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In the Martial Spirit Palace, Zeng Yi looked around curiously, like a curious baby. In the hall on this floor, in addition to Zeng Yi, there are also some richly dressed people who keep walking by.

How do I register as a soul master? Find someone to ask!

Thinking about it, Zeng Yi looked at the figure in the hall and saw that there was a person walking in his direction, Zeng Yi walked forward quickly and asked him.

"This friend, how do I register as a soul master?"

The person Zeng Yi asked was a middle-aged man, dressed very luxuriously, his hair was combed and shiny, there were two angry mustaches on his lips, and four sword-shaped badges on his chest, showing his strong strength, a soul master at the level of soul honor.

Suddenly stopped by Zeng Yi and asked, this soul venerable frowned a little unpleasantly, glanced at the young man in front of him, and saw that he was dressed in sackcloth and looked poor, with strong disdain in his eyes.

How could the Martial Spirit Hall let such a subordinate in, it was so casual.

"Go find the reception." This Soul Venerable said lightly, with a sense of arrogance in his tone, as if it was your great honor to talk to you.

After speaking, he snorted coldly and left directly, leaving Zeng Yi standing alone in place.

This...... What's going on? Isn't that what it is?

Zeng Yi was a little puzzled, what kind of mentality does this person have? Is it the aristocracy that looks down on people?

"What an uneducated lowly person, who are you friends with?"

The words of the Soul Venerable were not loud, but they were not small, and Zeng Yike could hear them clearly.

TM's! What's the bullish thing about your little soul venerable? If you dare to talk to Lao Tzu like this outside, see Lao Tzu cut off your angry beard with a sword.

Zeng Yi was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, and he almost wanted to draw his sword and ask him who was the lowly person on his neck, but thinking that this was the Martial Spirit Palace, he endured it.

Bad luck, huh!

He snorted coldly in his heart and looked for a reception desk in this hall.

"Hey! Look, there's a handsome guy! ”

"Where, where?"

"Look, it's the man with long hair and a long sword around his waist."

"Wow~, indeed, so handsome! Long sword green shirt, indifferent temperament, is my favorite type! ”

"Get out! As long as you are handsome, you can be the type you like! ”

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Although Zeng Yi was still about ten meters away from the two young ladies, he still heard them muttering to himself.

Alas, what a sin it is to be handsome!

Zeng Yi thought narcissistically in his heart, seeing them standing in front of the stage, dressed the same, they should be the receptionists of this Wuhun Palace!

"Hello! Is there anything you can help with? ”

Seeing Zeng Yi walking to the front of the stage, the two immediately got serious, smiled professionally at Zeng Yi, and asked respectfully.

"Well, I'm here to conduct a soul master appraisal." Zeng Yi propped his elbows on the stage and asked the two female receptionists with a smile.

"Meow~"

Xiao Ju also got out of the collar of Zeng Yi's clothes, jumped onto the table, and looked around curiously with cat's eyes.

It's so cute!

The two girls were instantly adored by this fluffy cute thing, and they were amazed in their hearts.

"Xiaoju, don't run around." Zeng Yi said to Xiao Ju, grabbed it and put it on his shoulder, and then said to the two embarrassedly: "I'm sorry! This is my pet, is there a problem with me bringing it in? ”

"As long as you don't mess around here, there's no problem." The receptionist lady smiled at Zeng Yi and said.

"Yo! Isn't it Xiaomei and Xiaolan? Hahaha, I didn't expect you two little girls to be on duty today. ”

Zeng Yi just wanted to speak, a loud laugh came, Zeng Yi followed the sound and looked at it, only to see an old man wearing a special robe made by the Martial Spirit Palace, laughing and walking this way.

"Elder Osho! How did you get here for a few days? When the two female receptionists saw the elder of the Martial Spirit Palace, their faces were delighted, and they hurriedly bent down to salute him, and said respectfully.

"Hehehe, how many times have you said it, you don't have to be like this when you see me, the old man doesn't like this." Elder Osho said with a smile.

"We respect you."

"Hello Elder Osho!"

Seeing the old man walking to his side, Zeng Yi also greeted him, he was a person who respected the old and loved the young.

"Hmm."

Elder Osho nodded with a smile and looked at the young man in front of him.

"Is there anything wrong with the lad?" Osho asked Zeng Yi very kindly and kindly, which made Zeng Yi feel a little good for him.

"Then I came to the soul master for identification, and I heard that I can get money every month." Zeng Yi said very straightforwardly.

