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Chapter 470 Fusion of Martial Soul and Soul Ring
Chapter 470 Fusion of Martial Soul and Soul Ring
There were quite a few people on the street, and they all had red envelopes, but after a round of draws, there were hundreds of red envelopes, and none of them had a martial soul.
"Mostly, you still have to awaken, but there are not many soul masters, so we can only spend more time."
Chen Feng understood, and focused on the soul master.
After observing the crowd walking on the street, it seems that there are quite a lot of them, but in fact there are only a few hundred of them, and there are not even one soul master among them, which is really a little small.
He had no choice but to get close to the place where soul masters like to gather, the city's soul fighting field.
However, the probability of winning the Martial Soul is still very low, and it took him three days to gain something.
"Ding, congratulations on winning the Martial Soul: Domestic Pig."
Looking at the first ordinary martial spirit, Chen Feng's face trembled greatly, and after a moment of silence, he still resisted the urge to fuse it.
Integrating the martial soul and conforming to the rules of the world in this world, you will definitely need to use the martial soul in the future, and it is a bit weird to think about summoning a pig at that time.
He didn't want to let one end come out and attack by farting like the master Yu Xiaogang, which would damage his majesty as the emperor.
Even if people in this world don't know that he is the Emperor of Heaven, he can't deceive himself.
Of course, the pig is not without a future. If it is properly integrated and evolved, it may be able to evolve into a golden holy dragon, but he has a top martial soul like an angel, so why bother?
Putting it aside, Chen Feng continued his journey of drawing martial souls.
"Ding, congratulations on winning the Martial Soul: Wooden Stick."
The second martial spirit is not bad, but its lethality is not enough, and it is not suitable for his way, after all, he is not the Monkey King.
"Ding, congratulations on winning the Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass."
The third martial spirit is quite common and ordinary, and it is also a waste martial spirit in the eyes of ordinary people. Of course, it is not for Tang San.
It's a pity, he is not Tang San, not the Blue Silver Emperor, he is still temporarily given up by him.
In fact, he has his own plan. If it is an ordinary martial spirit, it is best to use a sword. It is not only suitable for his Wuji sword, but also can be matched with the angel martial spirit.
He still didn't give up his plan to fuse the Angel Martial Soul, and he had to make some preparations at the very beginning to avoid the difficulty of future fusion.
In his opinion, the Angel Wuhun is just right for holding a sword in his hand, barely enough for holding a hammer, and maybe he can even ride a mount like a golden holy dragon.
That's perfect.
The only thing to consider is energy, and the difficulty of fusion must be reduced, otherwise let alone riding a dragon, it would be difficult for an angel to hold a sword.
The imagination is beautiful, but the reality is a bit skinny.
The proportion of soul masters with martial souls is quite high, and sword martial souls are naturally even fewer. After sampling more than ten different martial souls, they still haven't got one.
Chen Feng had to spend money to inquire, and finally found a target with a sword martial soul. He selected the most suitable one from them, and through continuous drawing, he was able to successfully draw a sword martial soul.
The whole process actually took him a full year, and he traveled half of the Heaven Dou Empire. It was also he who changed his appearance, otherwise he would be recognized by the Spirit Hall sooner or later.
Opening the red envelope, a golden sword appeared in front of my eyes. The sword was relatively slender and had a sharp edge. It was more than five feet long and was very exquisite.
This martial spirit comes from a great soul master who is not very strong. Its own quality is considered good, but it is far worse than those top martial spirits.
To be honest, apart from being good-looking, this sword is not powerful, and its original owner is not as full of soul power as Tang San, otherwise he would not let him grab the wool easily.
Throwing it into the fuser, Chen Feng chose to fuse it with the kung fu instead of his own body, so that the kung fu can adapt to the rules of this world first.
"Fusion requires 10 energy points, whether to continue."
This is a much lower consumption than the fusion of the Seraph martial soul, but it is still a lot. Fortunately, Chen Feng has more than 100 million energy in his body, so he did not hesitate to try again.
At the eighth time, Tai Chi Yu Jian Jue and the golden sword martial soul were successfully fused, turning into a cheat book with a small golden sword on the cover.
His thoughts sink into it and integrate it into his body. This step is not difficult, because Taiji Yujian Jue is his main practice method.
The regular power of the Sword Martial Soul entered his body along the way, spread throughout the whole body, and then gathered in the dantian, and then his whole body relaxed, and his whole body felt warm.
It seems that at this moment, he has completely integrated into the world in front of him, while it seemed that he had been out of place before.
He understands that this is because his own power has completely complied with the laws of heaven and earth after fusing his martial soul.
