Rebirth Douluo My Martial Soul is the Twelve Talismans

After Tang San heard the noise, he quickly came over to check the situation.

"Teacher, what's wrong with you?"

Yu Xiaogang, who woke up leisurely, looked at Tang San in front of him and quickly backed away: "Xu Shilin, I am not your mother, stay away from me!"

"Teacher, I am Tang San!"

"You are a mistress, are you really a mistress?"

"What's wrong with Master Tang San?"

"Teacher Zhao, I didn't know that I came over as soon as I heard the teacher yelling!"

Yu Xiaogang looked at Zhao Wuji in front of him, hid behind Tang San, stuck out his head and asked cautiously: "Fa Hai?"

"What Fahai?"

With the arrival of Zhao Wuji, other people also came one after another. Except for the three girls who did not come, everyone else looked at Yu Xiaogang strangely.

Yu Xiaogang looked at Flanders and asked cautiously: "Xu Xian?"

"What Xu Xian? I am Flanders. We have been friends for so many years, and you have forgotten me?"

"Xiaoqing?"

"Xiaogang, I am Erlong! Who is Xiaoqing? Are you seeing someone outside?"

"Dawei Tianlong?"

Ma Hongjun glanced at Yu Xiaogang and asked strangely: "Master, what is that?"

"Please let me slow down!"

After saying that, Yu Xiaogang slapped himself under the surprised eyes of everyone.

"It hurts! Sure enough, I'm still in a dream!"

Looking at Yu Xiaogang who couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality, Mo Xie laughed like a pig. Although he couldn't bring the harm of dreams into reality, he could make people in dreams feel the same as reality.

"Teacher! You are really not dreaming!"

Tang San looked at Yu Xiaogang depressedly. He really didn't understand what was going on with Yu Xiaogang, who had been talking all day since he came to Holy Soul Village.

"When is Xiaosan now?"

"It will be daylight in another hour!"

"That's good. Is this really not my dream, mistress?"

"Teacher, this is really not your dream!"

Yu Xiaogang looked at a few people suspiciously, and was especially wary of Zhao Wuji, fearing that he would give him another tower!

"Teacher, I'm leaving first, you have a good rest!"

"Xiao San, is this really not my dream?"

"Teacher, this is really not true!"

Liu Erlong looked at the frightened Yu Xiaogang and said to Tang San: "Xiao San, please leave first. I will stay to take care of him."

Looking at the two people in the room, Mo Xie couldn't stay still. Who knows what would happen if a man and a woman were alone in the same room. It would be better for him to leave.

After returning to Shrek Academy, Yu Xiaogang was finally able to walk after several days of recuperation.

After gathering everyone, Yu Xiaogang looked at the scattered people and shook his head in disappointment.

"I know you feel sad about Xiao Mo leaving, but you must remember that you are soul masters, and soul masters are such a dangerous profession. You must cheer up!"

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing looked at Yu Xiaogang dissatisfied. If they hadn't saved the middle-aged uncle Mo Xie, he would not have died.

Looking at the attitudes of the two little girls, Yu Xiaogang couldn't say anything. After all, his sweetheart died trying to save him, so he didn't expect them to look good on him.

"As a soul master, the most important thing for you is to learn to save your life. Today's training program is to run with these stones on your back, 30 kilometers a day for one month."

Ma Hongjun looked at the stone in the frame and cried without tears. He could already imagine the hellish life that would follow.

"Master, this is too scary!"

Yu Xiaogang sighed and said, "I don't want the same thing as Xiao Mo to happen again. I just hope that you will run faster if you encounter danger."

Mo Xie looked at Yu Xiaogang who was delivering a passionate speech in front of him and applauded repeatedly. Even he could believe what he said. Except for the days when he scared him, Yu Xiaogang was enjoying everything he could eat these days.

"Okay, you all get a solid meal from me. From now on, if anyone doesn't finish at night, he or she won't have to eat!"

Seeing the two little ones struggling to carry the basket, Mo Xie said fiercely: "Yu Xiaogang, you are done. I originally wanted to serialize it, but I decided to start selling weekly, monthly and annual issues after I am resurrected!"

Looking at the extremely arrogant Yu Xiaogang in front of him, Mo Xie said that he was quite helpless. It was fine to occasionally enter his dreams and scare him, but if he scared him every day, he would definitely be suspected.

"It should take less than half a month before I can be resurrected. If there is a piece of flesh and blood, I will be resurrected soon. It's all because of that angel god who beat me so thoroughly!"

Mo Xie looked at the sweaty people in depression, and Mo Xie decided to go out to relax, otherwise he would not be able to help but run to Yu Xiaogang's dream to open a cleansing room!

Fifteen days later, in a small dark cave, a ball of flesh and blood squirmed.

"I was finally resurrected. I didn't expect that only my soul was left behind. It would take so long to be resurrected."

Mo Xie stretched his muscles and found that his body was now stronger than before.

"Yeah! Have the demonic energy and magic power reached level 50? The age of these two martial arts soul rings has actually exceeded 5 years."

Mo Xie quickly sat down and began to gather his soul rings.

Within an hour, a soul ring emanating from black mist and engraved with purple-gold inscriptions appeared on Mo Xie's body, and a transparent black jade soul ring containing the twelve zodiac signs in the rotation of the galaxy rose.

"I didn't expect that my magic power and demonic energy would break through to level 50 after dying once. Unfortunately, my soul power is still only level 35. I didn't suppress it last time in order to slap Yu Xiaogang in the face. Although I didn't break through, my soul power was 21% more concentrated than before. , it is estimated that there should be [-] times that of ordinary soul masters."

Mo Xie was also very surprised that every soul ring on the Douluo Continent should produce a soul skill. His Blue Silver Grass martial soul already had a soul skill, but the Demon Mask and the Twelve Talisman didn't even have a soul skill. No.

The Devil's Mask is okay, at least the increase in the age of the soul ring brings him the increase of the Black Shadow Corps, but the Twelve Talismans have none at all. In addition to the 3 times increase of each soul ring, the two martial arts only have the original abilities. .

"I don't know what the use of increasing the age of the martial soul is? Moreover, the strength of the Black Shadow Corps seems to be increasing less and less. It is estimated that reaching the ordinary level 70 soul emperor is the limit, but at least it is better than the Elf Tree. Elf The limit should be that of an ordinary level 40 soul sect, but Zaizai doesn’t seem to be subject to this restriction.”

The more Mo Xie thought about it, the more strange his martial spirit felt. He touched his chin and muttered: "Is my martial spirit a weird thing? Others have brilliant skills. I want to evolve into a muscular man?"

After walking out of the cave, Mo Xie randomly found a big stone and a small stone, turned them into the shapes of Sagiri and Rimuru, and gave them life.

"Long time no see Sagiri!"

"Master, long time no see, please take care of me!"

"Sagiri, do you have any previous memories?"

Izumi Sagiri's pupils shrank slightly, she tilted her head and pointed at her dimples and asked, "Master, what are you talking about? Isn't this the first time we've met?"

"But you just said we haven't seen you for a long time!"