Chapter 218

The power of the soul can also be borrowed?

Before Angel thought out the answer to this question, nice shouted with a complaining tone: "I said old man, you're wrong. It hurts me to pit old friends for my students

"Don't you want to know the truth about the gray fog?" Sanders put his hands around his chest and looked like he was out of it.

"I want to, but I'm not in a hurry. When Angel grows up for a while, the soul power will be enough, won't it?" Nice doesn't mind waiting for decades. Anyway, wizards live a long life. Sometimes it takes years or even decades to study a subject. Perhaps when he thoroughly studies the gender issue at hand, angel's soul power will reach the standard.

They have known each other for nearly a hundred years. Although the relationship is not as "one old friend at a time" as nice said, it is still passable. At least Sanders knows nice enough. You know what he's going to fart when you look at his pouting ass.

Sanders: do you think your apprentice can wait decades to start with angel

Nice frowned and whispered in his heart: Yes, he can wait for decades, but maybe when angel's soul power is enough, Saka has killed angel.

However, nice turned and thought, "it doesn't matter if you kill him. Anyway, the soul is still there."

Sanders laughed, "I said I would take angel's soul even if he died. Do you think I'll lend you my soul then?"

Nice: you will! But I'm sure to get a lot of magic crystals!

Sanders said, "even if your apprentice didn't kill angel, when angel's soul power takes shape, he must have been promoted to an official wizard. At that time, he can know what the fog is, so why ask you?"

Nice thought about it. It seemed reasonable.

Sanders further increased the temptation: "even if he agreed to let you study at that time, from the principle of equivalent exchange, a wizard exposes the soul of the most Chicheng city to another wizard, which means he has risked his life. He uses his life as a trading chip, what price can you pay to make him trade with you at all costs?"

Nice's expression was a little struggling, because Sanders's last words were heartbreaking. It seems that as long as he misses today, no matter how he chooses, he will pay a great price to get the opportunity to study angel's soul.

But if he wants to know the truth of the fog now, he must pay the power of his soul. Moreover, in order not to be excluded by angel's soul, he must pay the most quintessential soul power, which is equivalent to consuming his own cultivation and refining his soul for angel.

One side is to consume cultivation accomplishments now, and the other side is to pay a high price in the future. Nice was hesitant and a little difficult to choose.

However, angel, who was pushed by the two as "chips" to change glasses, felt inexplicably desolate.

After a while, nice thought for a moment and finally made up his mind: "well, I'll lend him the power of my soul for the time being." Nice turned to angel and said, "it's cheap for you this time. In order to lend it to you, I'll spend at least two years of cultivation, and your soul can be more pure... You really worship a good mentor!"

Sanders: "there's no saying who's cheap. Don't you also want to know what the fog is? As a soul master, maybe you can analyze more connotation of the fog. Maybe you can also practice this soul technique? Therefore, it's too easy for you to use this kind of words to empty your gloves."

Nice just pointed out the harm of the power of soul to himself and the benefit to angel, naturally in order to beg for a favor. Although angel is very good at present, who can make it clear in the future? He can ask for a favor at will. Why not.

Nice was not annoyed by Sanders. Anyway, whether angel wants to write down this favor or not is not something Sanders can stop. It all depends on angel's own values; He just needs to click to stop, let Angel understand what he is going to do next, and let Angel judge the rest by himself.

"The power of soul cultivated by everyone is different, and the power of alien soul is excluded, so I can only lend you the essence of the power of non attribute soul." As nice explained to angel, he began to refine his soul power: "you should know it in your mind. When the soul power fills your whole body and is enough to pry the gray fog, you should stay away from me. Otherwise, even the essence of the soul power, it is not accumulated by yourself in the end, and more is not good for you."

When Angel confirmed that there was nothing wrong, nice went to Sanders and said, "my body will be taken care of by you."

Say it, nice sat down cross legged, followed by a soul ribbon technique, nice's soul body came out directly.

Angel now, nice's soul is different from other people's souls. He is clearer and more solid. From the appearance, he has no soul characteristics, just like a real person. If Angel didn't watch nice's soul out of his body face to face, he couldn't judge.

After turning into a soul, nice drifted to angel.

"I'm going to start. When the power of my soul enters your soul, you'll start to prepare to pry the fog."

"I see!"

At the next moment, there was a little glittering light on nice, which were the most quintessential soul power. These glittering lights surround nice like fireflies.

"Absorb it! Until you can pry the fog." Nice drank.

