Du Qian calmed down and sat back. ●⌒ Zhu Ke said that, in the hearts of ordinary people, the divine master is above and unparalleled, but in fact there are quite a lot of them.

Just count it and you will know that there are many divine masters in the Zhoushan royal family. On the surface, everyone knows that include His Majesty the Emperor, the Three Dukes, the Nine Ministers, the Commanders of various major legions, and many cities, all of whom have had divine masters.

There are divine masters in the five capitals and nine cities, and even small cities like Pingchuan have produced two divine masters.

The number of divine masters is definitely much more than people imagine. For so many divine masters, if you want to become the world's number one martial arts practitioner, Du Qian can't figure it out clearly, and he knows that it is extremely difficult.

Not to mention others, Jun Yan's father Junshan is the master of the divine who went out in Pingchuan City. Du Qian saw it with his own eyes that this master's father was so kind to his daughter that it was incomprehensible.

Obviously, pampering is the big deal among them. In addition, Jun Yan's identity as a soul master may also make him, as a father, helpless and heartbroken.

"What method did Senior Murong use?" Du Qian asked.

Murong Bing's experience is definitely a legend. There are many stories Du Qian has heard, but he knows very well that stories are stories, which may be far from the facts, and there are too many elements of artistic processing.

Zhu Jiu slowly told the story of Murong Bing. Only an old soul master like him knew clearly about this kind of real legend.

It sounds a bit ridiculous. Zhu Jiu is only nineteen years old this year. It seems to be different from Du Qian, but he can be called an old soul master. Ten years of life in the soul master has indeed been quite long. No one knows whether he can live another ten years.

Murong Bing's background is very ordinary, and many people think he is an orphan, but in fact it is not. Murong Bing is the child of a fisherman. His family is poor and he lives on a small fishing boat that is twenty feet long.

Fishing boats are their homes and their basis for life. When Murong Bing was eight years old, his family went to sea to fish, but they encountered a storm. A month later, people found that Murong Bing, who was only eight years old at the time, was unconscious on the beach.

Since then, Murong Bing has become a real orphan, but he did not grow up by family income, but went into the mountains alone. In the eyes of the neighbors, this child is simply seeking death.

It would be fine if I spent some time looking for it, but I didn’t find it. After all, the neighbors of the Murong family are similar to those of his family. They all need to work hard for life. It is impossible to spend too much time and energy to find children who have lost their parents and have completely collapsed.

Who would have thought that four years later, the twelve-year-old Murong Bing would have an unimaginable strength after walking out of the mountains.

Murong Bing gave it to the neighbors who were looking for him, many spiritual horns and animal skins, and from then on, he wandered around the world and made friends through martial arts.

It is said that he had never been defeated until he was thirty-five years old. In the past twenty-three years, countless martial artists who had fought with him, and every warrior who had lost to him praised him.

These are all legends that everyone knows, and most people don’t know that when Murong Bing wandered around the world, he visited three soul masters.

It is not a soul master like Zhu Jiu and Zhu Ke, but a real soul master.

"I was fortunate to have received guidance from Lord Shang Shan. He said in person that Murong Bing entered the Tao with martial arts and used gods to control souls, and embarked on an alternative path of soul control. Unfortunately, this path is completely unavailable for us soul control masters." Zhu Jiu shook his head and said.

"Can't get through?" Zhu Ke asked. Shortly after he entered Shangjing Soul Mansion, coupled with Jun Yan's nonsense, the relationship between this class of students and veteran students was not harmonious, and he had never heard of many secrets.

"Yes, it's absolutely impossible to go. Murong Bing is different from us. He is a normal person. Our brains are developed extraordinaryly. Our foundation is completely different. We can't walk his path." Zhu Jiu nodded and said.

"Four Soul Control Masters?" Du Qian looked at Zhu Jiu in confusion and asked. He had heard him mention it many times before.

"Hehe, I know this." Zhu Ke rushed to say, after all, he was still a child. In front of ordinary people, he always looked disdainful. The two people in front of him were all the same, and the nature of young people was revealed.

"How can the three major forces rise? You know, in the world we originally lived in, there were hundreds of forces with similar strength, but now there are only three strongest ones?"

"Is it because of the real soul master?" Du Qian reacted slowly.

"That's right, it is precisely because of the existence of these three soul masters that the three major forces can truly rise. As for Murong Bing, it has not appeared for a long time, and it has been less than three hundred years since it was added up. Moreover, Murong Bing seems to have no ambitions and has always lived in Luming Island and never went out. This has made him stand out in a transcendent position." Zhu Ke's tender little face looked like he was pointing in the direction of the country, making Du Qian want to laugh when he looked at it.

"I understand, Zhoushan, Zhenhai, Butian, each has a real soul master." This history should be very long. Du Qian was not ready to ask carefully, and it was enough to know the result.

