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After a while, the data paused and no longer continued to rise, but just maintained fluctuations within a range.

Turn off the instrument and the helmet rises.

"alright."

Tang Wulin really felt a little dizzy. Just now, he felt that some slight stimulation was transmitted into his brain. He seemed to have seen the golden world when he had just merged with his soul, which was still very blurry. Before he could try hard to look carefully, the test was over.

"Very good data." The spiritual master smiled and nodded to him. "You are the best soul savant I have tested in the past year. Your mental power is 38. Remember this data, I will issue you a test report. You can hand it over directly when you go to the Intermediate Soul Master Academy."

Because he was completely confused about the mental power system, Tang Wulin was not very clear about what Thirty-eight meant.

Looking at his confused eyes, the spiritual master kindly said: "The spiritual power of the Lingyuan Realm has a value range of one to one hundred. Below thirty is the initial level of the Lingyuan Realm, thirty to sixty is the intermediate level, 60 to ninety is the high level, and 90 to one hundred is the peak of the Lingyuan Realm. At a young age, it is not easy for you to enter the intermediate level of the Lingyuan Realm. I am already a level 28 great soul master, and my mental power is only eighty-seven. If you reach the intermediate level of the Lingyuan Realm, it is okay for you to merge a yellow soul that has been over for a hundred years."

Finally, there was some good news, and Tang Wulin's originally depressed mood suddenly improved a little. Moreover, the introduction of the spiritual level by this spiritual master also allowed him to see the magnificence behind another door in the soul master world.

"Then it depends on your luck." After coming out of the room where the mental strength was tested, he took Tang Wulin directly to an adjacent room.

This room is much larger, with a huge instrument as high as three meters and a width of six meters. You can see that inside this instrument, there are many spherical objects with a diameter of about one foot, emitting a faint light on it. Each one is exactly the same.

The spirit master pointed to the two buttons in front of the instrument and said: "The green button starts, the red button stops. After stopping, the soul ball where the soul you randomly draws will roll out. Get ready and you can start."

Looking at the strange and novel machine in front of him, Tang Wulin's heartbeat speed began to accelerate. The head teacher Lin Ximeng once said that the quality of the soul will largely determine the strength of the soul master. A powerful soul can even help the soul master improve the level of soul power after fusion. But similarly, if the soul is too weak, the soul skills brought to the soul master will be very weak. A soul master can only have nine soul skills in his life, and it is too rare to reach the nine rings. Therefore, for low-level soul masters, every soul skill is extremely important.

What is due, it is always coming.

Tang Wulin gritted his teeth and pressed the green button violently.

Suddenly, a series of lights lit up in the machine, illuminating the soul balls with a faint halo.

There were at least hundreds of soul balls in the machine, and they began to slowly surround them according to the track. The speed was extremely fast, giving people a dizzy feeling.

The appearance of the soul ball completely separates the internal soul. You can't see anything with your eyes. Everything can only be left to fate.

Tang Wulin's hand was placed on the red button, and his palm, which was very stable with the eighty kilograms of tungsten steel hammer, was trembling slightly at this time. He knew that pressing this time would probably determine his destiny on the path of soul master!

Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes nervously, and finally pressed his right hand heavily.

"Bang--" The rotation stopped, and a white soul ball fell from the exit of the machine and rolled into the metal box beside Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin subconsciously opened his eyes and turned his head to look. For a moment, his heartbeats like a drumbeat.

The spirit master came over and took out the soul ball and handed it to him.

"Let's go out and see."

Holding the soul ball in his arms tightly, Tang Wulin gasped for a few quick breaths, looking at it as if he was looking at the most precious treasure in the world.

Finally got it, this will be my first soul!

It was so nervous that he returned to his father. The spiritual master brought an oval instrument and handed it to Tang Wulin.

"Press this button and shine the light of the instrument on this soul ball, and your soul will break out of the shell. The right to release the soul belongs to you."

Not to mention that Tang Wulin was nervous, even Tang Ziran couldn't help but clench his fists at this time. What would it be?

Tang Wulin looked at his father, and Tang Ziran nodded to him with encouragement.

Press the button, a soft yellow light fell down and shone on the soul ball. The soul ball itself also emitted a faint light, and the originally sealed sphere gradually became transparent, and the existence inside could be vaguely seen.

Tang Wulin obviously felt that a faint breath of life appeared in the soul ball, and then the soul was moving slightly.

What exactly is it?

At this moment, the light emitted from the soul ball turned white. In the center of the soul ball, a circle of brighter light flashed, and the entire soul ball slowly opened from the center.

Seeing the white light appear, the spirit master said next to him: "Ten years of soul."

Tang Ziran's eyes darkened. God did not favor his son after all. The hundred-year-old soul, which was sold for one million, was indeed not so easy to extract.

Tang Wulin stared at the gradually opened soul ball, ten years of soul, what was his first soul?

The white light began to converge, the entire soul ball was completely opened, and the soul inside finally appeared in front of him.

When the first sight of it was seen, the spiritual master's face changed slightly, and Tang Ziran, Tang Wulin and his son were all stunned.
Chapter completed!