Chapter 21 Fusion
Please collect and recommend. My heart softens as I write this. However, children's growth always requires setbacks, and failure is a successful mother. \(^o^)/~
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Crying is indeed the best way to vent your emotions. When Tang Wulin's tears wet the skirt of Na'er's shoulders, the crying gradually stopped.
"Na'er, am I cowardly?" Tang Wulin raised his head, wiped the tears from his eyes, and asked Na'er.
Naer shook her head vigorously.
Tang Wulin looked at the soul in his hand. The little grass snake was crawling carefreely inside the soul ball.
"Na'er, please go out first. I'm going to fuse my soul." Tang Wulin said bitterly.
Na'er hesitated for a moment, "But isn't this bad?"
Tang Wulin smiled bitterly and said: "It's already very difficult for my father and mother to support us. I can't add any more burden to them. My father just said that he would help me raise money to buy a new soul. However, our family doesn't have much money to begin with. We can't do it for them." I put more burden on my father and mother. Although it is not very good, it is still a soul. At least it can make me promoted to a soul master. If I fuse it, my father will not have to worry about me. "
Na'er looked at him blankly, "Brother..."
Tang Wulin smiled, "I'm fine. Just treat it as a dream. Perhaps, blacksmith is indeed the most suitable profession for me. .”
Tang Wulin's smile at this moment was deeply imprinted in her heart. It was a smile that was free and easy, helpless, relieved, optimistic but deeply sad.
Watching Na'er walk out of the room, Tang Wulin bit his lip and looked at the little grass snake again. For a moment, he had mixed feelings in his heart.
He knows that if he fuses this soul, he may miss the dream of a powerful soul master for the rest of his life. However, what can he do if he does not fuse it?
He put his hand into the soul ball and gently touched the little soul. The soul itself was not an entity, especially this low-level soul.
The fingers passed through the body of the little grass snake easily. It seemed to feel something, and it curled up. Although it was just an illusory form, it wrapped around Tang Wulin's fingers, and even kissed them intimately. She stuck out her forked little tongue, as if to lick him.
Putting his hand in front of him, Tang Wulin could clearly see the small brown eyes of the grass snake soul. Its eyes were cloudy and lifeless, a little confused, and seemed to have a hint of fear.
It is also alive, right? If you don't choose to merge with it, it will disappear forever after twenty-four hours.
The waste martial soul matched with the defective soul seems to be a good match. Tang Wulin smiled self-deprecatingly, turned his palms, and the soft soul power in his body started to move under the mobilization of his thoughts, flickering with light blue. The blue silver grass with a halo of color slowly emerged from the palm.
Out of instinct, the little grass snake immediately felt the presence of the blue silver grass, climbed along Tang Wulin's fingers, and quickly crawled between the tiny blue silver grass.
The originally soft light on the blue silver grass became stronger in an instant, turning into streaks of blue light that stalked up, and the little grass snake also exuded a faint earthy yellow halo that complemented it.
This is Tang Wulin's first time to fuse souls. However, in class, Lin Ximeng had already told them about the precautions when fusing souls and how they felt after the fusion.
A weak thought came into Tang Wulin's mind. It was a feeling that was a little intimate and fearful, but also full of dependence. Tang Wulin opened his heart and accepted it. Suddenly, the blue silver grass in his palm began to change rapidly, and the soul power in his body also surged.
Close your eyes and enter a meditative state silently. Fusion has officially begun.
The little grass snake twisted slightly in his palm. Apart from the initial thought, no other emotions appeared. This is the lowest level of soul performance. The more powerful the soul, the more advanced it is in wisdom. Souls above the purple level may even have the ability to communicate with their hosts. According to legend, higher-level souls may even directly help the host fight.
But for Tang Wulin now, those are just legends.
The earthy yellow on the little grass snake gradually turned into a touch of blue, and the blue silver grass that began to grow rapidly also changed accordingly.
The originally fragile grass blades curled inwards and gradually became as thin as a finger, like a vine. If you look closely, you can find traces like fine scales on the blades. The blue silver grass itself has a dull luster, just like the grass snake. Although it has become thicker, it still looks so fragile.
The body of the grass snake has grown slightly longer, reaching about eight centimeters. The scales on its body also have a touch of blue, and they blend smoothly.
Grass Snake's mental power is too weak, and there is no possibility of any resistance. Although Blue Silver Grass is only a useless martial soul, Tang Wulin is already integrating the mental power of the intermediate Spiritual Realm. completely dominated the situation.
The blue silver grass began to grow longer and turned into vines, coiling around his body.
Tang Wulin's own soul power began to fluctuate violently. The bottleneck he had just reached quietly opened a crack, and his soul power surged out, breaking through the barrier while his martial soul evolved.
Tang Wulin felt his whole body light up. The soul power condensed in his Dantian instantly turned into countless threads and penetrated every corner of his body. It was as if every cell in his body was awakened in an instant. Full of energy. The feeling of lightness and comfort finally relieved a lot of the depression in his chest.
At this moment, Tang Wulin suddenly felt a slight heat at his tail vertebra. Then, a burning sensation instantly spread from the tail vertebra to the entire spine, and then spread to the whole body. The aura on his body also changed slightly.
The originally evolved Blue Silver Grass and the little grass snake froze, as if they were frozen there.
The light golden grid-like pattern appeared again, extending rapidly downward from Tang Wulin's forehead, and inside his clothes, a thin golden line quickly climbed up from the tail vertebra, all the way to The top of his cervical spine converges with the golden grid extending downward from his head.
The golden color that appeared this time was obviously a bit clearer than the last time. The golden grid not only spread over Tang Wulin's body, but also spread towards the Bluesilver Grass that had just evolved in his hand and the small The grass snake spread over.
Thin golden threads began to appear at the roots of the originally dull Blue Silver Grass, and then spread all the way to the tip. Under the influence of these golden lines, it actually began to undergo a second change.
The originally dull and dull vine-like grass blades became tougher as if they had been injected into bones. Moreover, the dullness on the surface of the grass blades gradually turned into a shiny, looming blue halo. Echoing the golden fine lines, it looks particularly eye-catching.
(End of this chapter)