Chapter 9 Yellow Martial Soul

"Is it done?"

Ye Tianguang stood up from the bathtub, and then stretched his body, feeling an indescribable comfort in his whole body, and a burst of doubts in his heart for no reason.

Except for the comfortable feeling, he did not have any discomfort, and other reactions, the feeling was no different from before.

"It seems to be a lot stronger!" After a random set of punches, Ye Tian frowned and began to sense the special nature of swallowing his physique.

But whether this physique is useful or not, you have to try it to know. Thinking of this, Ye Tian's eyes flashed, he quickly changed into a set of clothes, and hurriedly left the house.

"Tian'er, you haven't eaten breakfast yet, where are you going?" Lin Mei shouted at Ye Tian's back.

"Mother, I won't be back for dinner at noon." Ye Tian shouted while running.

"This child..." Lin Mei shook her head and didn't care, anyway, Ye Tian didn't like to take it with her since she was a child, and she was used to it.

Whoa!

The familiar waterfall came into view, Ye Tian couldn't wait to find the place where Xueyiwei was buried, and then peeled off the soil, a body of Xueyiwei was suddenly exposed.

The corpse's face was still pale, and his eyes were wide open, staring at Ye Tian blankly, his despairing eyes filled with unwillingness.

"Amitabha, what are you looking at me doing? I didn't kill you. You are also dead anyway. Instead of letting your martial soul automatically dissipate in the world, you might as well devour it for me."

Ye Tian muttered, reached out and wiped the blood-clothed guard's eyes closed.

"You have to find a quiet place, the ghost knows how long it will take to devour the martial soul!" Carrying the corpse, Ye Tianchao glanced around, found a direction and ran away. He knew that there was a remote not far ahead. small cave.

But after a while, a small cave hidden in the bushes appeared in front of Ye Tian's eyes, he swung into the cave.

After entering the cave, Ye Tian placed Xueyiwei's body, then took out the sheepskin scroll, and carefully reviewed the important point of devouring martial spirits again.

"The great Barata wizard, don't fool me, or I, Ye Tian, ​​will not let you go!"

Ye Tian muttered to himself, and began to sit cross-legged in front of Xue Yiwei's body, then he took Xue Yiwei's blood knife, separated Xue Yiwei's clothes, and exposed his hairy chest.

"So much hair? You can tell he's a slut at first glance!" Ye Tian was stunned for a moment, then he cut it with a knife, cutting out a long cut, and blood rushed out immediately, filling Xueyiwei's chest.

"start--"

At this moment, Ye Tian's eyes flashed brightly, his hands quickly grasped the blade of the blood knife, oh...a sharp pain, the sharp blade caused his palms to bleed immediately.

But Ye Tian didn't care about the pain, he quickly put his palms on Xueyiwei's chest, and suddenly a black hazy light radiated out, along Xueyiwei's chest and Ye Tian's palms, covering the two of them together.

The light in the entire cave seemed to be swallowed up, a black cocoon emitting a faint light.

At this moment, Ye Tian was shocked. He found that his consciousness had entered Xueyiwei's body, and a miniature version of Xueyiwei the size of a child was appearing in front of him.

The surrounding meridians were thick, and a bloody heart was in front of his eyes, but it had lost its activity and stopped beating.

This shrunken version of the blood-clothed guard has empty eyes,

His whole person exudes orange light, which is very dazzling.

"Orange Martial Spirit, worthy of being a blood-clothed guard!" Ye Tian was shocked, and then praised, with more joy on his face, if he could devour an orange Martial Spirit, then his talent would not be inferior to the others in the village, after all, the entire Ye The most talented people in the village are orange spirits, and most of them are only red spirits.

Moreover, there are still more than ten corpses of blood-clothed guards. After he has swallowed them all, he may be able to be promoted to the yellow martial arts. At that time, he will be the most talented person in Yejia Village, and the name of genius will come again.

Thinking that the future is bright, Ye Tian quickly calmed his mind and began to devour the martial spirit in front of him according to the method recorded on the sheepskin scroll.

I saw a black blood mist slowly appear, and began to touch the orange martial arts of the blood-clothed guards. The martial soul suddenly trembled. Although it had lost its spirituality, it still instinctively felt a crisis and wanted to avoid it.

"Want to escape? Humph!"

Seeing the instinctive reaction of the blood-clothed guard's martial soul, Ye Tian sneered, in such a big place in front of him, where else could it escape? In the end, he was swallowed by the black blood mist.

As the black blood mist permeated, the martial spirit of the blood-clothed guard began to slowly shrink, and in Ye Tian's body, a reduced version of the orange Ye Tian was gradually born.

This little Ye Tian's orange light was a little dim, not as dazzling as the orange light of Xueyiwei Martial Spirit, but Ye Tian was already completely excited, he finally had his own Martial Spirit, and it was still an orange Martial Spirit.

Half an hour later, Ye Tian's martial soul had been completely swallowed by the blood-clothed guard, he also opened his eyes and let out a long howl of excitement.

"I finally have a martial soul!"

