Chapter 50 Ten Thousand Years Soul Bone
The sun is setting in the west, the sky is dim, and night is approaching.
In the evening, in the backyard of a three-story building, Chen Xuan was sitting at the stone table, preparing to open the upgrade gift package.
In front of him, a blue panel appeared, illusory and full of technology.
He clicked on it a few times, the page flipped, and a red gift box appeared in front of him.
Chen Xuan did not hesitate and clicked the 9 open button. In an instant, the gift box exploded, blooming into a dazzling brilliance.
Among them, four streams of light of different colors flew out, which were very dazzling and could not be seen clearly, and finally fell on the stone table.
"Ding, congratulations to the host Chen Xuan, for obtaining one hundred thousand gold soul coins!"
"Ding, congratulations to the host Chen Xuan, for obtaining the S-level forbidden technique Eight Gate Escape Armor!"
< br>“Ding, congratulations to the host Chen Xuan for getting the Kusanagi Sword!”
"Ding, congratulations to the host Chen Xuan, for getting the right leg bone of twenty-five thousand years of gale!"
When he saw the first item, Chen Xuan was stunned on the spot and was in a daze.
"Your sister, why is it another hundred thousand gold soul coins?"
He died speechless. Now he has traveled through time and became a soul master. What a complete waste.
He admitted that before time travel, he was indeed a little money-crazy and very eager for money. It could be that before was before and now is now. Can this be the same?
"Fortunately, the rest is not too bad." Chen Xuan picked up a scroll on the stone table, opened it and read it roughly, then put it away in the storage space.
There is no problem. Judging from the training method, it is indeed the cultivation method of Eight Gate Dunjia.
"It's a pity that people without great perseverance can't practice it. It's not suitable for me." Chen Xuan shook his head. Although the eight gates of Dunjia are abnormal, it is very difficult to cultivate to the last one in less than ten or twenty years. of.
Kill one thousand enemies and suffer eight hundred losses. Opening the eighth door of death can give you power that rivals the Six Paths, but the cost is also huge. You will exhaust your vitality and die.
However, it is not useless. Chen Xuan feels that if he establishes his own sect in the future and recruits talents, he can teach this technique to his disciples.
He shook his head, no longer paying attention to the Eight Gate Dunjia, and picked up a blade from the table. It was about one meter and three meters long and white in color. It was a straight sword, but unfortunately it had no hilt.
"This should be the second one." Chen Xuan murmured, carefully looking at the white sword blade.
In Naruto, the Kusanagi Sword is also called a sacred weapon. There are three swords in total, and they are scattered all over the ninja world.
Orochimaru searched half of the ninja world, but only found two Kusanagi swords, one of which was given to Erzhu.
The reason why Orochimaru couldn't find the last Kusanagi sword was not that it didn't exist, but that someone got there first, and this was Uchiha Itachi.
"I'll add a scabbard for you tomorrow." Chen Xuan was very satisfied with this item and put away the blade for the time being.
Afterwards, his eyes fell on the last item on the stone table, which was emitting green light.
This is a ten-thousand-year-old soul bone, speed type. After absorption, it can increase the speed of the soul stone by 10%.
On this basis, using soul bone skills can also increase the speed by 20%, adding up to a total speed increase of 30%.
"A twenty-five thousand-year-old soul bone seems to suit me quite well." Chen Xuan picked up the soul bone and looked at it up and down.
He was a little excited by this amplifying effect and really wanted to absorb it immediately.
“Forget it, let’s leave it to those in need.” In the end, Chen Xuan collected the soul bones and planned to give them to others.
In fact, he did not want to absorb the soul bones of the soul beast. He felt that his own bones were the strongest, and he did not need the soul bones exploded by a soul beast to strengthen himself.
There was another reason. Absorbing the bones of the soul beast made him a little uncomfortable and couldn't accept it.
"Brother..." Chen Yiyi came from the house, carrying a basket of washed fruits and entered the backyard. Tonight, she was wearing a white skirt, with a fair face, her hair tied into two braids, a sweet smile, youthful and energetic.