And Zeng Yi's words made Osho and the two receptionists stunned. Although everyone knows that the soul master appraisal is still here to get money, but you say it so bluntly, right?

"Hahahahaha, you young man, you are so temperamental, I like it. Hahaha. ”

After a moment of silence, Osho burst out laughing, expressing his admiration for the boy.

But after laughing for a while, he stopped, looked at Zeng Yi, and asked, "Young man, have you become a soul master?" ”

He felt the aura on Zeng Yi's body, but he felt that his soul power was very weak, as if he hadn't broken through the tenth level yet. Could it be that this person's soul power is very strong and he has covered up his soul power?

If this was the case, he couldn't help but look up at Zeng Yi.

"That's right! Why else am I here? Zeng Yi said as a matter of course.

"Hahaha, good! It just so happens that the old man has nothing to do, so he will help you with the soul master identification. Elder Osho laughed loudly and stroked his beard and said to Zeng Yi.

"This handsome guy, Elder Osho is the Six-Ring Soul Emperor! Thank you, Elder Osho. The receptionist Xiaomei, after listening to what Osho said, hurriedly said to Zeng Yi, with a proud tone, as if the Soul Emperor was her.

"Uh...... Thank you, Elder Osho. ”

Zeng Yi was shocked, he didn't expect that the person in front of him turned out to be a six-ring soul emperor, seeing that he was not wearing that badge of strength on his chest, it seemed that he was a very low-key person!

"Hehe, come with me!" Elder Osho spoke, walking in one direction, and Zeng Yi followed.

Zeng Yi followed this Elder Osho into a room.

The room is large, more than 200 square meters, and the roof has a huge floor-to-ceiling window that is enough to illuminate the room. The surrounding walls were inlaid with six black stones the size of a fist, and Zeng Yi remembered that when his martial soul awakened, the soul master of the Martial Spirit Hall used this kind of stone to awaken himself.

On the ground, the token-shaped symbol depicting the overall situation seems to be the sign hanging at the gate of this Martial Spirit Palace.

"Young man, you can go to the center of that formation and release your martial spirit." Osho said to Zeng Yi.

"Oh!"

Zeng Yi walked to the middle of the formation diagram in this room and stood up as he requested.

After more than ten seconds......

"I said young man, you released your martial spirit!" Osho said helplessly, what is the matter with you standing alone stupidly?

"It's released! I've always carried my martial soul with me! Zeng Yi said, and then patted the sword on his waist.

"Uh...... This is your martial spirit? Osho walked over by chance, and looked at a long sword and a long knife on Zeng Yi's waist.

"Is it a weapon martial soul, a twin martial soul? Knives and swords? Osho asked, a little shocked and confused.

"No, my martial soul is this."

Zeng Yi picked up the long knife and said to Osho.

Osho took a closer look at this knife, the appearance was very exquisite, even if it was not unsheathed, he could feel the edge in it, it was a very powerful weapon martial spirit.

"Yes, your martial soul is very good, it is a powerful weapon martial soul, what is your name?" Osho stared at the knife, nodded, and asked Zeng Yi.

"Arashikiri!"

Zeng Yi's martial soul was originally called Langdao, but the name was not very good, so Zeng Yi changed its name, which was the name of a piece of equipment in the game, Lan Che, which was very good. Moreover, the martial soul is Zeng Yi's, and he can't speak, he wants to call himself what the martial soul is, it is what it is, isn't this the truth?

Besides, how handsome the name Lanche is! Thinking about it, the martial soul is also very satisfied with the name drop!

"Arashiki?"

Osho nodded, and continued: "Take you and release your soul power, let me see your soul ring." ”

"Oh!"

Zeng Yi responded, his mind moved, and his soul power exploded from his own center, and the powerful light blue soul power filled the entire room, oppressing the surroundings, and the three-ring soul ring rose from the soles of Zeng Yi's feet, and the surrounding body was rhythmic.

The sudden release of soul power, the powerful soul power made Osho startled, and the three soul rings made Osho stunned, he thought that Zeng Yi was just a one-ring soul master, but he didn't expect it to be the soul venerable of the three rings. And when he saw the color of the soul ring, he felt that his three views were gone.

Looking at Zeng Yi in the middle of the station, Osho's throat couldn't help but slide, and his eyes were glazed.

This...... What a monster this is!

Looking at the three soul rings shining around Zeng Yi, one yellow and two purple, Osho was shocked.

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