Fengming Douluo

You know, whoever awakens Martial Soul to civilians for free will not only have a steady stream of fresh blood to join, but will also gain a lot of people's hearts.

And Martial Soul Hall’s move is tantamount to drawing a salary from the bottom of the pot, just like cutting logs, directly cutting off the foundations of the two empires from the roots.

In Ma Hongjun's view, the rulers of the Heaven Dou Empire and the Xing Luo Empire were simply overwhelmed, and only then would they give the Martial Soul the beauty of a single stone to the Martial Soul Hall for free to awaken the civilians.

"I don't know why the two empires handed this task to the Martial Soul Hall, but these people are from the two empires. There is the Martial Soul Hall for civilians to awaken Martial Soul for free. The two empires only need to recruit what they need. Soul master talent is enough, worry-free and labor-saving, and..."

Dai Mubai's voice became weaker as he talked, and finally went silent. Obviously, he couldn't even convince him for such a reason.

Tang San said solemnly, "Aside from the hatred with Martial Soul Hall, Martial Soul Hall is indeed grateful for doing so, but judging from the relationship between Martial Soul Hall and the two empires over the years, their ambitions are scary. Is it already swelled to more than just being satisfied with a soul master organization."

"The wolf's ambition is obvious."

Dai Mubai spit out four words solemnly, and said, "Hong Jun, if you were the emperor of the two empires, what would you do?"

Ma Hongjun frowned and said, "Actually, I don't know if the Martial Soul Hall is a wolf's ambition. I don't care if it is good or bad. But now, whether it is public or private, we can't stand on the side of the Martial Soul Hall. I am the ruler of the two empires. I must find a way to form an alliance between the two empires and jointly exert pressure on the Martial Soul Hall. At all costs, I will awaken the Martial Soul to the civilians and bring it back to the Empire. At the same time, I will disarm Martial Soul. The military power of the temple, but, alas." He didn't go on.

"What's the matter?" Tang San asked.

Dai Mubai said solemnly, "Although the wolf ambition of the Martial Soul Palace has already been revealed, but after all, he has not done anything too extraordinary. I am afraid that I am afraid that it is too tight to force it, but it is counterproductive."

Ma Hongjun got up, patted Tang San and Dai Mubai, staring at the moonlight gradually rising outside the window, and said faintly, "Mountains and rain are about to come to the wind, and the peace of this continent may not be maintained for a few years. What we have to do now is to seize the time to Ascension our strength, otherwise it will be useless to think too much, and the night will be late, Mubai, go back to meditate soon."

"Yeah, it's useless to think too much. It's better to hurry up. Ascension our strength is important, otherwise everything is empty talk. You guys should cultivate your breath earlier, I'm leaving." Dai Mubai got up, said and patted Ma Hongjun and Tang San on the shoulders. .

"By the way, if possible, I suggest that Chenzi follow you to Xingluo. The cultivation of his Martial Soul Sky-Breaking Spear requires continuous battles. You Xingluo is more suitable for him." Ma Hongjun said.

Dai Mubai stopped and turned to look at Tang San.

"I was negligent, so it's the brother's responsibility. By the way, remember to close the door for us." Tang San said with a slight smile and waved his hand to Dai Mubai.

"Haha, you really belong to you." Dai Mubai smiled and waved his hand, then turned and left the rooms of Ma Hongjun and Tang San.

They were talking about midnight. Outside the window, the cold moonlight passed through the screens and cast a mottled silver brilliance into the room. Even if the lights were turned off in the room, it still illuminated most of the room.

At this time, Ma Hongjun had no intention of falling asleep. Fortunately, accompanied by Mingyue Qinghui, he sat on his bed, and his mind gradually sank into cultivation.

On the other side, Tang San and Dai Mubai also lost the thought of sleeping, and like Ma Hongjun, they gradually entered the cultivation.

Accompanied by the moonlight outside the window, the wisps of brilliance, like a gurgling stream, fell on Ma Hongjun's body. As the thoughts of Tai Chi in his body worked, they were absorbed and refined by the Tai Chi Soul Xuan in the sea of ​​knowledge by Ma Hongjun.

