Because of the five-year agreement, Ye Duoduo experienced life and cultivated his soul power for more than three years.
This time when I went to Kunshan, I didn’t activate the flying dragon wings and just walked.
He did not rush forward, but walked slowly and slowly towards the snow-white mountain peaks that towered into the sky. Wearing black robes and carrying nine-turn soul iron, he looks like an ascetic.
On the official road, the young man in black robe walked slowly, carrying a huge nine-turn soul iron on his back, which was extremely eye-catching.
Occasionally, when cars and horses come and go, those people will cast a series of surprised looks.
Ye Duoduo ignored it and walked with neither light nor heavy steps. The weight of the nine-turn soul iron on his back was so overloaded that it would shock anyone who came into contact with it for the first time.
Three years later, Ye Duoduo felt its weight, which was 13,600 kilograms, about 1.72 meters high, and as thick as the hilt and handle of a sword.
Ye Duoduo has known it very clearly for three years.
Therefore, there is almost no delay when carrying it on the road. Wherever you set foot, you almost always leave shallow footprints, instead of leaving deep footprints as embarrassingly as before.
Ye Duoduo takes one step at a time, neither fast nor slow. Although he looked like a thinly dressed young man in black, his back showed an eye-catching calmness and ease.
Ye Duoduo's meditation practice does not have any effect on cultivating soul power and improving soul energy.
When leaving the city, he broke through the devil master's bottleneck and obtained three rounds of soul rings. A trace of soul energy overflowed from his body, and passers-by would stay away from him.
The oppressive power of that soul energy is not something that ordinary magicians can resist.
Ye Duoduo has been walking all the way, and now, the overflowing soul energy emanating from the Dantian in his body has entered the Dantian bit by bit. Looking again, except for the nine-turn soul iron on his back, there is nothing unusual about him.
The sun breaks through the horizon and hangs and climbs high in the sky.
Ye Duoduo finally stopped and stood on the high slope, looking at the foot of the mountain at the end of his sight.
At the foot of Kunshan, there is a soul master military camp, rising and falling continuously, appearing on the flat grassland. Looking through the snow-white tent, there are still some soldiers training, acting as magicians practicing their soul power.
"As expected, the royal family of the Dahua Empire has elite soul masters stationed at the foot of Kunshan."
Ye Duoduo shook his head and looked back. Go downhill, follow the road, and slowly approach the foot of the mountain.
The soul master's barracks is extremely heavily defended. There is no obstruction for passers-by going up the mountain.
Ye Duoduo was surrounded by several soul masters standing guard, some magicians with the lowest soul power level. After casually looking around, they stopped interfering and allowed him to easily follow the road and go up the mountain.
Lush green colors appeared on both sides, and the sound of soul masters practicing could be heard in the ears, slowly disappearing. What is in front of you is the bluestone steps spreading at the end of your sight. At a glance, they look like a ladder to the sky.
Ye Duoduo stood at the foot of the mountain, staring at the ancient stone staircase that had gone through so many years of vicissitudes. There were faint sounds of fighting souls for many years. The sound of swords activating the soul power to stir up the soul energy was heard from the end of the stone staircase. It was passed down and echoed in the mountains and forests. Just like the sound of a bell, it makes people enchanted.
Ye Duoduo remained silent for a while, then opened his eyes and patted the Nine-turn Soul Iron. Lifting your steps lightly, you finally stepped onto the solid stone stairs soaked in ancient times. At this moment, the five-year agreement will be reached.
Ye Duoduo's mental induction poured out the soul energy he had cultivated for three years.
For more than three years, he has been burdened with the blood feud between his father and mother, the Huang Ye family has a deep grudge, and has also had to break off the engagement, be humiliated in public, and be embarrassed by being looked down upon for being a loser and a mediocre person.
The young man in black left home, went to Kunshan to practice his soul power, and traveled across the Nanzhou Continent. In the fierce battle for souls, the sword, the shadow of the sword, the blood and fire, transformed like a chrysalis.
Three years of life experience and soul power training have worn away his naivety and allowed him to gradually grow up. However, the hard work of cultivating soul power was only for the five-year agreement to prove that he was not a mediocre waste or a useless person.
Fighting the soul is to witness one's own growth.
Ye Duoduo's chest was filled with an inexplicable emotion, and his steps still maintained an even speed. His eyes were fixed on the stone steps one after another. At the end of the stone stairs, after passing through the obstacle, there was a girl sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain.
"Huang Ying——"
Ye Duoduo's mouth moved slightly, and the name calmly but with a little emotion came out of Ye Duoduo's mouth quietly.
At the end of the long stone staircase, surrounded by clouds and mist, there is the soul force field.
Kunshan Soul Force Field is paved with pure bluestone, giving it an ancient atmosphere.
In the middle of the soul force field, a stone tablet stands majestically, engraved with the names of past leaders of the Kunshan Sect and those who have made outstanding contributions to the sect.
Looking around the soul force field, there are thousands of magicians sitting cross-legged.
The magician sat cross-legged in a semicircle shape, wearing a snow-white robe. Between the sleeves and robes, a sword floats in the clouds and falls with the wind. Just like a living creature, there is a faint hint of ferocity.
At the top of the soul force field, there are some towering stone pedestals. As the steps go up, the ranks are roughly based on age and seniority. The higher the seat is, the stone platform is empty and no one dares to sit on it.
That was the position of the head of the past dynasties.
There are more than a dozen people sitting cross-legged below, as well as an old man in a snow robe. They should be qualified elders and senior magicians.
These senior elders can't see how inferior they are on the surface. Their bodies are like the Great Wall of Steel, allowing them to be blown by wind and rain without being shaken at all.
There is a separate stone platform under the senior elders. A girl in a snow robe has her eyes slightly closed. The breeze blew, and the robe clung to her beautiful figure, revealing her perfect figure.
The girl's quiet and beautiful face is Huang Ying.
Thousands of magicians were practicing their soul power in the soul force field, but there was no sound. There was no sound except the roar of the wind and the roar of the cranes.
Occasionally, a strong wind blew. The snow robe flutters and the clouds descend. This sight is a bit shocking.
Sometimes, the sound of breaking wind sounds in the air, and a figure appears on the top of a tree. Looking around, I discovered that there were a large number of people on the top of the tree.
Binghun appeared, and even the president Murong Dan, the old monster Murong Jie, and Huang Yifeng, as well as the elders, magicians, seniors and juniors of the Huang family came.
Meng Long, the Meng family whom Ye Duoduo met last time, was also invited by the Kunshan faction.
The Kunshan School invited so many people just for the five-year agreement between two children.
However, none of the magicians who came over did not speak recklessly and break the silence in the soul force field.
Some disciples of the Kunshan sect with high soul power levels felt a sense of these guests coming from afar, but did not react at all. Sit quietly and continue to cultivate your soul power.
Bing Hun stood on the top of the tree, looking at the quiet soul force field, his face a little solemn.
In the spiritually induced soul force field, the breathing of thousands of Kunshan Sect disciples was actually exactly the same, and each other's soul energy could flow in and out freely, entwining each other. If you move anywhere, you will be subject to a fierce and continuous soul battle like a storm.
The soul force field is like one body. In the soul fighting, thousands of people activate their soul power at the same time, urging the soul energy to fight the soul. Even the soul power level of the Demon Saint Master has to temporarily avoid the edge.
"Oh, you are indeed the Kunshan sect!"
Binghun sighed softly.
Bing Hun, Murong Dan and Murong Jie looked at each other and saw that there was some seriousness in each other's eyes.
They must be wary of the Kunshan faction joining forces to fight for the soul.
