"The Cangjian Bamboo is as its name, and its attributes are as sharp as a sharp sword that is unsheathed. Its attack power stands at the top of all plant-based soul beasts. The Cangjian Bamboo is green in green after ten thousand years. It grows by one meter every 100 years. After its cultivation exceeds ten thousand years, it turns into dark green. It also grows by one meter in a hundred years, so its age is easier to judge."

Ling Bai's eyes were like torches, and he said the information from Cang Jianzhu quietly.

"so……"

Mu Yao glanced at him sideways and said lightly: "This Cangjian Bamboo is as high as eight meters, which means that its cultivation is at least eight hundred years. Xiaobai, you have read so many books in the Martial Soul Hall, you should know what the limit of the First Soul Ring is."

"Four hundred and twenty-three years..."

Although this is obtained from the top ten core competitiveness of martial souls collected from the Wuhun Hall, it is derived from the master Yu Xiaogang, who makes it difficult for Ling Bai to have a slight favor, he has to admit the other party’s lofty status in the soul master theory field and is indeed very good at researching soul masters and soul beasts.

"Since everyone knows, why are you still..."

"And the ice and snow power possessed by the Frost Unicorn is more in line with your Qingcang Sword attributes. Absorbing the Cang Sword Bamboo may not bring you greater benefits than absorbing it..."

Mu Yao's voice suddenly increased by octave. With her personality, unless Bibi Dong demanded it, Dilro would not do anything that could take a little risk. Moreover, if there was a slight mistake in the cross-level soul ring, there would be only one ending waiting for Ling Bai.

Death after exploding.

It was already late at this moment. Ling Bai looked up at the starry night sky. Before Mu Yao finished speaking, he interrupted: "I understand what you said, but I have no other choice. The number of Cangjian Bamboo is extremely rare. It is almost the same as that of the Frost Unicorn. It is too difficult to abandon it and go to the Stardou Forest to find Cangjian Bamboo with four hundred years of cultivation. And I believe in the guidance of Qingcang Jian."

"My martial soul cannot lie to me!"

Ling Bai said firmly, with a glitter in his eyes, which made Mu Yao lose his mind and even felt like he was a different life.

The child who was holding in his arms back then had grown up in a blink of an eye...

Have your own thoughts and your own persistence...

In fact, Ling Bai made a decision after careful consideration. In the original work, Tang San was able to cross the level of the human-faced demon spider in the Soul Lord, and even more of the demon spider in the Soul Sect. Everyone was a time traveler, and Ling Bai would never think he was worse than Tang San.

Another point is that a large part of the ability of the soul master to absorb the soul ring depends on physical fitness and spiritual will. Ling Bai has the bloodline of demon-eating, and his body has even surpassed the definition of human beings. Since Qingcang Sword has chosen the eight hundred-year-old Cang Sword Bamboo, it must have its own reasons.

"You...I..."

After reacting, Mu Yao was speechless for a moment, her chest fluttered violently, and a flush caused by anger appeared on her face.

At this moment, there were only the Frost Unicorn in the Soul Hunting Forest who dared to commit suicide and stretched out his head to rub the Qingcang sword held by Ling Bai, not moved by the tense atmosphere between the two.

After a long time, at Ling Bai's insistence, Mu Yao withdrew her momentum and smiled bitterly, shook her head and sighed:

"If you fail, the Pope's Crown will not spare me. Sister, I will have to go to hell with you."

From the moment she was persuaded to take action against Xiao Wu, she was destined to be stubborn as Ling Bai after all.

Hearing this, Ling Bai couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't forget our agreement. If you are rich and noble, don't forget each other. I have just become a saint, and you will soon become a titled Douluo. Unlimited wealth is still waiting for us. How could I die so easily? Sister Mu Yao, when I become the Pope, you must be the chief worshiper of the worship hall!"

"whispering sound!"

Mu Yao curled her lips, obviously not believing Ling Bai's nonsense.

Who doesn’t know that the chief entourage is the 99th-level angel Douluo Qiandaoliu. He is a figure who may not be able to move Bibi Dong. A little guy who can’t even do the first soul ring?

"Red Flame."

Without caring too much about Ling Bai's words, Mu Yao waved her casually, and a hot red flame stream roared towards the proudly standing Cang Jianzhu. She was just a hundred-year-old soul beast. She was not so bad that she needed to release her martial soul.

"Buzz--"

With the most top attack power in the plant system, Cangjianzhu will naturally not sit and wait for death. The green bamboo body is bright and bright, and countless diamond-shaped bamboo leaves fall off on their own, flying and hovering in the night sky, like sharp swords, bringing sharp sword energy to the red flames.

Everything is futile. Even if the innate ability is strong, there is an insurmountable gap between the soul power between the two. The bamboo sword is as fragile as a mantis arm in front of Chi Yan, and it is swallowed up in an instant. Even the body of the Cang Jian Zhu was burned to black by Chi Yan, and there is no power to resist.

“It’s time.”

Ling Bai stepped hard under his feet, and his whole person bounced out quickly like a strong cheetah. A cold light flashed. Under the sharpness of the Qingcang Sword, the Cang Jianzhu was divided into two. Even though the plant-based soul beast had strong vitality, it completely lost its life under such injuries, and a circle of deep yellow soul rings appeared.

Looking at Ling Bai's straightforward movements, Mu Yao's eyes were filled with relief, "Little guy, let's start, I'll protect you."

Ling Bai sat cross-legged, accompanied by the sky-blue halo, slowly condensed all his soul power into the Qingcang sword, and the invisible noble aura was released with the fluctuations of his soul power.

Come on my first soul ring, the beginning of the soul master's road, this life of the Martial Soul Hall will surely surpass Douluo Continent, Bibidong, Hu Liena, Mu Yao, Yueguan, Ghost...

From now on, no one in the War Spirit Hall will repeat the mistakes in the novel!

Under the guidance of soul power, the soul ring of the Eight Hundred Years Cangjianzhu slowly flew towards Ling Bai.

As the eight hundred-year-old Cangjian Bamboo Soul Ring approached, he felt an unprecedentedly powerful pressure, and even his bones made a slight crackling sound under this pressure.

"No matter how the power in the soul ring impacts your spirit, remember to stay awake. Only in this way can you fully absorb the power of the soul ring!"

"Ao!"

The last scene Ling Bai saw was Mu Yao and the Frost Unicorn with worries. Then, his eyes went dark and his consciousness was immersed in a dark world.

What a domineering power...

The blood flowing in the body seemed to be ignited by the sudden power of the soul ring. The heat flow instantly spread throughout the body, instantly baptizing Ling Bai's body.
Chapter completed!