Chapter VII: The Mandate of Heaven and Imperial Power
Leng Zhiying breathed a breath and stood up directly, but when she stood up, the five old men who protected the Dharma were all stunned!
"WOC, Lao Huang, do you think she's finished absorbing? Can't you? It's only been a few minutes, huh? Is it hard to give up? Isn't that right? The soul ring is gone? Failed to absorb? So how did she act like she was nothing? ”
The old man of the hall master was very shocked, and put it in Lao Huang's ear to ask long and short questions, and Lao Huang pushed him away with a disgusted face.
"Lao Li, it's not me talking about you, how old are you and you still look like a problem baby, isn't it the first soul ring that has been collected for a thousand years? How big is it? Lao Huang turned his head and looked at him with contempt, like looking at a child who had never seen the world, and suddenly he realized a problem.
Is the absorption done?
Lao Huang thought of this very serious problem, and hurriedly ran to Leng Zhiying's side, and said flatteringly: "Miss, have you finished absorbing it?" ”
"Ah, yes, it's not very difficult to collect it~ Maybe the old lady is a genius that is rare in this Douluo Continent~" Leng Zhiying showed off to Lao Huang without modesty, and didn't care whether he had a heart attack at all.
She watched Lao Huang's expression change from horror to shock, from shock to surprise, and finally from surprise to calm, which was very funny, and finally seemed not to be frightened by her at all. Because he remembered something more important, and now was not the time to be surprised.
"Then, eldest lady" Lao Huang looked at her seriously, staring at the cold shadow of the psychological hair, staring for a while, and spit out four words:
"Chenghui, five thousand."
"Grass! I thought you were going to rob me! Isn't it money? Here you go. Leng Zhiying rolled his eyes and threw the five thousand silver tickets directly to him
Lao Huang didn't check carefully this time, it seemed that he had great trust in Leng Zhiying, so he put it in his pocket directly, and said to the other four people with a smile:
"Let's go, send the eldest lady home!"
On the way back, Leng Zhiying felt this first soul skill - she found that this skill did not have any substantive skills, but unlocked an energy called "Heavenly Mandate Imperial Power", this power is somewhat similar to the power of faith, and other people's admiration, envy, worship and other various emotions can form this power. You don't have to be an emperor to get it, you can get this kind of power when you are a rich businessman, a scientist, a scholar, a headmaster, or something, as long as you have a certain trait that is strong enough to influence other people, it is obvious that she is rich now, and if she loses to a certain extent, she can also increase the imperial power of the Mandate of Heaven.
"emmmm, it's not bad, being a happy fortune boy can also improve his strength, Meizizi~"
She can feel someone's kindness to her, but she can't feel malice
- Just like the old yellow in front of him, he is simply shiny like a little fan brother. Of course, it may be the little fan of money.
The role of the Heavenly Mandate Imperial Power is very powerful, it can not only be used as a means of attack and defense, but also can be converted into some simple elemental power, such as lighting a fire, getting some water, but it is limited to this, and I don't know if it can be advanced into a powerful combat means in the future. In addition, it can also be used as a bonus in life to make others feel that you have a temperament, such as: stable as an old dog, ruthless, famous, knowledgeable, full of anger, gentle as jade, fierce and cruel, alluring the country and the city, full of majesty, uninhibited, calm and solemn, etc., all belong to a kind of temperament.
Leng Zhiying thought about it and added a majestic temperament bonus to himself.
The old Huang who was leading the horse seemed to feel something and looked back.
“WOC!”
Seeing that Leng Zhiying was like a god descending from heaven, not angry and self-assured, Lao Huang almost knelt, but after thinking about it, something was wrong? Could it be that this is her first soul skill? No wonder it's so easy to absorb, feelings can't even fight.
Thinking of this, Lao Huang shook his head, showed a hint of pity, and continued to lead the horse forward.
Seeing Lao Huang's reaction, Leng Zhiying was stunned for a moment, is that all? Is it because I'm too vegetable?
If you think about it carefully, you are only level 10, and you want to influence the will of the Soul King, which is indeed a bit overwhelming.
But this thing is particularly good, that is, you can change your temperament at any time, Leng Zhiying saw that she couldn't play Lao Huang, and directly set herself the temperament of a famous family, if she was still a disguised lady because of a lot of money, then now she is really a famous lady who has been passed down for dozens of generations.
"Oh, it's going to be fun when I get back." Leng Zhiying is looking forward to it more and more, if he puts a knowledgeable temperament in front of Yu Xiaogang, the picture must be very beautiful.
Suddenly! There was a sound of battle in the distance, and the four soul kings were obviously very dedicated, and they scattered directly to investigate the situation, and at first glance, they were old bodyguards who had been working for an unknown number of years.
After a while, they came back and reported to Leng Zhiying:
"Miss, it's a four-hundred-year-old mandala snake, and there is a great soul master with a child, do you want to go and see it?"
Leng Zhiying thought about it, wasn't this the one that Yu Xiaogang brought Tang San to hunt for the first soul ring? Is there such a coincidence in this world?
But she didn't have the heart to join in the fun, after all, she had to pretend to be something when there were a lot of people, and it was very boring to pretend to be something in private, and try to go around Tang San to avoid any unpleasant things.
Thinking of this, Leng Zhiying directly scolded the soul king: "Take a look! You know how to watch the excitement all day long! What's so good about a 400-year-old spicy chicken, they are all so adults and like to be onlookers, can they be as mature as me? ”
The Soul King: "......"
I'm sorry for you to have some fun! I'll be good for you again, I'm a dog! This kind of work still has to be done by Lao Huang!
He wanted to be a little tougher, and yelled, "What are you fierce!" Aren't there just two stinky money! I really think of myself as an uncle! Go back by yourself, I'll quit! ”
But thinking of the words of the tigress at home who "whispered" to him before he came out, he still endured it, and when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't speak, and became:
"Yes, yes, the eldest lady is right, the little old man is too naïve, so let's continue to hurry, shall we?"
Leng Zhiying snorted, didn't say anything, and waved her hand to signal her to continue walking.
There was nothing to say all the way, and soon returned to Notting City, the four soul kings went directly back to their respective homes to find their own mothers, only Lao Huang was left to deal with the aftermath, Lao Huang was not polite when he saw that the task was completed, and directly took out his professional rhetoric:
"Miss go all the way~ Welcome to visit next time!"
Leng Zhiying: "......"
I feel like you're cursing me, but I can't find any proof, and when I do, you'll be dead!