Chapter 9 Happiness comes suddenly

Song Wei pouted. If four generations of disciples saw Song Wei's expression, they might not believe it. "Brother Hai, you made fun of me again. What's going on with this disciple below? Why did it cause such a great aura fluctuation?"

This blue-haired middle-aged man is Hai Fengtao among the eight second-generation disciples of Lanhai Sect. He is still a descendant of Hailan. His cultivation is unfathomable, and his cultivation is known as the strongest blue sea silence. The soul art is extremely powerful, and the second generation of disciples are implicitly led by him.

In fact, there are only two, three or four generations of disciples. In order to show respect for the ancestors of their predecessors, everyone is called disciples, but the second generation of disciples are already the strongest force in the sect, and Lanhai Sect does not say that they are the leader. Ordinary affairs are handled by the second generation of disciples through negotiation.

Hai Fengtao laughed. This Sister Song only showed her little daughter's look in the face of him. Since she entered the mountain gate, she has devoted herself to practice. Later, she devoted herself to studying the source of the martial soul and how to exert its energy. "I've been here for a while, but I don't quite understand it very well. The seal in his hand It should be transmitted by Rongtian. It should be that he wants to condense the martial soul, but I don't know if he can stand such a strong aura pouring into his body.

Hai Fengtao suddenly guessed that his knowledge is naturally extraordinary, but this is the first time he has encountered the situation like Zhao Haoran. If there is external help to condense the martial soul, there will be a bad reaction. Hai Fengtao is also powerless and can only be anxious.

At this time, Zhao Haoran's martial soul has condensed into more than half. The repair speed of the meridians is far from the speed of destruction. The body is in a mess. Fortunately, Zhao Haoran's meridians are very strong under the refinement of snake beads, and another person has already died.

Is it done? Zhao Haoran opened his eyes and fell down again with a bang. The aura in his body rushed around, the martial soul successfully condensed, his heart was relieved, and finally fell into a coma.

Hai Fengtao and Song Wei walked down from the air.

"The meridians in his body are damaged too much, but the vitality is still very strong, which is really strange." Hai Fengtao took a look and immediately judged Zhao Haoran's situation.

Song Wei nodded, "Brother, have you brought back Yang Dan? Feed him a grain. I really want to know what kind of martial soul this disciple has condensed into."

Hai Fengtao couldn't laugh or cry, "Sister Song, you are really generous. It's very difficult to refine Yangdan, and the medicinal materials consumed are also very rare. Each pill is a life. This child can recover by himself. Why are you so anxious?"

Song Wei muttered in a dissatisfied voice, "I really don't know how this senior is so stingy."

Of course, Hai Fengtao can be heard clearly. The range of spiritual knowledge of the Japanese soul is very wide, and the wind and grass can be detected clearly. "Okay, okay, Sister Song, I'm afraid of you. This pulse protection elixir is enough to cure his injury." Hai Fengtao took out a jade gourd from his arms and took out a white pill.

Hai Fengtao put it in his hand, but it was full of white water stains, which gently covered Zhao Haoran's whole body.

Zhao Haoran shook his head at the time of a cup of tea, got up from **, looked at the two people for a long time, and then woke up and knelt down on his knees, "See Uncle Song."

Song Wei's face returned to her previous coldness and helped Zhao Haoran up. "Next to this is the second-generation disciple Hai Fengtao."

Zhao Haoran knelt down in a hurry and said, "See you, Uncle Hai." The first close contact with two second-generation disciples, Zhao Haoran was a little frightened for a moment. Although both of them deliberately restrained their soul power, the high momentum still put a lot of pressure on him.

"What's your name and when did you enter the sect?"

"My disciple's name is Zhao Haoran, and Uncle Feng Yang took me to get started three months ago." Zhao Haoran answered respectfully.

Hai Fengtao smiled and said, "Yes, yes, it's not too late for three months. It seems that a hundred years will still make a lot more than Lan Haizong."

That's not what Song Wei cares about. "Zhao Haoran, let us see if you release your martial soul."

Zhao Haoran's mind moved, and a vague image reached his shoulder, which was naturally far worse than Song Wei's martial soul.

The martial soul of the star soul is not very solid, and it is still in a state of semi-emptiness. It seems to float with the wind. The star soul generally does not release the martial soul to fight. At this stage, the martial soul has no ability to fight at all, and can only stay in the body and constantly refine. When the cultivation reaches the moon soul, it can produce qualitative changes. hua.

Song Wei and Hai Fengtao are a little distracted. The sun soul and minds are very firm and will not cause huge fluctuations due to changes in the outside world. This is also a good state when fighting can they exert their greatest strength when they are calm.

