Douluo's cold blade

Chapter 4 Hunting Forest
"Xiao Ling, you should think about it clearly. Even Hong Jun recognizes me as his master. If you don't recognize me, there will be no such shop after passing this village."

Flender looked down at the six-year-old Han Ling, and continued to persuade: "You will also become a soul master in the future. Without a good life mentor, you will take many detours. Have you ever thought about suffering a lot?"

"At that time, not only will you not become a great soul master, but you may even stagnate. If you have a teacher at this time, your problems will be solved easily. Even the big things will be small."

Flender said with a smile, "Do you think your life is like this?"

"Uncle, you are wrong."

Han Ling shook his head and said, "I don't deny that your senior soul master has far more experience than rookies like us, but if there are too many necessary detours, then what's the meaning of life."

"You will be a piece of garbage that only depends on your elders. You don't have your own experience. You don't have your own combat thinking when fighting against a soul master. Your brain is controlled by the thoughts of your seniors. Do you want me to be such a person?"

"Besides, my life trajectory is very tortuous. I have experienced begging, I have experienced joy, and I have experienced regrets that have not been too long. I have always taken detours, but I don't think I have suffered a disadvantage."

Flender shook his head secretly, this was just the words of a six-year-old child.

It is rare to be able to understand some truths at this age.

But it was this child who made Flender wish he could put a knife on his neck and let him worship him as his teacher. He knew that this child was smarter than Ma Hongjun, the owner of a special spirit.

How many children like this can you see in a small wild village?
less,
Very few.

Literally less than gifted kids.

Premature wisdom and talent, the former is basically hard to see.

"Well, since you don't want to, then I won't force you." Flender smiled wryly.

In fact, Han Ling knew that it didn't matter at all whether he became Flender's disciple or not, what was important was joining Shrek Academy, because there was a big difference between being a disciple and the teacher-student relationship?
Insignificant, it can be said that there is no difference.

He is considerate of the students of Shrek Academy, and he also takes good care of his own disciples. Since he can become a student of Shrek in the future, why should Han Ling take Flender as his teacher.

Although following Ma Hongjun to Shrek now would make his status embarrassing, as time goes by, this feeling will decrease, because they can see Han Ling's progress and talent.

At this time, the three of them were in a hunting forest. It was a forest for weak soul masters established by the Spirit Hall and the Heaven Dou Empire. The oldest soul beast in it was only ten thousand years old.

It can better protect the soul masters who enter the forest, and can hunt suitable martial arts.

"Hong Jun's martial soul is a mutated phoenix. Its evil fire has high power and strong penetrating power. The soul beasts that will be captured will generally be chosen by the soul beasts with higher attack power."

After entering the forest, Flender said to Ma Hongjun.

For him, entering the hunting forest is the same as entering his own home. It cannot be said that he despises the Spirit Hall. After all, Shrek Academy is a special academy recognized by the Spirit Hall. There are many ways to get in.

"Uncle, if I think my spirit is corrosive, what kind of spirit beast do you think is suitable?" Han Ling raised his head and said.

He has been thinking about a question in his mind, if his cold jade water is corrosive, not to mention it can corrode everything, at least it can corrode plant spirits, what will be the result.

Ma Hongjun said from the side: "Little brat, what are you thinking about? Are you thinking of a way to beat me up?"

"No, you are such a stupid fat man, I can think of ways to beat you up everywhere, why should I consider the reason of Wuhun and Soul Skills."

Han Ling rolled his eyes and said again: "I heard that there are many types of soul beasts. There must be soul beasts that can add attributes to my martial soul, uncle."

Upon hearing this, Flender felt that the theory was probably not wrong, but felt that Han Ling was thinking a little too much.

"Among the types of soul beasts, there are indeed many corrosive soul beasts. Plant soul beasts, such as rotting flowers and blue star lamps, are all corrosive. Animal soul beasts, such as rotten snakes and spiders, are also corrosive. sex."

"However, in the hunting forest, it is very difficult to meet these spirit beasts, because they are artificially bred spirit beasts, and the Heaven Dou Empire in the Wuhun Palace is afraid of accidents."

A corrosive soul beast is definitely not the most trashy existence among soul beasts, on the contrary, it still has a certain status.

Because in addition to being corrosive, some of them are also poisonous, so they definitely have a great advantage in the forest.

"Uncle, let's try to find it, maybe there will be."

"Okay then, while looking for the soul beast for Hongjun, I'll help you pay more attention."

Flender still takes good care of his students. Although Han Ling is not his student, he will become his student one day.

The hunting forest is basically a circle, which indicates that the soul beasts that have been raised in captivity, most of the soul masters in it are not high-level, and there will be no soul saints like Flander leading the team.

Even if there is, it is impossible to meet them in the hunting forest here.

Half a day later, Ma Hongjun got his second soul ring as he wished, which was a 500-year-old flame tiger. The effect of the second soul skill was to increase attack speed and attack power by 30.00%.

During this process, the group of three also met other teams, but nothing bad happened.

Han Ling also saw a spirit beast that vomited poison, but the other party was only a few decades old, and he didn't want his spirit to be poisonous, so he didn't hunt it down.

As it was getting late, the three of them camped in the hunting forest.

As an experienced Flender, he naturally sprinkled a little body powder around, which can cut off the smell perception of the spirit beast and also has the effect of vigilance.

But in Han Ling's view, there are so many actions, you are a soul sage, you can punch a thousand-year-old soul beast when it comes, and you are afraid of decades, hundreds of years of soul beasts?
But when you think about it carefully, Flender is not afraid, but he and Ma Hongjun have to be on guard. He should have just sprinkled the body powder for their sake...

At night, the hunting forest is very peaceful.

Han Ling sat beside Ma Hongjun, the fire light shone on his face, it was very warm.

"I don't know where my parents are, and I don't know their names. From the day I became conscious, I was cared for by a group of cats and dogs. They gave me food, otherwise I would have died."

"When I was two or three years old, I picked up food in the garbage dumps, often begging for a living, and sometimes I was beaten, scolded and stoned by other children."

"It was Grandpa Ma who took me in and gave me food and clothing, but he passed away a month ago."

This is Han Ling's six-year-old life. He has experienced too many things that he has never experienced before. If he was not an adult, he would have starved to death on a certain street.

There are still many children like him, but their fate is far from Han Ling's, no matter in the past, present or future!
(End of this chapter)