Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Spirit of War (I)

"Wow Ka Ka, get rich, get rich. ”

Under the bright sun, beside Wuji Mountain, there were bursts of obscene voices from the woods on the edge of the Soul Beast Mountain Range.

"Boy, I'm happy to be like this with just such a little thing, but you are also a person with holy laws, and the important thing is that there is also me, a wise and martial master, whether it is good to have a little knowledge, and be mature!" Han Ning couldn't bear to look at it directly, if it went on like this, he wouldn't dare to recognize this apprentice. Although he had seen a lot of this expression during the time he had been with Ling Tian, it was still difficult to get used to it.

"Master, you don't have a backache when you stand and talk, your apprentice I am a poor bastard, so I can think like a master like you, I don't have much knowledge, or you throw hundreds of millions of gold soul coins to kill me!" Ling Tian didn't buy it, he had long realized that martial arts cultivation was very expensive, and he was a person with "two sleeves and a clean breeze", so he had to save from a small amount of money.

"Uh......" Han Ning was instantly embarrassed, every thing in his savings ring was priceless, and there were even a lot of priceless treasures, but he really didn't have any money, not even a copper soul coin.

"Ahem, vulgar, vulgar! Money is just a thing in the body, what is the use of it? You can't learn from your master, me! This kind of indifferent foreign object, the noble quality of treating money as dung!" Han Ning forcibly explained, I don't know if there was a body, his face would have turned red.

"Yes, yes, you are always noble, you are always indifferent, you regard money as dung, I am vulgar, I am vulgar, if I don't love money, how can a mortal like me live! I still have to eat!" Ling Tian said very insincerely.

"By the way, eat! Come and see my cow, hee-hee, rice, money, I'm coming. Ling Tian said and ran over with a smile.

"Alas!" Han Ning sighed as he looked at Ling Tian's answer without the slightest sincerity. This was the only time in his life that he was despised, and he was also despised by his own apprentice, because he had no money.

Ling Tian stopped and slowly approached when he was a few steps away from the Iron Horned Ox, he knew that the lives of soul beasts were particularly tenacious, and the loss of the Rotten Leaf Rock Snake last time was enough to eat once.

Ling Tian gradually approached, the Iron Horned Ox was no better than the Rotten Leaf Rock Snake, if it also pretended to be dead like the Rotten Leaf Rock Snake to give itself a blow, then it would not even have time to breathe, so Ling Tian was extremely cautious every time he got closer.

The Ironhorn was lying on the ground, covered in mud, bleeding from seven holes, his eyes were white, the back of his neck was collapsed, blood was flowing, and some broken bones could be seen.

But when Ling Tian approached, he found that the two of the Iron Horn Ox were exhaling "whirring", but they were breathing out more and less breathing.

"I'll go, this vitality is really strong!" Ling Tian said in surprise. Ling Tian knew that his punch had shattered even the bones and nerves, if ordinary people were beaten like this, they would have choked up a long time ago, but this cow was still alive after blowing it for a while.

"What is this, a truly strong person can come down even if he loses his physical body. Han Ning put on a look of disdain, and come and worship me. I wanted to get back the face I had just lost from Ling Tian.

But as if Ling Tian hadn't heard it, he walked straight to the Black Striped Sword, pulled it up with his left hand, and dragged it back to the Iron Horn Ox.

Pick it up and face the Ironhorn, that's it.

"It's over, it's finally time for lunch. "Ling Tian has been eating soul beast meat all this time, and the taste is very delicious, he is hungry when he thinks that this is a cow soul beast, even ordinary beef is quite delicious, this soul beast must be good.

"Huh, what is this?" After Ling Tian took the black-veined sword off the head of the Iron Horn Ox, he noticed that something appeared on the Iron Horn Ox's head.

A stream of gray-silver gas poured out from the severe, blood-soaked skull of the ironhorn, slowly condensed three inches above the ironhorn's head, only the size of a fist, and slowly formed the appearance of an animal, yes, it was the appearance of the ironhorn, but it was very vague and incomplete, and the gas was very thin, as if the wind blew and dispersed.

