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Looking at this blue and purple turtle, Wang Feng felt joy in his heart, and there was also a throbbing, and at the same time, he also had a more or less self-deprecation, this was his soul beast, a turtle.

Soul beasts are the source of strength for the followers of the Witch Soul Sect, and they are also partners in life and death, and they are the foundation of all the Soul Sect's mental methods.

Wang Feng used the method of internal vision to observe the little turtle floating in the consciousness space, and the little turtle actually looked at Wang Feng's angle to observe it strangely, obviously it could feel that Wang Feng was observing it.

Looking carefully, Wang Feng suddenly exclaimed, he actually found that this little turtle had four eyes, yellow, blue, blue, and gray, and one was so long in the place where it should have only three eyes.

But soon, Wang Feng also came back to his senses, he searched the entire consciousness space and did not find the droplet-shaped necromantic bead, if Wang Feng's perception was not wrong, the breath exuded by these four eyes was earth, wind, water, and necromancy, apparently the soul beast absorbed the original droplet-shaped undead bead somehow when it was conceived, and also generated another eye, making the original three-eyed eye turtle become a four-eyed turtle.

The reason why soul beasts are called soul beasts is because they have not been erased from their original spirituality, they should actually belong to living creatures in essence, but they have lost their bodies or previous memories.

The little turtle in the consciousness space only looked at Wang Feng for a while, and then ignored Wang Feng anymore, and actually swam in Wang Feng's consciousness space.

It should indeed be called swimming, because this little turtle began to move in the blue-purple mist that was filling up again as if it was swimming in water, and it seemed that it was still hunting those condensed soul powers, and Wang Feng could clearly see that the little turtle was sucking these soul powers into its abdomen as if it were sucking water.

I have seen it for a long time, I have seen it for a long time, this is the only feeling that Wang Feng has now.

I don't know how long it has been, and the little turtle seems to be tirelessly looking around in the consciousness space to absorb the condensed soul power.

Walking out of the cultivation room, facing the sunshine outside, Wang Feng took a long breath in a swelling mood, the soul seed was finally conceived, and the big burden that had been pressed on his heart for several years could finally be put down, and at the same time, it was equivalent to the release of the chain that bound him, and he could practice combat skills.

Just when Wang Feng was in a comfortable mood and looked at the flowers and plants in the courtyard with great excitement, Fair rushed in from outside the courtyard gate quickly.

As soon as Fell rushed in, he complained loudly: "Young city lord, you have finally come out, and the lady is dying." ”

Wang Feng was stunned for a moment and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Fell seemed to be stunned when he heard this, and after a while, he said, "Young City Lord, don't you know that you have been cultivating without eating or drinking for a full month this time?" ”

Wang Feng was stunned, but he was not surprised by this number, a cultivation last month is not very strange for people in this world, it is just a little abnormal for Wang Feng to cultivate for nearly a month at his age, after all, it is said that the energy in Wang Feng's body is not enough to support him for a month without eating or drinking.

At this time, Fell on the side suddenly exclaimed, and then asked, "Young City Lord, you seem to have become a little different from before your cultivation. ”

After a pause, Fell continued in Wang Feng's self-scrutiny: "It seems to be taller and thinner." ”

If you don't eat or drink for a month, even a dragon has to lose a few pounds, but Wang Feng has indeed grown a lot taller, because he found that his trouser legs have been shortened by a few centimeters, so that the entire ankle is almost exposed.

He looked at his sleeves again, and sure enough, they were much shorter, if he hadn't just fallen into the praise of beautiful mountains and rivers, he would have noticed such a change.

A noble teacher is actually equivalent to a henchman in a confidant, and to Fair, Wang Feng has no intention of hiding the fact that his soul seed has been successfully conceived from him.

"This may have something to do with me giving birth to a soul beast, I didn't expect that giving birth to a soul beast could make my body grow so fast'''''''"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Feng noticed that Fell was a little abnormal, not only did his two eyes seem to be about to fall out of their sockets, but his face was already so red that it seemed that his blood vessels were about to burst.

Wang Feng shook his hand in front of Fair's face with some worry, he was really worried about whether Fell's would have cardiovascular and cerebrovascular problems.

With the shaking of Wang Feng's hand, Fell finally came back to his senses and said, "Young City Lord, you just said that you gave birth to a soul beast?" ”

Fell had also been in the territory of the Witch Soul Cult for almost thirty years, and of course he knew what a soul beast was all about, and as far as he knew, the fastest age to give birth to a soul beast in the history of the Witch Soul Cult was thirteen years old.

Wang Feng nodded heavily.

Seeing Wang Feng confirm again, the expression on Fair's face couldn't help but change, there was surprise, joy, and at the same time, there was also worry, Mu Xiu would be destroyed by the forest wind, and the pigs killed in the pig farm were either the fattest or the thinnest.

After a long time, Fell said with a somewhat haggard expression: "Young City Lord, this is not a good thing for you, I will discuss this matter with Madame first." ”

Fair said that there was worry, but there was also a kind of respect, in this world, real geniuses are always worthy of respect, so Fair can't help but use honorific titles when he calls Wang Feng now.

Wang Feng smiled bitterly, it was too good Sometimes it was indeed a troublesome thing, and he could only nod now.

Not long after, Wang Feng, who was eating, heard a rush of footsteps, and as soon as he heard the sound, Wang Feng knew that his mother was coming.

Sure enough, soon, Wang Feng's mother, who looked panicked, rushed in, and as soon as she came in, she drove everyone around her out, and finally only she, Wang Feng and Fell were left in the whole room.

"Yester, did you really give birth to a soul beast?"

Wang Feng smiled bitterly and nodded, now he also regrets it a little, but the breeding of soul beasts is not transferred by manpower, just like the little turtle in Wang Feng's consciousness space will move around and devour soul power now, it is not controlled by him at all.

Wang Feng's mother didn't have any surprise on her face, but was so anxious that she walked back and forth with her head down in front of the big table where Wang Feng was sitting.

After a long time, Wang Feng's mother suddenly asked Fell, "Is there any way to hide it?" ”

Fair shook his head with a wry smile, "No, the force field generated by their Witch Soul Sect soul beasts is easy to perceive. ”

The force field generated by the soul beast is the layer of phantom shrouded in the human being, which is actually a condensation of energy, with a certain degree of attack and defense, the more powerful the soul beast, the more powerful the force field, and the legend that the top soul beast force field can reach the level of condensation into an entity.

Wang Feng didn't understand why the two were so worried, although he didn't want to appear too good, but this was more about keeping a low profile, but it didn't mean that he thought that being excellent was dangerous.

"Mother, isn't it a good thing that I have a soul beast?"

Wang Feng's mother smiled bitterly, and then said to Fel: "Senior, it's up to you to tell Yest about this, I think Yest should understand this." ”

Fell nodded after thinking about it, and said, "Young City Lord, do you know what kind of world our world is?" ”

Wang Feng wondered why Fair suddenly asked this question, and he could only shake his head.

Fell smiled bitterly and continued: "Do you know, my father used to be the cardinal archbishop of the Holy Sect of Light, and he told me that our world is just a slave star of another world, and everyone on this planet is just a group of slaves, including those who we know, those family masters, and door masters, and once we have a real genius or a real supreme master here, they will be captured by people from another world." ”