In the Soul Hunting Forest, a thin figure is busy.

Tang San was busy cooking broth while running Xuantian Gong, listening carefully to the wind and grass around him, wiping the sweat on his head, and muttering on his mouth.

"Whew...... I don't know when the teacher will wake up, and what happened to the senior brother...... Tang San was a little worried, looking at the master lying on his back, he was inevitably a little uneasy in his heart.

"Da... Da... Da ......"

The sound of footsteps came, Tang San quickly got up, his left hand trembled slightly, the sleeve arrow safety opened, and he raised it slightly to aim at the voice, ready to go, but after seeing the owner of the voice clearly, he let out a sigh of relief and withdrew his left hand.

Mihawk swept over the pale, bloodless master lying on the ground, and said in a deep voice to Tang San, "Little San, what's the matter with the teacher?"

"Senior brother blames Xiao San for being useless and not protecting the teacher...... Tang San told Mihawk the ins and outs with some self-reproach.

After hearing this, Mihawk approached and patted Tang San on the shoulder. "You've done a great job, don't blame yourself." Then he walked towards the master, carefully helped the master to lie down, took out the gourd on his waist, and poured a mouthful of immortal brew into it.

At this time, although the alien fruit in the soul refining gourd has not yet been refined, this violent energy is not something that the master's body can bear, and he does not dare to let the master drink more.

After drinking the immortal brew, the master's pale face flushed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his eyelids trembled slightly.

"Ahem...... Ahem...... what's wrong with me? ”

"Teacher, you're awake." Tang San hurriedly came up and said.

"I ...... Am I not poisoned? Little San, could it be that I'm already dead? ”

"Teacher, how are you doing well, how are you feeling now?"

The master stood up under Tang San's support, and walked two steps and said: "It's strange, the poison of the mandala snake is highly poisonous, even if you deal with it in time, I should lose my strength all over my body at this moment, how can I feel that this soul master is so comfortable."

Mihawk and Tang San looked at each other and smiled, and then Mihawk took out the wine gourd and explained its effect to the master in detail.

"This ...... It simply turned my theoretical knowledge on its head. The master's face was full of shock, and then his face changed and he said seriously: "Hawke can have such a divine object, it is also the favor of the heavens, you must use it carefully, before you have achieved the title Douluo, don't expose its effect, junior, don't tell others about this matter, otherwise it will bring disaster to your senior brother and even endanger his life."

"Yes, teacher, the junior will never tell anyone!" Tang San said with a serious face.

"Okay, let me Kangkang, your harvest this time, you come first, junior." The master was pleased.

"Yes, Teacher." Tang San raised his right hand, a faint blue light emerged, and a yellow soul ring rose from under his feet, circling up and down around his body.

"Teacher, my martial spirit...... Let's go...... Let's ......."

The master slapped his big hand excitedly, wonderful, a small step taken by Tang San was a big step for him to succeed in theory and practice!

"Hmm...... Yes, I didn't disappoint the teacher. ”

"Hawke, unleash your martial spirit. Although you don't have a powerful assistant as the third cannon of the division, I believe that with your strength, it is at least a hundred-year soul ring. ”

The corners of Mihawk's mouth twitched, Luo Sanpao was indeed powerful, and he could still smell a faint strange smell from the master and Xiao San.

Mihawk raised his right hand, black soul power surged, light flickered in his right hand, and a dark purple soul ring rose, hovering around Mihawk's waist, moving up and down.

"Hiss~"

"Hiss~"

The master and Tang San sucked in the cold air, and the Douluo Continent warmed up a lot.

Ahem, let's get down to business......

"It's ...... Looking at this color soul ring, I'm afraid it must be between eight thousand and nine thousand years ......," the master couldn't close his jaw in shock.

"Yes, teacher, I hunted a Qinglan wolf with eight or nine centimeters of vertical lines on its forehead."

"Yes, that's right, Qinglan wolf, every thousand years of cultivation, the vertical lines on the forehead will increase by one centimeter."

The master was dumbfounded, Qinglan Wolf can be a soul beast at the overlord level in this Soul Hunting Forest, and he can easily torture and kill other soul beasts, and he doesn't know how Mihawk did it, and how can this age appear in the Soul Hunting Forest? But then calm returned, as long as the person is okay, and the rest will be talked about later.

"What soul skills have you gained?" The master asked.

"The soul skill I obtained doesn't have a name, but when I activate the soul ring, it can increase my strength by one hundred percent, eighteen percent of all attributes, and it has a sharp attribute, making my black knife even sharper."

The master lowered his head and pondered for a moment, he couldn't figure out why Mihawk didn't produce soul skills after absorbing the soul ring, it only brought a huge increase, it seems that Mihawk's martial soul is not an ordinary martial soul, it is very likely to produce some special changes, but thinking of the swordsmanship that Mihawk usually cultivates, a strong increase is also a good ability.

After thinking about it, the master said: "This increase is very powerful, and the eighteenth percent increase in all attributes should be related to your martial soul and soul power level, and this will be known after you test the soul power level." Then the master pointed to a boulder next to him and said, "Hawke, urge your soul ring and let me see the increase brought by the sharp attribute."

Mihawk nodded, waving his right hand casually.

Swish!

The blue light flashed, and a strip crossed from the left to the bottom, and the boulder was divided into two, and the incision was as smooth as a mirror.

Tang San was terrified beside him, if this sword was split on his body, he really didn't know how to resist it, even if the hole cards were exhausted, he would be cut in two by his senior brother......

The master nodded secretly, Hawke's knife obviously didn't use too much power, but the full force of the Soul Venerable's blow was nothing more than that, he showed a satisfied look at Mihawk, and said: "Very good, the increase brought by this attribute is very terrifying, but there is no soul skill...... Hey, Hawke, you must stick to your sword path, because I'm not sure if you will gain soul skills by absorbing soul rings in the future. ”

Mihawk nodded, he didn't care much about the soul skills that the teacher said, when that kind ......of thing was cast, he even had to call out his name, which made the already arrogant Hawkeye feel a little ashamed, although the way of the sword was inseparable from the qi at first, but, the realm of Hawkeye was no longer needed, only when using the powerful swordsmanship, he would shout the name of the move, which was also a sign of respect for the other party.

"Alright, it's getting late, we should go back." The master waved his hand, held his head high, and strode towards the entrance of the Soul Hunting Forest, with Mihawk and Tang San also following.

The Soul Hunting Forest returned to its former calm, and under the sunset, the figures of the three masters and apprentices were stretched very long, leaving only footprints on the ground, telling the story of the past......