"Blue Silver Grass, Wasted Martial Spirit."

In a hall, there is a young man who looks to be in his twenties, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a handsome appearance. He is wearing a white outfit with a black robe on the back. In the center of his chest, there is a fist-sized soul character.

The young man looked at the little boy with wheat-colored skin in front of him with some disappointment, and called softly: "Next one."

"Uncle, you haven't tested my soul power yet!"

"There's no need to test, I haven't seen anyone with the Blue Silver Grass martial spirit show soul power."

"Uncle, let's test your soul power. It won't take long."

"Okay, let's test it."

The scene in front of the hall was unfolding as expected by a little boy present.

This little boy has black hair and black eyes, and the clothes he wears are heavily patched. His skin is also wheat-colored, and his deep eyes seem to be able to see through everything.

This little boy's name is Ye Feng. He entered this hall this time to awaken his martial spirit.

"Your situation is very special. A genius born with full soul power is a rare genius in a hundred years. It's a pity... it's such a pity. Even if your martial soul is a farm tool, it is much stronger than the useless martial soul Blue Silver Grass.

In that case, I can also...hey..."

Su Yuntao shook his head and sighed, glanced at Ye Feng, who was the last one, and shouted: "Next one!"

Tang San still had many questions in his heart, especially about the spirit ring. Seeing what Su Yuntao said, he could only temporarily step aside and let Ye Feng enter the formation.

Ye Feng stood in the formation, and the golden soul power began to seep into his body. The warm feeling was very comfortable. He felt that something like a shackle had been broken in his body.

"Ding dong!"

"The system detects that the host is awakening the spirit, triggering the conditions for the system to wake up. The system begins to bind to the host!"

"Binding progress: 10%."

"Binding aggressiveness: 20%."

"Binding progress: 30%."

…

A holographic progress bar image appeared in Ye Feng's mind.

"system???"

"I'm finally going to have a golden finger!"

"Six years. System, do you know how I lived these six years?"

"Golden Finger...I will finally have my own golden finger."

"If you want to become stronger, you finally have hope."

Ye Feng was very excited and wanted to laugh to the sky. His good character allowed him to suppress it all.

"Binding progress: 100%."

"The martial soul is finally awakening."

Ye Feng took a quick glance at Tang San, who was standing aside obediently. Tang San was still digesting the knowledge he heard from Su Yuntao.

Ye Feng paused inwardly, and secretly said curiously: "Tang San is not from the Holy Soul Village. I heard from Grandpa Jack that I am not from the Holy Soul Village either. Before my parents died, they happened to meet him passing by.

He entrusted me to him. Then my martial spirit should not be a useless martial spirit. But having said that, I really envy Tang San for awakening his twin martial spirits. The son of destiny is really the son of destiny, he is different from others.

"

"Ding dong!"

"The system has detected that the host is envious of Tang San for having twin martial souls. The system is dissatisfied and will help the host awaken the third martial soul!"

"What, the Three Lives Martial Spirit?" Ye Feng was shocked in his heart, his pupils widened.

"Yes, host." The system confirmed.

"System, are you kidding?" Ye Feng questioned.

From ancient times to the present, no one has ever possessed a three-life martial spirit. Only ten thousand years later, a monster with a three-life martial spirit appeared in Douluo Continent.

"The system doesn't bother to joke. Host, please choose your first martial spirit." The system's voice fell, and a holographic image appeared in Ye Feng's mind.

"Dinghai Shenzhen, Sun Shooting Bow, Xuanyuan Sword..."

"For the first martial spirit, I choose Xuanyuan Sword!" Ye Feng said to himself without hesitation.

"Are you sure?" the system asked.

"Sure!" Ye Feng affirmed. In the Chinese plane, the sword is known as the King of Hundreds of Weapons.

"Congratulations, you have obtained your first martial spirit, Xuanyuan Sword. Please continue to choose the second martial spirit." The system congratulated you.

Another picture appeared in Ye Feng's ocean of consciousness.

The picture this time is very different from the previous one, it is no longer an attack type martial spirit.

"Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda, Blue Silver Emperor, Nine Heart Xuantang, Ice Scepter..."

"System, please introduce this Nine-Hearted Xuantang. Is it any different from the Nine-Hearted Begonia?" Ye Feng asked curiously.

"Jiu Xin Xuantang belongs to the mutated martial spirit of Jiu Xin Haitang, and its grade is comparable to that of the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda and the Blue Silver Emperor. As a mutated martial spirit, Jiu Xin Xuantang is no longer limited to its healing ability, but focuses on the mysterious character.

It reflects its infinite possibilities." The system introduced in detail.

"Well, I will choose Jiuxin Xuantang as my second martial spirit." Ye Feng said excitedly.

As a time traveler, Ye Feng knows that there are two directions for martial souls to mutate. One is to mutate in a bad direction, such as Da Shi Yu Xiaogang's martial soul Luo Sanpao; the other is to mutate in a good direction.

Mutations, such as Feng Xiaotian's Gale Two-Headed Demonic Wolf. Since Jiuxin Xuantang's grade is not weaker than Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda and Blue Silver Emperor, its mutation must be in a good direction.

If you don't choose this martial spirit, you must be stupid.

"Are you sure?" the system asked.

"Sure!" Ye Feng affirmed.

"Congratulations, you have obtained the second martial spirit, Jiuxin Xuantang. Please continue to choose the third martial spirit."

Another different picture appeared in Ye Feng's ocean of consciousness.

"The Eye of Shura, the Golden Eye, the Heavenly Golden Eye, the Eye of Holy Light, the Eye of Hell, the Eye of the Undead..."

Ye Feng discovered that the selection interface for the third martial spirit was all eye-type martial spirits.

If Ye Feng's guess is correct, the first martial souls are all offensive-type martial souls, the second martial souls are auxiliary-type martial souls, and the third martial souls are spiritual-type martial souls. The meaning of the system is already obvious.

Yes, this is to let Ye Feng take the route of a strong individual soldier. With the power of one person, he can fight against ten thousand enemies.

"Just choose the Eye of Hell!" Ye Feng said.

"Are you sure?" the system asked.

"I don't know which one to choose, so I have to choose one at random. Let's choose the Eye of Hell!" Ye Feng said in a casual tone.

"Congratulations, you have obtained the third martial spirit, the Eye of Hell."

After the system finished speaking, Ye Feng's eyes were filled with warmth, and a warm current was nourishing his eyes. His left and right hands also had the same feeling.

"Child, are you deaf? I ask you to stretch out your right hand!"

Su Yuntao's voice sounded in Ye Feng's ears.

Ye Feng complied and stretched out his right hand.

It is a colorless begonia flower. Although the begonia has no color, the flower shape is extremely beautiful. It is crystal clear, like a piece of top-quality jade. It is brilliant and extraordinary.

However, Su Yuntao shook his head and commented with a sigh: "The pear blossom has no color at all, and it is also a useless martial spirit. It seems that my trip to the Holy Spirit Village was in vain this time. Okay, let's go out."

When Ye Feng heard this, he didn't make it clear. He put away Jiu Xin Xuantang with his thoughts. He felt that before he grew up, he only needed to know whether the martial spirit was good or bad.

Ye Feng looked at Su Yuntao and reminded with a smile: "Uncle, you haven't tested my soul power yet!"
Chapter completed!