Douluo: This soul master is too introverted

Time passed slowly, and the features of the wood carving in Su Ming's hand gradually became clearer. He blew gently with his mouth, and the wood chips scattered like snow.

"It looks like it, but it's almost there~"

Looking at his own work, Su Ming smiled with satisfaction and continued to improve it.

Grandpa Brin is a bamboo craftsman, and tools can be seen everywhere in the house. Su Ming used to like tinkering with them when he had nothing to do.

Both are ways to cultivate one's mind. After practicing, Su Ming still feels that this method is more suitable for him than reading books.

It is not boring, it is fulfilling, and you can savor the blade...

"No, I can't hold on any longer~"

As the discouraged voice sounded, Xiao Wu's tense strength suddenly loosened, and it felt like there were huge rocks weighing a thousand pounds under her feet, causing her to sink.

Wow!

While her shoes were not yet wet, Xiao Wu stepped forward and jumped up like a dragonfly skimming the water, quickly reaching the shore.

Almost collapsing to the ground, Xiao Wu quickly leaned on her knees and hunched over to Su Ming.

Glancing at the empty hourglass, her pretty face finally managed a smile. It turned out that she could definitely make it through it.

"I'm so angry. You're actually making fun of me~"

Noticing the figure in Su Ming's hand, Xiao Wu gritted her teeth in anger.

Let me exercise here, and forget about being lazy~

You even carved me to look ugly. What level is this? It's so ugly~

Bang! Xiao Wu fell down on her butt and lay on the ground in despair.

No more practice~

Don’t even think about getting up from ordinary carrots, even if they are hundred-year-old carrots~

"A sword is sharpened by grinding, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold."

"You can't even endure this little bit of hardship, and you still want to practice Qinggong. You are far from it."

It's far away. It's far away.

Anyway, my legs are numb and I can't get up~

You can say whatever you want~

With her arm resting on her forehead, Xiao Wu remained indifferent, opened her pink lips and took a deep breath.

She looked really exhausted, so Su Ming did not continue to stimulate her.

Qinggong is relatively easier to practice, and Xiaowu’s progress is pretty good now.

I had achieved this through proficiency training, but she had trained herself hard, which was more difficult.

Xiao Wu now only has Su Ming as her half-teacher. Given their relationship, it is reasonable and moral for Su Ming to take care of her.

The withdrawal from the army did not cause any ripples.

Yu Xiaogang seemed to have forgotten about his disciple Xiao Wu.

As for the Soul-raising Pill~

Su Ming didn't ask Tang San who ate him.

All we know is that Tang San didn't go hunting soul beasts for a few days.

The effect of the Soul Upgrading Pill is to increase the Soul Master's soul power by one level.

If you don’t reach level 30, your soul power will definitely overflow.

Just like Xiao Wu, her soul power has increased from level 29 to more than level 31.

Therefore, the Soul-Upgrading Pill was probably swallowed by Yu Xiaogang.

Such a result is unexpected but reasonable.

After all, Yu Xiaogang is unlikely to give up such a good opportunity.

Su Ming had nothing to do recently, so he discussed with Tang San about Yu Xiaogang becoming a teacher.

But Tang San's heart did not seem to be shaken much.

Coming from a world of martial arts, he has a deep-seated concept that a teacher is a father for life.

Xiao Wu is different from Tang San, she has her own spirit ring and spirit skills.

As a hundred thousand year old soul beast, it knew more soul beasts than him.

What Xiao Wu lacks most is the experience of human society and the understanding and guidance of soul masters' fighting methods.

Therefore, she is not very dependent on teacher Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang's cold attitude~

Su Ming's family factors~

Therefore, Xiao Wu did not feel any psychological burden when she quit as a disciple.

"If we really withdraw, Tang San will no longer be Tang San."

Su Ming chuckled inwardly and did not intend to continue to care about this matter.

As he said before, everyone has his own persistence and it cannot be forced.

Ok?

With a start in his heart, Su Ming glanced around strangely, then patted his butt and stood up.

"Come here again in the evening and I will teach you how to cultivate soul power."

Without waiting for Xiao Wu's response, Su Ming had already flown deep into the woods.