Tai Chi Gong and Tai Chi View thoughts operate at the same time. Ma Hongjun is immersed in his body, wandering in the torrent of soul power, following the waves all the way, watching the two colors of red gold and blue gold intertwined, rotating with the Tai Chi cyclone, entering the seabed, climbing the sky, and crossing Passing the mysterious and unpredictable space of First Stage, it was transformed by his acupuncture points and reflected the wonders in his mind.

Ma Hongjun felt like he was incarnate into a starry sky with outstretched wings and the extreme fire Phoenix that roamed the stars. He walked with his soul power. Along the mysterious trajectory, he passed through one after another flashing lights like stars. The same was transformed by his acupuncture points, reflecting the wonders in his mind.

As the saying goes, there is nothing outside but nothing inside. Whether it's the dappled dreamy starry sky, or the sacred bridge and changhong, the mysterious space and passage are actually his own Meridians and acupoints.

Ma Hongjun is immersed in deep cultivation, his body and mind are one, his mind is one with Martial Soul, sometimes turning to extreme fire, Phoenix spreads its wings and flying high, sometimes turning red golden sword cut through the sky.

He sang all the way, climbed the sky, flicked his fingers, the red golden sword leaped, and the extreme fire Phoenix spread his wings and hoofs, and Ma Hongjun climbed into a gray, vast and silent void. That is his sea of ​​knowledge and his purple mansion.

There, a Tai Chi picture of red gold and blue gold intertwined with two colors of light, exuding immeasurable soul light, with vigor and vitality, forever in the gray and lifeless Purple Mansion void, on which sits a hazy light and shadow, he is like light Like electricity, like silk like fog.

That is Ma Hongjun's soul projection, the energy body manifested by Mental Energy, which is his soul.

Suddenly, Ma Hongjun's misty soul body opened his slightly closed eyes, his eyes glowing like electricity, as if to break through the gray, lifeless void of Consciousness Sea.

As his thoughts moved, a wisp of Spiritual Sense spread out, and Ma Hongjun drilled towards the mark of Vulcan where Tianxin was.

Being immersed in the deep cultivation, Ma Hongjun could not feel the passage of time. He felt that only a second had passed, and it was as if the sea had already turned into a mulberry field, accompanied by the divine flames gently swaying, emitting hazy spiritual fluctuations, nearly the time has passed. In half a year, compared to the first time seeing the power of Vulcan, he can finally take a step forward.

Ma Hongjun didn't know whether he had improved or the flames of supernatural power had weakened. In short, he could finally approach it now.

After all, the last time he condensed the spirit ring, it was Vulcan's divine power that helped him, so that Ma Hongjun is a little confused until now. Whether he condensed the spirit ring himself or his fifth spirit ring belongs to God bestows spirit ring.

The flames of divine power flickered, accompanied by Ma Hongjun's approach, its dancing posture was a little more lively, and in its dim spirituality, it released a touch of joy to Ma Hongjun.

Ma Hongjun was also very happy. The phantom of Spiritual Sense raised his hand, as if stroking rhubarb, with a petting smile on his face, he raised his hand and touched it forward.

"Hiss! My hands, hands, ah, are muddy, burnt, and cooked."

Ma Hongjun took a breath in an instant, accompanied by his frightening screams, and a small flame of frightened divine power swept up. The red flames slammed up, and with a bang, he burned half of his body in an instant.

"Ah, ah, Xiaohuo, you are going to die, you burned me to death, this time it's not muddy, you burned all of me."

Ma Hongjun jumped and jumped three feet high, tragically shouting and cursing, coming from the remaining lower half of his body in front of the small flames of divine power.

The small flame of supernatural power swayed gently, conveying the fluctuation of apology, and retreated slightly to retreated.

Ma Hongjun's remaining lower body shook his "little hand" and said, "You wait, I will complete the body and then come to you."

After speaking, Ma Hongjun opened his legs, dangling his small hands, and ran away in a hurry.

He felt that the revolution had not yet succeeded and the comrades needed more effort, but it was too shameful. Not only were people almost burned, but even the clothes transformed by Spiritual Sense were burned directly.

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