Lord of Souls

Night, twelve o'clock.

Just after a second, Tian Qingqing opened his eyes on time.

No matter which university the soul master department is in, it is a key department. Bingcheng University is also one of the 18th National Congress of the Communist Party of China. Tian Qingqing is also known as the future star of Bingcheng University.

Therefore, Tian Qingqing's bedroom is not an ordinary bedroom.

It is a luxury villa.

Not to mention the decoration and layout of the villa, the key is that there is a large open space outside the villa for Tian Qingqing to train his soul pet.

Just half an hour later, Tian Qingqing in the training ground had already entered a state of daze.

Because of Mo Lin Python's fangs, its power increased dramatically!

Without a professional evaluation, Tian Qingqing had already realized that the proficiency of Venomous Teeth had gone from mastery to mastery.

And all this requires only three low-level soul crystals!

The shock in my heart is beyond words, but after the shock is a deep fear.

The Hall of Myriad Tribulations, the Lord of Myriad Tribulations...

and the source of all souls.

The past experience made Tian Qingqing extremely insecure, and at this moment, Tian Qingqing involuntarily took out his mobile phone and opened the address book.

His fingers stayed on the name "Brother-in-law. Bai Tianyu", but Tian Qingqing suddenly stopped.

Under the moonlight, she stopped for a long time.

Until she smiled complicatedly.

"Forget it, don't disturb him."

"He's too busy..."

...

Bingcheng, settle down.

When Anton opened his eyes again, he saw the nervous father and mother.

After a big yawn, Anton realized that his father almost died today.

He got up in a hurry to start the child filial piety session, but he didn't want to be slapped on the bed by his mother.

"What about the evolutionary type!?"

Anton: "No change..."

"But the soul crystal is 80 less, where is the money!?"

"here……"

The bronze-colored soul light rose slightly and disappeared in a flash. Anton scratched his head embarrassedly, but his fat face was filled with the proud expression of "please praise me, praise me quickly".

What he didn't want to usher was not praise, but the faces of his parents.

After a long while, Father An said quietly: "Can even the realm of strength be directly improved..."

Mother An also looked complicated: "Although I didn't get the evolutionary type, it's quite a loss, but son, you..."

In short, the mood is very complicated.

For a moment, say good night to each other.

Anton was about to fall asleep when he heard the knock on the door again.

Open the door, it's Mother An.

Before An Dong could speak, Mother An had already stuffed a bag of soul crystals into An Dong's hands.

That heavy weight...

"This is all the savings of our family. But don't spend it all on yourself. Change the evolutionary type, the stronger the better, the better. I have a way to exchange these materials for more money."

Anton: "...Mom, you have to be the one to make money..."

Sending away Mother An had just gone to bed when the knock on the door rang again.

Open the door, it's Father An.

Then I heard Father An hesitantly say: "Next time, you can ask me again, do I really have no fate with that adult?"

"I think this should be negotiable."

Anton: "..."

...

After sending An Dong and Tian Qingqing away, Xia Lin finally no longer has to maintain the force of the Master of the Soul of Myriad Tribulations.

Stand up from the chair and quickly walk to the stone monument of [Strength] and [Skill].

After communicating with your mind, you can see two lines of text [Current Strength Points: 4000] and [Current Skill Points: 1.5]!

"The exchange ratio of intermediate soul crystals and low-level soul crystals is 1:100. I took half of it, and this number is correct."

And 4000 strength points is not enough to raise Xia Lin's strength level to the bronze stage - although Xia Lin also needs to rebate for his own consumption, he still has to have 80 intermediate soul crystals in the first round.

But still, don't worry.

Now Xia Lin has no need to improve his strength.

Leaving the Soul Palace, lying on the bed and taking out his mobile phone, Xia Lin searched for Tian Qingqing.

Young and beautiful, bronze stage soul master, with a space ring.

There are not many such people in the whole country.

Now the Internet industry is so developed, as long as people exist, there must be traces!

Sure enough, Xia Lin quickly found Tian Qingqing's information.

【Daughter of Heaven, White Phoenix of Ice City! 】

[The champion of the last 18th National Congress! 】

[Most likely to be the lover of Bai Tianyu Legend...]

The last piece of information made Xia Lin stunned.

Bai Tian Yu, one of the Four Legends of the Chinese Kingdom, has a noble status and terrifying power. More importantly, he is young and handsome, only thirty-seven years old this year!

Considering the space ring on Tian Qingqing's hand... This gossip is also well-founded...

"But what are you thinking about?"

Xia Lin only needs to know that Tian Qingqing is a rich woman and that's it.

As for the fact that there is a legend standing behind her... how should I put it, tonight's collision with Father An made Xia Lin realize that even a legend might not have the ability to forcibly break into the Temple of Myriad Tribulations.

Then what am I afraid of?

...

In the next few days, Xia Lin and An Dong met every day.

