75. Chapter 75 Child, soul guide left arm


Chapter 75: Child, Soul Guide Left Arm
Chi Ping’s plan for the sixth soul ring has two directions, wind and space. The former is to gather together earth, fire, water and wind and study the combination of elements, and the latter is to improve the scope of control over mycelium. Either one will do, and it won’t affect Chi Ping’s subsequent development.

The sudden arrival of the Nine Tests of Life helped Chi Ping make a decision. Traveling for 4 months, absorbing all the soul power produced by mycelium along the way and a small part of the soul power transformed can only meet one-tenth of the energy needs of the life tree species. It is conservatively estimated that it will take another three years for it to sprout. , this still does not take into account the calculation of subsequent difficulty increases.

In addition, the seeds will grow after they germinate, and the energy required is immeasurable!

The acquisition of spatial attribute mushrooms is imminent.

With the spatial attribute, Chi Ping has an idea to increase the scope of controlling mycelium, and the efficiency of absorbing the soul power of mycelium will be greatly increased.

There is a spirit beast in the Frozen Forest called Silver Ferret, which is a spirit beast with dual attributes of space and ice. Thousands of years ago, this kind of ferret had ice as its main attribute, and was completely white. Ten thousand years later, it can choose space as its main attribute, and its fur turns silver. The signature ability of the ten thousand year space silver ferrets is teleportation. They have almost developed teleportation into an instinct.

This is the goal of Chi Ping's sixth soul ring.

Alcohol can numb nerves and relieve negative emotions. The soul hunting team, who are often on the verge of life and death, prefer to hang out in pubs when they have nothing to do. In the Northland, this habit is even more serious. They will also hang out in taverns when something happens.

They get drunk, and when drunk they tend to talk nonsense.

Therefore, the tavern is also one of the easiest places to get information about the Soul Hunting Forest.

This is Chi Ping's fifth day in Hanlin Town and his fifth day in the tavern. During these five days, he would order a small glass of Qinglin wine every day, paired with some meat, and drink it in small sips at the window of the tavern.

After five days, he had mastered enough information about the soul beasts. The position of the silver ferret can basically be locked.

——The glacial lake two hundred miles to the northwest, the pine mountains one hundred miles to the northeast, and the snowfield three hundred miles due north... These are the three places where you are most likely to find ten thousand-year-old silver ferrets, from nearest to Find them one by one from far away.

Making a decision, Chi Ping knocked on the table and planned to pay.

"Sir, do you want to enter the frozen forest?" A timid and soft voice came from the side.

Chi Ping turned his head.

The speaker was a child wrapped in a ball of fur. He looked to be no more than five or six years old. His cheeks were red from the cold, and there were ice shards on his eyebrows. His eyes were almost covered by drooped eyelids, but they were blocked by a stubborn expression. Open to the maximum.

Chi Ping nodded.

The child's eyes seemed to be shining, "You must be a powerful soul master!"

Chi Ping accepted his compliment with a smile and asked him to sit across from him, "Waiter, please get some food for this little girl, and charge the money to my account."

The waiter shouted loudly: "Okay!"

While the food was being served, Chi Ping took the initiative to chat with the children. Maybe it was the passive effect of the Tree of Life that made Chi Ping seem more approachable, maybe the child had known about Chi Ping in advance, maybe it was because he was desperate and the child was not timid.

"May I have your name?"

"Mickey."

"Who is in the family?"

"Mom, Dad, and me."

"Where are they?"

"Mom is at home, and dad went to the frozen forest and hasn't come back..."

Chi Ping felt that the eyes that had been locked on him since Mickey appeared became evasive.

"Little Mickey, what's wrong with your dad?"

Mickey bit her lip, with tears glistening in her eyes, she said firmly: "Brother Soul Master, can you save my dad!"

Those eyes no longer dodge.

Chi Ping glanced quietly and secretly.

They are all ordinary people without any cultivation.

"Tell your brother what happened to your father first, so he can decide how to help you."

Mickey scratched his face randomly and held back his tears, "Dad is the leader who leads the soul masters in the frozen forest. Fifteen days ago, dad led a group of soul masters. Obviously, he usually has the most He will be back in three days, but it has been half a month now and dad has not come back yet..."

As she said that, Mickey's tears were about to fall again, and she quickly grabbed them again. Adults have said that children who cry are the most annoying.

"Guest, the dish you asked for is here!" The waiter brought a bowl of meat soup. Chi Ping called the waiter, "Brother, do you know the situation at Xiao Miqi's house?"

The waiter stopped immediately, looked at Mickey and sighed, "The frozen forest is covered with snow all year round. People with no experience can easily get lost. Those who go into the forest to hunt for souls will find experienced hunters to lead the way. It’s the origin of the guide. Mi Qi’s father, Mi Lan, is a famous guide in our town. He has been in the woods for half a month, but he hasn’t come out yet.”

"Isn't the leader uncultivated?"

"Guest, you are just joking. Who would do this if you have the cultivation level!"

Waving his hand, Chi Ping asked the waiter to leave.

Mi Qi didn't touch the bowl of meat soup and looked at Chi Ping eagerly.

Chi Ping smiled and said, "Eat. Only when you are full can you have the strength to wait for your father to come back, right? And if your father comes back and sees that you are hungry and thin, he will also be sad."

So Mickey drank the meat soup in small sips.

"Little Mickey, do you know which direction your father is going?"

Mickey looked up and said excitedly: "Brother, do you want to help me find my father?"

Looking at the little beast-like look in his eyes, Chi Ping nodded, "Tell me where your father went so that I can find him. Otherwise, it would be difficult to find someone in such a big frozen forest."

Mickey gritted his teeth, "Brother, can you take me to the frozen forest?"

Chi Ping was confused, "Why?"

Mickey stretched out her little hand, her soul power surged, and a pointer emerged in the light of her soul power.

"This is my martial spirit. It's called the life pointer. It can designate a person and the pointer will always point to him."

Chi Ping looked at Mickey's hand. The pointer was floating in the palm of his hand, pointing firmly in the direction of the frozen forest.

"Is this how you make sure dad is still alive?"

Mickey nodded vigorously.

"Your father's martial spirit is the same as yours?"

"yes."

——No wonder he dares to go to the frozen forest to be this guide.

"Aren't you afraid?"

"As long as I can save dad, I'm not afraid!"

"I'll wait for you at the city gate at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Thank you brother!"

Neither Chi Ping nor Mi Qi mentioned remuneration. A family like a hunter, the pillar of the family has collapsed, what kind of reward can be given to a soul king?

Those who had been paying attention to him withdrew his attention and asked the waiter for a large glass of ale.

One day later, the forest was frozen.

Chi Ping dug through the thick snow to expose the land, laid out the firewood, stretched out his left arm, and lit a flame at his fingertips.

After a while, a little smoke rose.

"Little Mickey, let's warm up by the fire. Don't freeze!"

"It's amazing! Brother, is this your soul skill?"

Chi Ping smiled and said, "This is not a soul skill, it is a soul guidance device."

Chi Ping learned part of the inscription miniaturization technology studied by Master Liu Wenzhi.

Combined with his own research on the classification of inscriptions, Chi Ping's left arm has become a special soul tool in a sense.

(End of chapter)

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