“That’s exactly that.”

"The matter of the Soul Control Master is quite complicated. Even if we are in it, the information we can understand is extremely limited." Zhu Jiu shook his head and said, "Who doesn't want to live? Even if the souls of heaven and earth are vague, most Soul Control Masters are still trying to find them."

The three of them chatted until very late before they returned to the tent to rest. Du Qian was not in the mood to practice, and there was too much information he received today, so he had to think about it carefully.

In fact, whether it is the legendary story of Murong Bing or the real soul master of the three major forces, Du Qian really doesn't care, after all, that's too far away from him.

What he really cares about is whether he is developing extraordinaryly? This is a fatal matter.

Until the next morning, I finally figured it out. Damn it, it’s useless to think so. No matter whether he is, living well is the most important thing.

On the third day of entering the cave, the passage became more and more difficult to walk. Zhu Ke and Zhu Jiu teams, one in front and one behind, marched into the depths of the cave.

The personnel in both teams were very powerful, including those servants, who were agile and had great combat power, and those who really supported their hind legs were the Soul Control Master and the Talisman Gathering Master.

Du Qian gasped and followed Yao Jing closely. Yao Jing turned around and pulled him from time to time. In this high-intensity marching, everyone lost the interest in chatting.

In the afternoon, Zhu Jiu greeted Zhu Ke and Du Qian and led his team into another passage.

The campsite at night was obviously temporarily found, with several piles of bonfires that had already been extinguished on the ground, indicating that someone had camped here.

Zhu Ke issued instructions from time to time. From now on, he had already entered the cave. No place was absolutely safe. Someone needed to watch at night. Du Qian looked around and found that it was not unacceptable to spending 300 gold coins to camp.

"Zhu Ke, will you encounter an attack here?"

"The probability is not high, be careful. Except for those fixed camps, no place is absolutely safe in the depths of the cave. In fact, even those paid camps have been attacked." Zhu Ke replied.

"What is the soul of heaven and earth like?"

"I don't know, it is said that you will know it naturally when you see it." Zhu Ke shook his head. The Soul of Heaven and Earth is also a legend. Every soul master with the Soul of Heaven and Earth has different experiences, and there is no other soul of Heaven and Earth that he encountered. This matter is simply unspeakable.

Perhaps it is an instinct. As long as the soul master sees the soul of heaven and earth, he will naturally recognize it. As for whether he can capture it and succeed in training, it can only rely on luck.

In fact, there are not only those three soul masters who have seen the souls of heaven and earth. There are more than ten soul masters with records. There are only those three who really seize the opportunity.

I wasted all night yesterday, and today I had a hard time walking. After dinner, Du Qian took a moment of rest, took out the spiritual horn, and started doing today's homework.

When you go deep into the cave, you not only can’t see the sun and the moon, but also extremely quiet. In the small camp, you can breathe. In addition to the occasional "beep" sounds in the bonfire, the quiet surroundings make people feel restless.

No wonder it won’t take too long to explore the cave. In this environment, even if there is no danger, it can make people become nervous over time.

"Du Qian, there is a voice." Yao Jing said softly. At this time, Du Qian had just absorbed a spiritual horn.

"Are you sure?" Du Qianqing listened carefully, and there was no sound?

"Zhuo Ya and Qian Wuli went out just now." Yao Jing said softly. It was too quiet here. Even though Yao Jing's voice was very small, it still sounded very clear.

"Boss Du, it's okay. He should be the underground elves in the camp. Just let Zhuoya and Qian Wuli deal with it. As long as there are not many, we don't need to take action." Zhu Ke's voice transmission came from his mind.

"Yeah." Du Qian nodded and responded, signaling Yao Jing to ignore it.

My heart was cold. Yao Jing could hear the sound. Zhuo Ya and Qian Wuming had discovered it long ago. Even Zhu Ke knew it, but he didn't hear anything. The cave heaven was much more dangerous than he thought.

Although he didn't see the underground elves, he felt nothing when he touched them. Just based on this, Du Qian knew that the underground elves' strength was definitely above him.

Just as they were thinking that Zhuo Ya and Qian Wuli had already returned, the two servants hurriedly ran over and took the body from Zhuo Ya's hand.

Du Qian walked out of the tent and came to the corpse. Is this the underground elves? He is so ugly that he can actually be called an elves?

He is less than 1.5 meters tall, has a big head and a thin neck, a thin body, long limbs, and pale skin. You can see blue veins under the skin.

The forehead is protruding, the mouth is protruding forward, a row of yellowed teeth, and the green liquid is spitting out of the mouth, which looks quite disgusting.

What surprised Du Qian the most was that this thing had no eyes. In the place where eyes should have, there was a flat piece with a prism-shaped emerald on its forehead, as if it was directly inlaid into the skin, and I don’t know how it was done.
Chapter completed!