Maybe he went against the sky, that's roughly the case. Unless his strength was so strong that he ignored the rules of this world, he would never be able to go against the sky.
He had a lot of insights for a while, not only the fusion of martial arts, but also a preliminary understanding of the rules of heaven and earth.
"This is the mystery of the world. If you don't enter its rules, you will never understand it."
After muttering something, Chen Feng opened his eyes, and the sharp golden light flashed away in his eyes. He raised his right hand, and with the urging of his thoughts, the golden light gathered and turned into a sword.
However, this sword is small in size, not as good as it was before the fusion just now, but its light is even brighter.
"It is still restricted by the rules, just like a seedling, it must have a soul ring to continue to improve."
Chen Feng felt a little regretful, his cultivation base was strong, but he couldn't make this martial soul grow to the level of a soul sage immediately, he still had to obtain a soul ring.
"My sword is named Wuji. You should also be called Wuji. In the future, I will continue to integrate sword martial spirits to enhance your potential. In the future, it may be comparable to angel martial spirits."
Chen Feng muttered, and with a thought, red envelopes appeared one after another.
"Fortunately, I seem to have a lot of soul rings, and I can fuse them by myself, so I don't need to hunt soul beasts."
He snapped his fingers, and the room suddenly flickered with light, one by one soul rings appeared, most of them were white, with various types and thousands of them.
These are all accumulated by him over the past year, basically ten-year spirit rings, less than [-]% of the yellow hundred-year spirit rings, and none of the purple thousand-year spirit rings, all of which were devoured by him to restore his cultivation.
A hundred years and ten years are not of much benefit to his cultivation. If it is converted into energy, the ratio of the age of the soul ring to the energy is about [-]:[-]. Fusion of Angel Wuhun.
So he kept these and prepared to fuse them into the spirit ring of his own martial spirit. The fuser claims that everything can be fused, so of course he has to use it.
Fusion of spirit rings is like simple addition. After the fusion is successful, the number of years can be increased, but the effects of the spirit rings will change. Chen Feng is not quite sure what will happen in the end.
Ten soul rings were successfully fused and turned into yellow-level century-old soul rings, and a hundred more were fused to become purple-level thousand-year soul rings. Hundreds of ten-year soul rings and many century-old soul rings were fused, except During the process, part of the spirit ring was consumed for energy, and after these ten-year and century-old spirit rings disappeared, he successfully obtained a black ten-thousand-year spirit ring.
(End of this chapter)
There were quite a few people on the street, and they all had red envelopes, but after a round of draws, there were hundreds of red envelopes, and none of them had a martial soul.
"Mostly, you still have to awaken, but there are not many soul masters, so we can only spend more time."
Chen Feng understood, and focused on the soul master.
After observing the crowd walking on the street, it seems that there are quite a lot of them, but in fact there are only a few hundred of them, and there are not even one soul master among them, which is really a little small.
He had no choice but to get close to the place where soul masters like to gather, the city's soul fighting field.
However, the probability of winning the Martial Soul is still very low, and it took him three days to gain something.
"Ding, congratulations on winning the Martial Soul: Domestic Pig."
Looking at the first ordinary martial spirit, Chen Feng's face trembled greatly, and after a moment of silence, he still resisted the urge to fuse it.
Integrating the martial soul and conforming to the rules of the world in this world, you will definitely need to use the martial soul in the future, and it is a bit weird to think about summoning a pig at that time.
He didn't want to let one end come out and attack by farting like the master Yu Xiaogang, which would damage his majesty as the emperor.
Even if people in this world don't know that he is the Emperor of Heaven, he can't deceive himself.
Of course, the pig is not without a future. If it is properly integrated and evolved, it may be able to evolve into a golden holy dragon, but he has a top martial soul like an angel, so why bother?
Putting it aside, Chen Feng continued his journey of drawing martial souls.
"Ding, congratulations on winning the Martial Soul: Wooden Stick."
The second martial spirit is not bad, but its lethality is not enough, and it is not suitable for his way, after all, he is not the Monkey King.
"Ding, congratulations on winning the Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass."
The third martial spirit is quite common and ordinary, and it is also a waste martial spirit in the eyes of ordinary people. Of course, it is not for Tang San.
It's a pity, he is not Tang San, not the Blue Silver Emperor, he is still temporarily given up by him.
In fact, he has his own plan. If it is an ordinary martial spirit, it is best to use a sword. It is not only suitable for his Wuji sword, but also can be matched with the angel martial spirit.
He still didn't give up his plan to fuse the Angel Martial Soul, and he had to make some preparations at the very beginning to avoid the difficulty of future fusion.
In his opinion, the Angel Wuhun is just right for holding a sword in his hand, barely enough for holding a hammer, and maybe he can even ride a mount like a golden holy dragon.
