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Chapter 255 Soul Beacon

After Lu Ang finished speaking, he looked at Yang Zhen opposite.

Yang Zhen's face was expressionless, he just put down the cup, and there was no emotional change in his eyes.

Mud, the pressure is so great. Can this guy know how to detect lies?

As the only and strongest tenth-ring arcanist, he should be able to do it, right?

Arcana is closely related to mental power. He has such strong mental power. The mental changes of other people will definitely not escape his observation. Even if there is no lie detection arcana, having such mental power is enough to know whether others are. Lying.

Hey, I really want to blow myself up on the spot. This ghost world is really stressful every day, and I just can’t let go of this clone.

The frightening silence in the room lasted for almost three minutes.

Finally, the smile returned to Yang Zhen's face, and his tone seemed to be very relaxed: "Forget it, if you don't want to say it, just don't say it. Do you plan to stay with me, or go back?"

You definitely can't go back. Suye, who seems to be the Pope, is very weird. If you go back, he will definitely come to your door again.

Lu Ang did not choose to answer, but pushed further: "My... Suye grabbed my right wrist before. I suspect he made some mark on me. Can you help me remove it?"

In fact, Lu Ang had been doubting it for a long time. After trying it in the vacation world for a long time, no matter whether it was mental or spiritual power, he found any abnormality in his right wrist, but his doubts were not dispelled at all.

"Oh? Let me take a look." Yang Zhen gestured.

"It can be solved, but it's more troublesome." Yang Zhen shrugged: "You may not know that although I created the arcane system and even created many new arcane categories, in terms of faith and soul, I am actually not as good as Holy Spirit Cult, after all, they have been studying these two directions for thousands of years, and Xiao Su is the master of these two directions."

"Come out!" Yang Zhen shouted softly.

Following his command, threads of faint blue light rose up from Lu Ang's right hand and gathered in mid-air, forming a pair of large hands composed of blue lights of different thicknesses.

Invisible power was transmitted into his right arm, and Lu Ang felt that his entire arm was burning.

"Then... can it be solved?" Lu Ang asked the key.

Yang Zhen also stretched out his left hand and lightly tapped the back of Lu Ang's hand with his index finger.

Looking at the big hand made of light, Yang Zhen frowned and said in a serious voice: "You guessed it right, Xiao Su did mark you, and it was a soul mark. You also saw it, right here. "

Lu Ang Ruyan stretched out his right hand and handed it over.

It looks like this is the distribution of blood vessels on my hands? But why is it so dense? There is also a small lump gathered at the wrist. Could it be that mark?

He pointed at the key node: "For example, he set this mark very cleverly. He did not use his soul power to invade your soul, but used your own soul power to build this beacon. With this signal Mark, your soul is emitting unique soul waves every moment, allowing him to discover you and find you in a very short period of time."

"So, if I take action and forcibly untie it, it will cause a certain degree of damage to your soul. The soul will be damaged, and the cultivation of mental power will be impossible. Your mental power level will no longer improve in the future. Think about it. In order not to cause harm to the soul, you can only solve it yourself."

Seeing that he stopped talking again, Lu Ang became anxious: "How can I solve it myself?" "It's very simple. Improve your mental power, learn some soul-related arcana, and constantly strengthen your soul." Yang Zhen continued to explain. : "When your soul strength reaches a certain level, this kind of soul beacon will naturally be easily unlocked."

"Then to what extent do you need to practice?" Lu Ang asked again.

"Soul-type arcane spells are relatively difficult and require strong mental support." Yang Zhen's voice was calm and gentle: "If you learn a seventh or eighth ring, it should be enough."

Seven rings and eight rings? I am only at the first level now! What do we need to learn from this?

"Then what should I do now? Have I always been carrying this soul beacon?" Lu Ang sounded anxious.

"You don't have to worry about that." Yang Zhen comforted: "As long as I'm here, Xiao Su won't dare to enter the City of Miracles, so you can just stay and learn to practice with peace of mind. If you only have one ring now, just continue to study in the city. A junior college will do. The quality of teaching and the level of teachers here are not comparable to those in Golden Halberd City."

"Furthermore, you are from Cathay after all. Although I don't know what your golden finger is, it shouldn't take many years to reach the seventh or eighth level. Once you have mastered it, you will be able to protect yourself and go out." There’s no need to be afraid of Xiao Su and the others.”

"Okay." Lu Ang could only nod.

"That's it." Yang Zhen stood up: "I will take you to the academy now and make arrangements for you!"

After saying that, he tore it aside casually, and a large square space was torn open by him, revealing the scene of another place. Under the hot afternoon sun, there were several tall buildings with domes, and in the corridor of the building There were many boys and girls in uniforms walking with books in their hands.

Seeing the space door appear, the originally lively boys and girls were startled at first. After seeing the person clearly, they quickly lowered their heads and respectfully retreated to both sides of the corridor.

Yang Zhen took Lu Ang all the way through and walked into an office.

There was a middle-aged man with blond hair and blue eyes in the office. When he saw Yang Zhen, he stood up and bowed his head in salute. His voice was trembling: "Yang...Mr. Yang, why are you here?"

"Don't worry, I'm not here to punish you." Yang Zhen comforted him first: "I have heard about you and Tesla. Now that you are sent to a junior college to be the principal, you deserve it. But your talent is still there. For those of you who have some, work hard for a few years and figure out what is really important for an arcanist, and then I will transfer you back to the institute."

The middle-aged man immediately felt grateful. Tears quickly accumulated in his eyes, as if they were about to fall down in the next second: "Thank you, thank you, thank you Mr. Yang. I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have plagiarized. I will apologize to Tesla." I will definitely reflect on it..."

"Okay, okay." Yang Zhen interrupted him: "Let me introduce to you, this is Li, who is also from Cathay. He will study in your academy. Please make good arrangements for me and help him become stronger as soon as possible!"

Then he turned his head and looked at Lu Ang: "This is Edison, the dean of the college. If you need anything in the future, please come to him. I still have a lot of things to do here, so I won't stay any longer."

After saying that, Yang Zhen's figure disappeared into the air, as abruptly as if he had never existed.

Dean Edison over there wiped his eyes and looked over with a smile on his face: "Oh, Li, you are worthy of being from Cathay. You are so handsome, and you look like a genius at first glance..."

Oh, this flattering tone, it feels like everything is coming back.

(End of this chapter)