Chapter 19 Random Draw
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After a while, the data stopped and no longer continued to rise, but remained fluctuating within a range.
The instrument is turned off and the helmet is raised.
“Okay.”
Tang Wulin did feel a little dizzy. Just now, he only felt a slight stimulation coming into his brain. Vaguely, he seemed to see the golden world again when he first fused his soul, but it was still very blurry. Before he could take a closer look, the test was over.
“Very good data.” The spiritual master smiled and nodded to him. "You are the soul master with the best mental power that I have tested in the past year. Your mental power value is thirty-eight. Remember this data, I will issue a test report to you. You are going to the Intermediate Soul Master Academy You can hand it in directly when the time comes.”
Because he is completely confused about the spiritual power system, Tang Wulin doesn’t know what thirty-eight means.
Looking at his somewhat confused eyes, the spiritual master said kindly: "The spiritual power of the Lingyuan realm ranges from one to one hundred. Below thirty is the primary level of the Lingyuan realm, thirty to sixty is the intermediate level, and six Ten to ninety is the high level, and ninety to one hundred is the peak of the Spiritual Realm. It is already very difficult for you to reach the middle level of the Spiritual Realm at a young age. I am already a twenty-eighth great soul. Master, the mental power value is only eighty-seven. If you reach the middle level of the Spiritual Realm, you will have no problem fusing a hundred-year-old yellow soul."
Finally, there is some good news, Tang Wu. Lin's originally depressed mood suddenly improved a bit. Moreover, this spiritual master's introduction to the spiritual level also allowed him to see the beauty behind another door in the world of soul masters.
"The next step depends on your luck." After coming out of the room where the mental power was tested, he took Tang Wulin directly to an adjacent room.
This room is much larger. There is a huge instrument that is three meters high and six meters wide. It can be seen that inside this instrument, there are many spherical objects about one foot in diameter, which emit a faint light. Each one is exactly the same.
The spiritual master pointed to the two buttons in front of the instrument and said: "The green button starts, the red button stops. After stopping, the soul ball where the soul you randomly selected will roll out. When you are ready, It’s time to start.”
Looking at the strange and novel machine in front of him, Tang Wulin’s heart rate began to speed up. Teacher Lin Ximeng, the head teacher, once said that the quality of the soul will be determined to a great extent. Determines the strength of the soul master. A powerful soul, after fusion, can even help a soul master increase his soul power level. But similarly, if the soul is too weak, the soul skills brought to the soul master will also be very weak. A soul master can only have nine soul skills at most in his life, and those who can reach the ninth level are too rare. Therefore, for low-level soul masters, every soul skill is extremely important.
What is supposed to come will always come.
Tang Wulin gritted his teeth and pressed the green button.
Suddenly, a series of lights lit up inside the machine, illuminating the soul balls with a faint halo.
There were at least hundreds of soul balls in the machine, and they began to slowly circle around in orbit. And the speed is extremely fast, giving people a dizzying feeling.
The appearance of the soul ball completely isolates the inner soul. Nothing can be seen with the eyes. Everything can only be left to fate.
Tang Wulin placed his hand on the red button. His palm, which was very stable even with an eighty-pound thousand-forged tungsten steel hammer, was trembling slightly at this time. He knew that if he pressed it this time, it would most likely determine his fate as a soul master!
Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes nervously, and finally pressed down hard with his right hand.
"Bang——" The rotation stopped, and a white soul ball fell from the exit of the machine and rolled into the metal box next to Tang Wulin. Tang Wulin subconsciously opened his eyes and turned his head to look. For a moment, his heart beat like a drum.
The spiritual master came over, took out the soul ball and handed it to him.
"Let's go out and take a look."
Holding the soul ball tightly in his arms, Tang Wulin gasped a few times and looked at it, as if looking at this Like the most precious treasure in the world.
I finally got it, this will be my first soul!
It was in such a nervous mood that he returned to his father. The spiritual master brought an oval-shaped instrument and handed it to Tang Wulin.
"Press this button and shine the light of the instrument on the soul ball, and your soul will break out of its shell. The right to release the soul belongs to you."
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Not to mention Tang Wulin being nervous, even Tang Ziran couldn't help but clenched his fists at this moment. What could it be?
Tang Wulin looked at his father, and Tang Ziran nodded to him encouragingly.
Press the button, and a soft yellow light falls, shining on the soul ball. The soul ball itself also emits a faint light. The originally sealed ball gradually becomes transparent, and the existence inside can be vaguely seen.
Tang Wulin clearly felt that there was a faint breath of life in the soul ball, and then the soul was moving slightly.
What exactly is it?
At this moment, the light emitted from the soul ball turned white. In the center of the soul ball, a circle of brighter light flashed, and the entire soul ball slowly opened from the center.
Seeing the white light appearing, the spiritual master said from the side: "Ten-year soul."
Tang Ziran's eyes darkened, God did not favor his son after all, and the hundred-year soul that sells for up to one million is not so easy to extract.
Tang Wulin stared closely at the soul ball that gradually opened. What is the ten-year soul, his first soul?
The white light began to converge, the entire soul ball was fully opened, and the soul inside was finally revealed in front of him.
The first time he saw it, the expression of the spiritual master changed slightly, and Tang Ziran, Tang Wulin and his son were all stunned.
This soul turned out to be...
(End of this chapter)