Notting City.

Two men with tattoos on their arms stood in the crowd, staring as Yang Ming stepped into the carriage and followed the master to the Soul Hunting Forest, four hundred miles northeast of Notting City, and lowered his head to check the pictorial in his hand.

In the pictorial, there is a face that looks seven points similar to Yang Ming, but it is five points more mature than Yang Ming and six points more vicissitudes, and he looks like a middle-aged man in his fifties.

The two tattooed men glanced at each other and whispered:

"That's right, he's the descendant of the traitor to that organization, and it's not in vain that we've been tracking it down for so many years."

"Do you want to escalate to the organization first?"

"Nonsense, I have already reported it, and in a few months, the news will reach the headquarters."

"Then should we wait for the organization to send someone before we do it?"

"Traitors must die! The descendants of traitors also have to die! It's just a little ghost who has just awakened the martial spirit, what are you afraid of! ”

The two tattooed men reached a consensus, and each rented a fast horse and hung it far behind the carriage, waiting for an opportunity to make a move.

Yang Ming didn't know that his own people were sitting in the carriage, and the disaster came from the sky.

At this moment, he heard the sound of the system ringing in his ears.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for saying the classic lines of Xiao Yan who broke the sky, and got a chance to draw a lottery, and now he has accumulated two lottery chances, do you want to start the lottery wheel?"

"Yes!"

In Yang Ming's retina, a virtual roulette wheel appeared again, with a purple base and gold trim, gorgeous and atmospheric.

Yang Ming rubbed his hands secretly, there was apprehension in his heart, but he was more excited, guessing what treasure he would draw Emperor Yan.

However, when the roulette wheel pointer docked in the item column, Yang Ming was dumbfounded.

Xiao Yan's original pants.

"Poof!"

Yang Ming almost spurted blood, but he forgot that this big guy has a lot of items, but this time he accidentally took a handful, and his hand black actually drew this thing!

If it's Xiao Xun'er's original pants, maybe I like it.

Ahh

wasted a lottery opportunity, Yang Ming guessed in his heart that maybe it was because this first lottery opportunity was a lottery opportunity left over from the lines of the last movie bigwig, so he was so black.

Yang Ming tried again and used the last chance to draw.

The hands are constantly rotating, shaking people's eyes.

Just when Yang Ming couldn't wait, the pointer slowed down, and finally docked in the item column again.

Thankfully, there were no more moths this time, and what I got was a very nice item.

At this time, the master was feeling that Yang Ming, this young man, was young and vigorous, so he ignored him and was spreading some knowledge about soul beasts and soul rings with Tang San.

"The longer the cultivation time, the stronger the strength of the soul beast, and the better the soul ring effect will be."

"The difference between the soul rings produced by different levels of soul beasts is mainly in the attribute attachment to the soul master itself, as well as the ability of skills. If you want to use a quantitative point of view, if you get a ten-year soul ring with the same attributes, the ability of the martial soul can be increased by ten, and if it is a one-year soul ring, the ability can be increased by one hundred. ”

"Therefore, when there is a choice, all soul masters will try their best to pursue more powerful martial souls."

The road leading from Notting City to the outside of the city was not very smooth, and the carriage swayed slightly due to poor shock absorption.

The master paused slightly, glanced at Yang Ming, who was listening carefully, and didn't know where he took out a belt, which looked very beautiful, and deliberately presented it to Tang San in front of Yang Ming.

"Little San, if you come into my door, I don't have anything to give you, so I'll give you this soul guide."

The whole body of the belt is black, there are dark stripes on it, it is impossible to distinguish without looking carefully, on the whole belt, evenly inlaid with twenty-four pieces of milky white jade, each piece of jade is only the size of an adult's thumb nail, it is round, the color is warm, and it is a rare beautiful jade at a glance.

"Teacher, this is too precious." Tang San was a little hesitant.

Glancing at the surprised expression on Yang Ming's face on the side, the master only thought that Yang Ming was envious of Tang San's harvest, and his trademark stiff smile appeared on his face, as if he was showing off, and said generously:

"Little San, you can accept it, and take it as an entry reward for you."

"Thirty years ago, I got this soul guide, and I have studied it for many years, although it is not aggressive, but its storage ability is unique in the world, and it can be regarded as the top soul guide today, these twenty-four jades, each of which can provide a cubic meter of storage space, which is convenient for you to store your personal belongings."

As he said this, the master turned his head to look at Yang Ming, his eyes burning.

Yang Ming's sentence last night, "I am born to be useful", is simply speaking to the master's heart, plus Yang Ming's talent is no worse than Tang San's, and even surpasses it, which makes the master keep thinking about it in his heart.

He deliberately said these words just now, but in fact, half of them were for Yang Ming, indicating that as long as Yang Ming changed his mind and threw himself into his disciples, he would not be stingy in the slightest.

Of course, the master is still very reserved.

Last time, he was rejected by Yang Ming, although the master didn't think so, and even wanted to recruit him, but he didn't say anything, just looked at Yang Ming quietly, and almost wrote a line of words on his face:

Isn't it powerful, do you want it?

It's just that when the master saw Yang Ming's surprised expression on his face just now, he was obviously mistaken.

A ring appeared in Yang Ming's palm, and the expression on the master's face suddenly stiffened, and his eyes suddenly widened because he was too surprised.

This is a dark blue ring with a faint blue glow on it, showing the difference between this ring and ordinary low-level rings.

The Ring of the Hidden Sea.

This is one of the trophies that Xiao Yan harvested after killing Han Feng, the leader of the Black Alliance, in the Fighting Firmament World.

The ring, to put it bluntly, is the so-called space ring.

There are also high and low vows, and high-grade vows are extremely rare, and it can be said that they have no price.

The high-level ring can be set up by the master of the soul mark, in this way, even if others are lucky enough to get the ring, if you want to take the things in it, you must try your best to erase the soul mark first, and in this way, the owner of the ring will have a sense, this almost self-protective function is unique to the high-level ring, and it is also one of the biggest reasons for the skyrocketing value.

The beginner ring can store one cubic meter of items, while the advanced ring is 100 cubic meters!

"Yang Ming, this ...... Is this a soul guide? ”

The master's slightly trembling voice of shock came, pulling Yang Ming back from his contemplation.

"Yes."

Yang Ming also knew that he was not good at explaining anything, so he simply went with the flow.

The master approached, looked at the beautiful ring, and was amazed:

"Yang Ming, what's the use of this ring?"

"It stores things." Yang Ming also knew that a talent similar to a master engaged in scientific research would definitely break the casserole and ask to the end, so without waiting for him to continue to ask, he said, "Oh, by the way, its storage space is at least a hundred cubic meters." ”

"Shhh

The master and Tang San gasped.