8 Magic Skills

hunting the soul ring

Salas looked at the mysterious golden cyclone with an incredible expression on his face: This martial spirit is truly strange! '

In the Douluo Continent, all known martial spirits had a clear source of images, and they were all tangible, but Mo Lin's martial spirit was indeed intangible, which was unheard of before.

And Salas felt a mysterious feeling from the moment Mo Lin's martial spirit appeared, which made him believe that this martial spirit was not simple, either, and that Mo Lin definitely had the value to cultivate it vigorously.

Salas gestured for Merlin to get rid of his martial soul, and then said:

"What is the identity of your parents?"

Mo Lin: "I've been an orphan since I was a child, and I've never met my parents."

Salas stroked his beard: 'Orim? Could it be that this martial spirit had actually mutated unintentionally? But this was better, there was no strength behind it, no relatives and no excuses, so it could serve the Spirit Hall better. '

After speaking, Salas flicked his finger, and a man in his thirties or forties entered from outside the hall.

"He was the fifty-sixth level soul king Feng Li, and his martial soul was the mountain axe. Tomorrow, he will take you to the Great Star Dou Forest to hunt ferocious beasts. After that, I will send you to Wuhun City. . Study in the hall, prepare well!"

"Yes!"

After bowing, Mo Lin walked out of the main hall and followed Feng Li to the resting place.

On the way to the room, Mo Lin took the initiative to speak:

"Uncle Feng, do you know how long it will take the first spirit ring to hunt a spirit beast?"

Feng Li knew that Mo Lin was an innate genius filled with soul power that could be sent to Wuhun City to study, and his future achievements could reach the title of Douluo, he said, so he immediately replied:

"I have a certain understanding. Among the spirit masters I know, the maximum age of the first spirit ring is around 300 years, and I am 290 years old. I think I am good at distinguishing types and years from spirit beasts. I don't know the highest year of any spirit ring of a spirit master."

Mo Lin smiled evilly and whispered:

"Good."

The next day, Mo Lin was taken to the Great Star Dou Forest by Feng Li.

On the way to find a soul beast, Feng Li suddenly asked:

"By the way, do you have any requirements for the savage beast you want to hunt? I heard your martial spirit is very special?"

Merlin smiled:

"This kind of thing is good. My martial spirit is too special. If you find a hundred-year-old soul beast, just pay attention."

Within an hour after that, Mo Lin found all kinds of soul beasts, such as a 100-year-old bastard, a two hundred-year-old green snake, etc. This year's ferocious beasts were considered very good for ordinary souls. master., but Feng Li and Mo Lin were both dissatisfied. They agreed that there were no beasts around 400 years old that were unfit to hunt and not worth identifying.

Mo Lin watched the more than 100-year-old Chinese boy swing from the tree and shook his head:

"Uncle Feng, let's go deeper. The age of the savage beasts here is a bit too low."

Feng Li touched his chin:

"No problem, I only hunt for spirit rings first, and I won't go too deep. Moreover, if I die in the Great Star Dou Forest easily, I can only say that my life should be like this. "Mo Lin's tone of voice was very indifferent. A person who has died once, he is not afraid of dying for a long time,

Moreover, he was not a sudden death that instantly lost consciousness. For a person who dies of illness, death is a long process for him. If his next death was a momentary one, perhaps he would feel lucky.

Feng Li looked at Mo Lin at such a young age, but uttering words about death indifferently, he could not help feeling sympathy in his heart, and deciding that with such a heart, his future achievements couldn't possibly be low, he had to look after Mo Lin:

"Then, I will do my best to protect your safety, let's go!"

The Great Star Dou Forest was indeed a dangerous place. After only five minutes of exploration, he met three soul beasts around three hundred years old, but that was still far from Mo Lin's request, so Feng Li chased him away. .

Mo Lin currently did not possess a dual martial spirit, and he did not know what kind of spirit skill he could obtain. In order to fully ensure that he could completely surpass Tang San, there was only one way, and that was the quality of his abilities. He wished that his first Soul ring was over 500 years old,

Relying on the two internal skills of the Golden Light Spell and the Reversed Rebirth in the past six years, he believed that he could withstand spirit rings for more than five hundred years. And so on, because Feng Li was unclear, Mo Lin could have less resistance when choosing a soul beast.

As they walked, a small river appeared before the two of them. Its depth is just over a meter. Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible for a water soul beast of such a high age to appear in a river this deep. They are ready to leave immediately.

But suddenly Feng Li grabbed Mo Lin, pressed him to the ground, gestured for noiselessness, and then looked ahead.

Mo Lin followed Feng Li's line of sight and looked forward to a brown turtle about two meters tall and two and a half meters wide, drinking water by the river. At first glance, it looked like Mo Lin's previous life.The zoo looked similar, but it was slightly larger in size, so I asked gently:

"Uncle Feng, is the turtle special?"

Feng Li also lowered his voice:

"The tortoise's name is Eternal Life Turtle. This was an extremely rare tortoise-like soul beast, and because it looked so ordinary, its only feature was that its limbs had a black spiral pattern, which was very easy to ignore. Some soul masters Even if you look at them, you can't recognize them According to the records, even if you hadn't eaten or drank for a thousand years, this kind of soul beast wouldn't have died, but it will continue to increase its soul force , so it is called the immortal turtle.”

“So, because I'm afraid of being attacked, so I'm quick down?” ask Merlin.

Feng Li shook his head:

"No, this type of soul beast has another characteristic, that is, it was very shy a thousand years ago. Every time a soul beast or another human approached, it would immediately shrink into the shell of a turtle, so in order to protect themselves, their turtle shell was a thousand years ago. The increase in violence is frightening. This one seems to be about 600 years old. It is said that it takes a full blow from the top Soul King to destroy it. Even though I am level 56 now, I dare not promise that it will shrink. After that, I can give it back and give you a chance to kill."

Mo Lin looked at the turtle in front of him and thought about it:

"Uncle Feng, is the body inside the turtle shell still hard?"

Feng Li thought for a moment:

"shouldn't. Since the outer surface was extremely hard, it was natural to protect a helpless body."

Mo Lin smiled, and the words "planning" seemed to be written on his face:

"Then it doesn't matter, Uncle Feng, you're ready to protect me!"

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