Ask for collections, ask for recommendation tickets. I relented when I wrote it. However, children's growth always needs setbacks, and failure is a successful mother. \\(^o^)/~

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Crying is indeed the best way to vent your emotions, and when Tang Wulin's tears wet the placket of Na'er's shoulders, the crying gradually stopped.

"Na'er, am I being cowardly?" Tang Wulin raised his head, wiped the tears from his eyes, and asked Na'er.

Na'er shook her head vigorously.

Tang Wulin looked at the soul in his hand, and the small grass snake was crawling carefree in the soul spirit ball.

"Na'er, you go out first. I'm going to merge my soul. Tang Wulin said with some bitterness.

Na'er hesitated, "But, isn't this bad?"

Tang Wulin smiled bitterly: "It's not easy for Dad and Mom to feed us, I can't add any more burden to them, Dad just said that he would help me raise money to buy souls again, but our family doesn't have much money in the first place, so we can't let Dad and Mom increase the burden for me." It's not very good, but it's still a soul, and at least it can get me promoted to a soul master. I fused it, and my dad didn't have to worry about me. ”

Na'er looked at him blankly, "Brother......"

Tang Wulin smiled, "I'm fine." It's a dream, maybe a blacksmith is the most suitable profession for me. ”

Tang Wulin's smile at this moment was deeply imprinted in her heart, it was a free, helpless, relieved, optimistic but deeply sad smile.

Seeing Na'er walk out of the room, Tang Wulin bit his lip and looked at the little grass snake again, and for a while, his heart was full of mixed feelings.

He knew that if he fused this soul, he was afraid that he would lose his dream of a powerful soul master for the rest of his life, but what could he do if he didn't fuse it?

Reaching into the soul orb, he gently touched the little soul, the soul itself was not an entity, especially this low-level soul.

The fingers easily passed through the body of the little grass snake, it seemed to feel something, and rolled up, although it was only an illusory form, but it was wrapped around Tang Wulin's fingers, and even affectionately spit out a forked little tongue, as if it was going to lick him.

Sending his hand to himself, Tang Wulin could clearly see the small brown eyes of the grass snake soul, its eyes were cloudy, a little confused, and it seemed to have some fear.

It is also alive, and if you don't choose to merge with it, after twenty-four hours, it will dissipate forever.

The waste martial soul and the defective soul seem to be quite compatible, Tang Wulin smiled self-deprecatingly, flipped his palm, and the soft soul power in his body ran under the mobilization of his mind, and the blue silver grass that flashed with a faint blue halo slowly drilled out of his palm.

Out of instinct, the little grass snake immediately felt the presence of the blue silver grass, and climbed along Tang Wulin's fingers, and soon climbed between those tiny blue silver grasses.

The originally soft light on the blue silver grass instantly became stronger, turning into blue rays of light stalking upwards, and the little grass snake also emitted a faint earthy yellow halo that reflected with it.

This is Tang Wulin's first time fusing souls, but in class, Lin Ximeng has already told them about the precautions when fusing souls, as well as the feeling after fusion.

A faint thought came into Tang Wulin's mind, it was a feeling of kindness and fear, but full of dependence.

Tang Wulin opened his heart and accepted it. Suddenly, the blue silver grass in his palm began to change rapidly, and the soul power in his body also surged.

Close your eyes and silently enter a meditative state. Convergence has officially begun.

The little grass snake writhed slightly in his palm, and no other emotions came out of it other than the initial momentary thoughts. This is the lowest level of soul performance, the more powerful the soul is, the higher the intelligence, and the more purple or above the soul, even have the ability to communicate with the host. Legendary higher-level spirits may even directly help the host in battle.

But for the current Tang Wulin, those are just legends.

The earthy yellow color on the little grass snake gradually took on a touch of blue, and the blue silver grass that began to grow rapidly also changed.

The fragile blades of grass curl inward and gradually turn to the thickness of fingers, like vines, and if you look closely, you can see that there are traces of fine scales on the leaves. The blue silver grass itself is dull and dull, just like the grass snake. Although it has become thicker, it still looks so fragile.

The body of the grass snake has grown slightly, rising to about eight centimeters, and the scales on its body have become more blue, and the fusion is very smooth.

The spiritual power of the grass snake is too weak, it is impossible to resist at all, although the blue silver grass is only a waste martial soul, but Tang Wulin is already an intermediate spirit Yuan realm's spiritual power completely dominates in the fusion.

The blue silver grass began to grow continuously, turning into vines and coiling around his body.

Tang Wulin's own soul power fluctuations also began to become violent, and the bottleneck he had just reached quietly opened a crack, and his soul power rushed out, breaking through the barrier while the martial soul evolved.

Tang Wulin only felt that his whole body was light, and the ball of soul power condensed in the dantian instantly turned into countless silk threads that drilled into every corner of his body, and every cell in his body was awakened in an instant, full of vitality. The feeling of lightness and comfort finally relieved the depression in his chest a lot.

At this moment, Tang Wulin suddenly felt a slight heat in his tail vertebrae, and then, a burning sensation instantly spread from the tail vertebra to the entire spine, and then spread to the whole body. The aura on his body also changed slightly.

The Blue Silver Grass and the little grass snake that had already evolved were both stiff, as if they were frozen there.

The pale golden grid-like lines appeared again, rapidly extending downward from Tang Wulin's forehead, and inside his clothes, a thin gold thread quickly climbed up from the tail vertebra to the top of the cervical vertebrae, converging with the golden mesh extending downward on his head.

The golden color that appeared this time was obviously a little clearer than the last time, and the golden grid not only spread on Tang Wulin's body, but also spread to the blue silver grass that had just evolved in his hand and the little grass snake.

The originally dull blue silver grass began to appear thin golden threads at the roots, and then spread all the way to the tip, and under the influence of this golden vein, it actually began to undergo a second change.

The thin vine-like blades of grass, which were originally dull, became tough as if they had been injected into the bones, and the dullness of the surface of the blades gradually became shiny, and the faint blue halo and golden fine lines echoed each other, making it look particularly eye-catching.