Time flies, the years shuttle, seven days pass in the blink of an eye, and Bai Yihe also got his wish to refine the Soul Casting Pill obtained by the same first place, but the Soul Casting Pill given by Ling Qingshan before was not refined together, after all, it has not yet reached the peak of the fourth order of the Fetal Soul Realm, and now it is used with a high probability of failure to impact the fifth order, and the biggest effect of the Soul Casting Pill is to refine the body of the tenth-order Soul Casting Soul Realm to achieve the Fetal Soul Realm, and the small advance of the Fetal Soul Realm has an effect but is not ten percent, so the white clothes are stable.

"Whew!"

After a soft sound, Bai Yihe, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, turned his head, staring at the sudden appearance of a soul figure twice as large as before behind him, feeling the abundant soul power in it made the corners of his mouth slowly show a smile.

This is why the pill is better than the freshly picked heaven and earth treasure materials!

The refining time is fast enough!

One rolled over, landed under the bed, and whispered, "It's time to go to the teacher!"

......

"Knock knock!"

At the door of the small courtyard, after three knocks, Wan Yu opened the door of his courtyard, looked at the energetic young man in front of him, shook his hair, and motioned for the other party to enter.

After the two of them sat down in the courtyard, Wan Yu first spoke: "The Soul Extension Pill has been refined, right?

Hearing this, the white clothes fit shocked, I didn't expect my every move The teacher cared so much, and I couldn't help but feel a little warm in my heart.

"Back to the teacher, the disciple has been completely refined, and there is no danger!" replied to Wan Yu's question respectfully.

Nodding, Wan Yu pondered for a moment before speaking: "Now that you have entered the master's door, you should also make something clear to you!"

Stunned, Bai Yi folded his hand and said, "Please show the teacher!"

"Well, after entering the uncle's door, unlike other teachers, let's call it the uncle's master in the future! You are the last apprentice of this uncle's life, after teaching you, this uncle will wander the world in the future, and it is time to pursue the way of the soul master who belongs to the uncle!"

Bai Yihe was just about to speak, Wan Yu waved his hand and continued: "Uncle Ben's full name is Wan Yu, and people give him the nickname 'Wan Essential Oil', and Uncle Ben will have some of them as Battle Soul Master and Auxiliary Soul Master, so it is called Wan Essential Oil." ”

Hearing this, Bai Yihe thought to himself, "Didn't you tell Wanchang to lose?"

But I didn't dare to say this!

Regarding what Wan Yu said just now, Bai Yihe asked with doubts in his heart: "Master, what is a battle soul master and an auxiliary soul master?"

"Good question! Don't be ashamed to ask, then good!"

"Battle Soul Master refers to a soul master who focuses on battle, such as a soul master, a soldier soul master, etc.!"

"Auxiliary soul masters, soul masters who are mainly auxiliary and supplemented by battles, such as pill masters, casters, soul carvers, etc.!"

"Although the auxiliary soul master is supplemented by fighting, if you despise the other party, then your grave grass is definitely higher than that of the teacher!"

"Having said so much, in a word, you must not only learn the combat that a battle soul master should learn here, but also an auxiliary soul master, but there are only two kinds of auxiliary soul masters, the first type of caster master and the second type of soul carver. ”

Bai Yi Hefa asked, "Master, why don't you learn the pill medicine master all the way?"

Suddenly, Wan Yu's momentum increased, and he said with Tianxian in his mouth: "Remember! Don't be greedy, chew too much and don't get rotten, understand?"

"The reason why you learn so much is to discover where your talent is, and then you can concentrate on it! Now what you regret most about being a teacher is that you were greedy at the beginning, so that you were in a corner of peace and shrank in the country of blue birds, so you can no longer follow the old path of being a teacher. ”

"Got it?"

"Yes, disciple understands!"

Nodding with satisfaction, Wan Yu's voice immediately raised in a stepwise manner: "Bai Yihe, I am willing to teach you a caster and a soul carver, are you willing?"

With a serious look, Bai Yihe replied solemnly: "The disciple is willing!"

