The same change occurred on the little grass snake. The earthy color on its body gradually turned into yellow, and its scales were slightly protruding, and there was obviously some light. The golden threads spread upward from its tail. The originally eight centimeters
The body increased by another centimeter, and all the golden threads converged at its head, finally condensing at a point on its forehead, and the scales the size of a millet grain also turned golden.
Its originally dim eyes seemed to have become a little clearer.
So hot, so hot
Tang Wulin didn't know what was happening to him. Now, he could only feel the intense heat, as if he was burning in a forging furnace, suffering indescribable pain.
I don't know how long it took, but the burning heat gradually decreased, but the numbness and itching appeared in the limbs and bones, as if there were thousands of small bugs crawling out of every part of the body. Tang Wulin thought painfully
He wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound. Now he began to miss the burning heat from before.
He was tortured by severe pain, but his brain was extremely clear, and he could clearly feel every pain in his body.
If the Spirit Transferring Master who had tested him in the Spirit Transferring Pagoda was here to test his mental power again, he would find that his mental power was rising bit by bit amidst severe pain.
When his consciousness began to blur, the pain on his body gradually faded away, and all of Tang Wulin's consciousness disappeared without a trace. The clothes on his body were completely soaked with sweat. The golden grid pattern did not fade this time.
, but quietly penetrated into its skin.
The blue silver grass faded away like a tide, and the little grass snake climbed into Tang Wulin's palm and burrowed in. The golden scales on its forehead also returned to normal, and even its body became dull again.
When Tang Ziran rushed home excitedly, he was blocked by Na'er.
"Brother is fusing souls, so we can't go in." Na'er looked at Tang Ziran firmly.
Tang Ziran was stunned and lost his voice: "What do you mean, he has already fused?"
Na'er nodded, "Brother said that he didn't want to embarrass his father and mother."
Tang Ziran staggered back a few steps and sat down on the chair. In an instant, the expression on his face changed continuously, and a strong look of pain emerged.
He beat his head hard, "Tang Ziran, why don't you dare to face reality, why do you have to be so cowardly. It's your cowardice that harmed this child."
A handful of large federal coins held in his hand were scattered on the dining table. It's too late, it's too late.
Suddenly, he raised his head and said, "Na'er, how long has it been since Linlin fused his soul?"
Na'er said: "It started not long after dad left."
Tang Ziran was startled, "Is there no movement yet? It stands to reason that after such a long time of integration, it should have been completed. Let's go in and take a look."
Na'er hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
Opening the door quietly, Tang Ziran saw at a glance that Tang Wulin was lying on the bed.
"Linlin" he shouted, rushed in like flying, and came to Tang Wulin's side.
The soul ball fell beside the bed, and the grass snake soul inside had disappeared. Tang Wulin fell on the bed with his brows furrowed, and his clothes were completely soaked with sweat.
Tang Ziran was filled with self-blame. He knew very well that this situation should not occur when fusing souls. It was most likely that something went wrong during the fusion of his son.
Tang Wulin fell into a deep sleep, but fortunately, his physical condition was still normal.
Two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks uncontrollably. Tang Ziran hugged his son tightly. How much has this nine-year-old child endured? I'm sorry, son, dad, I'm sorry for you. It's all because of your father's incompetence.
Na'er stood nearby, silently looking at the weeping Tang Ziran, confusion and confusion appeared again in her beautiful big purple eyes.
It was already night when Tang Wulin woke up. He opened his eyes and gradually recovered his consciousness.
He sat up suddenly, subconsciously feeling the changes in his body.
The burning, numbness and itching have completely disappeared, and my whole body feels light and airy. The clothes on my body have been changed, making me feel dry and comfortable.
Breathing seems to have become a kind of enjoyment, and the whole body feels indescribably comfortable.
The soul power in his body has obviously increased a lot. With just a slight movement of his mind, a wave of soul power emitted from his body. At the eleventh level, he must have completed the breakthrough and entered the eleventh level soul power realm, officially becoming a soul master.
.
Although the little grass snake was a waste soul, it finally completed its mission. The sadness in his heart was gradually melted away by the comfort of his body. Tang Wulin thought to himself, even if I can't become a powerful soul master, I have the soul power to do it.
To support him, he can at least become a good blacksmith.
Thinking of this, he waved his arm vigorously.
"Pop!" A light explosion sounded in the air. Tang Wulin was surprised to find that the moment he waved his arm, he seemed to have traveled through the air.
What's happening here
Before he could try again, the door had been pushed open, and four people, three large and one small, rushed in from the outside.
"Son, son, are you okay?" The one who rushed to the front was Lang Yue. She hugged Tang Wulin and couldn't help but burst into tears.
The sky outside the window has completely darkened, and it is already night.
Tang Wulin still remembers that it was the morning when he started to fuse souls, but it has already been so long?
In addition to Lang Yue, Tang Ziran and Na'er, the other person in the family is none other than Tang Wulin's blacksmithing teacher, Mang Tian.
Tang Wulin didn't go to work today. Mangtian called the soul guide communication to ask about it, and then he found out what happened, and he rushed over immediately.
"Mom, I'm fine." Tang Wulin said softly.
Lang Yue lowered her head to look at her son and said resolutely: "Son, let's not be soul masters anymore. Let's just be ordinary people."
Tang Wulin smiled slightly and said, "Mom, I'm really fine. Besides, I'm already a real soul master. I'm at the eleventh level. The fusion went very smoothly. That grass snake soul is very suitable for my martial soul. If
They are powerful souls, and they may not be able to fuse."
Listening to her son's obviously comforting words, Lang Yue couldn't help but shed tears again.
Tang Ziran sighed, the matter was at this point, and it was useless to say anything else. Once the souls were fused, it would be impossible to undo it. Telling his son that he had obtained the money would only stimulate him even more.
"You're at the eleventh level. Release your martial spirit and show me." Mang Tian's deep and deep voice sounded.
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