Chương 4: Apprenticeship, Titled Douluo

"Give... give... give me a master?"

Ye Feng was dumbfounded. He just muttered in his heart that Tang San had a father named Douluo, and the system actually wanted to give Ye Feng a master. Moreover, he is also a master at the Title Douluo level.

咻 There was a crackling sound of air. A figure descended from the sky.

The visitor appeared to be an old man. Wearing a spotless snow-white gown, with white beard and hair, a head of long silver hair combed neatly behind her back, her appearance is simple, her face is as delicate as a baby, her expression is very indifferent, her eyes seem to be unable to see anything around her, just quietly He stood there without opening his mouth. But he just stood there, but he still gave people a feeling that everything in the world is the only one.

The old man fell with his sword and set foot on the land of Holy Soul Village. Looking around, his eyes finally fell on Ye Feng.

The old man was looking at Ye Feng, and Ye Feng was also looking at the old man who suddenly came to Saint Soul Village.

咻 Immediately afterwards, there was another sound of breaking wind. A person appeared on the nearby roof, jumped down, and landed firmly beside the old man without making a sound.

The second person who appeared was a middle-aged man. The face is like a crown jade, the nose is straight and the mouth is square, the appearance is elegant and gentle, and the white robe is spotless. He looks about 40 years old, his eyes are soft, and he looks like an ordinary person no matter how he looks. A head of smooth black hair was scattered behind, everything looked so casual, without any affectation.

"Uncle Jian, is this here?" The middle-aged man asked.

"It was still there just now, why did it suddenly disappear now?" The old man looked puzzled, and his voice was like a sharp knife, capable of cutting people's hearts.

Uncle Jian?

Ye Feng was taken aback when he heard the middle-aged man calling the old man.

Throughout the world of soul masters, there are very few people who have such a strong cultivation base, white beard and hair, fly with a sword, and are called Uncle Sword. In Ye Feng's mind, a person came to mind, the Guardian Douluo Jian Dao Chen Xin of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School.

Ye Feng looked at the middle-aged man. The clothes are luxurious and full of extravagance. Presumably he should be Ning Fengzhi, the suzerain of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School.

"Calculating the time, it's time for the school-age children in the nearby villages to awaken their martial souls. Could it be that he has already left?" Ning Fengzhi asked thoughtfully.

"I don't think he has left." Jian Daochen stared at Ye Feng heartily.

When Jian Daochen Xin and Ning Fengzhi passed by here just now, Jian Daochen Xin suddenly felt a strange fluctuation. This fluctuating aura is not weak, and he, who is addicted to swords like his life, can feel that there are people around him who have powerful sword-like martial souls.

From the fluctuation of the opponent's martial soul, Jian Daochen could tell that the opponent possessed a martial soul whose quality was not weaker than his Seven Killing Sword. With curiosity, Jian Daochen Xin and Ning Fengzhi came to the Spirit Hall of Holy Soul Village.

"Thirty level of soul power!" Ning Fengzhi blurted out while looking at Ye Feng.

"Level [-]?" Ye Feng was taken aback.

Ye Feng has just awakened his martial soul, and he still doesn't know how to hide his soul power. After being scrutinized by Ning Fengzhi, he immediately had an insight into his soul power level.

Ye Feng finally understood now. Why did the system not reward him when he was complaining? It turned out that his innate soul power level was ten levels higher than Qian Renxue's. Naturally, the prerequisites for triggering rewards are not met.

"Little boy, what is your martial spirit? Show me." Jian Daochen said calmly, full of unquestionable color.

"Okay." Ye Feng smiled slightly, and flipped his right hand empty-handed. Jiuxin Xuantang appeared on his palm.

"Nine Heart Begonia?" Ning Fengzhi, who possessed the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Tower Martial Soul, was taken aback.

For Ning Fengzhi, his Wuhun Qibao Liuli Pagoda is recognized as the number one auxiliary system Wuhun in the mainland, but only he knows that the real number one auxiliary system Wuhun in the mainland is not the Qibao Liuli Pagoda, but the Nine Heart Begonia.

Therefore, Ning Fengzhi has special feelings for the Jiuxin Haitang Wuhun. Seeing the martial spirit summoned by Ye Feng, he immediately thought of Jiuxin Haitang.

