At night, Wang Dong, as usual, came to the coast where he had fallen into the sea and practiced the 'Jade Pan Pudu'.
The sword spirit said that the senior sword saint had also been promoted to the martial saint realm as a yellow-level martial spirit. Thinking about it, this skill must be so wonderful that you cannot stop practicing it after replenishing the Heavenly Spirit and opening the Purple Mansion.
The voice of the sword spirit sounded faintly: "When you went to Wuliangju today, your master had secretly inspected your martial spirit, but he didn't show any sign..."
"Master, has he investigated my martial spirit?" Wang Dong stopped running the 'Jade Plate Purdue' technique and said, "What do you mean by this?"
"I said, kid, don't you want to know what level your martial spirit is? And why did you let your master say nothing after inspecting your martial spirit?" Daohun said.
"This..." Wang Dong pondered for a moment and said with a wry smile: "According to what you said, isn't the meaning already obvious? I guess my martial spirit must be the lowest yellow-level martial spirit, so the master will not say it. So that I don’t get hit.”
"That's not necessarily true..." Daohun chuckled and said, "Your master's martial arts level is quite low and his knowledge is limited. I have already investigated for you, and you are not a yellow-level martial soul."
"Then what level is my martial spirit?"
Wang Dong was noncommittal. A strong martial artist could also be said to have a low martial arts level and limited knowledge? The difference between the master and the senior Sword Saint is only two martial realms, so how could it be so exaggerated
But he didn't know that although the Martial Saint and the Martial Sect were only two different martial realms apart, their strengths were vastly different.
"You will know after you see it for yourself!" A beam of light burst out from Wang Dong's body, which was the soul of the sword.
The broken blade of the sword spun around, and then transformed into a baby sitting cross-legged, with a golden body, hands clasped together, and a mysterious smile on his face, as if the nine-day god was sitting and watching the vicissitudes of life and the unpredictable changes.
"This is… "
"This is your martial spirit."
Wang Dong circled around the baby that had been transformed into a sword spirit, and couldn't help but be excited in his heart, "This baby looks quite divine, could it be an earth-level martial spirit?"
"You said it looks like it, but in fact it doesn't have a trace of divinity. As long as the earth-level martial soul awakens, it will look like a god. No god in the nine heavens grows up to look like a baby."
The sword spirit spun around again and returned to its original form. The remaining sword said: "If it were an ordinary person, it would be impossible to tell what kind of martial spirit you are. However, by chance, I followed my master in the legendary Cave Heaven Paradise and saw a martial spirit like yours. introduce."
"Then what level of martial spirit am I?" Wang Dong felt uneasy, and the ghostly tone of the sword soul made Wang Dong feel as if his martial spirit was something unknown.
"Beyond the earth-level martial souls, there are heaven-level martial souls." Daohun said: "The first is the swallowing martial soul, which can swallow all martial souls to strengthen itself, and can transform into the form of the swallowed martial soul. The second is the creation martial soul, It can transform into all forms of martial arts, and practice as if you are ascending to the sky, one step a hundred miles. One day of practice has the same effect as others practicing for a hundred days, and it has a suppressive effect on earth-level, mysterious-level, and yellow-level martial spirits."
"Both of them look like babies. However, the Devouring Martial Spirit has a black body, and the Creation Martial Spirit has a golden body, so your martial soul should be a Creation Martial Spirit!"
"It can transform into all forms of martial arts, and practice like climbing to the sky, a hundred miles at a time. One day of practice has the same effect as others practicing for a hundred days. It has a suppressive effect on earth-level, mysterious-level, and yellow-level martial spirits..." Wang Dong said emotionally: "I, this is... the martial soul of creation?"
"Don't be too happy too soon." Daohun threatened: "The Devouring Martial Soul and the Creation Martial Soul are natural enemies. It can be said that one is evil and the other is good. If you meet a Devouring Martial Soul, he will be stronger than you. , then he can devour your creation martial soul!"
"Swallowing my creation martial soul? What good will it do?" Wang Dong said in a panic.
"Once those who devour martial souls devour the martial souls of creation, they can become eternal immortals, live as long as the heaven and earth, and shine with the sun and the moon, so you'd better ask for blessings!"
Seeing that Wang Dong was really frightened, Daohun burst into laughter.
"It has been tens of thousands of years since a heaven-level martial soul master appeared in the Nine Provinces Continent. You are the only one who has appeared in these tens of thousands of years, so you don't have to worry about meeting old enemies. Moreover, this devouring martial soul is something that is not tolerated by heaven and earth. Generally speaking, it takes three martial soul creators before one devourer of martial souls appears. And the devourer of martial souls must be two martial realms higher than the creator of martial souls in order to devour the martial souls of creation. So you Don’t worry too much, just practice diligently and improve your martial arts realm.”
"The 'Jade Pan Pudu' technique contains techniques to condense divinity. You have to practice diligently to condense a trace of divinity into your martial soul, and then transform into a god-man form. Others will only think you are an earth-level martial artist." You are a soul master. As long as you are not exposed, even the soul devourer will not be able to tell."
Sword Soul's words made Wang Dong feel at ease, and he searched in his mind for the 'Jade Plate Purdue' technique to condense divinity.
…
The second day.
The rising sun over the sea is always more dazzling than in Kyushu. As soon as we climbed up to the coastline, the direct sunlight filtered through the sparkling water, making it difficult to keep our eyes open.
