Chapter 217: Rhythm is finally present

Chapter 217 Prosody
The power of the soul can also be borrowed?
I haven't waited for Angel to think about the answer to this question. I saw Nice saying loudly with a complaint: "I said old man, you are not right. For your students to hang up old friends, it hurts me." It is."
"Don't you want to know the truth about the gray fog?" Sanders wrapped his arms around his chest and looked like he was out of the way.
"Thinking about it, but not rushing for a while. Waiting for Angel to grow for a while, the power of the soul is enough, can't you?" Nice doesn't mind waiting for a few decades, anyway, the wizard has a long life, sometimes It takes years or even decades to study a topic. Maybe when he thoroughly studied the gender issues in his hand, the power of Angel's soul would be up to standard.
The two have been together for nearly a hundred years. Although the relationship is not as good as the one in the mouth of Nice, but it is also good, at least Saunders knows Nice enough. When he looks at his ass, he knows what he wants to put.
Sanders: "Do you think your apprentice can wait for a few decades before you start with Angel?"
Nice frowns, my heart is dark: Yes, he can wait for decades, but maybe when the power of Angel's soul is enough, Saka has killed Angel.
However, Nice turned and thought: "It doesn't matter if you kill it, anyway, the soul is still there."
Sanders sneered: "I said that Angel is dead, I will take his soul. Do you think I will lend you the soul when I am?"
Nice: You will! But by then I will definitely have to plunge me a lot of magic crystal!
Sanders added: "Even if your apprentice did not kill Angel, after the formation of the soul of Angel's soul, he must have been promoted to the official wizard. When he can know what the fog is, why bother? Come on for you?"
Nice thought about it, it seems to make sense.
Sanders further increased the temptation: "Even when he agrees to let you study, from the principle of equivalence exchange, a wizard exposes the soul of the most Chicheng to another wizard, and he is forced to go out of his life. He uses Life is a bargaining chip, then what price can you pay for him to trade with you?"
Nice expressions were a bit of a struggle, because Sanders’s last words were simply heart-wrenching. It seems that as long as you miss today, no matter how he chooses, he will pay a great price to get the opportunity to study the soul of Angel.
But if you want to know the truth about the fog now, he must pay the power of the soul. And in order not to be rejected by Angel's soul, he must pay the most essential soul power, which is equivalent to consuming his own cultivation and concentrating his soul for Angel.
One side is now consumed and the other side is the price of the future. Nice face is hesitant, a little difficult to decide.
And Angel, who was replaced by the two as a "chip", felt inexplicably desolate.
After a while, Nice calculated for a moment, and finally made up his mind: "Well, I temporarily lend him the power of the soul." Nice turned to Anger and said: "This time it is cheaper, in order to lend you I will spend at least two years of cultivation, and your soul can be more refined... You really worship a good mentor!"
Sanders: "There is no one who is cheaper. You don't want to know what the fog is. As a soul master, maybe you can also analyze the more meaning of the fog, maybe you can Do you cultivate this soul technique? So, if you want to use this kind of words, it will be too easy."
Nice just pointed out the harm of the soul to himself and the benefits to Angel, naturally to seek a human condition. Although Angel is currently a dish, but whoever makes it clear in the future, can talk personally at any time, why not.
Nice was so smashed by Sanders that he was not annoyed. Anyway, whether Angel should write down this person's feelings, or what Sanders can stop, look at Angel's own values; he only needs to point to the end, let Angel understand that what he is doing next is What, the other let Angel to judge.
"The power of the souls cultivated by each person is different. The power of the different kinds of souls will be rejected, so I can only lend you the power of the essenceless souls." Nice began to explain to Angel. Pristine power of your own soul: "You have to count in your own heart. When the power of the soul fills your body and is enough to shake the gray mist, you are mainly away from me. Otherwise, it is the essence of the soul, but after all, It’s not what you accumulate yourself. It’s not good for you.

