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After confirming Yang Fan's physical health, Yang Wudi also focused his attention on the most important thing.
If a Soul-Breaking Spear Soul Master with innate full soul power wastes his talent, he, Yang Wudi, would be unworthy of the efforts of several generations of ancestors.
However, Yang Wudi also had some answers in his heart at this time!
When he examined Yang Fan's body, he clearly felt the flow of soul power.
A little bit cockroach!
However, before the soul master releases his martial soul, the flow of soul power is vague, and even Yang Wudi, a soul master, cannot judge the exact level.
He could only say that Yang Fan at this moment was stronger than those little fellows who had awakened their martial spirits together.
And it’s much stronger!
"Grandpa...watch this."
When facing other people, Yang Fan must be more careful.
But there are two people in this world whom Yang Fan cannot hide the truth from: one is Yao Lao, and the other is his grandfather Yang Wudi.
Yang Fan's mind moved slightly...
The moment he held the Soul-Breaking Spear in his hand, the soul rings under his feet began to jump out one after another in order.
When the first soul ring appeared, Yang Wudi was already stunned.
"The first ring of a thousand years!"
He couldn't believe his eyes.
At first I thought it was my old eyesight, but when I calmed down I was sure that this was the Purple Millennium.
You should know that no soul master in Douluo Continent can absorb the first soul ring for a thousand years, even if they are born with full soul power.
However, when the third black soul ring appeared...
Yang Wudi's breathing seemed to stop, and the air in the entire room became still.
The whole room was dead silent for a moment!
If the first ring of the thousand years can be explained by Yang Fan's physical training before his martial soul awakened.
What about ten thousand years?
The spiritual impact of a ten thousand year soul ring is a very difficult difficulty to overcome even for a soul master at the soul king level.
He felt that the flow of soul power in Yang Fan's body was very strong, but he never expected that his grandson would be so perverted.
The unconventional spirit ring ratio, coupled with the spirit master strength that is totally inconsistent with his age...
The impact brought about by this has caused Yang Wudi's understanding of this world to begin to collapse.
The surprise in his heart had gradually turned into fear...
"Xiaofan!"
"How many people know about your soul... your soul ring?"
Yang Wudi's lips began to tremble as he spoke.
Such a perverted soul ring ratio can have a greater impact than the innate full soul power.
Once it gets out...
Not to mention the Spirit Hall, any force in Douluo Continent will pay attention.
"Grandpa, don't worry!"
"I have never revealed my spirit ring to outsiders. You are the only one in this world who knows it."
Yang Fan looked at his grandfather's surprised eyes and became excited too.
I just like the way my grandfather looks like he has never seen the world!
"Promise Grandpa!"
"Don't show your spirit ring in public at any time, even to our people, unless your life is in danger."
Yang Fan certainly knows the pros and cons of this, and he has been doing the same thing in recent years.
"Tell grandpa what happened in the past three years?"
Yang Wudi's expression suddenly became solemn, more serious than ever before.
He had heard from Old White Bird in his early years that there was a kind of evil cultivator on the Douluo Continent who could dramatically increase the strength of a soul master.
However, the price of doing so is to consume one's own life!
Yang Wudi didn’t know whether there was such a weird way of cultivation in this world. However, when he saw the changes in Yang Fan over the past three years, his mind was suddenly filled with what Old White Bird had said.
"Grandpa, don't be so nervous."
Yang Fan had known for a long time that this was a question that he could not avoid, so he had already thought of the answer on the way here.
He told his grandfather everything about his experiences in the past three years.
A mixture of true and false!
He told Grandpa the reason why his strength suddenly increased after obtaining the immortal herbs, and also hid the existence of Yao Lao.
"Immortal medicinal herbs?"
Before Yang Wudi could ask carefully, Yang Fan had already taken out the answer from the storage soul guide.
There was a huge chrysanthemum in his hand.
