The journey of the spirits in the heavens

I went to school in a daze, and went to the blacksmithing studio in a daze.

For several days, Tang Wulin seemed to have lost his soul. Every day, he would search for Na'er in the streets and alleys of Aolai City until late at night.

He made a mistake in the forging work due to his mental state, and was severely scolded by Mang Tian.Tang Wulin kept asking himself why Na'er left and why she didn't even tell him where she went.

Mo Yi has always been with Tang Wulin, and he will not tell them that Na'er will still contact them, because in Mo Yi's view, Na'er's departure this time is also a test for Tang Wulin.

An Qing's departure directly killed a genius. Mo Yi didn't want Tang Wulin to do the same in the future. This time was a test for Tang Wulin.

After a full week, Tang Wulin's energy recovered slightly.

Red Mountain College.

"Tang Wulin." Lin Ximeng called out from behind the podium.

"Arrived." Tang Wulin stood up. After a week, the sadness of Naer's departure finally dissipated.

He walked to the podium and accepted the letter of recommendation from Lin Ximeng. This was a letter of recommendation specially issued by Hongshan College. With this letter of recommendation, he could register for the Intermediate Soul Master College.Any student who can become a soul master while studying in a junior college can be recommended to an intermediate college to continue his studies.Having a soul ring is a hard target, but as for what a martial soul is, there is no hard and fast rule.

Getting this letter also means that Tang Wulin's junior college career is over.

Because Mo Yi broke through level ten early, he took the lead in applying and getting a letter of recommendation.

Wan Yunchao, who was sitting next to Tang Wulin, winked and said, "Graduation is about to begin, let's compare notes later! You've been looking for your sister like crazy these days, and I haven't had a chance to see what your soul skills are. . Let me tell you, my soul skills are amazing."

Tang Wulin glared at him angrily, "I don't have time, I have to go to work."

Because of a mistake made a few days ago, his working hours were increased by Mang Tian to three hours.

Wan Yunchao curled his lips, "Coward, you are just afraid of losing to me."

A flash of anger flashed in Tang Wulin's eyes, "I'm not a coward, okay, then I'll fight you. After school, in the woods."

Mo Yi looked helplessly and saw that Tang Wulin was still childish.

There is a large grove behind Hongshan College. This is where students usually take nature classes.

After school, the environment here is very quiet and few people come.

Wan Yunchao was still a fat man. As soon as school was over, he happily took Tang Wulin and ran to the grove, and Mo Yi followed.

Wan Yunchao was shocked when he saw Mo Yi following him. Mo Yi had no choice but to wave his hands and said that he would not participate. Wan Yunchao continued to drag Tang Wulin to the woods.

"Tang Wulin, let me tell you, you can never be my opponent now."

Tang Wulin remained silent.

"Okay, let's do it right here!" Wan Yunchao stopped, put his hands on his hips, and couldn't wait to release his martial spirit.

With a flash of light, his short sword appeared in his hand. Compared with the time when there was no soul ring, the short sword looked wider. There were also some lines on it, and there was a faint glow.

A white ten-year soul ring rose from under his feet. Wan Yunchao silently activated the soul ring. Suddenly, half a foot of light spurted out from the short sword.

"Did you see that? My first soul skill is the sword light. I spent an extra federal coins and asked the spiritual master to help me choose the soul. The soul is also a sword, and it is directly attached to my martial soul. The light of my sword is indestructible!"

Tang Wulin frowned slightly, "Why do you talk so much nonsense?"

Wan Yunchao's eyes widened, "You still dare to talk nonsense about me at this time? I'm afraid of hurting you, so hurry up and admit defeat. I'll let you go, otherwise, my sword light doesn't have eyes." As he spoke, he swung his backhand, and where the sword passed, a small tree as big as the mouth of a bowl was cut in half.

Tang Wulin's eyes narrowed, "Plants also have life, so why do you want to cut them off when they are so good?"