The sky at night is dotted with stars, and the moonlight is like water, spreading rays of light to the earth.
Chen Yiyi is full of vigor, coming towards the moonlight, dressed in white like snow, out of dust and agile.
She placed the fruit basket on the stone table, sat down, picked up an apple, and peeled it for Chen Xuan to eat on the spot.
Looking at this caring sister, so well-behaved and cute, Chen Xuan felt warm in his heart. It was really a good experience.
"By the way Yiyi, what is your martial spirit? What level is it now?" He suddenly realized a problem. He didn't seem to know this sister at all, not even the other party's martial spirit.
In his impression, there was no episode about Yiyi’s awakening of the martial soul. He knew nothing about how many levels of soul power she had, what she liked to eat, what kind of clothes she liked, and where she liked to play.
"Brother, Yiyi reached level ten a few years ago." Chen Yiyi said seriously, with a sweet smile and no intention of blaming her elder brother at all.
After that, she released her martial spirit, and a lapis lazuli bow appeared, green in color, more than one meter long, and was held in her hand.
She looked at the long bow in trance, her eyes gradually moistened, revealing sadness.
"Brother, this is the same martial spirit as my mother. It's a pity that Yiyi can't be as powerful as her mother. She doesn't even have a spirit ring now."
"It's okay, everything will be fine. In that kind of environment, you are already very powerful after practicing to the tenth level. After a while, I will take you to hunt for the first soul ring, and you can become a soul master," Chen Xuan said, stroking her little head. To show comfort.
"Besides, even if you are an ordinary person for the rest of your life, I will protect you for the rest of your life." Chen Xuan reassured her, don't be stressed, he will take care of everything.
"Yes!" Chen Yiyi nodded seriously, then smiled happily, very sweetly, and hugged one of Chen Xuan's arms without letting go.
"Yiyi, if you want to practice, you should take advantage of the time to replenish it. You are too weak now and cannot absorb older soul beasts."
"Ah?" Chen Yiyi blinked her big eyes, looking confused.
Is there a relationship between replenishing the body and absorbing soul rings?
"Of course, the quality of your body determines the upper limit of the number of years you can absorb the soul ring." Chen Xuan explained to her some knowledge and his own experience.
The physical strength and mental power of a soul master determine what kind of soul beast he will ultimately endure.
The first soul ring of a normal person has a limit of more than four hundred years. However, this is a theory of a certain master. In fact, it can only be used as a reference. If someone takes it seriously, it will only harm themselves.
Tang San was a good Blue Silver Emperor martial spirit, but he followed Yu Xiaogang's advice and didn't use the strong vitality of Blue Silver Grass to practice some kind of control system and added poisonous spirit beasts. It was fine in the early stage. , in the end it destroyed itself.
Chen Xuan warned Yiyi that she must not trust those who claim to be theoretical masters, especially those who are not good at soul power cultivation, but still want to save face, like to teach talented students, and do not care about their own weight.
He is a genius and a monster, and his innate soul power is not lower than level seven. Even if no one teaches him, if he practices on his own, his future achievements will not be lower than those of a soul saint.
And some people taught them one after another, weight training, running every day, climbing a mountain, soaking in medicinal liquid at night, and participating in soul fighting competitions during the rest of the time.
Ordinary people want to get training, but some people shamelessly take the credit for themselves, which is really a gold medal.
"Yiyi, you should stay away from this kind of people in the future." Chen Xuan touched her head and said.
Chen Yiyi was very serious and wrote it down in his mind.
"Yiyi, do you want to absorb a soul beast that lasts for more than a thousand years with your first soul ring?" Chen Xuan asked.
Theory is just a theory, reality is reality. Tang San has been breaking theory all his life, and it is correct to keep pace with the times.
Chen Xuan feels that it is not necessarily a bad thing for Yiyi to be over the age of cultivation, and it is not slow to accumulate more knowledge.
The maximum number of years that Chen Yiyi can withstand now is definitely more than four to five hundred years. If he helps his sister temper her body and improve her physique tomorrow, it will not be impossible for her to absorb the thousand-year-old soul beast with her first soul ring.
(End of this chapter)