After half a day, Gong Teng was sent to the camp outside the Soul Hunting Forest.

Through the Wuhun Palace badge, Gong Teng successfully found the Wuhun Palace soul hunting group in the camp.

"It turns out that you are the grandson of the old palace head. That will be easy. In the afternoon we will enter the soul hunting forest. You first choose a soul beast to hunt."

In the camp, a middle-aged man said to Gong Teng.

He is the leader of the soul hunting group, named Linghu Dao, a soul master in his thirties.

Afterwards, the other party handed Gong Teng an atlas of soul beasts and let him choose.

As the manager of the Soul Hunting Forest, Wuhun Palace naturally clearly records the information and locations of the soul beasts in the Soul Hunting Forest that are over a century old.

"Thank you, leader!"

Gong Teng immediately took the album and said gratefully.

"It's okay, you're welcome. I'm a friend of the old palace head. Just call me Uncle Dao."

Linghu Dao smiled and stretched out his hand, rubbed Gong Teng's silver-white hair, and said gently.

"Hey, Uncle Dao!" When Gong Teng heard this, his eyes immediately lit up and he called him "Uncle" affectionately.

A soul-level uncle, no loss!

Moreover, only now does Gong Teng know how extensive the old Gongtou’s connections are.

At least in Notting City, we have so many friends.

For a moment, Gong Teng couldn't help but want to collect the old Gongtou's contacts into a book. He even thought of a name and called it Grandpa's Book of Friends...

"Hahaha, little Gong Teng, you are so sensible. Go ahead and choose a soul beast. But I remind you, it is best to choose a soul beast that is about four hundred years old."

Linghu Dao laughed and rubbed Gong Teng's hair vigorously, then whispered another sentence.

Gong Teng nodded, indicating that he understood.

The highest age of the first soul ring is more than four hundred years.

If it exceeds too much, the person will easily be unable to bear it.

Although Gong Teng's recent physical development has been good, he doesn't want to take risks.

After all, the selection of soul rings in the early stage of Wuhun does not need to be compared with those of three or two years, it is meaningless.

The most important thing is, danger!

In the later stage, with the blessing of some fairy grass and soul bones, you can absorb soul rings beyond the level.

Moreover, Gong Teng feels that his affinity with Blue Silver Grass is perfect.

Maybe he can go to the Blue Silver Forest in the future and ask the Blue Silver King to help condense the soul ring.

Afterwards, Gong Teng began to flip through the book...

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In the afternoon, Gong Teng followed Uncle Dao and others into the Soul Hunting Forest.

The number of people in this soul hunting group is not large, only the standard seven people.

Among them, Uncle Dao is the most powerful front-line fighter, and his martial soul is a nine-eared large ring sword.

Uncle Dao's talent is quite good. He is just thirty years old and his soul power has reached level thirty-five. It is said that he might become a soul saint in the future.

And in the team, except for Uncle Dao, the other six people are also the old Gongtou's connections...

All I can say is, this grandpa is awesome!

"Xiao Gong Teng, what soul beast did you choose?"

Uncle Dao asked as he walked.

Upon hearing this, Gong Teng immediately unfolded the soul beast atlas, revealing one page and said:

"Uncle Dao, this is it, the 404-year-old Wanxu Rong. I am very fond of the rhizome of this soul beast. It is long, thick, and numerous, and its vitality is tenacious. It can cling to the green mountains without letting go!"
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I saw that the page on the album was a banyan tree with a dense crown.

In addition, the rhizomes of this banyan tree can be described as countless.

There are densely packed tree roots, rooted in the soil and rock walls, like big pythons, thick, strong, long and numerous...

Seeing this, Uncle Dao touched his chin and said: "Yes, this spirit beast is indeed very suitable for your Blue Silver Grass martial spirit. Blue Silver Grass has tenacious vitality. Wanxurong's spirit ring should be able to strengthen your Blue Silver Grass."