Mo Yi felt helpless after hearing this. What kind of plants are alive? Although there are, according to Mo Yi's observation, even if plants are destroyed in Douluo Continent, the plants will not disappear because there are plant-based soul masters.

Just as Wan Yunchao was about to speak, he saw a white halo rising from Tang Wulin's feet, and strands of blue silver grass swarmed out from his palm.

With Mo Yi's intervention this time, Tang Wulin's first soul was no longer the defective one, but it was still a little golden snake. Mo Yi couldn't help but sigh.

These thin vine-like bluesilver grasses did not pounce directly on him, but rose up in the air, and then, a harsh whistling sound sounded in the small woods.

It was meaningless and Tang Wulin won very easily. Then he sent Wan Yunchao home, who was slightly injured, and Tang Wulin rushed to Mangtian Studio.

What surprised Tang Wulin this time was that Mo Yi also accompanied him. What also surprised Tang Wulin was that Mangtian was waiting for him in his forging room today.

teacher. " Tang Wulin said hello to Mangtian respectfully. Ever since he found out that the teacher was actually a powerful person at the level of the Fourth Ring Soul Sect, he respected Mangtian even more.

Mang Tian nodded and said, "Graduated?"

Tang Wulin said: "Yes. Graduation."

Mang Tiandao: "The intermediate college will be in Donghai City, right?"

Tang Wulin said: "Yes! I was just about to tell you that if I go to school in Donghai City, I won't be able to continue learning blacksmithing from you."

Mang Tian said indifferently: "I just like the quietness here, but it doesn't mean that I won't leave here. In fact, the jobs we took over were all from Donghai City. Your forging study can't be left behind. There is also a workshop in Donghai City, which will give you a forging room, and I will go over to give you pointers every once in a while."

Mo Yi had a different feeling when he heard this. He felt that Mang Tian was indeed very kind to Tang Wulin, and even went to the East China Sea specifically for Tang Wulin.

"Test?" Tang Wulin was stunned, "Teacher, what kind of test?"

Mangtian's eyes flashed, "Qiandian!"

Mo Yi and Tang Ziran watched silently. During the process, Mo Yi curiously observed that after all, he had to learn something about everything, and forging could also increase Mo Yi's soul guidance level.

Until the time of blood sacrifice.

Tang Ziran had already rushed over and supported his son.

Mangtian was silent for a long time, and then slowly said: "Genius, this is a work of genius. Wulin, you have to remember everything you feel today. For you, this is just the beginning. The beginning of shocking the forging world. .”

Unfortunately, Tang Wulin didn't hear the teacher's words clearly. After five hours of forging, he was completely exhausted and fell asleep in his father's arms.

When he woke up again, he was already in his bed.

It was already dawn outside, and the sun shone through the window in the room, falling on the bed where Na'er once slept.

Although Na'er left, Tang Wulin did not let his parents dismantle the bed. In his subconscious, he always believed that Na'er would come back one day.

Mo Yi also woke up from meditation at this time and saw Tang Wulin lying on the bed in a daze looking at Na'er's empty bed. Mo Yi smiled and said to Tang Wulin: "It's okay, Wulin, sooner or later you will be back." Don’t be so unhappy now that you can see Na’er. Do you still remember before? We were like that at that time?”

Tang Wulin also reacted after hearing Mo Yi's words. Yes, it's not that he will never see her again. Tang Wulin finally got rid of the sad feeling before.

I will definitely find you in the future, I will.

Gradually, the warmth from his body made Tang Wulin fall into sleep again and fell into a deep sleep.

Mo Yi looked at the sleeping Tang Wulin with soft eyes, just like his child, and Mo Yi was also happy that Tang Wulin could come out.

When he woke up again, he was completely hungry. The sky outside had become dark again. It was obvious that Tang Wulin had slept for nearly a day and a night from last night to now.