Ye Tian felt a burst of exasperation, the indescribable joy in his heart, and the long-standing sullenness was completely freed from it.

"boom!"

With the birth of Martial Soul, Ye Tian's spiritual consciousness multiplied, and a majestic heaven and earth aura suddenly descended, covering him.

"Aura fills the body!" Ye Tian was stunned for a moment, and then became even more excited. He quickly restrained his mind, carefully sensed the changes in his body, and urged the newly born martial soul to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The orange martial arts far surpassed the red martial arts, and the speed of absorbing spiritual energy was very fast. Ye Tian's stagnant tenth-level martial artist was suddenly broken through and promoted to the first level of martial arts.

Not only that, Ye Tian had accumulated a lot before, and this promotion has directly broken through to the mid-level martial artist, which can be described as a big breakthrough.

"I finally became a warrior!"

When he opened his eyes again, Ye Tian's eyes burst out with a shocking light, and a powerful momentum erupted from his body, setting off dust all over the sky.

Martial Artist, this problem that plagued Ye Tian was finally solved, the door of Martial Dao was completely opened for him, and the road to the strong was just ahead, waiting for him to explore.

"Tingting, wait for me!"

"Ye Wei, Lin Jiaojiao, wait for me too, hum!"

Ye Tian's eyes were sharp, like a blade, his fists were clenched, and a thick infuriating qi surged in his body, which doubled his strength, far exceeding his previous strength.

The promotion from martial artist to martial artist is a qualitative transformation, and the two are completely incomparable.

The current Ye Tian felt that he was more than ten times stronger than before. Only then did he know the strength of the martial artist. No wonder Ye Wei was able to defeat him easily yesterday.

"Orange Martial Spirit... This is not enough, I have to become stronger. Compared with the vast Shenzhou Continent, the layout of Yejia Village is too small. Sooner or later, I will get out of this remote mountainous area!"

Ye Tian's eyes are shining, and he has memories of his previous life. He is not willing to stay in this mountainous area for the rest of his life. He wants to walk out of Yejia Village, go to the mainland of China, pursue the ultimate martial arts, and step to the peak.

After thinking about it, Ye Tian set off, moved the other Xueyiwei corpses one by one, and began to devour their martial spirits one by one.

As expected of the people who can become blood-clothed guards, they are all first-class powerhouses. Ye Tian was surprised to find that they all possess orange spirits, but none of them have red spirits.

There were a total of twenty-one blood-clothed guards and twenty-one orange spirits. Ye Tian devoured them all cleanly. The spirits in his body were also rapidly changing, from light orange to dark orange.

at last--

A pale yellow light shone brightly, illuminating Ye Tian's dantian, illuminating the meridians in his body clearly.

"Yellow Martial Spirit!" Ye Tian was extremely excited when he saw this pale yellow light.

Red orange yellow green blue blue purple, the higher the level of the martial arts, the faster the absorption of heaven and earth aura, the faster the cultivation. Martial spirits that are one level apart are the gap between heaven and earth.

If the rate at which the red martial spirit absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is 'one', then the absorption rate of the orange spirit is 'ten', and the absorption rate of the yellow spirit is 'one hundred'.

From this, it can be seen that the gap between one level of martial arts represents the gap between genius and mediocrity.

There is no doubt that with this yellow martial spirit, Ye Tian's future cultivation speed will be far faster than other people in Yejia Village, including the village chief, who are not as fast as his cultivation speed.

"In the entire Baiyun Town, only the martial master from Wangjiacun has a yellow martial arts spirit. Now I have it too. It is only a matter of time before I become a martial artist." Ye Tian's eyes were hot.

Wangjia Village can become the strongest village among the three major villages in Baiyun Town, relying on the only martial artist-level powerhouse in Baiyun Town, who has a yellow martial arts spirit from Wangjia Village.

And although Linjiacun and Yejiacun are also very strong, but there is no strong martial artist, they can only be suppressed by Wangjiacun, and they have to make various marriages and alliances to fight against the strength of Wangjiacun.

As long as he can become a martial artist-level powerhouse, the entire Baiyun Town will be at his feet, and if he joins the blood-clothed guards in the future, it will also be reused.

Ye Tian was excited. With the yellow martial arts, it was only a matter of time before he became a martial artist.

The old village chief was trapped at the peak of the tenth-level martial artist for so many years, and the reason was that his talent was too poor. With only orange martial arts, the tenth-level peak of the martial artist was already his limit, and it was estimated that it would be difficult to go further.

And Ye Tian doesn't have to worry about this problem. He has an evolutionary devouring spirit. As long as he becomes stronger in the future, he can continue to devour even more powerful spirits. The road to martial arts is almost endless.

"The martial spirit has become a reality. Now, as long as I practice as hard as before, I will definitely become a strong person." Ye Tian whispered, his eyes full of confidence.

No one knew that in this remote little cave, a strong man who would make the Shenzhou continent tremble in the future was born.

After reburying the bodies of the blood-clothed guards, Ye Tian ran back to Yejia Village with strong confidence.