"This guy is always mysterious~"

With her eyes slightly opened, Xiao Wu muttered something but ignored it.

Her eyes fell on the wooden sculpture on the ground, and suddenly her facial features were squeezed together, with a look of disgust.

"Hey, your martial spirit is a sword, it's so ugly~"

"Emm, maybe it's not the knife that's the problem, but the poor aesthetics."

……

Arriving deep into the woods, Su Ming slowed down and stopped.

"Since you are interested in finding me, why do you have to hide? This is not like your style."

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew through the quiet woods.

"You are indeed stronger than before."

A loud bell-like voice came from all directions, the hoarse tone was sonorous and powerful.

Swish!

The tattered cloak rustled in the wind and waves.

A figure jumped down from the tree.

The man had an untidy beard and looked very sloppy, with yellow and waxy skin, like a farmhand who had been exposed to the wind and sun.

Only from his outline and brows, one could feel that he must have been a handsome young man when he was young.

Although it is not elegant, one can feel a thrilling force from the sturdy body wrapped in the robe, like a rushing river and waves crashing against the shore.

Su Ming's eyes sparkled, his arms trembled subconsciously, and his muscles were filled with a desire to fight.

Even though his strength increased, Tang Hao's integrated aura still made him feel insignificant.

It's like a towering mountain, unreachable.

Su Ming clenched his fist and then unclenched it, greeting him indifferently:

"It seems that Senior Tang has already returned. Judging from Tang San's reaction, he should not know about this yet."

Tang Hao's face changed slightly, and he thought to himself that he really couldn't hide this from Su Ming.

The method of refining soul power and his surname being Tang, his relationship with Tang San is self-evident.

Tang Hao raised his hand, his presence intimidating, "There's no need to tell him about my existence. He has his own path to follow."

"As a father, I don't want him to live in my shadow."

His tone paused slightly, and Tang Hao felt an invisible pressure coming down on him.

His eyes were cold, as if there was a flash of lightning, and he said in a loud voice:

"As for you, your cultivation speed is so fast that even I find it terrifying."

"If my guess is correct, you should have a ten thousand year soul ring on you now, right?"

Chapter 62 Tang Hao’s bad taste in complaints!

In the woods.

The cold wind blew past, and the bushes rustled.

There seemed to be flashes of swords and sabers in the wind, and it was deadly silent and murderous.

Ten thousand year soul ring?

These four simple words instantly froze the atmosphere on the scene.

Su Ming smiled in surprise, breaking the weird atmosphere.

"I want to know, how did you judge that I have a ten thousand year spirit ring?"

If there is no denial, then it really exists.

Shocked and speechless, Tang Hao's deep eyes flickered.

A soul master with a ten thousand year soul ring?

If a monster like this appears in the world of soul masters and grows up, I'm afraid he will have few rivals.

It is estimated that only Xiao San's awakened Blue Silver Emperor bloodline, coupled with the Clear Sky Hammer, can contend with it.

——Xiao San, I really don’t know whether this is your misfortune or your luck.

——But with someone like you by your side, your cultivation speed has indeed far exceeded Dad’s expectations.

Tang Hao's cold expression softened a lot.

"High-level spirit masters, even Titled Douluo, are actually unable to sense the age of their enemy's spirit rings."

Tang Hao paused, his eyes solemn, "Something is wrong with your body. The invisible breath you exude contains the evil spirit unique to ten thousand year old soul beasts."

"Although this aura has almost dissipated, even a Titled Douluo cannot sense it, but I am special, so I can sense it a little bit."

Killing God Realm~

Su Ming nodded after thinking about it. It seemed that it would take time to reshape his state of mind.

That’s all~

You kid is still not on the right track~

I have never been so interested in a few people~

...Tang Hao remained silent and could only remind him again:

"It can be seen that you have already solved your own problems. It is not easy to realize this."

"However, I am more curious about what your martial spirit has become now. Is it still a hatchet?"

Martial soul?

Su Ming raised his head and saw Tang Hao's curious eyes, and suddenly he understood.

It's really rare~

Su Ming smiled strangely. Tang Hao had to protect Tang San, so he couldn't hide his soul ring.

His body was shining with black light, and golden light gathered in his hands. A golden sword appeared in Su Ming's hand.