Douluo's list of gods

Ye Feng walked over from the carriage unhurriedly, casually glanced at the old man in shabby clothes and the young man guarding the gate, and then his eyes paused on the child for a moment, his eyes flashing slightly.

Then he asked: "What's going on?"

Upon hearing the question, the young man first looked at the former. When he saw that he was well-dressed, his original acrimony and disdain disappeared instantly, and he asked very politely: "Is this young master also going to the academy?"

Ye Feng nodded: "The deacon of Wuhun Palace recommended me to come here. The enrollment will be arranged by the master."

As he spoke, he took out the recommendation letter written by Su Yuntao from his arms.

The young man glanced at it, and when he saw the Wuhun Palace's exclusive seal and Su Yuntao's autograph, a flattering smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"It turns out that it was recommended by the deacon himself. I think the young master must be a unique genius!"

As a low-level person who guards the gate, although he has no abilities, he still has the most basic vision.

This letter of recommendation has the signature of a great soul master, which shows that it is not just a routine matter, but more of a personal relationship. It is also recommended directly to the dean, so it must have some background.

For this kind of person, I definitely can't offend him.

Ye Feng smiled slightly and asked, "Can I go in?"

The young man nodded quickly and said, "Of course, you can see the dean's residence as you walk along this road."

As he spoke, he quickly moved out of the way.

Ye Feng smiled and was about to walk in when he turned to look at the boy beside him and said, "If it's convenient, let this little brother come in together."

“Convenient, naturally convenient!”

The young man agreed with a smile, then looked at the old man and hummed: "You are lucky, you met a kind-hearted young master, come in quickly!"

Hearing this, the old man thanked Ye Feng profusely, then looked at the boy beside him and said, "Xiao San, you must study hard after entering the academy. Whether our Holy Soul Village can produce another soul master depends on you. Got it!"

"Don't worry, Grandpa Jack."

After the boy responded, he entered the academy with Ye Feng.

The two of them walked side by side on the neat road, and the boy said, "My name is Tang San, and I am a work-study student from Holy Soul Village. Thank you very much."

Ye Feng glanced at the other party, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said meaningfully: "You're welcome, we are fellow villagers after all."

"Hometown?"

Tang San was a little confused, he didn't remember having such a fellow countryman.

Ye Feng didn't criticize, he just said: "I am from Soul Emperor Village, which happens to be adjacent to your Holy Soul Village."

Hearing this, Tang San was also a little surprised. In his impression, the Soul Emperor Village next door was also quite poor, and the other party's appearance didn't seem like he came from a small village.

Ye Feng chuckled and said, "It's just an outfit, nothing more."

Tang San nodded when he heard this and didn't ask too much. After walking together for a while, he said, "I'm going to report to the Academic Affairs Office."

Ye Feng said: "Okay, then you go over first. We are all in the academy anyway, and there will be opportunities to meet in the future."

"See you."

After answering, Tang San walked in another direction.

Looking at the other person's leaving figure, Ye Feng smiled slightly. He also knew that he would most likely meet him when he came here, but he didn't expect to meet this hanging king so soon.

But my heart is calmer than I imagined...

After a while, Ye Feng found the dean of the college and handed Su Yuntao's recommendation letter to him.

In this letter, he naturally expressed great praise for his martial arts talent.

After witnessing the manifestation of Fude Zhengshen's martial soul, the teaching director attached great importance to it and directly placed him in the best class.

If the academy can really produce a powerful soul master, he will also have a share of the credit.

With the arrangement of the director, many complicated procedures were eliminated. Ye Feng successfully enrolled in the school and was even assigned an independent dormitory.

Before I knew it, half a month had passed.

In the dormitory, Ye Feng sat cross-legged in silence, his breath flowing from his body, his pores opened, and he kept breathing out in a strange rhythm.

His spirit was slowly immersed in a state of emptiness. At the same time, golden light spots floated out from his body, wrapping around his body in a unique trajectory.

After a moment of burning incense, countless dense golden light spots gathered together, swirling and condensing around him.

As a burst of dazzling light bloomed, an extremely pure energy began to transform, and under the intertwining of each other, it actually turned into a yellow ring!

At the moment when the ring condensed, wisps of sacred aura rippled out. Although it was not vast and majestic, it was extremely pure and heavy.

After a few breaths, Ye Feng returned to consciousness and slowly opened his eyes.

Feeling the more abundant power in his body, the corners of his mouth could not help but tilt up slightly: "The first soul ring is done!"

Because when his martial soul awakened, his divine power reached level ten. During this period, besides studying in class, he spent most of his time trying to gather soul rings.

According to common sense, when you reach the corresponding level, you need to hunt soul beasts to obtain soul rings.

But Ye Feng no longer has to work hard to kill soul beasts because of the Conferred Gods List. Every time his divine power reaches the tenth level, the Conferred Gods List will automatically evolve a god-given soul ring.

This kind of soul ring not only perfectly matches the power of Fu Zhengshen, but also reaches the limit of what it can bear.

According to his estimation, his first spirit ring should be around 600 years old, which has already exceeded the limit of 420 three years for ordinary people.

The reason for this is largely because the divine power emanating from the Conferred Gods List has been subtly tempering his body over the years.

Now his physique has already far surpassed his peers invisibly.

Slowly exhaling a breath of turbid air, he collected the soul ring. At this time, his divine power had been raised to the eleventh level, which was rare among his peers.

Of course, the most critical point lies in the essential gap in strength.

According to the rules of this world, your soul power will transform into divine power only after you reach level [-] and become a god. And because of the list of gods, your starting point is already higher than everyone else.

He stood up, stretched his body, and then left the dormitory and walked out the door.

Next, he wanted to try out the first soul skill he had just acquired to see what was so extraordinary about it...