After a brief lunch, they quickly walked through the bazaar and arrived at their destination, the Soul Hunting Forest.

On the periphery of the ancient forest, there were shackles imposed on it by humans—huge steel fences, covered with a large number of terrifying spikes, and the fence was no less than ten meters long, and it was unusually solid.

These were dead, and the real horror was the group of steel warriors armed to the teeth, the hundred-man squad in charge of patrolling. The bloody aura on their bodies is terrifying.

After Wu Ming saw it, he sighed: What a big show, isn't the law enforcement team of the Martial Spirit Hall in it even more terrifying. It seems that he still underestimates the strength of the Martial Spirit Palace.

While explaining the relationship between the Martial Spirit Hall and the country to Tang San and Wu Ming, the master took out a token.

It was a black token with a sword, a hammer, and a monster engraved on it.

Wu Ming knew that it was the third-class token of the Wuhun Palace, and the Wuhun Hall token was divided into six types: the lowest level was a sword, the highest level was a hammer, and the upper level was a monster, in fact, this monster was called the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex, which was actually a family from which the master was born. This token is actually a gift from the family.

When the master took out the token, his expression was a little lonely, and Wu Ming instantly caught it. He knew why the master was lonely, he was born in a famous family, but he couldn't break through the soul master realm, which was a shame for the family.

In a short time, the three of them came to the heavily guarded entrance.

The master handed over the token, and after the other party confirmed that it was correct, he showed a respectful look on his face and directly released the three of them.

Wu Mingxin said: It's really fragrant to have a backer!

After entering the forest, Tang San continued to ask hard, the master was not as patient as he was on the road at the moment, his attention was all on observing the environment around the forest.

"Little San, ask again when you have time, pay attention to the surroundings. It's very dangerous here!" Wu Ming reminded.

Wu Ming naturally saw the master's nervousness, although there were no soul beasts more than a thousand years old in the Soul Hunting Forest. But as long as the soul beasts that are a hundred years old are terrifying. The master had no problem protecting himself, but he still had two little dolls with him. Although he knew that the two of them had some strength, he was still a little worried.

The three of them walked towards the depths of the forest, and soon the forest was already very dark, because the big trees that covered the sky and the sun were one after the other.

The further he went, the more nervous the master became. Finally, he chose to release the martial spirit, and not long after, a strange creature appeared in front of Wu Ming and Tang San.

Wu Ming knew that this was the master's mutated martial soul - Luo Sanpao. Still, he was struck by the amazing creature: it looked like a dog, and a pig was not as thick as it.

Purple hair!

Blue Eyes!!

Small Short Legs!!

Sensitive sense of smell!!

It's still clingy!!

If you love to eat turnips, you can fart!!

The soul skills of the three cannons are super wonderful: the fart sound is like thunder, and it can also be hypnotized.

Tang San couldn't help but laugh when he saw it, and began to show his diligent and inquisitive skills again, and the master also began to show his strong teaching ability. The two teachers and students began one-on-one teaching again, as for Wu Ming, do you like to listen or not.

After the three cannons were summoned, the master's confidence was much more than at the beginning. Because the sense of smell of the three guns is very sensitive, they can sense the existence of soul beasts.

The three of them encountered a lot of soul beasts along the way, but most of them were ten-level soul beasts.

Like what kind of ghost cat, although it is suitable for the agile department, but it is too miserable, there is no one in a litter for more than thirty years, that is not Wu Ming's dish, three guns with their butts to hit the nest of the ghost cat, making the group of kittens tremble. And the three guns ran away in a hurry.

The three guns ran all the way, looking back all the way, it was very cute. Suddenly, three cannons cried, because the forest was too dark to see what was ahead. Everyone hurriedly stepped forward, especially the master actually took out two blue swords and handed them to Wu Ming and Tang San, in fact, Wu Ming and Tang San didn't need it, but it was difficult to refuse.

Everyone looked carefully and found that it was not an enemy attack. Instead, he just sprinkled urine on the root of a plant-like soul beast, Lone Bamboo, and I don't know if it stimulated Lone Bamboo, it actually shook violently, and even bent its body to pump over. The third cannon was also immersed in the pleasure of emptying his body, and he took a solid blow.

"Uhh So it hits you. Xiao San, Wu Ming, look at this lone bamboo, it is no more than ten meters, so it is a ten-year soul beast, it has a tough texture, and it is a soul beast with good defense, I don't believe you can use the sword in your hand to cut it. The master said.

Tang San went up and slashed lightly, it was very strange, there were no scars, so he added a few more strengths, but there were still no scars.

"Look at the white light it emits, Master, this is the color of soul power! It's white, it's really a ten-year soul beast. Wu Mingruo has realized.

"Yes, the soul beast uses the color of soul power, which represents its strength, the lowest is white, and the top is yellow, purple, black, and red, and the corresponding soul beast level is ten years, one hundred years, one thousand years, ten thousand years, and one hundred thousand years. For soul masters below level 30, sometimes a hundred-year soul beast may kill them. So be careful. ”

"Teacher, the lone bamboo is very defensive, are we going to hunt it?" Tang San asked curiously.

"No, it's not the best choice, let's look for it first, and if there is no other suitable one, then come back and choose it. It won't move anyway, so we'll just mark it. What's more, the three guns have been marked, and they are easy to find. ”

"Where's it?" Tang San looked at it for a long time, but didn't find any clues.

Wu Ming smiled: "Master, you mean that the third cannon just now, right!

The master touched his nose and said, "Yes, the third cannon has a keen sense of smell, and this little thing can't be difficult for it." ”

"Hello ......" The three guns let out a cheerful cry when they heard the master praise it, and twisted their huge butts to open the way in front.

The master began to explain the knowledge of choosing a soul ring to Tang San and the others:

"For soul masters, choosing a soul ring is very important, and two aspects must be paid attention to.

The first is the fit, the higher the fit between the attributes of the soul beast and the martial soul, the greater the amplification effect of the soul ring. The lower the fit, the lower the kicker. For example, if a strength-type martial soul warrior soul master hunts an agile soul beast, then the fit of the soul ring is not high, and his strength amplification effect is almost zero. If the same agile martial soul master chooses to hunt defensive soul beasts, then his agility will not increase in any way, and he may even regress. Therefore, children, you should keep in mind that you only choose the right one, not the expensive one (high age), and the high age is not suitable for you and you are blind, which is why we have to take a week off, because you have to choose!

Second, after satisfying the first rule, when you choose the right one, you will consider the issue of the number of years. And there is a limit to the high age of life. Generally speaking, if you are born with full soul power, that is, tenth-level soul power, then your first choice is a hundred-year soul ring. And the limit of the first soul ring is four hundred and twenty-three years, so it is best for your soul ring to be around four hundred years......"

When Wu Ming heard this, he secretly said in his heart: "Maybe the subject of your research is not me, master......!