Rhizomes can also enhance toughness. After all, the rhizomes of Banyan tree are famous for their toughness."

While at the camp, Uncle Dao saw Gong Teng's badge and learned about Gong Teng's martial spirit.

Gong Teng nodded, this is what he valued.

Strengthen the roots, increase toughness, and enhance the vitality of Blue Silver Grass.

This is the first soul ring after all, and Gong Teng doesn’t intend to let himself have any awesome combat power now. He will first lay the foundation of martial arts.

As for the mandala snake soul ring...

Bah, dogs are not chosen!

With the ability to entangle, is it still a waste of a soul skill slot?

Isn't it the ability of many plants to wrap themselves around, such as grass and vines?

Moreover, the soul master's use of martial souls, especially weapon souls, should be mainly based on control. Entangling, an extremely simple ability, can be achieved directly through practice.

"Captain, Gale Wolf is here!"

Suddenly, while Gong Teng was having a lively conversation with Uncle Dao, a team member suddenly became alert, smelled the smell in the air, and said.

He is Su Yuntao, a lone wolf martial soul with a keen sense of smell.

"It's okay, they're just a group of ten-year-old wolves. Just drive them away, Shentu. Don't kill the soul beasts casually."

Uncle Dao waved his hand and immediately said to a team member.

"I understand, leader, leave it to me."

It was a slender middle-aged man named Shen Tuying, a twenty-ninth level great soul master.

Subsequently, Shen Tuying released her martial spirit.

It was a bow spirit. As Shen Tuying pulled the string of the bow, the spirit power naturally condensed into arrows and shot fiercely into the depths of the jungle, frightening away a group of approaching wind wolves.

In this way, the group continued deep into the soul-hunting forest.

During this period, everyone took action many times, frightening away many soul beasts who did not know whether to live or die.

Even in the evening, they encountered a century-old spirit beast, which was a black wild boar spirit beast. It was as strong as a big black bull with muscles all over its body. It seemed to be very strong.

As a result, Uncle Dao took action. With a flash of cold light, he chopped off the head of the black wild boar with one strike.

Although you can’t just hunt spirit beasts casually, you still have to take care of dinner.

When night fell, Gong Teng enjoyed a meal of roasted wild boar.

At first, he was embarrassed to eat too much, but then he couldn't bear it anymore.

I can't help it, this meat is so delicious!

The next day

Gong Teng continued to move forward with Uncle Dao and others, and finally came to the place where Wanxurong took root.

Unlike animal soul beasts, it is generally difficult for plant soul beasts to move their roots.

This is also convenient for Gong Teng. He doesn't have to try his luck to search around in the forest. He just needs to follow the location recorded in the soul beast atlas.

"Gong Teng, step back..."

Then, Uncle Dao asked Gong Teng to take a few steps back, while he lit up his third soul ring.

That's a thousand-year soul ring!

Uncle Dao's soul ring configuration is not perfect, but it is not bad either. It is white, yellow, and purple.

"King Kong Split Wave!"

I saw Uncle Dao shouting loudly, and the soul power in his body poured into the nine-eared large ring knife in his hand.

And under the influence of the soul skill, the broadsword turned into a golden color.

Uncle Sword took a step forward, twisted around and swung the sword into a round shape, then slashed it across the air.

A clang!!

The next second, a golden sword light that was more than ten feet long shot out from Uncle Dao's sword. In the blink of an eye, it covered a distance of tens of meters and struck the banyan tree hard.<

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A click!!

The banyan tree was split open with a deep scar by the golden sword light.

The scar even touched the heart of the tree, causing a large amount of liquid to spurt out.

Wow!!

Suddenly, the Wanxurong rioted, and countless roots were pulled out of the ground, beating wildly on the ground like tentacles.

"Go! Cut off all the roots! Finally, let Gong Teng give it a fatal blow!"

Uncle Dao shouted loudly and led the others to rush forward. After a while, the banyan tree was cleaned up, leaving only a bare trunk.
Chapter completed!