At this time, the master had relaxed, and his eyes were full of confidence, "One of the ten core competitiveness of the martial soul world that I have researched and proposed is the martial soul mimicry theory. The plant martial soul does not necessarily have to absorb the soul ring of the plant soul beast, and the beast martial soul may not be unable to absorb the plant soul ring. Under various preconditions, the two can absorb each other. As I told you before, one of the great strengths of Blue Silver Grass is its non-exclusivity. ”

"Because it is too weak, it will not reject any attributes attached to the soul ring, but will only be passively integrated. Therefore, it is not a problem to absorb the soul ring of this mandala snake. At the same time, remember what kind of soul ring we were looking for? ”

When it came to the ten core competitiveness of martial souls, a flash of pride flashed in the master's eyes, although he had the family's resources as an aid when he was researching, but when he was studying this, he poured his heart and soul into it.

Tang San's eyes lit up, "With the additional tenacity effect, it is best to be toxic." That's right, both of these characteristics are possessed by the mandala snake. ”

The master glanced at his disciple deeply and said, "Whether it is an ordinary soul master or those guys in the Martial Soul Palace, they all turn their noses up at my ten core competitiveness theories, and no one believes them. There was no soul master who was willing to absorb different types of soul rings to strengthen himself before, Xiao San, are you willing to try? ”

"Although I am absolutely sure in theory, no one has ever tried it. Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth, and the reason why the ten core competencies I put forward are only theories and not truths is because no one wants to practice them. ”

From the master's eyes, Tang San saw the fanaticism, because of the mutation of the martial soul, the master could not become a powerful soul master in his life, but he was still so persistent, and devoted his life's energy to the study of the martial soul.

For such a person, Tang San respected from the bottom of his heart, respected the master as a person, and respected his research results, "Teacher, let me be the person who helps you practice." I'm sure your research won't be wrong. ”

The body of the mandala snake has gradually become immobile, and the vital point of the head is pierced by a sharp blade, no matter how tenacious its vitality is, it will not escape the end of death.

The faint points of light began to condense above the body of the mandala snake, unlike the ten-year Nether Wolf Soul Ring that Tang San had seen before, the aura produced by the Mandala Snake was very clear, and the light was much brighter than the aura of the Nether Wolf. Even if you don't touch it, you can clearly feel the huge energy contained in it.

Listening to Tang San's words, the master's eyes were full of relief, "Little San, let's start." Tang San nodded, raised his right hand, forcibly endured the feeling of weakness of losing his strength, and slowly condensed his remaining soul power into his palm, accompanied by a light blue halo, blue silver grass grew out of his palm, exuding a faint breath of life and gently swaying with the fluctuation of soul power.

[Come on, my first soul ring, you will determine whether I can practice the Tang Sect peerless school, and also determine whether I can inherit the teacher's hope]

Pulled by that pale blue light, the Hundred Year Mandala Snake Soul Ring slowly flew in Tang San's direction.

The master's eyes stared at the floating soul ring, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Sit cross-legged and guard the martial soul." ”

Tang San sat down cross-legged on the spot as he said, focusing his attention on the martial soul in his right hand, at this time, as the Hundred Year Mandala Snake Soul Ring approached, he felt an unprecedentedly powerful pressure, and the bones of his whole body even made a slight sound under this pressure.

Soon, the aura came to the top of Tang San's head, and without giving him any chance to react, the aura suddenly shrank, turning into an incomparably condensed golden ring that was only the size of a bracelet and fell directly on the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit in the palm of his right hand.

Tang San only felt that his right hand was like invading magma, a scorching energy rushed in wildly, and a violent current of heat rushed in instantly, and in an instant, his body couldn't help but tremble violently.

"No matter how the power of the soul ring hits your body, remember to stay awake, only in this way can you make better use of the power of the soul ring in the future."

This was the last thing Tang San heard the master say, and in the next second, he closed his eyes, his consciousness was completely immersed in the hot ocean.

Xuantian Gong's internal force seemed to have been ignited by this sudden power, and the heat flow instantly spread throughout his body, and Tang San only felt as if he could breathe fire when he opened his mouth.

What a domineering force.

The power of the soul ring that rushed in instantly baptized Tang San's body, but what made Tang San a little strange was that such a hot energy did not destroy the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul.

Suddenly there was a light in his consciousness, and Tang San seemed to see that he was immersed in a sea of flames, and in the middle of this flame, a lonely blue silver grass swayed lightly with the flames, no matter how fierce the flames were, they couldn't destroy it.

Tang San was overjoyed in his heart, this was the inner vision realm in the internal force, but he didn't expect it to appear when he absorbed the first soul ring.

Under the roasting of the flame, the blue silver grass began to change. The originally slender blades of grass began to lengthen and widen, and the faint blue gradually became deeper, and the dark blue blades of grass spread out in the sea of flames, wandering smartly, like countless mandala snakes moving forward in the flames.

The pale blue blades of grass began to turn dark blue, and there were some black lines on them, exactly the same as those on the mandala snake before.

All the hot currents rushed out, and Tang San felt as if the fiery aura had melted his body.

And in the next moment, he seemed to hear a crisp crack, and then, the heat flow spread wildly and fused again. Merge into a milky white airstream. The original graceful stream instantly turned into a small river, flowing coolly, and where it passed, the fiery pain had disappeared, and only comfort remained.

