Douluo's Evil Soul Master Ancestor

Chapter 135 Dark Purple Rose
"Yeah, Xiao Fanfan, don't you remember the past?" Ling Jiuer's face was a little pale at this time, and she came to Lin Yufan's side and asked.

Facing the stares of the three strong men, Lin Yufan's face was calm, and he said lightly: "When I saw the messenger of death you summoned, some memory fragments seemed to appear in my mind. Although they are not complete, they are still there. I can see some memories clearly."

"It turned out to be like this. Amnesiacs may recover some memories when they are stimulated or with previously familiar objects. Congratulations, Afan, you can recover some memories. Do you remember the murderer who attacked you?" Soul Tian nodded his head and said.

Hun Tian has a lot of research on soul and spiritual power, so after listening to what he said, Leng Feng and Ling Jiu'er didn't doubt anything anymore.

"No, among those memory fragments, I seem to be in a medical room, visiting an old man who fell into a coma, and then my memory is not very clear." Lin Yufan shook his head helplessly, and said.

"It's good if you can recover a little bit. By the way, Afan, since you have completed the second mission, how do you deal with these resentful souls and the spirit of death? Can you disband them all?" Leng Feng pointed to the chaos in the void. The scurrying resentful souls, and the spirit of the god of death who can severely damage Title Douluo, said.

"No need to disband, I should be able to put them away." Lin Yufan thought for a while.

"Put it away, how do you put it away?" Ling Jiuer asked curiously.

"I don't know if it's possible, I'll give it a try." Lin Yufan smiled slightly, and with his thoughts, the skull mark on his forehead reappeared, those thousands of resentful souls in the void, and the spirit of death All of them gathered towards Lin Yufan in a disciplined manner as if they had received some order.

After those resentful souls and the spirit of death approached Lin Yufan, they all gathered at one point, and then formed a small gray-black light ball. After all the resentful souls and the spirit of death were integrated into this gray-black light ball, It slowly merged into the skull mark on Lin Yufan's forehead, and the skull mark disappeared.

The surroundings returned to the original tranquility again, and the rustling sound of leaves could be heard faintly. Except for the three of Leng Feng who were still pale, none of them could see the scene of thousands of ghosts coming to the throne here before.

"Afan, you are such a monster!" Huntian couldn't help complaining.

"I don't even look at whose apprentice it is, Old Ghost is envious, hahahaha!" Leng Feng laughed maniacally after a brief shock.

"Xiao Fanfan, how much soul power does your soul control technique need to consume?" Ling Jiu'er did not have such a boring bickering with Leng Feng and Hun Tian, ​​and said, grasping the point.

After listening to Ling Jiu'er's question, both Leng Feng and Hun Tian pricked up their ears. If such an absolute soul-controlling technique consumes less soul power, it would be difficult to face opponents who control ghosts. Absolute advantage.

"This...my ancestral soul control technique doesn't need to consume soul power, it can overtake the control of thousands of souls and undead with just a single thought." Lin Yufan looked at Leng Feng and the other three, and said.

"What! What kind of soul control technique is this? It's simply a divine skill! Xiao Fanfan, can your soul control technique be passed on to the public? As long as you give me this soul control technique, then I will definitely train you to be a Titled Douluo Strong!" Ling Jiu'er said excitedly, her beautiful eyes were bloodshot due to being too excited.

"I can't help it. Although I really want to pass it on to all the teachers and masters, only people with the blood of my family can learn this ancestral soul control technique, and only one of each bloodline can learn it successfully. I hope Dean Ling will forgive me." Lin Yufan turned his head, and said with a seemingly flawless expression.

"Since it can't be passed on to the outside world, forget it. It's a pity. If this kind of magical skill of controlling the soul can be learned in batches, I am afraid that the evil soul masters in Douluo Dalu will be completely wiped out." Ling Jiu'er was very sorry, road.

"Evil Soul Master..." When hearing the word "Evil Soul Master", Lin Yufan always felt that something touched his mind, but he couldn't remember it.

"It's getting late today, let's go back first, we will take you to another place tomorrow, where you have to face a task that is even more difficult than this task, let's go back first." Leng Feng muffled Rubbing his old waist, he opened the mouth and said.

"Yes, yes, your soul control technique saved you once today, but tomorrow's task cannot be solved by your soul control technique." Hun Tian took out a rag, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said .

"As a reward, I will give you a batch of natural treasures. These natural treasures are very good for your cultivation, so you keep them." Ling Jiu'er threw a dark purple bracelet to Lin Yufan, and said.

"Thank you, Dean Ling." Lin Yufan thanked Ling Jiuer as he took the dark purple bracelet thrown from him.

Lin Yufan first dripped a drop of blood on the dark purple bracelet to identify the owner, and then used his mental power to explore the bracelet, and found that it was filled with some very expensive and rare spiritual herbs in the market. Saying yes has great benefits.

"This bracelet is called Dark Purple Rose. It is a storage soul guide. It has a storage space of ten cubic meters. It can store everything except living things in it. You can keep it well in the future." Ling Jiu'er actually thought Suppressing his distress, he said to Lin Yufan.

"I, Afan, will never forget the gift from the dean of Ling." Lin Yufan bowed slightly and thanked him.

Storage soul guides are very precious items in the Douluo Continent, and there is still a storage space of ten cubic meters. This dark purple rose is considered an elite among storage soul guides. It seems that Ling Jiuer wants to use this Dark Purple Rose, let Lin Yufan owe her a favor.

"Since the dean of the Lingda University has given away such precious treasures, I can't be stingy anymore. This is my research on the soul for many years. You should keep it well. It should be useful to you in the future." Hun Tian took out a copy from nowhere. The old but clean big book was handed to Lin Yufan.

"Yo, old ghost Hun, you are willing to give it to my apprentice. I borrowed it from you to take a look, but you didn't even give it to me. Now you don't even blink, and you gave it to my apprentice. You Don't you feel distressed?" Leng Feng said that he didn't expect Hun Tian to fight so hard.

"Tch, it's not like you, as a disciple who can't give you anything as a master, you might as well be my disciple, Afan, do you want to think about it!" Hun Tian looked at Leng Feng disdainfully, and then his expression changed in vain , said to Lin Yufan gently.

"Fuck you, you still dare to poach people's corners, see how I teach you a lesson!" After hearing what Hun Tian said, Leng Feng's temper suddenly rose, and he rolled up his sleeves and said obscenely to Hun Tian.

"Who is afraid of whom? I'm just telling the truth. Do you really think I can't beat you?" Hun Tian also rolled up his sleeves, looking unhappy at you.

Seeing Leng Feng and Hun Tian fighting with each other, Lin Yufan always felt a warm feeling in his heart. Could this be the taste of home?
After Ling Jiu'er blasted Leng Feng and Hun Tian, ​​the two of them settled down and were dragged away by Ling Jiu'er. Seeing this scene, Lin Yufan couldn't help laughing.

After returning to Solo Academy, Lin Yufan first had a very luxurious dinner with Leng Feng and the others, and then chatted with Leng Feng and the others for a long time before returning to Leng Feng's private practice room.

When Lin Yufan came to Leng Feng's office, it was already evening. When Lin Yufan opened the door and entered, he saw a figure lying on Leng Feng's desk, so Lin Yufan lit an oil lamp , Only then did he realize that it was Ah Li lying on the table.

(End of this chapter)