"The stronger your mental power, the easier it is to feel the flow of soul power in your body, and you can more accurately perceive your own martial soul and understand the essence of the martial soul. The giant spirit bear that the academy has planned for you also has spiritual advantages. Giant Spirit Bear The spirit bear can absorb the energy of the world far faster than other spirit beasts, and according to intelligence, this nine-thousand-year-old bear is also very smart. Many spirit masters who rounded him up were killed by him. This time, he hunted the children first. Soul ring, wait until we find out the situation before killing the giant spirit bear."
"Then according to what you said, the main goal of a soul master's later training is to improve his spiritual power?"
"Yes, not entirely. We don't know what the training will be after the title is sealed, but when you reach level 70, you will start to cultivate spiritual power. Although those spiritual soul masters are slow in cultivation, in the later stages, their speed will be far faster than A soul master of the same level."
"Soul master, the most important thing is soul power. Without soul power, no matter how strong your mental power is, it is useless. The accumulation of soul power is the right way. From the seventieth level onwards, the soul power of each level is 30% different from the previous level. , the difference of one level is the difference of cloud and mud. After level 80, the difference in soul power is 50%. After the title is banned, it is unknown. I have never been there, so I dare not make any assumptions."
"This is also the fundamental reason why it will be difficult to fight across levels in the future. Even if your martial souls restrain each other and your soul skills restrict each other, so what? Your soul power is dozens of times higher than yours, the quality of your soul power is also better than yours, and the use of your skills is also inferior. He is more proficient, and the damage per unit of soul power is higher than yours. Restraint? It doesn’t exist.”
"Martial spirit restraint only exists for soul masters of the same level. After the difference in strength is huge, the so-called restraint is just a blank sheet of paper. In the future, when you encounter a soul master with a higher level than you, don't think about killing him. Run away quickly and keep it. The green mountains are here, so you don’t have to worry about running out of firewood.”
"Don't worry, Mr. Chen. I only bully soul masters who are lower level than me. I never bully those who are higher than me." Zhao Ting said with a grin.
"It's getting late, go back and be energetic for tomorrow."
Early the next morning, the weather was not so good. The sky was overcast, the wind was strong, and the sun was missing.
"Go back to your house and stay there. I'm afraid you won't be able to go out these days. The heavy rain is coming. Don't leave the town." said the man in black who led the team before.
"Go back to practice, children, there is no need to rush today." The gray-clothed swordsman said.
In an instant, the raindrops fell. At first it was drizzle, but then there was lightning and thunder, and for a while the trees fell and the wheat scattered.
The gray-clothed swordsman was walking toward the mountain village outside the town. The raindrops falling around him became bigger and bigger, but none of them wet the old man's clothes.
Looking at the wheat fields in the distance that have been soaked by rain, many villagers are rushing to harvest in the rain. In another cotton field, there are also many villagers with muddy legs.
"Hey, it seems that this year's harvest is not good again."
"There are many disasters, and all living beings suffer."
After speaking, Mr. Chen raised his hand to hold up a soul shield to block the rain.
The bent villagers suddenly felt that the rain had stopped, and when they looked up, they saw a column cracking on a big tree in the distance.
Wait until you spot the person in the air and see the shield above your head.
"The head of Wald Village would like to thank the soul master for his help on behalf of all the villagers. Guys, hurry up and don't let the soul master's efforts go to waste."
"Thank you, Master Soul Master, for your help."
"Thank you, Master Soul Master, for your help."
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"Everyone, please work harder. I don't know when the rain will stop. I can't hold on for too long."
Even though Mr. Chen is a level 82 soul master, he can't even hold up a soul shield covering dozens of miles for a few hours.
After a period of busy work, the village finally finished harvesting the wheat and cotton. Although a lot of it was broken, the result was generally good.
If Mr. Chen hadn't held up the shield, I really don't know how much we would have lost.
"I, the mayor of Wade Village, would like to thank the soul master."
After speaking, he knelt down, and the villagers behind him also knelt down.
"It doesn't have to be like this. This is what soul masters like us should do."
Old Chen waved his hand, and hundreds of rays of gentle soul power were sent into the villagers' bodies. The villagers immediately felt warm. When they wanted to thank him again, they found that the soul master had also gone away.
There is only one sentence left in the air.
"Let's go back."
Mr. Chen returned to the hostel without stopping and summoned all the teachers.
"Xiao Zhao, you stay and watch the students, the rest of them will follow me."
"Mr. Chen, why are you in such a hurry?"
"The nearby villagers are in trouble, how can we, the soul masters, just sit idly by and watch?" the black-clothed soul saint asked.
"Let me go too, Mr. Chen, the children won't run around." Zhao Ting also wanted to save people.
"No, nothing can happen to the children. You stay and take care of them."
After giving orders to everyone, Mr. Chen and his teacher galloped towards the village.
"God, you are so cruel."
"My wheat, how will this year go?"
"Stop shouting and pull the bullock cart over quickly. Let's collect as much as we can."
"Young and old men, please work harder for me. We must get this winter's food back!"
The pouring rain fell on everyone's body, and the coldness all over the body seemed like a knife piercing the skin under the strong wind. The villagers' hearts were bleeding, and the tears mixed with the rain poured down their cheeks.
"Dad, mom, be careful."
The little boy standing at the entrance of the village alley cried loudly.
When his parents were harvesting wheat, they stepped into a mud puddle and fell. Their clothes were covered with mud.
"Everyone, keep an eye on it and pay attention."
"Ahhh! There's a snake."
"Er Zhuang, help your Uncle Gen up quickly and take him back to give him medicine."
"Where is the snake? Let me chop it down."
A strong man chopped the snake into two pieces and threw it outside the field.
"Xiao Wu, go and save that old man."
"Huh? Has the rain stopped?"
The villagers who were harvesting found that the raindrops had stopped, and when they looked up, they saw someone holding up a protective shield and holding it in the air.
"Thank you, Master Soul Master. Everyone, hurry up and collect it!"
When the old village chief saw the figure standing in mid-air, his eyes were filled with tears.
After bending down and saying those words, he just moved forward to harvest grain.
Mr. Chen and his team of six rushed to different villages in groups of two.
Soul Saint in black took Lu Zhenghao to a village next to a river.
The situation here is more complicated. Villages are built on rivers for irrigation. However, during heavy rains, the river turns into a robber that swallows people's property, roaring towards farmland and houses.
"Wake it up for me!"
The soul saint in black held up a protective shield over the villagers who were rushing to harvest, while Lu Zhenghao came to the river.
The Tiangang Knife emerges from the right side, its surface is like frost and its handle is black and translucent.
"Let's get going, don't block the river here."
The villagers wanted to refute, but when they saw those soul rings, they swallowed what they were about to say.
Lu Zhenghao held the knife in his right hand and swung his sword energy toward the other bank, and the cracks were immediately filled with river water.
"upbraid."
Lu Zhenghao held the knife in both hands and struck at a place where there was no one around.
Rivers branched and torrents were diverted.