When Anger confirmed that it was correct, Nice went to Saunders: "My body will be handed over to you."
Say, Nice sat cross-legged, followed by a soul sorcerer, and the soul of Nice directly came out of the shell.
Anger discovered that the soul of Nice is different from the souls of other people. He is clearer and more solid. He has no soul characteristics from the appearance, just like a real person. If Angel is not looking at the soul of Nice, he can hardly judge.
After turning into a soul, Nice floated to the side of Anger.
"I want to start. After the power of my soul enters your body, you will begin to prepare to shake the fog."
"understand!"
The next moment, there was a little bit of light on Nice, and those were the most powerful souls. These fluorescent light surrounds Nice, just like a firefly.
"Accept it! It's time to shake the fog." Nice shouted.
To absorb these fluorescent light seems to be the instinct of the soul. Angel only needs to be close to the fluorescent light, and the soul will actively incorporate these fluorescent light into the body.
With the power of the essence of the soul, Anger felt that the depths of the soul seemed to be a huge stove, which burned the soul.
Every point of the fluorescent light enters the body, it seems to be a combustion improver, directly into the furnace, burning the nameless flame more burning.
The energy of the soul was originally dead, but at this moment, all the energy began to be active and boiling. Anger felt like water in the hot pot, and kept squirting out the hot bubbles.
The soul is calcined and the power begins to boil and suffice. Although Anger felt a little uncomfortable, but when he thought of Nice, he endured the burning of the soul and began to shake the gray mist deep in the soul.
With the expansion of the power of the soul, Angel's manipulation of the gray fog is more handy.
Anger was only able to move slightly at first, and now he can control a small piece of fog to move outward.
About a minute or two later, the effect of Yingguang's intrusion began to saturate, and the power of the soul was burned to the extreme by the stove. Anger felt that the soul was extremely abundant and full, and the gray fog under his control was enough to go out. dispersion.
At the same time, Angel's soul began to swell. He immediately left the scope of the fluorescent light and drifted further.
Nice saw Angel leaving, and he also recovered the fluorescent light outside the body.
At this time, the soul of Nice is slightly more erratic than the original solidification, although it is still not obvious, but if the person with the heart can already distinguish the difference between the real person and the soul.
Nice returned to the flesh, his face was a little white, and his spirit was weaker than before.
"This time the loss is big, I thought it would take more than a year or two to repair, but the quality of the soul of the kid actually reached this level, even the soul melting pot appeared! I have spent at least four or five years. Nicely!
Nice complained, snarling at Sanders:
Are you sure this guy is really not a soul system? Even if it’s a soul, the quality of the soul is not so high?

"The soul is also hierarchical." Sanders pointed to Angel: "His soul level should be higher than me."
"The soul is divided into levels? Is there a class in this system?" Nice didn't know about the soul, only knowing that this is Sanders's special physique: "Are you sure he has no soul talent? My soul furnace It was also a secondary apprentice who was barely summoned. This guy did not cultivate the soul. So the soul is so high that it can generate a soul melting pot?!"
"No, he is an illusion talent." Although Sanders said that he was determined, he was not very sure, because Shuling had said that he had tested the talents of Anger, and that Anger had a talent other than the mysterious side illusion. He also has a talent, but also a mysterious talent, but his spiritual sea defense is too strict, and a forced break will hurt him, so Shuling did not detect the second talent.
Sanders secretly: Is his second talent a soul talent?
Whether or not Angel has a soul talent, Saunders did not intend to say anything before he advanced to the official wizard. If even one talent can't take care of it, the trade rushes into another very different field, and in the end it may not have learned anything.
"Nature is just a reference. It is not an inevitable condition for measuring a person's future direction. I think that Anger's learning of the soul technique should also be accomplished." Nice.
"Maybe." Sanders said faintly. "Don't you look at the specific effects?"
"Go and go!" Nice said indignantly: "This is really a loss! My five years of work, at least for the boy to practice for ten years and eight years, his soul has been blown this time, estimated to be in the apprenticeship stage. No one's soul quality can exceed him."
Sanders smiled: "Change your mind and think, at least the people of Frosty Moon will see you like this, and you should not be jealous of you on the front line."
"Frost Union..." Nice sneered, didn't speak.
Nice brought Anger to the deeper underground caverns of the special test method. This is a completely metal-built room with a magical array of protection. Nice let Anger stand in the middle, a variety of alchemy props aimed at Anger, just to record accurate data of gray fog.
"It should be enough to release the soul technique. Just here, let me see what this gray fog is." Nice eyes put light: "If it can be resolved, I am not too bad this time."
The fullness of the power of the soul, so that Angel has been in a state of suffering, and when he heard Nice, his repressed state can finally relax.
With the soul swaying, Angel’s brain released all the power of the soul that was obtained from Nice, and the gray fog of Angel’s body rushed out at this moment!
Just as the gray mist left Angel's soul, a strange atmosphere shrouded in this underground cave...
When the gray mist filled, the thick, steady power was immediately felt by them.
"How is it possible?! This is..." Nice's eyes were full of surprises: "I remembered, I said how I would be so familiar! What is the rhythm of the law that happened that day!"
Nice responded immediately and yelled: "Damn! Sanders, you pit me again!"
Sanders felt the familiar veins, and the eyes flashed in the color: "Sure enough, this is... the vein of gravity."
(End of this chapter)