"Brother, did you succeed?" asked the knife with concern.

"I don't know either!" Xiao Lang reluctantly raised his head and smiled bitterly, looking at Xiaodao, but found that there was loneliness in his eyes, his body was shocked, and he asked in a lost voice: "Xiaodao, you didn't awaken successfully?"

Xiaodao lowered his head with a face full of shame, shook his head bitterly and said, "Brother, I... There is no awakening success!"

Hearing the words of the knife, Xiao Lang was like a thunderbolt from the sky, his body staggered a few steps, and he almost fell to the ground, his eyes widened in confusion, and he shook his head in disbelief and muttered: "This doesn't make sense, this is not scientific..."

"You don't know, I'll teach you the secret of summoning divine souls, you can see if you can summon them!"

Holding on to his only hope, the old priest began to teach everyone the secret of summoning divine souls. Xiao Lang and Xiaodao's eyes lit up, as if a drowning person saw the only life-saving straw, and immediately stared at the divine master to learn the secret of summoning.

"Haha, it's really a heaven-level divine soul, come out of Heijiao!"

Xiao Qinglong's fifth son, Xiao Yu, immediately summoned, and a black dragon phantom suddenly appeared behind his body, majestic and powerful, definitely a heaven-level divine soul.

The rest of the disciples and five people summoned divine souls, all of them were ground ranks. The knife beckoned, but he shook his head bitterly, extremely ashamed, like a child who had done something wrong.

Summoning a divine soul is very simple, the mind locks the mind, looks for the divine soul, and then calls it, and it can be released.

"Damn!"

Xiao Lang used the method of a divine master, his consciousness sank in his mind, but he found that there was a faint purple grass vine phantom inside, and he opened his eyes and screamed as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime.

The old priest and the young priest glanced at each other, their eyes lit up at the same time, and the young priest immediately asked, "What's the matter? You have a divine soul in your mind?" ”

Xiaodao's eyes also lit up, and Xiao Yu and the others immediately withdrew their souls and locked on Xiao Lang.

Xiao Lang was confused, how did this weird grass vine become his own soul?

He called out to the grass vine according to the method taught by the old god master, and sure enough, a grass vine phantom suddenly appeared behind his body, surrounding his body, emitting a faint purple light.

"This..."

The young priest's brows furrowed, and he looked at the old priest in surprise. The old priest frowned, circled around Xiao Lang a few times, and carefully observed it a few times, and then said in great surprise: "How is it possible... Summoning a Waste Spirit?

"Waste... Spirits?"

Xiao Lang's pupils dilated, and he said with horror in his eyes: "Divine Master, this is... Waste Spirits?"

Waste God Soul is not common, but there are a lot of it, and today there is an awakening that the Waste God Soul is a rabbit, and there are no bonuses such as attack defense at all, and there is no benefit to the strength of the martial artist, nor does it have any magical powers.

"Grass, vines, flowers and trees are all waste gods, although your grass vine is purple, but it is obviously also a waste god soul. Because... He didn't have the attributes of a human-level, earth-level, heaven-level, or divine soul, and it was impossible for him to be a saint-level. I've been in the Soul Pavilion for more than thirty years, and I can't be mistaken, I don't believe it... You can lock your mind to the Divine Soul, feel it, and see if there is any Divine Soul Combat Skill?"

The old god master's face was full of pity and regret, originally he still felt that there was a saint-level divine soul coming, but he didn't expect this young man to awaken to be a waste divine soul, which made him happy. He sighed, laughed self-deprecatingly and muttered: "Hehe, it's because I'm thinking too much, how can there be a Holy Order Divine Soul coming down in the small Eastern Regions?"

Xiao Lang immediately locked his mind on his divine sense, and his face turned pale, because he didn't feel anything about divine soul combat skills. Instead, Xiao Yu shouted with excitement on his face: "Wow, my Divine Soul comes with a Heaven Rank Divine Soul Combat Skill!"

The rest of the teenagers who awakened the Divine Soul checked it one after another, and they all found that they had Divine Soul combat skills, but they were all ground-level.

Xiao Lang and Xiaodao glanced at each other, completely desperate.

"Let's all get out!"

The old priest sighed, his tone became extremely indifferent and unemotional, and he waved his hand to let the young priest lead everyone out.