"No, this is not Jiuxin Begonia. It looks the same as Jiuxin Begonia, but the color and material are obviously wrong." Ning Fengzhi fell into deep thought, looking at Ye Feng's martial soul.

Although Ye Feng's martial soul is shaped like a nine-heart begonia, it has no color and is transparent in texture, as if carved from jade.

Although Ye Feng's martial soul was not Jiuxin Haitang, Ning Fengzhi still looked at Ye Feng in shock. Because he has sensed that Ye Feng's martial soul quality is actually above the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

There was obviously a shocked look in Jian Daochen's eyes, and he returned to normal after a while: "I am not referring to your martial soul, I am referring to your sword-shaped martial soul."

"Sword-shaped martial soul!"

Ning Fengzhi looked at Ye Feng in surprise, repeated Jian Daochen Xin's words in a whisper, and exclaimed almost petrified on the spot: "Uncle Jian, what do you mean... he has awakened twin martial souls?"

"Ah."

Jian Daochen nodded heartily. As if discovering a golden mountain, he stared at Ye Feng with fiery eyes.

Not only Jian Daochen Xin, but also Ning Fengzhi, who is as rich as an enemy, also stared at Ye Feng with fiery eyes.

Throughout the ages, there are only two known soul masters with twin martial souls. One of them is Bibi Dong, Pope of the Wuhun Palace.

If a soul master can have two spirits, it means that the number of his spirit rings will increase to eighteen. The soul ring can increase various attributes of the soul master. If there are nine more soul rings, the benefits to the soul master are self-evident.

It's just that Jian Dao Chenxin and Ning Fengzhi didn't know that Ye Feng's martial souls were not two but three. The last soul rings that Ye Feng can possess are not eighteen, but 27!

"Son, show me your sword-shaped martial soul!" Jian Daochen demanded strongly.

"Okay." Ye Feng replied helplessly.

Jian Dao Chenxin's martial spirit is the Seven Kill Sword, and as a titled Douluo, he is also addicted to swords like his life. Now that Ye Feng doesn't even know how to hide his soul power, it's not a curious thing for the other party to notice that he has a sword-shaped martial soul.

Ye Feng raised his left hand, and a small golden sleeved sword was suspended in the palm of his hand.

The sword body is engraved with the sun, moon and stars on one side, and mountains, rivers and trees on the other side. On the hilt of the sword is a book on the art of farming and animal husbandry, and on the other hand a book on the strategy of unifying the four seas.

Ambilight, extraordinary momentum.

Although the golden pocket sword doesn't have any spirit rings attached to it, small ripples can still be seen around it.

boom After the sword appeared, Jian Daochen could clearly feel the throbbing of his Seven Killing Sword spirit. It was like encountering something terrible.

"Son, you actually awakened twin martial souls."

Ning Fengzhi was very emotional, staring straight at Ye Feng, and asked, "Son, have you ever been engaged?"

Son, have you ever been engaged?

Ye Feng and Jian Daochen were stunned, and looked at Ning Fengzhi in surprise. The meaning is already obvious, Ning Fengzhi wants Ning Rongrong and Ye Feng to get married!

"Fengzhi!" Jian Daochen exclaimed softly.

"Ahem!"

Ning Fengzhi coughed in embarrassment, paused, and asked, "Son, where are your parents, can you bring uncle to meet your parents?"

"My parents are dead." Ye Feng replied.

"Dead?" Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly. The wedding banquet is a big event, the parents' order and the matchmaker's words. Ye Feng's parents were already dead, which made Ning Fengzhi unable to deal with Ye Feng.

"Son, what's your name?" Jian Daochen's sword-like eyes pierced Ning Fengzhi's mind, and asked Ye Feng instead.

"Ye Feng. The leaves of the leaves, the peaks of the mountains. Ye Feng." Ye Feng replied.

"Ye Feng... The leaves are green and the flowers are red and beautiful, and the peak covers all the small mountains. Good name." Jian Daochen praised, paused, and then said: "It seems that I, Jian Daochen, will be persistent today."

Persevere once?

Ye Feng was taken aback. Could it be that Chen Xin of the secret path Jian Dao wants to take him as his apprentice?

(End of this chapter)