Salas looked at this mysterious golden cyclone, and his face also showed an expression of disbelief: "This martial spirit is really weird! ’

On the Douluo Continent, all the known martial souls have a clear image source, and they are all tangible, but Mo Lin's martial soul is indeed an intangible thing, which is unheard of.

And Salas felt a mysterious feeling from the moment Merlin's martial soul appeared, which made him believe that this martial soul was by no means simple, and Merlin definitely had the value of vigorously cultivating.

Salas motioned for Merlin to put away the martial spirit, and then said:

"Who are your parents?"

Merlin: "I was an orphan since I was a child, and I never met my parents. ”

Salas stroked his goatee and said, 'Orphaned? Could it be that this martial soul is really just an accidental mutation? But this is better, there is no force behind it, no relatives and no reason, so as to better serve the Wuhun Palace. ’

After speaking, Salas snapped his fingers, and a man who looked thirty or forty years old walked in from outside the temple,

"He is the fifty-sixth-level soul king Feng Li, the martial soul is the mountain opening axe, tomorrow he will take you to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt soul beasts, and then I will also send him to send you to the Martial Soul City, study in the main hall of the Martial Soul Palace, prepare well!"

"Yes!"

After making a salute, Mo Lin withdrew from the main hall and followed Feng Li to the resting place.

On the way to the room, Merlin took the initiative to speak:

"Uncle Feng, do you have any idea of the number of years required to hunt soul beasts for the first soul ring?"

Feng Li knew that Mo Lin was an innate soul power genius who could be sent to Wuhun City to study, and that his future achievements could reach the Title Douluo, so he immediately replied:

"I have a certain understanding, among the soul masters I know, the maximum age of the first soul ring is about 300 years, and I myself is 290 years, I think I am very good at distinguishing the types and years of soul beasts, but I am not very clear about the highest year of each soul ring of the soul master."

Merlin smiled wickedly and whispered:

"That's good."

The next day, Merlin was taken into the Star Dou Great Forest by Feng Li,

On the way to find the soul beast, Feng Li suddenly asked:

"By the way, do you have any requirements for the soul beasts you want to hunt? I heard that your martial soul is very special? ”

Merlin smiled:

"This kind of thing is just fate, my martial soul is too special, if you encounter a hundred-year-old soul beast, just pay attention to it."

Within an hour after that, Merlin encountered all kinds of soul beasts, what a hundred-year-old Wang Ba, two-hundred-year-old green snake or something, these years of soul beasts are already excellent for ordinary soul masters, but Feng Li and Merlin are not satisfied, they all agree that there is no soul beast of about four hundred years is not worth hunting at all, and it is not worthy of identity.

Merlin watched a Chinese boy more than 100 years old swing over the tree and shook his head:

"Uncle Feng, let's go a little deeper, the year of the soul beasts here is a little too low."

Feng Li touched his chin:

"Now it seems that this is the only way, these soul beasts on the edge of the Star Dou Great Forest are indeed too young, and it is indeed very difficult to meet soul beasts that are only more than three hundred years old here, but the deeper you go, the more aggressive soul beasts there are, if they engage in a sneak attack, I can't completely guarantee your safety."

"There's no problem, it's just a hunt for the first soul ring, and it won't go deep into the Tai, not to mention, if I die in the Star Dou Great Forest so easily, I can only say that my life should be like this." Merlin's tone was very indifferent, as a person who had died once, he had no fear of death for a long time,

What's more, he is not a sudden death, a person who dies of illness, death is a long process for him, if the next death is a momentary thing, maybe he will feel lucky.

Feng Li looked at Mo Lin's young age, but said the words about death so indifferently, he couldn't help but feel sympathy in his heart, and decided that with such a heart, his future achievements could not be low, and he must keep Mo Lin:

"In that case, I'll do my best to keep you safe, let's go!"

The Star Dou Great Forest was indeed a dangerous place, and after only exploring inward for five minutes, he encountered three soul beasts that were about three hundred years old, but it was still far from Merlin's request, so Feng Li drove them away.

Mo Lin currently does not have a double martial soul, and he doesn't know what kind of soul skills he can obtain, if he wants to completely ensure that he can completely defeat Tang San, there is only one way, that is, the quality of the soul ring, he hopes that his first soul ring will be more than five hundred years,

With the two internal skills of majoring in the Golden Light Mantra and the Reverse Life Triple in the past six years, he thought that he could fully withstand the soul ring for more than five hundred years, which is why Merlin had to ask Feng Liqing before if he was not clear about the limit year of the first soul ring, since Feng Li was not clear, Merlin could have less resistance when choosing a soul beast.

Walking and walking, a small river appeared in front of the two, the depth was only more than one meter, under normal circumstances, it was impossible for a river of this depth to appear a high-year aquatic soul beast, and they were ready to leave immediately,

But suddenly, Feng Li grabbed Merlin, pressed him to the ground, signaled not to make a sound, and then looked ahead.

Merlin followed Feng Li's line of sight and looked forward at a brown chocobo turtle about two meters tall and two .5 meters wide drinking water by the river, at first glance it looked similar to the lucrative tortoise that Merlin saw in the zoo in his previous life, but it was a little big, so he asked softly:

"Uncle Feng, is that turtle special?"

Feng Li also lowered his voice:

"The name of that kind of turtle is called the Immortal Turtle, which is an extremely rare turtle soul beast, and because its appearance is very ordinary, the only feature is that its limbs have spiral black patterns, which are very easy to ignore, and some soul masters can't recognize it even if they see it, according to records, even if they don't eat or drink for thousands of years, this kind of soul beast will not die, but will continue to increase its soul power, so it is called the Immortal Turtle."

"So, I was afraid of being attacked, so I was asked to lie down quickly?" Merlin asked.

Feng Li shook his head:

"No, this kind of soul beast also has a characteristic, that is, it was extremely timid a thousand years ago, whenever another soul beast or human approached it, it would immediately shrink into the turtle shell, so in order to protect itself, the hardness of their turtle shell increased very scarily a thousand years ago, and this one in front of me looks like it is about six hundred years, and it is said that it will take the full force of the top soul king to break it, and now although I have level fifty-six, I don't dare to pack a ticket When it is retracted, I can also hit it hard and give you a chance to kill."

Merlin stared at the turtle in front of him and thought for a moment:

"Uncle Feng, is its body still hard inside the turtle shell?"

Feng Li thought for a while:

"Probably not, since the outer carapace is so hard, it is naturally to protect the defenseless body."

Merlin smiled, and the three words "Plan Tong" seemed to be written on his face:

"Then it's no problem, Uncle Feng, you're ready to protect my Dharma!"