Su Yuntao's sigh made Tang San a little disappointed, but he still insisted on testing his soul power.

Tang San thought that since he had a martial soul with soul power, he could cultivate, even if it was Blue Silver Grass, he should be able to cultivate! Of course, the premise was to have soul power, in fact, Tang San was very calm, even if he didn't have soul power, he had the Xuantian secret book in hand, he would definitely not be too ordinary.

Su Yuntao couldn't resist Tang San, and it didn't take long to test his soul power, so he handed the blue crystal ball to Tang San.

Tang San followed Su Yuntao's instructions and controlled his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, but he accidentally discovered that the Blue Silver Grass seemed to be condensed by his own Xuantian Gong.

And when his palm was attached to the crystal ball, and the others didn't react, Tang San actually made the crystal ball burst out with dazzling light.

That gorgeous scene stunned everyone except Wu Ming: the appearance of being full of innate soul power is really Ness!

It was a foreign translation of a blonde foreigner in his previous life who praised his sloppy and old way, Wu Ming remembered it firmly and looked at the stunned children around him.

Wu Ming was a little disgusted, he knew that Su Yuntao was about to start the Soul Master Theory Speech.

Sure enough, Su Yuntao stared at Tang San with burning eyes, and burst out with a wolf-like exclamation:

"Innate soul power!!"

Tang San, the protagonist of this big drama, still looked thirsty for knowledge, and asked in confusion: "Uncle, what is the innate soul power!!

That Su Yuntao was stimulated miserably, changed the decadence just now, and made up the "innate soul power" to the brains of everyone present, in fact, Wu Ming can be summed up in one sentence: The highest soul power from the mother's womb !!is easy to understand, simple and clear.

Wu Ming's heart was dark, and a smile appeared on his face.

Tang San came to a different conclusion: he was not full of innate soul power, he was definitely acquired, because the blue crystal ball just now was extracted from his own Xuantian Gong at all. And the Xuantian Gong Fa is in the memory of his previous life, but the skill is re-cultivated by himself in this life.

Tang San's innate soul power stimulated Su Yuntao miserably, he couldn't help but continue to speak, and at the same time shook out his old bottom: this great soul master who goes to the mountains and goes to the countryside all day long, and seems to be very popular, is actually the soul warrior with the worst qualifications, he is only a second-level soul master, Wu Ming finally understood why he always felt that buddy was a bit of a middle second wind, a congenital two, no wonder others ......

Tang San had simply become a magazine in his previous life, and he was still struggling to ask: "Can the martial soul power only be ten levels inherently, can't it be higher?"

Su Yuntao said it conclusively and explained it from a high position.

Tang San looked suddenly enlightened, which made Wu Ming on the side look uncomfortable.

Because Wu Ming knew that this Martial Soul Highness was a second soul master in the countryside, and he was a lonely and unheard master.

There are people in this continent who are born with twenty levels of soul power, and they are also from the Martial Spirit Palace, but he can't say that he is afraid that he will be bombarded by the five thunders and die, and the heavens and the earth will be destroyed. He silently recited in his heart: The Tao must not be said! The Tao must not be said!!

Su Yuntao finally woke up from the shock, and he sighed: "It's a pity! The innate soul power that is rare to see in a hundred years has appeared in a waste martial soul like Blue Silver Grass. ”

Wu Ming secretly scolded in his heart: "It's a pity why it's not your innate soul power, you don't have to go to the mountains and the countryside, you don't have to go to this wilderness to endure hardships and stand hard work."

If Tang San's Haotian Hammer were to show you, you would probably have to soar to the elder level in an instant. Fuck your uncle, don't talk about the delay, and it will make me cool here for a long time......"

Tang San still had countless whys in his heart?

But Wu Ming can't wait to see what kind of martial soul he is? Regardless of whether you are a chicken, duck, goose, pig, cow or sheep, you have to take a look!

But Su Yuntao seemed to have forgotten him directly, and was bending down to pick up stones and leave.

"Uncle, I haven't woken up yet?!!" Wu Ming said innocently.

looked too small and was directly ignored, or did Su Yuntao get too deep into the play?

"Oh, I forgot, come on, boy, stand here!" Su Yuntao said slightly embarrassed.

Su Yuntao once again opened his single dog martial soul - lone wolf martial soul, gray hair, green eyes, sharp claws, yellow and white rings.

Wu Ming walked into the hexagonal circle leisurely, his expression was so calm that he couldn't be calmer, but his heart was about to jump out.

Golden points of light floated out from the black stones on the ground and entered Wu Ming's body. Wu Ming felt unusually comfortable, just like basking in the sun in winter.

Everyone suddenly found that the points of light gathered on Wu Ming's body were no less than Tang San, Su Yuntao secretly rejoiced, could there be a play.

Tang San was also watching intently, as Wu Ming's good friend, he naturally cared about him.

And the other children looked like they were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, just Tang San was a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, and they were secretly snickering! They wished that Wu Ming was also a waste martial soul at this moment.

"Stretch out your right hand. Su Yuntao said gently.

Wu Ming stretched out his right hand, and suddenly all the golden points of light converged between his palms.

He looked down and saw something, and his eyes actually showed a strange look.

"What's that?" because the golden light was too thick for him to see.

"How strange, what is that rectangular martial soul?" the little girl with the blue silver grass martial soul exclaimed.

"yes, that's weird!" the other kids couldn't see either.

"This looks like the spell of the Dao Sect in the previous life!!" A flash of inspiration flashed in Tang San's mind, he was not sure that his own sect Tang Sect in his previous life was as famous as the Dao Sect Wudang Sect.

He had also witnessed them use spells. It's just that all he saw were spells painted with runes.

The martial soul in Wu Ming's hands seemed to be white. He picked up the Purple Pole Demon Pupil, and finally saw that in the golden light was a pile of yellow rune paper, no, yellow paper, it was empty.

And Wu Ming's heart was about to explode: because it was unbelievable, his martial soul was actually the nightmare of the previous life, the life-urging talisman of the previous life, if it weren't for the old saying: I will punish you to draw a thousand talismans! Wu Ming may still be the nameless path.

Wu Ming secretly shouted: Heaven, earth, this is the rhythm of death that will not spare me...... He really wants to cry without tears, and he has a dead heart.

Just when he wanted to withdraw the rune paper martial spirit, no, the yellow paper martial spirit, there was a mutation......

The palm of his left hand was extremely hot, and he looked down: a mini colorful gourd actually appeared in the palm of his left palm.

God, that gourd is very familiar, thief God, you play with me! Do the old way of breaking the gourd to me, at least it has to be the treasure gourd in the "gourd baby"!

Wu Ming's heart suffered millions of critical damage, and all his previous dreams felt that they had become utopian.

In the end, he only had one wish: to see if he could cultivate, and he was still a little unwilling.

What if my talisman can help, what if my gourd can attack?

What if I'm born with soul power......