The same change also appeared on the little grass snake. The khaki color on its body gradually turned yellow, and the scales were slightly protruding, obviously showing some light. The golden threads spread upwards from its tail, and the original eight centimeters body has increased by another centimeter. All the golden threads converge at its head, and finally condense on a point on its forehead, a scale the size of a grain of rice. It also turned golden.
Its originally dim eyes also seemed to become somewhat clearer.
So hot, so hot!
Tang Wulin didn't know what happened to him. Right now, he could only feel the intense heat, as if he was burning in a forging furnace, indescribably painful.
I don't know how long it took, but the scorching heat gradually decreased, but the tingling sensation appeared in the limbs and bones, like thousands of small bugs crawling out of every part of the body. Tang Wulin wanted to yell out in pain, but he couldn't utter a sound. Now he had begun to miss the scorching heat from before.
He was so tormented by the severe pain that he couldn't bear to live, but his brain was extremely clear, and he could clearly feel every pain in his body.
If the spiritual master who tested him in the Spirit Pagoda tested his mental power here again, he would find that his mental power was rising little by little amidst the severe pain...
When his consciousness began to blur, the pain on his body gradually faded away, and all of Tang Wulin's consciousness disappeared without a trace. His clothes were completely soaked in sweat. The golden grid pattern did not fade this time, but quietly seeped into its skin.
The blue silver grass faded away like a tide, and the little grass snake climbed into Tang Wulin's palm and got in. The golden scale on its forehead also returned to normal, and even its body became dull again.
When Tang Ziran rushed home excitedly, Na'er blocked the door.
"Brother is merging souls, so he can't go in." Na'er looked at Tang Ziran firmly.
Tang Ziran was stunned, and lost his voice: "What did you say? He has already merged?"
Na'er nodded, "Brother said, I don't want to embarrass my father and mother."
Tang Ziran staggered back a few steps, and sat down on the chair. In an instant, the expression on his face changed continuously, and a strong look of pain gushed out.
He beat his head hard, "Tang Ziran, why don't you dare to face the reality, why are you so cowardly. It's your cowardice that killed this child!"
A large handful of federal coins in his hand spilled on the dining table, too late, too late!
Suddenly, he suddenly raised his head, "Na'er, how long has it been since Linlin merged with the soul?"
Na'er said: "It started not long after Dad left."
Tang Ziran was surprised, "Is there still no movement? It stands to reason that after such a long time of fusion, it should have been completed. Let's go in and take a look."
Na'er hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
Quietly opening the door, Tang Ziran saw Tang Wulin lying on the bed at a glance.
"Linlin!" He yelled, and rushed in like a fly, coming to Tang Wulin's side.
The soul ball landed beside the bed, and the grass snake spirit inside had disappeared. Tang Wulin, who was lying on the bed, frowned, his clothes were completely soaked in sweat.
Tang Ziran was full of self-blame. He knew very well that this kind of situation should not happen in the fusion of souls. It is very likely that something went wrong with his son during the fusion.
Tang Wulin fell into a deep sleep, but fortunately, his physical signs were still normal.
Two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks uncontrollably, Tang Ziran hugged his son tightly, how much a nine-year-old child has endured! I'm sorry, son, dad, I'm sorry for you! It's all dad's incompetence.
Na'er stood by the side, silently looking at Tang Ziran who was weeping. Confusion and bewilderment once again appeared in the beautiful big purple eyes.
It was already night when Tang Wulin woke up. He opened his eyes and gradually regained his consciousness.
He sat up abruptly, subconsciously feeling the changes in his body.
The burning and itching have completely disappeared, and there is a light feeling all over the body. The clothes on my body have been changed, and they are dry and comfortable.
Breathing seems to have become a kind of enjoyment, and the whole body is indescribably refreshing.
The soul power in his body has obviously grown a lot, and with just a slight movement of his thoughts, a wave of soul power is emitted from his body. At the eleventh level, I must have completed the breakthrough, entered the eleventh level of soul power realm, and officially became a soul master.
Although the little grass snake is a useless soul, it finally completed its mission. The sadness in my heart was gradually melted away by the comfort of my body. Tang Wulin thought to himself, even if I can't become a powerful soul master, I have the soul power to do it. Backing, at least he can become a good blacksmith.
Thinking of this, he waved his arm vigorously.
"Crack!" There was a light explosion in the air. Tang Wulin was surprised to find that the moment he just waved his arms, he seemed to have passed through the air.
What's happening here
Before he could try again, the door was pushed open, four people came in from the outside, three big and one small.
"Son, son, are you okay?" Langyue rushed to the front. She hugged Tang Wulin, and couldn't help crying loudly.
The sky outside the window has completely darkened, and it is already night.
Tang Wulin still remembered that it was in the morning when he started merging his souls. Has it been so long
Apart from Langyue, Tang Ziran and Na'er, the extra person in the family was Tang Wulin's forging teacher, Mang Tian.
Tang Wulin didn't go to work today, Mang Tian called the soul guide communication to inquire, and only then did he know what happened, and he rushed over immediately.
"Mom, I'm fine." Tang Wulin said softly.
Langyue looked down at her son, and said resolutely: "Son, let's not be soul masters anymore, let's just be ordinary people."
Tang Wulin smiled slightly, "Mom, I'm really fine! Besides, I'm already a real soul master, I'm level 11. The fusion went smoothly. That grass snake soul is quite suitable for my martial soul. If it is a powerful soul, it might not be able to fuse."
Hearing her son's words obviously comforting her, Lang Yue couldn't help but shed tears again.
Tang Ziran sighed, the matter has come to an end, it is useless to say anything else, it is impossible to undo it after the soul fusion, telling his son that he got the money will only be a bigger stimulus to him.
"Level eleven? Release your martial soul and show me." Mang Tian's deep and deep voice sounded.