It seems to be the instinct of the soul to absorb these glittering lights. Angel only needs to gently approach the glittering lights, and the soul will take the initiative to bring these glittering lights into the body.

With the essence of the soul into the body, angel felt that there was a huge stove in the depths of the soul, which burned the soul.

Every point of glittering light entering the body is like a combustion supporting agent, which directly falls into the stove and burns the nameless flame even more.

The energy of the soul was dead, but at this moment, all the energy began to activate and boil. Angel felt like water in a hot pot, smoking and spitting out hot bubbles.

The soul is calcined, and the power begins to boil and sufficient. Although Angel felt a little uncomfortable, he thought of nice's words, endured the burning of his soul and began to pry the gray fog deep in his soul.

With the expansion of the power of the soul, angel manipulated the gray fog more easily.

At first, angel could only move slightly, but now he can control a small piece of fog to move out.

About a minute or two later, the effect of Yingguang entering the body began to saturate, and the power of the soul was burned to the extreme by the stove. Angel felt that the soul was extremely sufficient and full, and the gray fog was enough to diffuse out under his control.

At the same time, angel's soul began to swell. He immediately left the glittering and translucent range and floated further away.

Nice saw Angel leave, he also took back the glittering light outside his body.

At this time, nice's soul is a little more erratic than the initial condensation. Although it is still not obvious, if a careful person can distinguish the difference between real person and soul.

Nice returned to the * *, his face a little white and his spirit was more depressed than before.

"I've lost a lot this time. I thought it would take at most one or two years of cultivation, but the boy's soul quality has reached this level. Even the soul furnace has appeared! I've spent at least four or five years of cultivation!" Nice complained repeatedly and growled at Sanders, "are you sure this guy is really not a soul system? Even if it is a nightmare soul body, the soul quality is not so high?"

"Nightmare soul body is also graded." Sanders pointed to Angel: "his nightmare body level should be higher than me."

"Nightmare soul body is divided into classes? There are classes in this system?" Nice didn't know about the nightmare soul body, but only knew that it was a special constitution instigated by Sanders: "are you sure he doesn't have soul talent? My soul furnace was reluctantly summoned when he was also a second-class apprentice. This guy hasn't trained his soul, but his soul quality is high enough to generate a soul furnace?!"

"No, he's a magic talent." Although Sanders was sure of what he said, he was not sure, because when testing angel's talent, the tree spirit said that angel had another talent besides the mysterious side illusion talent, and it was also a mysterious talent. However, his spiritual sea defense was too strict, and forced breakthrough would cause damage to him, so the tree spirit did not detect the second talent.

Sanders thought to himself: is his second talent soul talent?

Whether angel has soul talent or not, Sanders didn't intend to say it before he was promoted to the official wizard. If you don't even care about a talent, you will rush into another completely different field and may not learn anything in the end.

"Talent is only a reference, not an inevitable condition to measure a person's future direction. I think angel should also achieve something in learning soul art." Nisdor.

"Maybe." Sanders said faintly, "don't you go and see the specific effect?"

"Go, go!" Nice said angrily, "it's really a loss this time! My five years of work is at least equal to the boy's ten or eight years of cultivation. After this fusing of his soul, it's estimated that no one's soul quality can surpass him in the apprenticeship stage."

Sanders smiled: "in another way, at least frost moon people will not encourage you to go to the front line when they see you like this."

"Frost moon Alliance..." nice sneered and didn't speak.

Nice took angel to a deeper underground cave dedicated to experimenting with magic. It was a completely metal room with magic array protection engraved on the ground. Nice asked angel to stand in the middle, and all kinds of alchemical props were aimed at angel, just to record the accurate data of gray fog.

"It should be enough to release a soul spell. Right here. Let me see what the gray fog is." Nice's eyes lit up: "if it can be analyzed, I won't lose too much this time.".

The fullness of the power of the soul has kept angel in a painful state. Hearing nice's words, his repressive state can finally be relaxed.

The drum swings the soul. Angel releases all the soul power he gets from nice. The gray fog in Angel rushes out madly at this moment!

Just as the gray fog left angel's soul, a strange smell shrouded the underground cave

When the gray fog diffused, the thick and steady power was immediately sensed by them.

"How could it be?! this is..." nice's eyes were full of surprise: "I remember, I said how can I be so familiar! This is the law rhythm that appeared that day!"

Nice immediately reacted and shouted, "Damn it! Sanders, you're biting me again!"

Sanders felt the familiar vein and flashed a clear color in his eyes: "sure enough, this is... The vein of gravity."