Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Spirit of the Green Wolf

"Interesting, but I'm sure you're weird. ”

Zhang Yang lay on the ground, looking up at the bright starry sky, although he was extremely tired, he couldn't hide the smile on the corner of his mouth, he really succeeded.

And there was more than one surprise, in addition to being able to verify his previous hypothesis, he also learned the concept of mana for the first time, well, finally had the taste of an immortal cultivator.

But the price of purification through the golden balance is too expensive, 0.1 units of low-level demon power, actually asking for 1000 points of energy, I hate profiteers.

For the time being, he won't have the luxury of mana or anything, and the most important thing at the moment is to draw war paints and runes.

Carefully wrapped the small wisp of extremely dishonest demon power with the soul silk thread, Zhang Yang abandoned distracting thoughts and seized the time to recover, I have to say that every time at this time, he has to thank the benefits of the Wood Demon Tower, and the deer demon is really blind.

After only two hours, Zhang Yang had already recovered all of his soul power, but instead of trying to draw it, he reopened the soul force field and examined this small wisp of demonic power again, or more precisely, he wanted to use the soul silk thread to dissect the finer layers inside this demonic power.

This is a link that cannot be bypassed in any way.

If you don't know your opponent, how can you beat it?

Thanks to the energetic state at the moment, Zhang Yang was ruthless, and in the soul force field, the silk threads were like knives, dense as clouds, and began to cut and analyze back and forth around the demonic power like hob meat.

And this time, something very interesting happened, at a certain moment, Zhang Yang felt as if he had turned into a green wolf, running and hunting like the wind in the forest, and that wanton wildness almost lost him.

Although he regained control in an instant, he was still shocked, and he vaguely felt as if he had broken into some forbidden area.

The demon blood of the green wolf contains demonic power, and the demon power actually hides the soul of the green wolf? Or that is not a soul, but it is obviously more refined, if you look at it from a human point of view, that kind of thing is more like a certain spirit, spirit, such as the style of a literati, the heroism of a martial artist, the uninhibited uninhibited prodigal son, and the leisurely nature of a hermit.

Zhang Yang admits that everyone has a soul, but he also admits that there are high and low souls.

Then, by analogy, the green wolf soul that he was almost lost in that wanton wildness just now should belong to the noblest and most metaphysical part of their wolf clan.

Zhang Yang savored it, just like savoring a classic ancient poem, a beautiful prose, and a picture scroll that has been handed down to the world.

Or the soul of the green wolf is a bit cheap, but he has to admit that the wanton wildness of that moment really touched him.

At this time, he even forgot his original purpose a little, just savoring and listening quietly in this quiet night, as if incarnated as a green wolf, running indulgently under the starlight.

The wind, swept through my hair.

Night, blackened my eyes.

The blood gushing from the neck of the prey burned my lonely life.

I don't know when the soul force field will end, and the wisp of demonic power is nowhere to be found, but Zhang Yang doesn't want to pay attention to it, he doesn't want to think about anything, he only regards this quiet night as the tomb of the wanton wildness, and silently remembers it.

When the sky was faint and the night was gone, Zhang Yangcai thoughtfully left the range of the Wood Demon Tower, standing on the edge of the hill, overlooking the primeval forest that was still shrouded in darkness, for a moment, he really wanted to howl like a green wolf, but in the end he still smiled silently.

No one knew how much he had gained last night, not only the demonic power he had purified, not only the green wolf spirit he had obtained, but most importantly, he finally knew what was more precious than an interesting soul.

That's right, it's spirit!

People have souls, and the soul includes everyone's memories, joys, sorrows, and various character changes, but most of them are impurities, useless impurities, only the real shining point is the essence, but this shining point does not necessarily refer to justice, kindness, but a kind of long-lasting, very firm, and persistent faith.

They are like the stars in the night, even if the body decays and the soul dies, the spirit is still there, and it will never be erased!

Just like this green wolf, even if its soul is hunting in addition to hunting, it can still have a wild flash of brilliance and turn into their spirit.

This stuff is very valuable.

Zhang Yang felt that if he continued to study deeply, he might be able to arrogantly shout to this heaven and earth, if someone comes from the world, can he live forever?

In addition to the above, there is another interesting place.

That is, Zhang Yang obtained a green wolf wild spirit, but there is no information mapping in the village building order, which is fun.

As for what is the use of this green wolf spirit, it is very simple, in the future, Zhang Yang will refine the blood of the green wolf demon and purify the demon power, which will save 90% of the strength, dare to say that this is not a treasure?

Comparatively speaking, the 0.01 unit of mana purified with demonic power was really not worth mentioning, although such a small amount of mana made him feel that he was one small step closer to becoming a great immortal cultivator.

"Village Chief, you're awake. ”

Wu Yuan walked over from a distance, a little depressed between his eyebrows, it seemed that he had encountered some difficult things.

"What? Is there something wrong with the production of the Eagle Feather Armor-Piercing Arrow?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile, he was in a very good mood now after spending the night solving the problem of refining demonic power.

"Yes, village chief, we are stupid, we cut the shaft of the arrow yesterday, and we also prepared the eagle feather and all kinds of arrows, but when we tried to stick and tie it, we found it difficult to pass, if it is a strong bow with at least 300 strength after strengthening, such inferior feather arrows will only make the archer kill himself. ”

Wu Yuan said very entangledly, in fact, the implication is that the technical reserves are not in place, the materials are not in place, and the twisted melon is not sweet.

So Zhang Yang understood in seconds, the reason why he gave such an order yesterday was to take advantage of the strengthening of the demon soul to strengthen these feather arrows together, and now it seems that even if Wu Yuan, Qin Yidao, and Zhao Tiezhu are gathered, they are really powerless.

Fortunately, he already has a perfect solution to this matter, and that is mana!

With mana, everything is no longer a problem.

"Don't worry about this, I'll find a way to solve it, let Qin Yidao and them rest quickly, and after an hour, I'm going to give them demon soul strengthening." ”