Ye Feng was very fast, and although he was disguised as a human form, his body was a powerful soul beast at the peak of 90,000 years after all, and his physical strength was strong.

He walked sleeplessly for a few days, walked through the countryside and small towns, traveled all the way, and experienced the customs and customs of the Douluo Continent.

The core area of the Star Dou Great Forest belongs to the tropics, and it is warm all year round, and the Heaven Dou Empire is in the north, and the further north you go, the lower the temperature.

In fact, it is already early spring, and the weather is gradually getting warmer.

Four days later, Ye Feng finally inquired while walking and came to Notting Town.

The most central and luxurious building in the small city is the lowest branch hall of the Wuhun Palace, which is mainly responsible for distributing the monthly gold coin subsidy of the soul master.

Ten gold coins per month for the soul master, one hundred per month for the great soul master, and one thousand per month for the soul master.

Although this gold coin was given by the Wuhun Palace, it was paid by the two empires and several kingdoms themselves, and the various branches of the Wuhun Hall were given on their behalf.

This can be regarded as the closest connection and cooperation between the empire and the Wuhun Palace, maintaining a relationship between the two sides.

"I'm going to mix up some Golden Soul Coins too."

Looking at the branch hall of the Martial Spirit Palace, Ye Feng's heart moved and he walked over.

He was going to go to Notting to be a teacher, and he rightfully approached Tang San and waited for an opportunity to assassinate.

And to be a teacher, you definitely need certain information, and it is impossible to be a teacher directly.

Therefore, you have to go to the branch hall of the Martial Spirit Hall to register.

Exuding soul power, under the respectful gaze and guidance of the two guards, Ye Feng successfully entered the Martial Soul Branch Hall and found the old man Ma Xiunuo, who was specially responsible for registration.

"You want to register as a soul master?"

An old man in his eighties looked at Ye Feng with surprise and disdain and pity.

It took him fifteen or sixteen years old to become a soul master, which can be said to be quite slow.

As slow as he is.

Therefore, he is over eighty years old, and he is still a second-ring soul master, and like Yu Xiaogang, he will not be able to break through to the third-ring soul venerable for life.

In fact, this is the talent and strength of most soul masters, and most of the 100,000 soul masters in the Wuhun Hall are second-ring great soul masters.

"Hmm!"

Ye Feng looked around, didn't look at this old man, and nodded indifferently.

"Let's go."

Ma Xiunuo took Ye Feng and entered another large room, which was guarded against a strange black stone, and there were runes around it, which was an instrument for testing soul power.

"Release the martial soul, and then urge the soul power to put your hand up."

When Ye Feng heard this, he instantly released three martial souls, and the powerful soul power poured into the black stone, and suddenly emitted a brilliant light.

"Ahh

Ma Xiunuo exclaimed, "Three-ring Soul Venerable! ”

"White!? Two white ...... Alas, it's a pity ......"

After being surprised, he was full of regret.

Becoming a Soul Venerable at the age of fifteen or sixteen is undoubtedly a top talent.

However, it is only that the first soul ring is white for ten years, and the second soul ring is the same!

Even if it is the third soul ring, it is only a hundred years yellow.

Judging by its color, it should only be an early hundred-year soul ring of one or two hundred years.

Top talent, wasted.

This is not only a soul skill that wastes three soul rings, but more importantly, it will affect subsequent cultivation.

Ma Xiunuo is a person from the Martial Spirit Palace, and he has lived for more than eighty years, and he has no cultivation in the future, and his time is more than Yu Xiaogang.

His understanding of martial spirits will not be inferior to that of Yu Xiaogang, a plagiarism monster.

Ma Xiunuo had consulted most of the middle and low-level information of the Martial Spirit Palace, and knew that it was impossible for any soul king to have a ten-year soul ring.

Above the Soul Saint, every soul ring must reach the endurance limit of the body, martial soul, and spiritual power.

As for the high-level information above Contra, Ma Xiunuo does not have the permission to consult it, but the requirements for cultivation will definitely be higher.

The young man in front of him, although he was talented, was most ruined by these three garbage soul rings, and it was easy for him to achieve the soul saint, but it was also difficult for him to break through the soul king in the future.

"Ye Feng, right? Here, this is a thousand gold coins, take it back to subsidize the family. ”

"Alas, work hard, strive to break through the Soul King, and come to our Martial Soul Hall to be the hall master."

Ma Xiunuo handed Ye Feng a generation of gold coins and kindly pointed out.

As the person in charge of the awakening of the lowest-level branch hall of the Martial Spirit Hall in the small city, he had actually seen a lot, a civilian soul master like Ye Feng.

Among the children of civilians, most of the martial spirits that can be awakened are related to the living environment of their parents, such as sickles, hoes, harpoons, blue silver grass, sweet potato vines and other garbage martial spirits.

The innate soul power is one level, and the two levels are considered powerful.

It's not easy to have a good talent, but it will also be delayed because of the living and cultivation environment.

For example, in this Notting Academy, the strongest dean is also a four-ring soul sect, responsible for hunting soul beasts for senior students who have broken through to level 20.

And the first soul ring was led by the teachers to the small forest of soul hunting to obtain, most of which were white ten-year soul beasts.

With the help of teachers, deans, and Wuhun Palace, this is already good.

The little guy in front of him may be a remote mountain village awakened, relying on his own cultivation, hunting soul beasts is also on his own, of course, he can only get the worst soul ring.

In Ma Xiunuo's regretful and pitiful gaze, Ye Feng pinned the purple badge dedicated to the Soul Venerable on his chest, carried a heavy gold coin, and walked out of the branch hall of the Martial Spirit Palace.

He walked along the street, eating a snack, and soon heard the crisp and dull sound of striking iron, and quickened his pace.

"Yikes! Lord Soul Venerable is coming to the shop, what are your instructions? ”

He just stood at the door and glanced at it to see if he would be lucky enough to find Tang San who was striking iron directly, but he startled the blacksmith shop owner, hurriedly dropped the hammer, wiped the sweat on his face with the jet-black towel around his neck, and looked at Ye Feng with respect on his face.

"It's nothing, but I heard that there is a little hairy boy of a few years old recently, or our soul master, who is striking iron in a blacksmith shop?"

Ye Feng asked casually.

The boss's face froze, and he asked tentatively, "Dare to ask Lord Soul Venerable, is this breaking the rules of your Soul Master Realm?" ”

Ye Feng shook his head and said, "There are no bad rules, but you are wasting a genius's future." ”

"I don't want a genius to repeat my mistakes."

As he spoke, he released three soul rings, two white and one yellow, full of unwillingness and remorse.

Although the blacksmiths are not soul masters, they have also been in contact with soul masters, and they still know the color of the soul ring, and they also show surprise and regret.

"Lord Soul Venerable, please forgive me, I didn't want him, he had to come!"

"He said that his family was in difficulty, but he also had experience, so he gave him a bowl of rice to eat......

The blacksmith boss hurriedly explained.

Ye Feng nodded and said, "Well, I heard about him from Yu Xiaogang, he has a waste father, and it is true that since he was three or four years old, he has been doing laundry, cooking, and iron, wasting a lot of time." ”

Ye Feng said in his mouth, but he muttered to himself in his heart: Tang Hao, if you are nearby, you should feel guilty and remorse when you hear my words, and then leave quickly to practice.

What the hell are you talking about, you want to get back what you lost, you took a hair?