The good mood was disturbed, and Hu Liena lost the interest in continuing to write. Retracted the martial soul and combed the somewhat messy blonde hair in front of the dresser.

The soft light blonde medium-length hair was naturally shawl, slightly rippling under the evening breeze, Hu Liena slowly walked to the window, looking at the full silver moon.

Wuhun City is located in the south-central part of the Douluo Continent, the climate here is similar to Barak City, and the stars are shining in the night sky, shining this towering Pope's Palace very clearly.

Tranquil, fresh, and shrouded in moonlight.

Hu Liena held her pretty face with both hands, glanced at the manor not far from the Papal Palace from a distance, and a smile flashed between her eyebrows.

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At the same time, the Soul Hunting Forest, a hundred kilometers northeast of Notting City.

The purpose of the Soul Hunting Forest built by the Martial Spirit Hall was to let those low-level soul masters have such a relatively safe place to hunt soul beasts.

Basically, on the Douluo Continent, a soul hunting forest will be built between every few cities for soul masters to hunt soul beasts and obtain soul rings.

And the quality of the soul beasts in these soul hunting forests is generally linked to the number and strength of soul masters in several nearby cities. Like the soul hunting forest near Wuhun City, there is no shortage of soul beasts that have cultivated for more than a thousand years.

But Notting City is only a remote city, and there is only one lowest-level martial soul branch hall in the city, and the quality of the soul beasts in the northeast soul hunting forest of Notting City is naturally not as good as the one near Martial Soul City.

The evening breeze blew, and the branches and leaves of the dense trees in the forest made a whirling sound.

The swaying firelight in the wind clearly reflected the faces of the three people sitting around.

Among the three, there were two middle-aged people, and the other was a teenager who looked to be about eleven or two years old.

The boy was obviously exposed to the warmth of the sun, his skin was a healthy wheat color, his short black hair looked neat, and his clothes were simple but clean.

Around the young man's waist, there was also a very delicate belt. The belt is black throughout, with dark stripes on it, which cannot be discerned without looking closely, and on the entire belt, it is evenly inlaid with twenty-four milky white jade. Each piece of jade is only the size of a thumb nail and is round. The color is warm and moist, and it is a rare jade at a glance.

The light on the jade surged, and the young man took out a water bag made of red leather and handed it to the slightly thin middle-aged man in black beside him.

"Teacher."

The middle-aged man looks about forty or fifty years old, with short black hair, and a very ordinary appearance, but he has a special temperament on his body, and his eyes are extraordinarily bright.

"Little San, are you in a hurry?" The middle-aged man took the water bag, his tone was flat, and he barely managed to squeeze out a smile on his stiff face.

The young man shook his head, "Finding soul beasts is just a matter of luck, and it's useless to be in a hurry. Teacher, don't worry, I have patience. ”

The middle-aged man bowed his head slightly and glanced at his disciple with satisfaction. He put the water bag to his mouth and took a few sips, and then stopped talking.

In order to verify his theory, in fact, the anxiety in his heart was no less than that of his own disciples.

At this time, the middle-aged man sitting on the other side of the campfire also spoke.

"Xiao Gang, this disciple of yours really doesn't look like he's only ten years old." This middle-aged man was dressed much more exquisitely, wearing a moon-white soul master robe, which was embroidered with silver threads, and the light flashed between his gestures. His appearance is also handsome, and his hair is extremely shiny.

This middle-aged man's status is not low, his name is Cheng Jiyuan, he is the dean of the Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy, and he is also a forty-second level Powerful Attack Weapon Soul Sect.

And what he called Xiao Gang was the master Yu Xiaogang, who was known as invincible in theory, and the young man was Tang San, the personal disciple of the master Yu Xiaogang.

The master undeniably took a piece of dry food handed over by Tang San and roasted it on the fire, obviously very familiar with this Dean Cheng.

After roasting three pieces of dry food one after another, and handing them to Tang San and Cheng Jiyuan respectively, the master slowly leaned against the trunk of the tree and swallowed the dry bread with clear water.

There is the forty-second level soul sect of Cheng Jiyuan, and the group does not have so many taboos in this soul hunting forest without thousand-year-old soul beasts.

Looking at the quiet forest around him, the master had a look of doubt on his face.

It stands to reason that although there are not many hundred-year-old soul beasts in this soul hunting forest, they have all been walking in the forest for several days in a row, and they have encountered a few hundred-year-old soul beasts, which is obviously a bit abnormal.

Moreover, the cultivation of these hundred-year-old soul beasts is only more than two hundred years, which is naturally enough for ordinary soul masters, but his disciple is different. It was an extremely rare twin martial soul, and the age of the first soul ring was a little low, and he didn't want his disciple's second soul ring to fall again.

As for why the quality of the soul beasts in this soul hunting forest is so low, it is due to Tianchen.

Back then, he killed the mandala snake that had been cultivated for more than 400 years and the ghost vine that had been cultivated for more than 600 years, and he felt that it was not safe, so he simply asked people to directly clean up the soul beasts that had been cultivated in this forest for more than 300 years.

There are hundred-year-old soul beasts in this soul hunting forest, but they won't be particularly powerful. In fact, Tianchen's effort did play a role, and it was precisely because of this that the master did not directly take Tang San to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt soul beasts.

Of course, even if the master wanted to take Tang San to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt soul beasts, he would have to think a lot. After all, with his cultivation as a twenty-ninth level Great Soul Master and his waste martial soul, any slightly more powerful hundred-year soul beast in the Star Dou Great Forest was enough to bring them a huge crisis.

Although the relationship between Cheng Ji and him is good, it is not good enough to go on an adventure with him in the Star Dou Great Forest. For some reasons, he didn't want to go to Shrek Academy to find Flender casually.

All kinds of reasons were mixed together, and the group of three came to this soul hunting forest again.

Suddenly, a rustling sound came from not far away, which made the three of them instantly alert. Vaguely, there seemed to be a little more fishy smell in the air, the fishy smell was not strong, and there was even a faint sweetness and tea fragrance.

Between the flashes of the soul ring, the three of them released their martial souls at the same time. Beside the master were two yellow soul rings, and the chubby Luo Sanpao's nose kept sniffing on the ground.

The martial soul of the Cheng Era is a wide heavy sword, the sword body is jet black, and the length is close to two meters.

One white, two yellow and one purple, four soul rings surround the sword body, and it is a powerful soul sect with a thousand-year soul ring.

And the change in Tang San's release of the martial soul was much smaller, with a light blue halo, blue silver grass grew out of his palm, exuding a faint breath of life and gently swaying with the fluctuation of soul power.

However, the Blue Silver Grass in Tang San's hand was different from the ordinary Blue Silver Grass, the vines were covered with inch-long spikes, and the whole body was blue-black.

An extremely bright yellow soul ring was also pulsating around Tang San, and the rich soul power light was surging in his hand, and that continuous momentum was definitely not something that a soul master who had just broken through the twentieth level could have.

And so it is, as early as a year ago, he broke through to level twenty. However, the master had left Notting City for several months for personal reasons, and Cheng Ji was not in Notting City for a while, so it was delayed.