In this world where martial arts are respected and big fists are the last word, Mi Yun has no doubt that his corn martial spirit, as long as the ability is known, will be immediately arrested and used as an auxiliary tool specializing in the production of corn.

Don't use soul skills, just release martial spirits, and sell ordinary corn?

It's not that Mi Yun hasn't thought about it.

But this method is slow to make money, how much is a piece of corn? How much do you have to sell to get enough of a Golden Soul Coin?

Like Oscar, five copper soul coins are sold, and Mi Yun is 10,000 unwilling.

After thinking about it, he decided to tell Zao Wou-Ki about his martial spirit's abilities.

In this way, he will be valued by Mr. Zhao, and he will agree to protect himself.

Thinking about it in his heart, Mi Yun stretched out his right hand, and two bright yellow soul rings rose under his feet, reciting the soul mantra.

"Grim Reaper Pepper Hot Corn!"

As the words fell, the first spirit ring under his feet flashed, and a red corn appeared in his hand.

The corn was about twenty centimeters long, full of grains, fiery red, and a trace of red mist on it.

Dozens of centimeters away, Zao Wou-Ki smelled a spicy smell.

He looked at Mi Yun in surprise and asked, "Mi Yun, ...... are you?"

Mi Yun didn't answer, the second soul ring lit up yellow, and he recited the soul spell again.

"Don't move the black gold corn!"

After speaking, a black corn appeared in Mi Yun's hand, juxtaposed with the red corn from before.

Mi Yun looked at Zao Wou-Ki and took a deep breath, his face solemn.

"Teacher, my two corns, the red one is to increase the attack, the black one is to improve the defense, the increase is forty percent, if it is a plant soul master, the improvement ability is directly increased by five times, and it can be increased by two hundred percent."

Mi Yun paused.

"Moreover, these amplitudes are not affected by the level, whether it is you, Qian Linjue or Dai Mubai, they can increase by forty percent, the duration is half an hour, and the storage time is one week."

"What?!" Zao Wou-ki's jaw dropped to the ground in shock.

Ignore the level increase of 40% and the plant-based soul master 200%?

Can it still be mass-produced and stored?!

It's no wonder that Zao Wou-Ki was surprised, you must know that the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda, which is known as the world's number one auxiliary martial soul on the mainland, can only add 30% of its soul power when it is level 20.

And Mi Yun's corn martial soul not only has a greater range of assistance, but also produces and stores energy, how can this not be surprising?

In particular, the auxiliary bonus to the plant-based soul master has reached a terrifying 200%!

Such an astonishing degree, if it is known by some plant-based soul master families, I am afraid that if they don't do their best, they will have to snatch Mi Yun into their hands.

Thinking of this, Zao Wou-Ki swallowed his saliva with difficulty and said dryly, "You wait a minute." ”

After taking care of the matter in hand, Zao Wou-Ki took Mi Yun to Soto City and found Flender's shop.

As soon as he entered the door, King Fudong, who was a seventy-sixth-level soul saint, pushed Mi Yun in.

Reaching out and half-closing the door, he stuck his head out and looked carefully outside, making sure that no one was following, then he retracted his head and closed the door.

After plugging in the deadbolt, Zao Wou-Ki wiped the sweat from his forehead and took a big breath.

Whew~ It's okay......

In Flender's store, Dean Flender has been paying attention to Zao Wou-ki, the vice president of Shrek, and he can't help it when he sees him so careful.

"Zao Wou-ki, what medicine did you take today? Has the enemy come to the door? ”

"Shh

Zao Wou-Ki made a gesture of silence, and then, he walked quickly to Flender's side, and whispered in his ear: "Flender, let me tell you, Mi Yun ...... him."

At that moment, Zhao Wou-Ki told all the improvements in Mi Yun's martial soul, and also talked about his ability.

"What?!" Flender was startled and got up from the recliner.

He walked quickly to the short and fat Mi Yun, squatted down and grabbed Mi Yun's shoulders tightly with both hands.

"Mi Yun, how much can you make in a day now?" Flender asked with some excitement.