That gas only roughly formed the appearance of the Iron Horn Ox, if Ling Tian hadn't seen the Iron Horn Ox, he wouldn't have thought that it was the Iron Horn Cow, because it was too vague, and it was not expressive at all, the small Iron Horn Cow was very sluggish and lifeless.

"Master, what is this? When I killed the Rotten Leaf Rock Snake, it seemed that this kind of thing came out of the head of the Rotten Leaf Rock Snake. Ling Tian asked Han Ning curiously.

"Damn, are you an alien?" Han Ning looked at Ling Tian with a look of surprise.

"Uh...... I really don't know. Ling Tian was very embarrassed and puzzled.

"Even if it's this kind of poor country, you should know it! this is common sense!" Han Ning was deeply stunned by Ling Tian.

"......" Ling Tianlao's face flushed.

Seeing Ling Tian's reaction, Han Ning was sure that Ling Tian was not entertaining him, and he originally thought that there was a fair reason to beat him, and he was about to do it.

"Even if you don't know much, you should know a little, right?" Han Ning didn't believe that Ling Tian didn't know at all.

"Uh... I woke up from a serious illness and didn't remember anything except a few words. Even the name was told to me by Uncle Chen. ”

I'll go, it's so ruthless, it's too close to the bottom! Han Ning suddenly understood what was going on.

"Forget it, I'm going to popularize this common sense for you today. Han Ning had no choice but to popularize this common sense, of course he would explain it at a deeper level.

Ling Tian was very expectant, but also very strange, what was this common sense, why had he never heard anyone mention it.

"Do you know why this continent is called the War Spirit Continent?"

Ling Tian shook his head, but he immediately felt something, pointed to the strange gas that was about to dissipate and said, "Is it because of this thing?"

"Sentient beings think that is indeed the case. This gas is exactly a kind of soul, that is, a beast soul, but we warriors call it a war spirit. ”

"Why is it called a battle spirit?" Ling Tian asked, like a teachable student.

That's a good question. There are things in heaven and earth, and all kinds are spirits. Spirits are extremely ethereal beings, invisible, intangible, and intangible. But everything in the heavens and the earth has a spirit, it is only a matter of how many, and we humans and beasts can be said to be the largest aggregate of spirits, that is, the condensed souls are the most complete. Han Ning patiently explained to Ling Tian.

"But the soul is also focused, the human body is weak, so most of the human soul can sense the existence of Dao force, so as to become a martial artist to change. So the human soul is biased towards perception. The beasts, on the other hand, are inclined to fight, because the beasts are extremely strong, and the warriors of the same class are not opponents, and they are born with the instinct to fight, which comes from the depths of the soul. ”

"And this beast soul has a lot to do with the martial artist, the way of heaven, the loss is more than enough to make up for the shortage. Because of the innate relationship between martial artists, even if they use force, their attack power is not very strong, but this beast soul can be used by martial artists. For combat. That's why it's called War Spirit. ”

"Can it be used by warriors?"

"That's right, starting from the first-order soul beast, the beast soul, that is, the battle soul, began to take shape, although it was not very complete. When the soul beast is killed, the battle soul will appear, and the warrior can refine and fuse it for his own use, which is called the second soul of the warrior, the soul of battle. But the war spirit exists in the outside world for a short time, and the weaker it is, the shorter it exists. Unless it is stored in a special place or utensils, it can delay dissipation. ”

Han Ning was saying that the gray-silver gas had gone with the wind and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"The significance of the war soul to the warrior is very significant, if you want to refine and fuse the war soul, you must also use the martial artist's own soul force, which is useless at all, if the martial artist wants to refine and fuse the war soul, he must have a third-order soul, that is, ordinary martial artists must reach the strength of the martial artist level, because then the martial artist can really use the soul power. And this is still the minimum standard, the soul is a collection of will, memory, etc., especially the beast soul is still very violent, not easy to refine, the soul is fundamental, the slightest carelessness will be backlashed, at least become an idiot, or at worst die on the spot. If you want to refine and fuse a more powerful and higher-level war spirit, maybe you will be counter-refined and fused, and you will become a bloodthirsty half-orc who only knows how to kill non-humans and non-beasts. ”