The whole chrysanthemum is integrated, but there is no fragrance leaking out. The pistil in the center is more than half a foot higher than the petals, and the top of the pistil shines with a faint golden glow.
"Fantastic velvet-blooming chrysanthemum?!"
How could Yang Wudi not recognize this kind of thing?
I remember that in the battle between the Spirit Hall and the Haotian Sect, Yue Guan was the main vanguard.
Yang Wudi, who had been refining medicine for many years, could tell at a glance that this strange chrysanthemum was extraordinary. It was a magical product he had never seen in his life.
"Grandpa, this immortal herb is for you."
This is the gift he prepared for grandpa!
The effect of Qirong Tongtianju is to circulate qi to the limbs, circulate blood through the eight meridians, and cultivate an indestructible body.
Judging from the description of the Qirong Tongtianju alone, this fairy-grade herb seems to have nothing to do with the powerful attack of the Soul-Breaking Spear.
However, you would be totally wrong to think like that!
Everyone knows that the Soul-Breaking Spear Soul Master takes an extreme attack route, but many people don’t know that this kind of head-on combat is very dependent on physical strength.
Once your physical strength is not at the same level as your opponent, this head-on battle is like hitting a rock with an egg.
"Give it to me?" Yang Wudi's nose suddenly felt sore, and then he said, "You need this strange chrysanthemum more than grandpa."
"grandfather!"
"I have already absorbed a more powerful fairy herb. It not only provided me with a strong body, but also greatly improved my mental strength. This is why I have the strength of the Four Ring Soul Sect now."
"You also know that the effect of a soul master absorbing immortal herbs multiple times is minimal."
Yang Wudi wanted to refuse again, but Yang Fan's next words made him unable to speak.
"Grandpa, the Poyi Clan needs a Titled Douluo!"
Yang Wudi's heart trembled violently with these words.
Yes!
If he could become a Titled Douluo, the lives of the Pozhi Clan would definitely change, and the lackeys of the Spirit Hall, such as the Elephant Armor Sect, would never shit on their heads again.
Yang Wudi stared at the brilliantly blooming chrysanthemums in front of him...
Yang Wudi was skeptical about Yang Fan's story.
What I believe is that Yang Fan really has immortal herbs, really has become a Soul Master, and really has four soul rings that are different from ordinary people.
Those who don’t believe it also have soul rings!
How could Yang Fan hunt down a ten thousand year old soul beast by himself?
This is absolutely impossible!
Yang Wudi looked at Yang Fan, but at this moment he did not choose to point it out.
This kid has been tight-lipped since he was young!
Yang Wudi was worried that if he continued to question him, the kid would escape from the Pozhi clan again.
But he knew that Yang Fan’s experience in the past three years was definitely not as simple as this kid said.
It is absolutely impossible for Yang Fan himself to hunt down a ten thousand year soul beast!
"grandfather!"
"Do you want to absorb this strange chrysanthemum now? I can help you protect it."
Yang Wudi smiled!
The Soul Sect was able to protect the Soul Douluo, and this kid could even say that, but it also made him feel Yang Fan's filial piety.
"Grandpa, go back and study it and find a suitable time to absorb it."
Yang Wudi had already made up his mind.
Even if the 'curse' of the Po Yi clan prevented him from breaking through to the Titled Douluo, he must touch that barrier in his lifetime and tell Yang Fan about his feelings.
For him and the Pozhi clan, Yang Fan, who has innate full soul power, is the hope for the future of the entire family.
Yang Wudi sat in the chair and didn't know how long it took him to calm down his excitement.
The Pozhi clan actually had a nine-year-old Soul Master. Even if he were to go to the underworld now, he could still hold his head high in front of his ancestors.
"You just came back, take a rest first."
"Grandpa still has some things to take care of. I'll have someone bring you food later."
The joy among relatives gradually faded away, and Yang Wudi's heart was once again filled with troubles within the family.
He now only hoped that the medicinal materials business with the Xingluo nobles that he had just opened up would not be cut off because of this accident.