Douluo: Nine Transformations of the Gu

Chapter 4 The 1rd Soul Ring

Chapter 4 The First Soul Ring
Yu Xiaogang's face changed.

Why is it different from what he thought? Shouldn't Shen Yifeng just kowtow and worship?
Refuse, how could he refuse? How dare he refuse? Isn't he afraid that his spirit defect will kill him?
Three fatal questions in my mind.

Shen Yifeng walked past the master and his disciple. He had no time to waste.

Tang San still wanted to stop it.

But Yu Xiaogang looked over and said something lightly.

"Xiao San, let him go."

Tang San stopped and looked at his teacher in confusion. He had been so excited to come to see Shen Yifeng before, so how could he be let go so easily?

Seeing Tang San's eyes, Yu Xiaogang showed a determined look and attitude, "He will come to me on his own initiative, unless he wants to die.

He had only been awakened for three months, and his Qi and blood were seriously depleted. If he wanted to continue living, he could only obtain blood-replenishing herbs and make up for the defects of his martial soul.

These are not something a work-study student can accomplish, and I am the only one in Nottingham who can help him.”

Yu Xiaogang spoke with such confidence that he was fully confident, not worrying at all about making mistakes in his inferences.

Listening to the teacher's analysis, Tang San was shocked.

He believed even more that it was right for him to become his disciple. With Yu Xiaogang around, even if he only had a useless spirit, the Blue Silver Grass, he could help him surpass other spirit masters.

The adoration in his eyes was revealed.

He had great contempt for stupid people like Shen Yifeng, who couldn't even grasp the great opportunity in front of him.

A short-sighted guy.

At night, Shen Yifeng and Xiao Wu lay on the same bed, but he did not sleep. Instead, he meditated and cultivated his soul power.

His soul power cultivation has reached a bottleneck, but he can still accumulate soul power by continuing to practice, and now he does not need to use blood to activate the insect to speed up his own cultivation.

On the contrary, it can help your qi and blood recover faster.

It didn't waste too much time on sleeping. I just practiced for a while and then lay down to sleep. The human body can adjust itself and restore energy in the sleeping state.

Silent all night.

When Shen Yifeng woke up, Tang San's figure on the bed not far away had disappeared. He must have gone to hunt soul beasts.

At the same time, it will also lead to a path of no return.

The most important feature of Blue Silver Grass is its life, a tenacious and strong life, but it absorbs toxins that are completely the opposite of it.

Shen Yifeng didn't think too much about it and still focused on replenishing his blood.

A few days passed in a flash, and his complexion became better and better, and the blood loss before was basically restored.

The physique of a soul master is already extraordinary, and his recovery ability is far superior to that of ordinary people.

After restoring his energy and blood, Shen Yifeng couldn't wait to find the dean directly.

"What, you have broken through to level 10 soul power?" Dean Lin stood up suddenly, looking at Shen Yifeng, whose face was flushed in front of the desk, with disbelief in his words.

"If the dean doesn't believe it, you can take out the soul power test ball and test it. You will know the answer."

"Okay, okay, Shen Yifeng, I've known for a long time that you're a genius. Come on, I'll take you to hunt souls now."

Dean Lin's eyes were full of surprise. As the dean of Notting College, if he could discover a genius, whether it was the future genius who grew up and remembered him, or the achievements of cultivating geniuses for the empire, it would be tangible benefits.

Shen Yifeng responded seriously, "Thank you, Dean."

He didn't know the dean of Notting College, but his current identity was a genius. As the dean of a college, naturally he liked geniuses the most.

This is his only bargaining chip now.

As long as one can demonstrate one's own value, almost no one will refuse to help a talented soul hunter obtain his first soul ring, especially since Dean Lin is already a four-ring soul master, so he will not take it to heart.

Shen Yifeng followed the dean to the Spirit Hall to apply for a warrant, and then took a carriage to the Soul Hunting Forest.

"Shen Yifeng, what kind of soul beast are you planning to hunt?" "The parasitic moth."

Shen Yifeng has not been playing these days. While recovering his energy and blood, he is also looking for a soul beast that suits him.

Dean Lin thought about it and felt that there was no problem.

Shen Yifeng's martial soul is a flying beetle, small and black. If he could obtain the parasitic ability of the parasitic moth, it might be able to play a huge role.

I feel relieved that Shen Yifeng can understand soul beasts so clearly at such a young age. Geniuses are indeed different from others.

The Four Ring Soul Sect has almost no rivals in the entire Soul Hunting Forest. However, although the parasitic moth that Shen Yifeng wants to find is not a rare soul beast, it is a flying soul beast after all, and its size is much smaller than other soul beasts.

It took three days to find a moth of the right age to host it.

"Finally found it, Shen Yifeng, you wait here."

Dean Lin took a deep breath. He had finally found it, so he couldn't let it fly away.

Hearing the dean's words, Shen Yifeng nodded.

He doesn't have the strength now, and going up will only lead to his death. Besides, this parasitic moth that has lived for four hundred years cannot possibly be a match for the Four-Ring Soul Sect, so he should just wait quietly.

A few minutes later, Dean Lin burst out with almost all his strength. The parasitic moth had almost no chance. Its wings were broken and it fell to the ground, only breathing its last breath.

"Okay, Yifeng, come here. After absorbing this spirit ring, you will be a true spirit master."

Dean Lin breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he did not embarrass himself in front of his students.

Shen Yifeng walked over with a dagger in his hand, looked at the parasitic moth on the ground, and killed it with one knife.

A yellow soul ring emerged from the moth and hovered in the air.

"I will protect you, you should absorb the spirit ring well."

Shen Yifeng nodded and sat down cross-legged.

Dean Lin also sprinkled medicinal powder around to drive away soul beasts.

Summon the poisonous insect and put the soul ring on it.

boom!
A huge amount of energy quickly spread from the palm of his hand to the whole body, and the absorption of the soul ring began.

Focus your mind on Dantian, and slowly sort out the huge soul power in your body to help you break through the realm.

His body began to tremble unconsciously. The moth that had been hosting him had been there for more than four hundred years, so it was not easy to absorb the energy successfully.

But fortunately he persevered.

After an hour and a half, all the abnormalities in Shen Yifeng's body disappeared. His aura increased several times. His body became taller and stronger. He didn't look like a six-year-old child at all.

His face no longer had the paleness it once had.

Dean Lin has also been paying attention to this side, fearing that Shen Yifeng would fail in the absorption.

Although this is an investment for him, he is the dean of the college after all and he still cares about the safety of his students.

But I was very happy to see Shen Yifeng succeed.

Shen Yifeng stood up. At this time, the poisonous insect was flying in the palm of his hand, and the wings on its back were flapping so fast that it was difficult to see with the naked eye.

"How is it, how does it feel?"

Dean Lin asked with concern.

Shen Yifeng smiled, a smile from the bottom of his heart. He never thought that his first soul skill would be so powerful.

It completely exceeded his expectations.

It is indeed a poisonous insect.

(End of this chapter)

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