The two kept discussing the assessment of the 18th National Congress of the Communist Party of China.

In general, the framework for Anton to take Xia Lin to take off is still set... And halfway, Xia Lin searched the Internet "cheaply", and just found the championship video of the last 18th National Congress.

Tian Qingqing in the video wears light makeup and has a high and cold temperament like a Valkyrie, different from yesterday.

An Dong was stunned for a moment, but said nothing, as if he had other plans.

In short, although Anton is a little stunned sometimes, he has a lot of ideas, and his brain is actually very bright. Xia Lin briefly mentioned Anton, and then it all depends on Anton.

The evening of the third day, eleven fifty-five.

Xia Lin entered the Temple of Myriad Tribulations first.

...

Tonight, Xia Lin did not wait for Tian Yu to come.

At exactly twelve o'clock, Xia Lin pulled people on time.

And this time, An Dong's family didn't do anything wrong, and Tian Qingqing also quickly got feedback.

The two soul lights traveled through the void and reached the Temple of Myriad Tribulations in an instant.

The gray fog automatically wrapped around Anton, repeating the last shape, concealing Anton's identity.

After the two of them stood up, Xia Lin coughed and said, "Let's start."

Behind him, four stone monuments emerged, but Tian Qingqing said, "Respected Soul Master, before An Dong could leave."

She stooped and bowed, and the beautiful curves were unobstructed.

"What's the matter?"

Tian Qingqing reached out and pointed at Anton.

"I want a disguise too."

"Can."

The voice fell, and the gray fog floated again, covering Tian Qingqing, forming a pure white mask and robe.

It was her choice.

Black and white double evil belongs to...

Tian Qingqing is not stage fright like Anton. After putting on the disguise, he naturally came to the first chair on the left and sat down. Instead, Anton took a beat and hurried to his seat.

Tian Qingqing squinted at An Dong, and then glanced at the soul master, who seemed to be uninterested in anything. With simple words, she opened her mouth.

"Sir Soul Master, I have something to ask."

Xia Lin flicked his index finger, tapped the armrest twice, and listened to Tian Qingqing.

"Is our party once every three days?"

Xia Lin didn't respond, just looked at Anton, who quickly explained: "Sometimes one day, sometimes three days, sometimes a week."

"Apart from Lord Soul Master, is it just the two of us at the gathering?"

Anton didn't respond, and Xia Lin said, "I just woke up."

Tian Qingqing nodded clearly and asked again: "Then, Lord Soul Master, I would take the liberty to ask, do you want to hold such gatherings more often in the future?"

Xia Lin didn't nod or shake his head, but calmly replied, "It doesn't depend on me, it depends on you."

"If you don't want it, I won't force it."

"If you want, I am happy to provide you with such a venue."

"I slept for too long, and I don't mind listening to some outside news from your mouth, and I don't mind letting you touch the light of the Soul Hall."

Tian Qingqing got up immediately and said respectfully, "Your Excellency is kind."

Under Xia Lin's eyes, Tian Qingqing sat down just now. Xia Lin could see that Tian Qingqing's eyes began to shine under the mask...

That is the light of ambition.

"My lord, I have such an idea."

"Since Lord Soul Master can accept us to pay homage to Soul Master and the stalwart of Soul Palace, then I think the form of our gathering can also be slightly changed. It can be changed to be more formal, more ritualistic, and more meaningful. It's worth a little..."

"Of course, all of this must be approved by you, Lord."

"I have no opinion."

Tian Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Can your lord allow me to briefly talk about my thoughts?"

"Um."

...

Xia Lin felt that Tian Qingqing was a bit interesting...

From the inside and outside of her words, it is not difficult to hear that this woman has identified with the Temple of Myriad Tribulations and considered herself a part of it.

Through some "irrelevant" little things, she madly brushed her presence in front of the soul master, and thus improved her status in this circle.

But these things she said are really not trivial things...

The Lord of Myriad Tribulations must not care about these things, but Xia Lin cares! Can't manage your own circle well? You must take good care of your leek field?

But as the Lord of Myriad Tribulations, there is no way to say this.

Anton's brain was not bright when it was supposed to be bright, and he didn't think about it.

But I don't want Tian Qingqing, a new leek, to take the initiative to mention this...

Xia Lin was simply overjoyed.

Then I heard Tian Qingqing say again.

"First of all, our meeting must have a name, and the name is very important!"

Anton chicken nodded as if pecking at rice: "Yes, yes, names are very important."

Tian Qingqing: "As for the name..."

After speaking, she looked at Xia Lin.

Seeing Xia Lin squinting slightly, for a moment, he spoke softly.

"I am the master of all souls."

"The Soul Palace is the source of all souls!"

"My will is the will of the soul! And you, both my followers and the soul's followers!"

"Name... Well, I vaguely remembered that before I fell asleep several times, I once had such an organization..."

He was silent, he thought.

until he speaks again.

"Let's name it, Soul Intent Secret Society."