"Okay!

With Wan Yu's order, as expected, Bai Yihe's future cultivation will not be carried out in the courtyard, and with apprehension, Bai Yihe followed the master on the road of cultivation.

......

After ten days of hiking, the master and apprentice arrived at one of the four forbidden places of the Blue Bird Country - a small city outside the fierce Ze forest, called "Fierce Ze City", the name is fierce, but this city is not big, the periphery of the city wall shows a sense of dilapidation, and the city can not be compared, the bluestone slabs in the streets of the city are carved by the years and appear potholes.

Walking in the center of the city, a fierce aura came to the face of the white-clothed intuition, and the men in strong clothes and the young men in armor along the way all carried a trace of evil spirit, and everyone was in a hurry to run around the major areas of the city.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Bai Yihe asked Wan Yu beside him suspiciously: "Master, who are these?"

"These are the beast hunting teams and mercenaries of the major forces in the city, teams or mercenaries formed by hunting soul beasts to make money. Wan Yu replied lightly.

"And what's the difference between a beast hunter and a mercenary?"

"The beast hunting team is a team that the major forces cultivate and hunt soul beasts, and the mercenary is a gang that can help you solve anything if you give money, and he doesn't belong to any force. ”

After listening to Wan Yu's explanation, Bai Yihe became wary of the mercenaries in his heart, and he would solve everything if he gave money, and he felt extremely dangerous after hearing this.

"Master, where are we going?" It's been ten days, and with Bai Yihe's patience, he can't help but be a little curious.

"You'll know when you get there!" Wan Yu didn't explain too much.

......

'Zhu Ji Iron Shop', the only two iron shops in the city, as the name suggests, is a place to create all kinds of blades, armor, etc. for soul masters.

Why the only two?

Because there is an ironware shop directly opposite the Zhu Ji ironware shop, called Qian Ji old ironware shop.

As Wan Yu just stepped into the shop, a scorching heat wave came to his face, and the sound of striking iron around him was endless, not like the armory workshop in Wanzhong City or the imperial capital, the reception of guests was glamorous, and the backyard was the place where the caster built.

The ironsmiths here look wild, and in front of the hall is the foundry, where guests can see with their own eyes the process of making every blade or armor, and the nine fireboxes in the hall are constantly scorching the metal with blazing flames, and nine casters are constantly hammering it.

"Are the two soul masters making blades, armor, or soul carvings?" After a while, a young girl slowly walked towards the master and apprentice, and asked respectfully.

"Tell Zhu Ziming that his uncle is here!" staring at the girl in front of him, Wan Yu said in a deep voice.

"Wait a minute!"

After the girl gave her salute, she stepped into the backyard. The master and apprentice waited for 'Zhu Ziming' on the spot.

After about a cup of tea, a rush of footsteps came, and a majestic middle-aged man came into view, and then saw the other party suddenly hug a bear, so he hugged Wan Yu into his arms, his hands tightened, and he seemed to be extremely excited.

"Master, why are you here? I want to die!"

The accent has some dialect flavor, but it is not beautiful, and the middle-aged man named Zhu Ziming trembles all over, as if he has met a relative.

"Let Uncle Ben go!"

Frowning, Wan Yu seemed to be a little uncomfortable with the other party's enthusiasm, and shouted at the top of his voice.

In an instant, Zhu Ziming let go of his hands with some embarrassment, he knew that Wan Yu had this temper, he was often angry, and he was often serious, although he didn't see Wan Yu excited, but Zhu Ziming knew that Wan Yu had him in his heart.

"Don't talk nonsense, this is Uncle Ben's closed disciple, your little junior brother Bai Yihe. ”

Turning his head, Wan Yu continued: "This is your senior brother Zhu Ziming. ”

After listening to Wan Yu's introduction, Bai Yihe was about to bow his hand.

"Smack!"

Zhu Ziming came again with a bear hug, tightly wrapped his white clothes, and said happily: "Little junior brother, coming to me is just like going home, you don't need to be polite, you can eat whatever you want, drink what you want, and go to the Qinglou Senior Brother to have a treat!"