Xiao Lang walked out with everyone in despair, the knife was also full of bitterness, and the two of them were full of confidence before awakening their souls, and they felt that the heaven-level gods and souls were stable. But I didn't expect that one of the two awakened the waste god soul, and the other didn't awaken anything...

Walking out of the Divine Soul Pavilion, a gaze suddenly swept over, the young divine master announced the results, and the news spread as soon as it spread, and the audience was in an uproar!

Xiao Qinglong and all the family elders frowned, and the eyes of the tea wood cloud purple shirt and the eastern red bean were full of disbelief. Xiao Mad Xiao Jin Zuo Ming Dongfang Ran and the others were stunned for a moment, then they went crazy and suddenly laughed, and then found that it was wrong to laugh like this, and immediately pretended to cough and lowered their heads, but the corners of their mouths were full of mockery...

The young marquis of the imperial capital, the first son of this generation in the imperial capital, the quasi-young patriarch of the Xiao family!

Jokes, jokes!

Awaken the Soul of the Wasted God?

Hahahaha...

Xiao Mad, Xiao Jin, Xiao Ye, Zuo Ming, Dongfang Indifference and others desperately held their stomachs to keep themselves from laughing. In the past few months, I have been overwhelmed by Xiao Lang, and I have lost my face several times, but today all the suffocating fire in the hearts of several people has been vented, and I feel like I have been empowered, and I am happy from head to toe!

"How is it possible? How is it possible?"

Dongfang Hongdou looked at Xiao Lang who was full of loneliness, his eyes were distracted and kept murmuring, even if he didn't awaken the heavenly level, awaken a ground level, with Xiao Lang's terrifying battle consciousness and hard cultivation, it was very likely that he would become a strong man who was proud of one side.

But it's a waste of the soul, a waste of the soul...

"Impossible, that doesn't make sense?"

Cha Mu blinked, he couldn't figure it out at all, Xiao Dao couldn't awaken his soul, maybe it was because of his parents, or maybe his race couldn't awaken at all, but Xiao Lang didn't make sense at all.

"Ugh..."

Yun Zishan sighed heavily, a trace of gloom flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he turned his head over, as if he couldn't bear to see Xiao Lang so lonely.

"Haha, that's right, Xiao Yu! I actually awakened the Heavenly Rank Divine Soul, and after I went back, I was greatly rewarded, didn't you always want an independent courtyard? After I went back, the Hidden Dragon Pavilion will reward you!"

In the distance, the eyes of Xiao Qinglong and Xiao Family Elders had already been retracted from Xiao Lang's side, and they all locked on Xiao Yu. Xiao Qinglong's face was full of joy that could not be hidden, he had nine sons, and five of them had been awakened, this was the second to awaken the Heavenly Rank Divine Soul, and the other three were all Earth Rank, Xiao Yu's successful awakening made him very happy, extremely happy.

Emperor Xiao Qing pressed him for decades, but he gave birth to a waste. He gave birth to nine sons, all of whom were better than his sons! Emperor Xiao Qing died, and he became the head of the Xiao family, and he may be the next head of the Xiao family.

It turns out that he won, he is stronger than Emperor Xiao Qing!

Thinking of this, Xiao Qinglong was even more excited, even more excited than Xiao Crazy Zuo Ming and the others. However, as the head of the Xiao family and the general of the dynasty, of course, his city and bearing could not be too obvious, so he lightly praised Xiao Yu a few words, and continued to chat with the head of the Dongfang family. His expression was light and light, and he didn't look at Xiao Lang again.

The suppressed laughter of Xiao Mad and the others, Xiao Qinglong's faint words, and a pair of mocking eyes, were like slaps coming towards Xiao Lang one by one, hitting him with a hot pain on his face.

His eyes swept towards the crowd in a trance, but he saw mockery, consternation, sighs, and sympathy. The only difference is the look of relief in Chamu's eyes, and the distress in Dongfang Hongdou's eyes. Yun Zishan lowered his head to him with a side face, his eyelashes trembled, I don't know if he didn't dare to look at him, or didn't want to look at him...

The next group of awakened disciples had already entered, and the door of the Divine Soul Pavilion was tightly closed, leaving only Xiao Lang and Xiaodao standing there stupidly.

No one came to comfort or ask for half a sentence, and the two of them seemed to be abandoned by the world at this moment...

The cold wind blew Xiao Lang's clothes, ruffled his hair, and blinded him.

He suddenly felt that this year's Divine Soul Festival seemed to be particularly cold, cold to the bottom of his heart.