"Okay, don't say it."
Huo Yuhao looked at Yoona, Nanmen, shook his head slightly, signaling him not to say more.
Because at this moment, Beibei was almost broken secretly.
"There are many things you don't understand, you will know when you reach my level."
Beibei suppressed the surging emotions in her heart, said to Yoona, Nanmen with a cold face, then left the Tangmen rest area and walked outside.
Xuanzi, who was standing by, also disappeared when he saw this scene. As Mr. Mu's great-grandson, Beibei must persuade him well.
And he didn't understand. He wanted a girl like Le Xuan, but this beggar was actually devoted to Tang Ya.
As for the evil soul masters mentioned by Yoona, Nanmen just now, he didn't care about them at all. Their Shrek Academy is the largest organization to kill evil soul masters in the continent.
Is it the evil soul master that it is the turn of others to interrupt?
Soon, today's competition came to an end, but everyone did not leave, but waited for one person with anticipation.
"I believe everyone can't wait."
Jing Hongchen flew over from the rostrum to the stage, his eyes swept across everything around him, and his voice clearly reached the ears of everyone in the entire arena.
"Then the master of the hall will not keep it. As long as the soul revealed by Xiao Hongchen is a soul master who can have level 10 or above soul power and has not obtained the soul ring and has enough mental power, he can contract this soul."
As Jing Hongchen finished speaking, the surroundings were in an instant, and the discussion was like layers of waves, ringing non-stop.
But Jing Hongchen just looked at all this with a smile and did not say a word to stop it. What he wanted was this effect. After all, this would facilitate their future plans.
After five or six minutes, Jing Hongchen slowly pressed down with his hands, causing everyone to stop discussing.
"We are now very perfect in the technology of transmitting spirits, that is, contracted souls, and there will be basically no accidents, but..."
When everyone heard this, their hearts immediately raised.
They have already seen the help of the soul to the soul master in Xiao Hongchen. They want this kind of soul beast that can help them fight.
"However, since this technology requires a large number of manpower and soul beasts, it will not spread on a large scale in a short period of time. A pilot will be set up in the Mingdu of our country. Soul masters with registered household registration in the Sun and Moon Empire can be the first to receive the spirit transmission."
"And the master of the hall solemnly declares here that soul technology is a major invention, and it is a milestone progress in the soul master world. This important day will not be forgotten in the next few thousand years, or even tens of thousands of years."
"That's all about the introduction to the soul today. The development of the soul will surely flourish. Please look forward to it."
After saying that, Jing Hongchen smiled slightly and flashed back to the rostrum.
"Understand, applause!"
An official on the stage said passionately to everyone in the field through the soul guide loudspeaker after seeing Jing Hongchen leave.
"Smack!"
The applause lasted for a long time until Xu Tianran announced his departure.
"Wife, I feel like we are going to buy a suite in Mingdu for our sake and our future children."
During the abortion, a man said to the woman beside him.
"Now that this kind of soul technology is born, it will definitely not spread to our original three empires in a short period of time. If we buy a suite in Mingdu, can we be one step ahead, right?"
"After all, someone is saying anything. Even a dog has to be born in the capital..."
The woman next to her looked at her husband and nodded in agreement.
And among the crowd, there were endless discussions.
Jiang Jue looked around, his eyes becoming deeper and deeper, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, leaving a meaningful smile.
A storm centered on the soul is about to sweep the entire continent from Mingdu.
...
It was night.
Mingde Hall.
In the originally quiet Mingde Hall, there are endless streams of officials and nobles and clan leaders of aristocratic families.
Inside Jing Hongchen Office.
"Master Hongchen Hall, do you still remember the two dragon blood grasses and one thousand-year-old snow Ganoderma lucidum I gave during the day?"
Jing Hongchen sat in the seat, looked at the person who spoke before, and nodded with a smile.
"Remember to remember."
"Then, what do you think about this soul?"