"Bah! Dad, can you put away your set! Not everyone likes to go! Don't be ashamed!" The girl standing next to her was flushed and looked extremely embarrassed.

"Ahaha! Yes, yes, Lei'er is right!" Zhu Ziming laughed.

Later, Bai Yihe learned that Zhu Ziming lingered in the major Qinglou when he was young, and he was hospitable, and he went to the Qinglou to play every time he invited guests, until he was with Zhu Lei's mother later, and he was managed to death, and he never went to it again.

However, in case a close guest comes, Zhu Ziming will still invite the other party to play in the Qinglou, but he only pays, and he is not nostalgic.

"Master, junior brother, please take a seat in the backyard, I have a good soul tea here, which I got from the mercenaries, and the fierce Zelin specialty 'Yi Tea'!"

"Lei'er, go and make my Yi tea and bring it up. ”

Zhu Ziming beckoned everyone to sit in the backyard, and after a while, a cup of hot soul tea was brought to the stone table.

"Master, little junior brother, you all taste it, it tastes good!"

Hearing this, Bai Yihe picked up the teacup and took a sip, the sweet juice poured into his throat along the tip of his tongue, and just wanted to praise a good tea, a trace of soul power bloomed from his abdomen.

"Shhh

It's not that Bai Yihe, who praised loudly, has never drunk soul tea, but what he drank before was not today's Yi tea, which shows that Senior Brother Zhu Ziming attaches great importance to his master and junior brother.

After thirty years of tea, Wan Yu took the lead in speaking: "Well, you have also seen Uncle Ben's closed disciple, and he will stay with you as an apprentice in the future, and when the time comes to the Hammer Realm, you can send a message to Master Ben to start the rest of the cultivation." ”

The caster, divided into nine realms, is named after the hammer.

One hammer realm is equivalent to officially entering the ranks of casters, nine is the pole, and nine hammer realms are the limits of casters.

Prior to this, there were three types of apprentices: junior apprentices, intermediate apprentices, and senior apprentices, so as to make it easier to distinguish the apprentice levels.

"Master, are you leaving?" was shocked, and Bai Yihe couldn't help but ask.

", otherwise, who will give you a ground-level soul skill? Uncle Ben's ground-level soul skill can't be transferred to you, don't even think about it!" Wan Yu stared at Bai Yihe like a fool.

However, Wan Yu is right, if Wan Yu's own learned ground-level soul skills are made into soul scrolls and given to Bai Yihe, Bai Yihe will not dare to take them, because after this, Wan Yu's own learned soul skills will definitely disappear quietly, and it will cause great damage to Wan Yu.

"Master, the disciple doesn't dare, he has never had the heart to ask for your soul skill!" said with a solemn expression, and the white clothes said righteously.

"Uncle Ben is just joking, you take it seriously!" stared at Bai Yihe's serious face with disdain, and then pointed to the firebox with an expression of disdain for Bai Yihe and said:

"Apprentice, go, hammer an iron for the uncle and the elder brother. ”

In the backyard, there is a firebox exclusive to Zhu Ziming, and there are six hammers of different sizes placed next to the firebox, the largest one is one person high, and the smallest one is just right to hold in one hand.

"What's so hard about hammering iron?" Looking at Wan Yu's disdainful expression, Bai Yihe's inner pride was also stimulated.

Two steps to the firebox, using tweezers to pinch out a piece of reddish metal from the burning flame and place it on the platform.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a sledgehammer, about half a man tall.

"It's you!!"

I saw that Bai Yi clasped his hands and clenched the hammer handle, and the muscles of his whole body bulged, and he was about to raise it above his head......

"Bang!"

"Bang dang!"

"Hahaha! Uncle Ben knows! I'm dying of laughter!" Wan Yu's heartless laughter floated in the courtyard.

At this time, Bai Yihe, who used too much force but did not lift the sledgehammer, fell and lay in the courtyard on all fours.