And Zhao Haoran's martial soul is so special that it can be said that it has no one before.

When the martial soul appears, it has its own attributes. The four basic attributes are wind, fire and water, and some strange things are very rare, such as thunder and light. Generally speaking, the rare attribute combat ability is stronger than ordinary, but it lacks practicing soul skills.

However, Zhao Haoran obviously does not belong. The attributes of the martial soul can be judged by the light emitted. Zhao Haoran's martial soul is half white and half red. What is this? Song Wei and Hai Fengtao met and didn't know what to say.

Red light is the attribute of fire, so what attribute is white? Water? However, it is not very similar. The light of the water attribute is transparent white light, while Zhao Haoran's martial soul is milky white. No martial soul of this color is recorded in a classic book.

Two colors of martial souls and an unknown attribute. Song Wei and Hai Fengtao both bowed their heads and pondered, thinking about whether they had heard of this strange phenomenon before.

Zhao Haoran whispered, "Two uncles, can disciples talk about the withdrawal of the martial soul?"

"Take it back from your body." Looking at Zhao Haoran's pale face, Hai Fengtao realized that the star soul, generally speaking, the time for the martial soul should not come out for too long. It was very difficult to hold a few breaths. Unexpectedly, Zhao Haoran had waited for so long.

"Zhao Haoran, you have a few stars now." Song Wei is also very strange. When a fragrant martial soul comes out of the body, a star soul can't do it.

Zhao Haoran looked inside and surrounded by five golden stars, "Five Stars."

Song Wei lowered her head and meditated for a long time, "Zhao Haoran, I will take you as an apprentice. Are you willing?"

Although Zhao Haoran doesn't understand why this master's uncle wanted to take him as an apprentice, he also knows how honor it is to worship a second-generation disciple as his teacher. This is not a chance for everyone to "see the master."

Song Wei smiled rarely, "Since you worship me as your teacher, let's move to the second floor in the future. It's already late today. Naturally, I will come to you tomorrow morning to teach you the right skills."

"Sister Song, why did you suddenly have the idea of an apprentice? It's not like you." The two had just left, and Hai Fengtao was a little curious.

Song Wei blinked, "Such a fun apprentice, I don't want to leave it to you. Maybe I can study new results on his martial soul."

Zhao Haoran lay in ** and had a cold war. It's really strange. The weather is not cold at all. Why does he still feel cold?

In the morning, he woke up according to the previous time. Zhao Haoran turned over and got up and suddenly remembered that he was already a soul man. He no longer needed to clean the Yangxin Hall. It's better to say goodbye to the soul-eating beast for the last time. It must not be common in the future.

As usual, he brought a roasted wild boar and watched the soul-eating beast finish eating. Zhao Haoran said, "I can't come to Yangxin Hall in the future. If you want to eat, you can only go to the second floor to find me."

The soul-eating beast roared, as if asking why. Zhao Haoran touched the head of the soul-eating beast, "Although you can understand human words, I don't know what to say to you. Anyway, I should not come in the future. Finally, I will become a soul man. I want to continue to practice and become a more powerful existence."

Back to the cabin, Song Wei was already waiting.

"Come with me and take you to choose the right skill."

Zhao Haoran followed Song Wei closely and came to the mountain gate when he first entered the mountain gate. Feng Yang brought him to the small house. This time, he didn't come to find Ren Shibu. He turned right to the corner of the room and looked around. Zhao Haoran didn't find anything strange. He really didn't know what Song Wei brought him here for.

Song Wei's hand gently touched the wall, and a light suddenly flashed under his feet. Zhao Haoran took a closer look and didn't know when a circular aperture appeared. It was painted with a curved symbol, as if it were some kind of word, but none of them could be recognized.

Song Wei explained, "Before you reach the strength of the Moon Soul, you can only rely on this transmission array if you want to go to the second and third floors. You can enter a little soul power and think about where you want to go."

Zhao Haoran ran in and entered a little soul power into those mysterious words. Thinking about the second layer, his body seemed to be pulled by something, which was very uncomfortable, but it was just a momentary feeling. The next moment Zhao Haoran found that the environment in front of him had changed.

Is this the second floor? Zhao Haoran looked around. Not far away are high and low connected mountains. He is located in a small basin surrounded by mountains. Each mountain can't see the top at a glance. Surrounded by clouds and fog, she is like a girl covering a layer of veil, shy and timid.

And this second floor does not look like people walking everywhere on the first floor. I guess they should all practice in this mountain. On the top of the mountain, Zhao Haoran remembered the location of Fengyang's residence. It will take several hours to climb any mountain.

Where's the master? Zhao Haoran looked around for a long time, but didn't see Song Wei coming, which was very strange.