It worked. Ecstasy came again, Tang San was very familiar with that broken feeling, it was clearly the feeling when the first bottleneck of Xuantian Gong was broken, the internal force and the power of the soul ring fused together, turning into a more powerful force, in a very short period of time, it quickly rotated around the meridians for several weeks, slowly flowing into his own dantian.

Just as Tang San had guessed, when he came to this world, his Xuantian Gong had invisibly formed a strange fit with the soul master's soul power. Each weight of Xuantian Gong corresponds to a title of soul master. With this first soul ring, he finally broke through the bottleneck of the first level of Xuantian Gong.

Of course, his current strength is by no means as simple as Xuantian Gong entering the second level, he also has the power of the martial soul that the Tang Sect does not have, as well as the skills brought by the first soul ring.

The refreshing feeling brought by absorbing the soul ring is indescribable, as if floating in the clouds, as if entering the peak of bliss. The 36,000 pores on his body were all open, greedily breathing in the wonderful air, and the qualitative change had caused Tang San's body to undergo strange changes.

Tang San tried his best to calm the excitement in his heart, Xuan Tiangong's breakthrough with the help of the soul ring told him the direction of future development, he knew that no matter what, his life in this world would probably never be separated from the martial soul again. Soul power is the internal force of Xuantian Gong, and internal force is also soul power. He is destined to embark on a path of soul master.

When Tang San slowly opened his eyes, the sky was already bright, and the vigorous vitality brought by the new day seemed to be calling his body.

Tang San looked down at himself, he found that his body seemed to have undergone some changes because of the soul ring, his originally thin figure seemed to have grown a little taller, his shoulders were a little broader, and his skin had an extra layer of lustre.

Between the gestures, the lightness full of power is so comfortable, there is no need to deliberately experiment, he also knows that not only has his internal strength broken through the bottleneck, but all aspects of his body's functions have also been greatly improved under the effect of the soul ring of the hundred-year-old mandala snake.

"Teacher." Coming to his senses, Tang San's first thought was the master, and he was eager to tell the master that the master's soul beast mimicry theory was successful. During the whole fusion process, although he also suffered a lot, he didn't have any sense of conflict, and when his gaze found the master, he couldn't help but be surprised.

The Master lay on the ground, his body seemed to be stiff and motionless. Around him and the master, a circle was formed with sulfur powder, as had been the case in the previous camp.

"Teacher, what's wrong with you?" Tang San was in a hurry, and hurriedly turned over, came to the master's side, and helped his body up.

Seeing the master's face, Tang San blurted out and said, "Poison." ”

The master's originally stiff face was surrounded by black qi, and the whole person was already with more qi in and less qi out, and his body was hard, and he had lost all his senses.

"How could the teacher have been poisoned?" With doubts, Tang San suddenly sensed that there was something abnormal in the master's body, and hurriedly pulled the sleeve on his right arm.

I saw that the master's right arm was much more swollen than normal, and the skin was bracked up and turned bright purple, but fortunately, a cloth belt was tightly tied at the base of the big arm, which was obviously the first aid measure after the master found out that he was poisoned. Despite this, he was still unconscious even though most of the toxin did not spread, which shows how domineering this poison is.

With a flash of inspiration in his mind, Tang San suddenly understood the reason for the master's poisoning. When he and the master were chased by the mandala snake before, the master's martial soul Luo Sanpao was bitten by the mandala snake, and it was bitten on Luo Sanpao's right front leg

At that time, it was quickly taken back by the master. The beast martial soul and the host are one, even if the master's beast martial soul is mutated. Martial soul poisoning is equivalent to the host being poisoned. However, the master was bent on helping him absorb the soul ring, regardless of his own safety, and when he entered the cultivation state, his soul power could not restrain the toxin, so that he was poisoned.

Relatively speaking, the weapon martial soul has an advantage in this regard, and the weapon martial soul will not affect the host itself if it is contaminated with toxins.

I have to say that Luo Sanpao's aberrant dragon cub is indeed a little too weak, and even the scales have not grown, if Luo Sanpao grows dragon scales, it will not be like this.

"Fortunately, the teacher stopped the spread of the virus, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to do it." After Tang San touched the pulse of the master's left hand, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The toxin has not yet hit the heart, and it is still too late to be saved.

Born in the Tang Sect, he couldn't be clearer about how to deal with the poisonous wound Tang San. At this time, he didn't care if the flames would summon the soul beast, and quickly summoned some dry branches and leaves from the surroundings

Light a fire with a fire breaker, then tear off the sleeve of the master's right arm, dig a hole in the ground with the short sword that the master gave him, and then take out the water and wash the sword body.

The bonfire gradually became stronger, and after Tang San baked the short sword on the bonfire repeatedly, he dragged the master's body to the side of the small pit, letting his right hand hang down in the pit.

Taking a deep breath, Tang San's wrist flipped and three swords in a row, slashing under the master's veins, arm bends, and pus.

Suddenly, three streams of purple-black blood shot out with a rich fishy smell and a faint fragrance of tea, flowing into the small pit dug in advance like three small rivers.

………

Luo Sanpao: "I'm also the Dragon King of Light, why?" ”

Di Tian: "Dad, you are not fully awake"

Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm: "This is also the God King?" ”

Luo Sanpao: "The prince of the dragon clan can slap you away, and I can too, the child is a little polite, understand?" ”