The newly recruited disciples in Guihai Sect have arrived at the gate of Guihai Sect early and are led by the elders to Wuzu Temple.
Wang Dong waited outside the Wuzu Temple along with the old disciples from the sect who came to maintain order.
"Trash, what are you doing here at the Wuzu Temple? Do you want Wuzu to look after you and awaken your martial spirit? So that you can also practice martial arts? In this way, you don't have to be bullied by us anymore! "
"Haha, Sixth Senior Brother is right, I think the Martial Ancestor will definitely favor him. Even giving him a Xuan-level martial spirit may not be certain!"
The sardonic tone of the deer-headed and rat-eyed sixth junior brother sounded, and he immediately received a response from the disciples beside him.
Wang Dong raised his eyebrows and looked around at the people who were mocking him. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. The Martial Ancestor indeed favors me, but it is not a Xuan-level martial spirit, but a heaven-level martial spirit that is unique among all. soul!
…
After waiting for a while, the new disciples led by the elders of the sect had already gathered outside the Wuzu Temple.
On the winding path outside the Wuzu Temple, from far to near, a line of blue light spreads on the road like sea water. As the Venerable Fuhai walks step by step, it seems like waves, one after another. , that powerful aura that belongs exclusively to the powerful martial artist, forced everyone present to breathe.
"I've met His Holiness!"
Venerable Fuhai's eyes were sunken deeply, and he scanned the crowd with sharp eyes like an eagle, forcing everyone to stand with their heads bowed and respond respectfully. The new disciples are even more afraid of Venerable Fuhai. Venerable Fuhai's previous surge of power has left a deep memory in the hearts of these new disciples.
This is the warning that Guihai Sect will use every time it recruits new disciples.
"No courtesy!" Venerable Fuhai went up to the steps outside Wuzu Temple and said to everyone: "All newly recruited disciples will enter Wuzu Temple in order. The first Wang Dong will enter first!"
"Yes, Uncle Second Master." Wang Dong responded respectfully. The new disciples didn't know what was going on. The old disciples present were surprised. They didn't understand why Venerable Fuhai asked Wang Dong to enter the Wuzu Temple. Could it be that his martial spirit could Awakening
"The situation is different, you go and notify the senior brother to come over."
"Okay, I'll go right away, Sixth Senior Brother!"
The deer-headed and rat-eyed Sixth Junior Brother felt that something was unusual and immediately ordered the disciples around him to inform Zhang Qing, who was still in love with Junior Sister Yu, that he was here.
When Wang Dong went up the steps, Venerable Fu Hai whispered: "Dong'er, you suffered a great disaster when you were born. Being able to practice martial arts now is the blessing of the Martial Ancestor, so don't put too much pressure on yourself."
"I understand. Thank you, Uncle Second Master, for the tip."
Understanding that Uncle Second Master must have misunderstood that his martial spirit was a yellow-level martial spirit, Wang Dong thanked him in a low voice and walked into the Wuzu Temple. At the head of the temple was a huge golden statue of Wuzu, with his hands on his knees, overlooking the four directions, and his thoughts were clear. .
Under the knee of the golden statue of Wuzu, a long-bearded elder who teaches martial arts stands solemnly and presides over the ceremony.
"Kneel down on one knee and swear to the Martial Ancestor with all your heart. The martial soul will awaken and we will live and die together. The soul will be with you, and the soul will die with you!"
Wang Dong knelt down on one knee, beat the ground with his left hand, and said loudly with the palm of his right hand: "I, Wang Dong, swear to the Martial Ancestor from my heart today that the martial soul will awaken and we will live and die together. The soul will remain with the people, but the soul will disappear and the people will die!"
"Get up!" Elder Chang Xu Chuan Gong announced and ordered Wang Dong to get up. Such an oath has become a decoration by now and has no binding force. There are not a few warriors who are still surviving after their martial souls have been destroyed.
…
Outside the Wuzu Temple, Venerable Fu Hai saw Zhang Qing and Junior Sister Yu from Xiu Yutang walking towards each other, talking and laughing. He shook his head and sighed inwardly, how could the son of the first heroic brother be such a womanizer
"Sixth Junior Brother, you asked someone to call me over. What's going on?"
Zhang Qing led Junior Sister Yu to the Sixth Junior Brother and asked. Recently, he and Junior Sister Yu have been having an affair, and they have reached the point where they are walking hand in hand. After some time, it won't be a problem to get Junior Sister Yu into bed. After taking a look at the unsuspecting Junior Sister Yu, Zhang Qing was secretly happy.
"Elder brother, it's like this..."
"You mean that useless martial spirit can be awakened?"
Zhang Qing loosened his grip on Junior Sister Yu's hand and looked into the Wuzu Temple, with hatred already looming in his eyes, "That useless Wang Dong was already quite favored by his master. If his martial soul could be awakened, wouldn't he be more valued by his master?" . But he is a waste. Even if he awakens his martial spirit, he will definitely be the lowest yellow-level martial spirit and will never threaten my status. '
Venerable Fuhai stared deeply at Zhang Qing. Even Zhang Qing and his sixth junior brother could not hide the words from him, a powerful person in the martial arts realm. I can't figure out why Zhang Qing hates Wang Dong so much.
(End of chapter)