The man rubbed his hands and asked flatteringly.
"Don't worry, the first batch will definitely have a quota for your Zhou family."
Jing Hongchen waved his hand and said, the man smiled happily when he heard this. He took out another storage ring and placed it on the table. After bowing, he looked at the person behind and walked out proudly.
"The Master of Hongchen Hall, and I, and I, the rare metal I gave during the day." "It turns out that he is the head of the Li family, and there is also a quota for your family."
Jing Hongchen nodded again and said with a smile, isn’t this faster than making money by selling soul guides?
"Master of Hongchen Hall, I, the two seventh-level soul guides I gave during the day..."
The other person also spoke actively, looking at Jing Hongchen expectantly.
"Tsk~, don't worry, this master will not hold grudges."
Jing Hongchen tsk and waved his hand and said.
“…”
The lively atmosphere of Mingde Hall lasted until the second half of the night.
"Jiayi, what do you remember?"
Jing Hongchen stood up from the seat, sootheed his body, and asked Lin Jiayi, who was holding a notebook to record things.
He really didn't expect that one day he would receive gifts, and the gifts of these people were not small gifts, and they all offered generously.
There are some things that are not available on the market.
The newest ⊥Xiao⊥Speak⊥Send⊥Six⊥9⊥Book⊥⊥⊥⊥Back⊥⊥⊥⊥!
"Master, I'm recording all the gifts I gave."
Lin Jiayi put down his work and responded respectfully.
"No need to remember this. Let's see who didn't come. Please remember it for me."
Jing Hongchen shook his head slightly, a trace of splendor flashed through his eyes, and he spoke.
He was satisfied with the gifts he could stay here, so he naturally didn't need to record them.
And he must remember those who did not come.
"I'll get all these things into the treasure house later. I have something to deal with, so I'll leave first."
"By the way, Jiayi, you are promoted to vice president. This hall leader will find a time to hold a meeting and take a formality another day."
After Jing Hongchen gave a message, he looked at Lin Jiayi who was working hard and added another sentence.
"Yes! Master!"
Lin Jiayi was instantly energetic when he heard this.
Jing Hongchen flashed and disappeared from the spot. When he appeared again, he had already arrived at the underground secret base of Mingde Hall.
And at the spacious underground secret base, there were already men in black robes, densely packed with people. At first glance, there were more than a hundred people.
These people all exuded a strong evil aura. Judging from their momentum, none of them was lower than the cultivation level of the Soul Emperor, and half of them were above the Soul Saint.
The five in front of them have the most terrifying momentum.
"Hahaha, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
As soon as Jing Hongchen came in, he felt such a strong sense of oppression and felt a little stagnant. Then he calmed down and said with a smile.
"It's okay, we are all ordered by the Holy Son to assist you, Lord of the Hongchen Hall."
Zhang Peng, who was in the first place, spoke and then pointed to the four people beside him and introduced.
"These are the ancient demon Douluo, the dark cloud Douluo, the underworld Douluo, and the undead Douluo."
"Okay, please rely on you. There are many people coming to this hall master tonight, but none of the strongest families have come. It's a pity."
Jing Hongchen bowed and felt a sense of security.
"Don't worry, as long as someone dares to covet soul technology, he will definitely let him come and stop leaving!"
Zhang Peng said in a deep voice, and then spoke.
"But the young master also ordered that some things must be obtained by them, otherwise it would be difficult to get a legitimate zero yuan... it would be difficult to take action."
"Don't worry, don't worry, I understand, I have prepared a great gift for them."
Jing Hongchen said with a smile, like an old fox.
...
Under the night.
In a courtyard in the suburbs of Mingdu.
A "fly" sounded.
There was an instant extra hole on the ground.
"Ahem, Yutao, can you dig a little better? This one is a crooked person."
A sound sounded, and then more than ten figures appeared from the tunnel.
(This chapter ends)