Chapter 2 Noumenon Sect!
Those are a pair of beautiful eyes.
The pupils are blood red, with a black magatama that slowly rotates with the soul power.
Besides his eyes, his face is somewhat delicate. It is neither handsome nor ugly. His skin looks a bit dark due to malnutrition.
Han Yu looked carefully and saw that it was the same pair of eyes as he thought.
"It seems like I can see things more clearly, and everything around me seems to have been slowed down!"
"Does the surrounding temperature seem to have dropped?"
Han Yu murmured to himself, then The Sharingan appeared, and a somewhat cold soul power fluctuation was clearly perceived by him.
"Will you be regarded as an evil soul master? This aura is not very positive!"
Han Yu frowned slightly, but he knew that there was a man named Shi on Douluo Continent. Organization of the Lake Inspectorate.
"Forget it, don't think about these problems for now, the next step is to practice hard, and see if you can get any treasures to improve your qualifications."
Imagatama's ability is not strong, and it can only increase its dynamics slightly. Eyesight can only slowly show its power when reaching the second magatama and third magatama.
"System! What other functions do you have!"
Han Yu calmed down and prepared to learn more about the system.
“Ding! The main function of this system is to select the host. Due to unknown reasons, there are no other functions for the time being.”
"And the system will enter dormancy next. Every time the host obtains a soul ring, it will wake up! After the host reaches the third ring, it will no longer sleep."
"Ding! The system will enter dormancy."
The emotionless mechanical sound sounded, and Han Yu frowned.
It’s different from what he thought. What did you give me just now? This won’t work?
The fourth level of soul power also left him semi-crippled.
"You have an inferior system!"
Han Yu slowly mumbled out a few words and lay on his bed, thinking for a moment.
This system doesn’t seem to be very smart. If you want to become stronger, you have to rely on yourself.
Although my martial spirit Sharingan is only a magatama, it is comparable to an intermediate martial spirit. If there is hope to evolve into the Mangekyō Sharingan in the future, it will also be a very awesome martial spirit.
"Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, Electrolux, Ice Emperor, Gold of Living Things"
Quiet cabin, Han Yu whispered in a dream, and then fell into a deep sleep.
The weakening of his physique made him feel very tired. His physique was not strong, it was only at the level of ordinary people, and now it was even worse.
The night passed quickly.
Han Yu simply packed up, took a few sets of washed white clothes that she usually wore, and came to the entrance of the village to wait for Lang Ya.
Village entrance.
Han Yu waited for about half an hour, and Lang Ya's strange big head suddenly came into view.
“Senior!”
Han Yu hurriedly greeted him and bowed.
"How's it going? Have you packed everything up?"
Lang Ya looked at Han Yu and said gently.
"It's all packed. I don't have anything to bring, just some daily changes of clothes."
Han Yu nodded respectfully, he just remembered the identity of the person in front of him.
Langya, Wuhun: Brain. He is a spiritual Contra.
Able to easily control other people's consciousness.
"Okay, let's go, you are too slow, I will take you."
Lang Ya took a step forward, grabbed Han Yu with his big hand, and clamped Han Yu around his waist, and lifted his body into the air.
Then in Han Yu’s somewhat shocked eyes, eight soul rings rose from his feet.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black!
Lang Ya smiled slightly when he saw this.
“Don’t be surprised, you can be like me in the future.” “Although your innate soul power is not high, the quality of your martial soul is indeed excellent. In our Noumenon Sect, innate soul power is not as good as mine. Doesn’t mean anything.”
"We have a way to help you improve, at least to the first or second level."
Hoo ho ho!
The surrounding wind was very loud, Han Yu said with some difficulty.
“Thank you, senior, I will work hard to practice!”
The Noumenon Sect is located in Tianchi, in the northern part of the Tianhun Empire, close to Tiandou City and Sunset Forest.
Together with Shrek Academy and Mingde Hall, they are known as the three major forces in the mainland.
Ontology Village is not far from Ontology Sect, and Lang Ya is very fast.
It took about half an hour to arrive at the mountain gate of Noumenon Sect.
Han Yu looked at the surrounding environment carefully.
The Noumenon Sect is built in the mountains, surrounded by towering and tall peaks. At the entrance of the mountain gate, there are weathered and mottled bronze stone sculptures on both sides.
The decoration of the entire sect is not luxurious, but rather simple.
There is a plaque at the top with three words written on it.
“Noumenon Sect!”
“Child, here we come, follow me.”
Lang Ya smiled slightly, pulled Han Yu and walked towards the sect.
As soon as he entered the sect, Han Yu was attracted by the vast martial arts training ground.
There are various unknown utensils scattered around, and some disciples are lifting or holding them to exercise.
Seeing the arrival of Han Yu and the others, he couldn't help but stop what he was doing and look at them curiously.
“Elder Langya, is this the new disciple?”
A burly young man, nearly 1.7 meters tall, with broad shoulders and bulging muscles, came from a distance and bowed to Lang Ya.
Han Yu carefully looked at the young man in front of him. The young man was about the same age as him, but he was a full head taller than him.
The long red hair is parted in the middle, and the hair hanging down on both sides looks extremely soft. The eyes are narrow and cold, and the nose is straight and the mouth is square. Although he is not particularly handsome, he seems to have a somewhat evil feeling. .
"Aotian, you are here. Let me introduce you. This is Han Yu, a disciple who just came up the mountain this year."
"Martial spirits are eyes. In terms of the strength of martial spirits, But above you!”
Lang Ya nodded to the young man named Aotian, and then pointed at Han Yu.
"Hello, little brother, my name is Long Aotian. From now on, we will be a family. If you have anything you don't understand, you can come to me."
Long Aotian smiled heartily, and then Both hands patted Han Yu's shoulders.
Han Yu felt the strong force on his shoulders, his face changed, his body swayed slightly, and he almost lost his balance.
“Little brother, I’m sorry, I’m a little stronger, but your bones are a bit weak!”
Long Aotian smiled sheepishly.
"Hello, Brother Aotian, my name is Han Yu, and my body is indeed a bit weak."
Han Yu twitched the corner of his mouth, his delicate face turned red, and then said calmly.
It would be nice to be able to eat enough at ordinary times, not to mention keeping fit. That is a treatment that only nobles can enjoy.
I am just a child, and I can’t get those things.
"Okay, Aotian, you go to train first, I will take Han Yu to meet the sect master."
"And you little bastards, what are you looking at? If you don't hurry up and practice, whoever fails the test will , the training is doubled.”
When everyone around them heard this, they scattered like a tree falling and hozens scattered, and they started practicing quickly.
"Yes!"
"Let's go, boy Hanyu, they are all disciples who have just joined the sect this year or a few years ago, and are now undergoing the most basic physical training."< br>
"A strong body is very important, especially for the owners of our own martial souls."
(End of this chapter)