Mo Yi's current strength has reached soul power level 23, a fifth-level mecha builder, a fifth-level soul mentor, a third-level mecha builder and a second-level soul mentor, and a level 11 soul power.

Mo Yi was quite satisfied with this.

"Dad, Mom!" Tang Wulin turned over and sat up. The fatigue had completely disappeared, but his stomach was empty. The feeling of his hungry heart pressing against his back made him feel like he could eat a cow.

"Son, you're awake!" The door opened and Lang Yue rushed in immediately.

Tang Wulin said with some pride: "Mom, I can do Thousands of Exercises."

Langyue's eyes were red. To her, those things were not important. What was important was that her son was fine. "Good son, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?" Lang Yue asked softly.

Tang Wulin shook his head, "No! I'm just hungry. Mom, I'm so hungry. Is there anything to eat?"

"Yes, yes. Mom bought you a fat chicken and made chicken soup. I'm just waiting for you to get up to drink it. Your teacher said that you are a little tired and you need to eat something easy to digest after you wake up."

Lang Yue looked at Mo Yi again, and then Mo Yi also looked at Lang Yue, but Mo Yi felt a chill.

"Xiaoyi, you are getting better and better every day, and your skin is getting better and better. Let Auntie squeeze it." After Lang Yue said that, he got started.

In fact, it means that Mo Yi has been with them for a long time and is familiar with them, otherwise not many would dare to approach Guang Moyu's temperament that he exudes all the time.

A quarter of an hour later.

Lang Yue and Tang Ziran stared at their son who was still feasting. What is easy for a son to digest?It seems that as long as it is edible, it is easy to digest.

A whole fat chicken, a full pot of chicken soup, five steamed buns, and two plates of vegetables were all put into the belly of this nine-year-old little guy.And he still looked like he was still eating his sixth steamed bun. "

Let's go cook some more dishes for my son. "Tang Ziran swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Seeing his son eating so deliciously, even he felt like he was moving his index finger.

Lang Yue hurriedly stood up and started cooking. Tang Wulin was really good at eating, especially after a lot of physical exertion. He ate for nearly an hour before he finally breathed out with satisfaction.

Mo Yi looked at this scene calmly and smiled.

"Son, you're not going to burst, are you?" If Tang Ziran hadn't stopped him, Lang Yue wouldn't have wanted Tang Wulin to continue eating.

His appetite has clearly exceeded that of a normal person.

Tang Wulin said with a satisfied look on his face: "Mom's cooking is the most delicious. It tastes so good."

Tang Ziran took his son's arm and looked at it, a strange look flashed in his eyes. Sure enough, the wrist that Mang Tian cut yesterday had completely healed, leaving only a slight red mark.

Only now did Tang Wulin remember to ask, "Dad, was my Thousand Refinements successful yesterday?"

Tang Ziran smiled and nodded, "Yes! It was successful, very successful. Your teacher was full of praise for you and said that when you wake up, he will ask you to go find him as soon as possible."

Tang Wulin jumped down from the chair and said, "Then I'll go now."

Lang Yue frowned and said, "It's already so late. Let's go tomorrow."

However, Tang Ziran stood up and said, "He just woke up. He won't sleep again for a while. It's not too late yet. I'll take him there. Come back as soon as you go."

Lang Yue rolled her eyes at him and said threateningly: "If my son has any problems again, I will only ask you, so you can sleep in the living room with me."

Tang Ziran touched his nose in embarrassment, "It's like he's not my son." The father and son went out and went straight to Mangtian's studio.

Just after Tang Ziran and Tang Wulin went out, Mo Yi felt a sense of coldness again, "Wait~" and subconsciously prepared to run out.

However, Lang Yue directly lifted Mo Yi's back collar and said, "Xiao Yi, Auntie, I'm happy today but I sold you some good-looking clothes. Let's try them on."

"No~" Mo Yi's scream sounded at this time, because the last time, Mo Yi was dressed up 231 times, but Mo Yi still remembered it.