbearable.

Soon, Xia Lin entered a real dreamland.

…

The next day, Sunday, it was sunny, and it was a holiday.

In fact, Xia Lin does not need to consider whether to take a holiday.

The extraordinary path of a soul master is indeed above ordinary people.

Step into the extraordinary, no matter how you pull your hips, it is extraordinary!

Xia Lin, who has already become a soul master, does not need to take the college entrance examination, and automatically has the qualifications to go to university - nothing more than being unable to enter the eighteen major soul master majors without taking the test.

At ten in the morning, Xia Lin got up.

My brain is still dizzy and a little tired, but I can overcome it.

After sitting on the bed for ten minutes, Xia Lin slapped his head abruptly.

"Almost forgot about it."

With a thought, gray soul light flashed from Xia Lin's body.

This soul light is a bit similar to the light that flashed on the four stone monuments in the Temple of Myriad Tribulations yesterday—all of them are like passages, connecting to another world.

A crisp barking sounded from the soul light, accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps, a small puppy, about the length of an arm, with a gleam of gray, came out of the soul and landed in Xia Lin's arms.

It has hair of different lengths, sharp fangs and slightly sharp teeth, and it looks ugly, but its big watery eyes are extraordinarily powerful.

Looking at each other, a sense of blood ties arises spontaneously.

So, Xia Lin clearly understood that this little puppy is his first soul, his relatives, his future, and his hope on the road to a soul master!

Strictly speaking, this wasteland dog is not the soul pet of the former Xia Lin, but the soul pet of the current Xia Lin.

Yuan Xia Lin didn't even reach the step of contracting soul pets and died at the enlightenment ceremony.

After a few seconds of silence for the original owner of the body, Xia Lin picked up the wasteland dog.

It can be felt that the little wasteland dog deliberately shrinks its minions, not wanting to hurt Xia Lin at all... That little body is as warm as fire, and even warms Xia Lin's heart.

It's like holding your own child.

While stroking the dog and squinting, Xia Lin retrieved his memory.

A series of knowledge emerges from the mind.

Spirit Master levels are divided into: Apprenticeship, Bronze, Silver, Gold, Diamond, Master, King, Legend, and Myth!

There are nine gears in total!

Each level has one more soul realm, and one more soul pet can be contracted.

Xia Lin just became a soul master, and now he is a trainee soul master.

The strength of the soul pet is the same as above, and it is also in the ninth grade.

Soul pet race level: no level, ordinary level, transformation level, extraordinary level, commander level, overlord level, king level, legend level, myth level! Nine gears.

And the racial level and strength level of a soul pet determine the potential and combat power of a soul pet. This thing of strength level requires time to cultivate, requires spiritual support, and relies on acquired training. And the racial level of soul pets is completely innate.

Just like an adult mouse, it can’t beat an adult tiger—the difference in race level is the difference between the mouse and the tiger.

And the racial level of the wasteland dog is no level...

Theoretically speaking, soul pets with no level are not soul pets, they should be called beasts...

The difference is actually not small.

It's like your own children are born with disabilities... But who do you blame? How are you to blame? All kinds of dissatisfaction and all kinds of complaints are no match for the fetters of blood.

"Actually, the racial level is a soul pet with no rank, and it is not all waste pets. Some soul pets have evolutionary paths, and there are some ways to improve the racial level."

"It is not uncommon in the spirit master world to turn a dragon into a fish."

The wasteland dog is rated as a waste pet because the wasteland dog does not have any known evolutionary type.

To be a native dog is to be a native dog all your life.

Thinking of this, Xia Lin's mood couldn't help but feel a little down. The little one in his arms seemed to sense Xia Lin's mood. It squeezed back and forth in Xia Lin's arms, and whimpered twice as if acting like a spoiled child.

It tried to tease Xia Lin, so Xia Lin laughed.

"I'm different."

"We are different."

Thoughts gradually drifted, Xia Lin thought of the stone tablet with the word "race" written on it in the Hall of Myriad Tribulations.

"Tonight, we will change our lives against the sky!"

"Most definitely."

Lifting the wasteland dog high, Xia Lin laughed loudly when he saw the puppy's dazed expression.

"In the future, please give me more advice."

"So I have to give you a name first."

After thinking for a moment, Xia Lin came up with an idea: "I'll call you hope."

My first soul.

Hope on the way to my soul master.

Just as the phone rang, Anton sent a message.

"I have something to do today, we will meet tomorrow."

Xia Lin smiled knowingly.

…

Today Anton released Xia Lin's pigeons. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

The relationship between these two brothers is really good - although the family backgrounds are far from each other, very few children in junior high and high school care about this.

Whenever they are free, the two will get together and go out to eat, drink, watch a movie or something.

But today, the day is really not right.

Anton has been stunned since he woke up early. What happened last night really subverted the three views!

After thinking about it all night in bed, Anton made up his mind.

Try it.

He couldn't help but try.

He hadn't thought about what happened last night, but it was a prank - who spent so much money playing a prank with one of his apprentice soul masters?

Besides, the parents in the family are all soul masters, and their strength is not weak. The powerhouse who can hide from his parents and do that kind of means to him is only stronger than his parents, and he wants his family's property. What's the matter, why bother acting with him Anton there?

Recalling the scenes I saw yesterday.

"Remember the rules."

"Equivalent exchange."

"Soul crystals, or treasures containing soul power, put them into the corresponding soul channel. And the Temple of Myriad Tribulations will meet all your needs!"

Soul crystals, crystals containing soul power, are the hard currency between soul masters—this thing is similar to money, but it serves more high-end objects.

Anton has no soul crystals in his hands.

But there are channels.

After a busy day, Anton thought about what he heard last night, put ten low-level soul crystals in his pocket, and lay on his back on the bed.

He was cautious, he was apprehensive.

He didn't even reply to Xia Lin's message.

Until the clock strikes midnight.

Twelve o'clock sharp!

Immediately, the feeling of the world turning around came in.