The crystal blue light flickered, and there was a faint golden net-like texture inside that exuded a faint halo. Mang Tian's tugging still failed to break it.
However, Tang Wulin also felt it this time. He only felt that the soul power in his body jumped suddenly, and then dropped a bit.
"Ouch!" he exclaimed.
Mang Tian looked at him in surprise, "How do you feel?"
Tang Wulin said truthfully, "My soul power seems to have decreased."
Looking at his disciple, Mangtian's eyes became a little more complicated. He didn't try to pull the blue silver grass, but withdrew his martial soul and spirit, and let go of the blue silver grass.
Tang Ziran said eagerly, "Brother Mang, what's going on?"
Mangtian smiled slightly, "It seems that God has not really abandoned this child. I am almost sure that his martial soul has mutated, and it mutated in a good direction."
Mutations? Hearing these two words, Tang Wulin was at a loss. He had never learned related knowledge at all.
Mang Tiandao: "Our martial spirit will mutate under some special circumstances. For example, if it is fused with a particularly suitable or particularly unsuitable spirit or spirit ring, or it is stimulated by some external factors, such a situation may occur. .There are also cases where people's martial souls will mutate when they are born or awakened."
"There are good and bad mutations. It may be that a powerful martial soul mutates into a weak one, but it may also be that a weak martial soul becomes stronger."
He glanced at Tang Wulin with deep eyes, and said: "Blue silver grass is recognized as a waste martial soul, but it is very suitable to fuse with snake souls. Generally speaking, blue silver grass will evolve into Vine. The probability of accompanying soul power of a martial soul like Blue Silver Grass is very small, but it is not impossible. I have met one before. After he cultivated to the tenth level, he fused with a snake-like soul. Yours looks much thicker, but it is still very fragile, and I don't need to use the power of my martial soul to tear it off easily."
"But your Blue Silver Grass is completely different. Although I only used the first soul ability, I am very strong, and I haven't been able to break it. It is impossible in common sense. I am still the first I saw for the first time that the strength of the martial soul itself is related to the soul power, that is to say, before your soul power is exhausted, I can't even break your blue silver grass. Apart from the mutation of the martial soul, I can't think of other possibilities .”
Tang Wulin looked at Mangtian dully, and said, "Teacher, is this very good?"
Mang Tian said: "Of course it is good. However, it is not absolute. It depends on how you control your martial spirit. The blue silver grass has turned into a vine. It stands to reason that you should want to develop the control system. Your Ninety percent of the soul skills should be entanglement, the most basic vine-type skill. However, once you entangle your opponent, as long as the opponent's soul power is higher than yours, when you break free, your soul power will be exhausted directly. You have no chance. Therefore, I think it would be a good choice to use your tough blue silver grass as a whip. Moreover, you will have a second soul ring later. Sometimes, there may be some mutations. So, although I can't judge what will happen to it in the future, at least there is hope. From now on, it is no longer a useless martial spirit, and you can be regarded as a blessing in disguise gone."
"Really?" Tang Wulin looked at the teacher in disbelief. Isn't it a waste martial soul? Although it is still not strong, at least it is no longer a waste martial soul!
Mang Tian said lightly: "You just saw that my first soul is also a white ten-year soul, which is also very weak. However, through hard work, I can have a century-old soul, or even a thousand-year soul. Because I am As a blacksmith, I can earn enough money to buy the soul I want. You are very talented in forging, if the teacher can do it, so can you."
There is nothing more touching than showing up. The depression in Tang Wulin's heart was swept away at this moment. It was no longer a waste martial soul, but also the future hope of the teacher as the goal, which rekindled hope in his heart. It is still possible for me to become a powerful soul master!
"You haven't asked for leave today and didn't come to work, and your salary for one day will be deducted." Before leaving, Mang Tian left this sentence. But this didn't stop Tang Wulin from jumping up and giving him a big hug.
"Take it easy." Mang Tian found out with some doubts that this kid's strength...
With Mangtian gone, the gloom of the Tang family turned into a happy atmosphere again.
"I'm sorry, Dad, Mom, for making you worry." Tang Wulin said with some shame.
Langyue hugged her son again, "It should be father and mother who said sorry to you. You are only so young, and you have already taken on too many things."
Tang Ziran lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking.
Na'er's lips moved, as if she wanted to say something, but she still didn't say it.
After dinner, Tang Ziran and Langyue went to bed early after a day of tossing around. Na'er seemed to be very tired and also fell asleep.
Only Tang Wulin couldn't sleep.
He quietly left the house and sat down on the lawn where he broke through that day. Looking at the bright moonlight in the sky, my heart surged.
From great joy to great sorrow, to seeing hope again. The experience of this day seemed to affect him more than the past three years.
With a thought, the little grass snake appeared in his palm.
"Thank you, little guy. You have brought me hope, but I once disliked you. I'm sorry!" Tang Wulin said softly.
The little grass snake seemed to sense something, raised its head slightly, and spat out the snake letter.
Tang Wulin smiled, "Can I give you a name? We will be partners from now on." The soul will accompany the master, and it will only dissipate when the master dies.
The little grass snake seemed to understand what he said, and twisted its body slightly.
Tang Wulin said: "What should I call it?"
At this moment, the little grass snake's body suddenly lit up, and the scale on its forehead flashed a touch of gold.
"Hey! Is this also what happened after the mutation?" He firmly believed in the teacher's words. The Blue Silver Grass, who was no longer a waste martial soul, should have mutated.
"The gold color just now is really pretty. Show me another one, okay?" Tang Wulin said with a smile.
But the little grass snake didn't respond. Its low intelligence obviously couldn't do exactly what Tang Wulin said. This kind of low-level spirit is just providing a spirit ring, it can't play any supporting role.
Tang Wulin's heart moved, and he said, "If you can become golden, then I'll call you Jin Guang, how about it? If your whole body can shine with golden light in the future, how mighty and domineering you will be!"
Of course, the little grass snake will not fight, so its name is decided, Jinguang, a simple and plain name full of beauty and enjoyment.