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The innate martial soul refers to the martial soul that you have at birth, and this kind of martial soul is the innate martial soul, which is powerful with the strength of cultivation.

The acquired martial soul is condensed by the monk himself, this martial soul is very powerful, and the shape is changeable, and it has all kinds of unpredictable and powerful abilities.

This kind of martial soul is also called a natal martial soul, and there may not be one among hundreds of millions of people.

Because the condensation conditions of the natal martial soul are too harsh, one careless is the end of death.

In general, no one wants to try it, after all, the success rate is too low. It's a joke on life, and no one would do that.

Therefore, for thousands of years, no one has done this in the entire vast Eastern God Domain.

However, Shu Jinglong had to do this, because he wanted to become stronger.

His physical body is already strong enough, as long as his cultivation is improved, it will lead to the strength of his physical body. The phoenix blood reforging the flesh is not an ornament, and he has not even unearthed a millionth of the benefits he has now.

This is unmatched by any monk.

After the physical body is strong, the martial soul is the most important thing. Even if you have a strong physique, it is still difficult for a martial soul to become a great weapon and become a strong person.

Shu Jinglong had the mysterious black stone in his mind to keep his spirit immortal, and he had the confidence to try to condense his own martial spirit. It's really not possible, the mysterious black stone can save his life, and the misfortune will be turned into a blink of an eye.

That's why he dared to try.

"Whew!"

In the sea of spirit, Shu Jinglong exhaled lightly, and his face became solemn.

Looking at the golden dragon and fire phoenix in front of him, Shu Jinglong said in a deep voice: "Is there anything to pay attention to when condensing my martial soul?" ”

The golden dragon has existed for too long, and he has seen countless geniuses in his life, so he naturally knows some secrets that are difficult for ordinary people to know. Last time, he proposed to let Shu Jinglong condense the true yuan into the meridians, and now that Shu Jinglong wants to condense the martial soul of his own self, he naturally has relevant information.

"Hmm, condensing the self-martial soul is actually very simple, you only need to control the spiritual power to impact the soul platform." The golden dragon in human form thought for a moment and said.

The soul platform is the hiding place of the martial soul, in the spiritual ocean.

But if you don't reach the corresponding realm, you can't find it at all, and even if you do, you can't necessarily condense your own martial spirit.

Condensing the martial soul of oneself is not a joke, it will die at every turn, who dares to try it easily.

His eyes widened suddenly, and Shu Jinglong was stunned: "It's that simple? ”

The golden dragon that turned into a human form sneered and said, "Simple? If you haven't tried it, you don't know how difficult it is. If you can condense it once and for all, I will be at your disposal from now on. ”

His eyes shrank, and Shu Jinglong showed a shocked look on his face. Even a strong person like Jin Long is not easy to say, and the process is probably really very difficult.

"The Soul Terrace is in the spiritual ocean, but it is unknown where it is in the spiritual ocean. After all, everyone's spiritual ocean is different, and the soul platform will naturally not be in the same position. The golden dragon in human form said slowly.

The golden dragon was transformed into a middle-aged man, with a square head and big ears, a strong and powerful physique, and the whole person exuded a supreme majesty.

His name is Ao Xiong, and he is the lord of the dragon clan, ruling tens of millions of dragon clans to roam the universe and conquer the galaxy.

But the great war 100,000 years ago destroyed almost all the dragon clans, and the angry Ao Xiong killed that terrifying powerhouse from the depths of the universe, but unfortunately he was not an opponent at all.

Ao Xiong was unwilling to die, and at the moment when he was about to die, he condensed the dragon bone and turned it into a peerless divine soldier hero sword, so that Ao Xiong's soul was preserved.

In that often shocking war, the Feng clan was also devastated.

The Phoenix Clan's patriarch Huohuang fought angrily, but was directly defeated.

For the sake of the Phoenix clan and his wife and children, the fire phoenix burned itself and used the phoenix bone to refine the murderous Wuji sword, and the fire phoenix soul was hidden in the Wuji sword.

Finally, control the Wuji Sword and the Hero Sword to combine and cut through the space, obtain the Supreme Divine Stone from the chaos, and rush into the turbulence of time and space.

This is the origin of the mysterious black stone in Shu Jinglong's spiritual ocean, it has spiritual intelligence. For 100,000 years, there have been countless choices, but unfortunately all of those people eventually died.

This black stone is so mysterious that even Ao Xiong and the Fire Phoenix don't know what it is or what kind of power it has.

But one thing is for sure, it can protect people's spirits from perishing.

After hearing Ao Xiong's words, Shu Jinglong was silent for a while. After a long time, he slowly closed his eyes and began to search in the ocean of spirits.

The soul platform, mysterious and weird, does not show or move, and there is no trace to follow at all.

But if you want to condense your own martial soul, you must find the soul platform, this is only the first step, and there are more complicated and dangerous places behind.

Fortunately, Ao Xiong used the Hero Sword to control the flow of time, and Shu Jinglong had enough time to find the Soul Table.

A day passed, Shu Jinglong found nothing, and he didn't find a clue at all.

His spiritual ocean is vast and boundless, and these are the credit of the mysterious black stone.

It would be good if other people had one ten-thousandth the size of Shu Jinglong's spiritual ocean, even the spiritual ocean of the Venerable Realm might not be as big as his.

Shu Jinglong sat cross-legged in the void, his eyes closed, still searching.

Another day passed, and Shu Jinglong still didn't move.

The third day passed in a flash, and he still had no gain.

Outside, it's dark.

Zheng Ling came to the room and saw Shu Jinglong glowing all over, and her brows suddenly furrowed.

After waiting for a while, she turned to the young celestial master and said, "You go to the room over there." ”

Her tone was domineering, and she didn't give people a chance to speak at all.

Glancing at Shu Jinglong, the Skyrim Master turned around and went out.

In a cold courtyard in Falling Moon City, there were several old men sitting quietly.

These people looked like mortals, but there was an aura of terror emanating from them.

This is a natural thing, and it is a manifestation that can only be found when it is strong enough to reach a certain level.

"My Mu Chengxue and Shu Jinglong are very compatible, everyone give face, please don't compete with my juniors." A white-haired old man said.

It was the white-haired old man of the Mu family, his face was very kind, and his voice was calm when he spoke, which made people instantly feel a sense of intimacy.

"Old man Mu, you don't have to beat around the bush, everyone knows that controlling that Shu Jinglong is controlling the hero Wuji. Don't say that you won't be given face, that hero Mowgli is too important to joke about. ”

An old man dressed in green clothes spoke, his voice was a little tough, and there was a faint domineering charm.

"Hmph, I don't know who Shu Jinglong fell into, it's too early to say this."

A woman spoke, she looked very young, she seemed to be only eighteen or nineteen years old.

But everyone here knew her horror, just because she was the peerless genius of the Wan Dynasty, Wan Luoyue, who had stepped into the Venerable Realm three hundred years ago.

She looked around at everyone and said coldly: "That Shu Jinglong hurt my descendants today, and this account can't be settled." ”

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