That's perfect.
The only thing to consider is energy, and the difficulty of fusion must be reduced, otherwise let alone riding a dragon, it would be difficult for an angel to hold a sword.
The imagination is beautiful, but the reality is a bit skinny.
The proportion of soul masters with martial souls is quite high, and sword martial souls are naturally even fewer. After sampling more than ten different martial souls, they still haven't got one.
Chen Feng had to spend money to inquire, and finally found a target with a sword martial soul. He selected the most suitable one from them, and through continuous drawing, he was able to successfully draw a sword martial soul.
The whole process actually took him a full year, and he traveled half of the Heaven Dou Empire. It was also he who changed his appearance, otherwise he would be recognized by the Spirit Hall sooner or later.
Opening the red envelope, a golden sword appeared in front of my eyes. The sword was relatively slender and had a sharp edge. It was more than five feet long and was very exquisite.
This martial spirit comes from a great soul master who is not very strong. Its own quality is considered good, but it is far worse than those top martial spirits.
To be honest, apart from being good-looking, this sword is not powerful, and its original owner is not as full of soul power as Tang San, otherwise he would not let him grab the wool easily.
Throwing it into the fuser, Chen Feng chose to fuse it with the kung fu instead of his own body, so that the kung fu can adapt to the rules of this world first.
"Fusion requires 10 energy points, whether to continue."
This is a much lower consumption than the fusion of the Seraph martial soul, but it is still a lot. Fortunately, Chen Feng has more than 100 million energy in his body, so he did not hesitate to try again.
At the eighth time, Tai Chi Yu Jian Jue and the golden sword martial soul were successfully fused, turning into a cheat book with a small golden sword on the cover.
His thoughts sink into it and integrate it into his body. This step is not difficult, because Taiji Yujian Jue is his main practice method.
The regular power of the Sword Martial Soul entered his body along the way, spread throughout the whole body, and then gathered in the dantian, and then his whole body relaxed, and his whole body felt warm.
It seems that at this moment, he has completely integrated into the world in front of him, while it seemed that he had been out of place before.
He understands that this is because his own power has completely complied with the laws of heaven and earth after fusing his martial soul.
Maybe he went against the sky, that's roughly the case. Unless his strength was so strong that he ignored the rules of this world, he would never be able to go against the sky.
He had a lot of insights for a while, not only the fusion of martial arts, but also a preliminary understanding of the rules of heaven and earth.
"This is the mystery of the world. If you don't enter its rules, you will never understand it."
After muttering something, Chen Feng opened his eyes, and the sharp golden light flashed away in his eyes. He raised his right hand, and with the urging of his thoughts, the golden light gathered and turned into a sword.
However, this sword is small in size, not as good as it was before the fusion just now, but its light is even brighter.
"It is still restricted by the rules, just like a seedling, it must have a soul ring to continue to improve."
Chen Feng felt a little regretful, his cultivation base was strong, but he couldn't make this martial soul grow to the level of a soul sage immediately, he still had to obtain a soul ring.
"My sword is named Wuji. You should also be called Wuji. In the future, I will continue to integrate sword martial spirits to enhance your potential. In the future, it may be comparable to angel martial spirits."
Chen Feng muttered, and with a thought, red envelopes appeared one after another.
"Fortunately, I seem to have a lot of soul rings, and I can fuse them by myself, so I don't need to hunt soul beasts."
He snapped his fingers, and the room suddenly flickered with light, one by one soul rings appeared, most of them were white, with various types and thousands of them.
These are all accumulated by him over the past year, basically ten-year spirit rings, less than [-]% of the yellow hundred-year spirit rings, and none of the purple thousand-year spirit rings, all of which were devoured by him to restore his cultivation.
A hundred years and ten years are not of much benefit to his cultivation. If it is converted into energy, the ratio of the age of the soul ring to the energy is about [-]:[-]. Fusion of Angel Wuhun.
So he kept these and prepared to fuse them into the spirit ring of his own martial spirit. The fuser claims that everything can be fused, so of course he has to use it.
Fusion of spirit rings is like simple addition. After the fusion is successful, the number of years can be increased, but the effects of the spirit rings will change. Chen Feng is not quite sure what will happen in the end.
Ten soul rings were successfully fused and turned into yellow-level century-old soul rings, and a hundred more were fused to become purple-level thousand-year soul rings. Hundreds of ten-year soul rings and many century-old soul rings were fused, except During the process, part of the spirit ring was consumed for energy, and after these ten-year and century-old spirit rings disappeared, he successfully obtained a black ten-thousand-year spirit ring.
(End of this chapter)
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