Several silver butterflies danced around the two people on the path, which was really beautiful.

West stared at the silver martial spirit behind Qianjie. After the original martial spirit awakened for the second time, when the martial spirit was used, the martial spirit would have the awakened level color and a special shadow would appear behind it.

In Qianjie's own words, it's called special effects.

This shows that Qianjie did not lie to him.

Sid took a deep breath, then bent down and placed his hands on Qianjie's shoulders solemnly.

"Remember, hide yourself well, you understand the environment of your Holy Spirit Church.

"You also know what kind of trouble a silver-level awakened blood martial soul master will cause."

Qianjie nodded, of course he understood.

The main body martial spirit is already very rare, but he is still a blood martial spirit.

——Another characteristic of the original martial soul is that the more important parts of the body are, the more powerful it is. There is no doubt about the importance of blood to people.

If he really wants to leak it out, let alone the Noumenon Sect and the like, there are many people in the Holy Spirit Sect who want to use him to refine medicine.

After all, they were a group of evil soul masters, and topics like sucking human blood were not worthy of being discussed among each other after drinking.

"Are there any specific changes?" West Germany asked immediately.

"There aren't many changes, it's just that my first soul skill's soul power consumption has been greatly reduced, and at the same time, it can change from the previous bat to any form.

"The size of my body depends on my blood loss and soul power."

As he spoke, the silver butterfly stayed on the back of Qianjie's hand, and then turned into a small silver snake, wrapping around Qianjie's finger and spitting out a bright red snake letter.

The first soul skill, Blood Hunting, is a soul skill in which the blood in one's body condenses into a bat and actively attacks the enemy.

Now it can change anything. The only problem is that even if all the blood from Qianjie's body is released, it may not be able to construct any large animal.

"as well as……"

A weapon similar to a pistol appeared in Qianjie's hand. It had a high-end and classy name, Soul Guidance Device: Whisper.

Qianjie and Xi De's common teacher, on Qianjie's birthday, he cast it as a gift to Qianjie according to Qianjie's requirements.

Boom!

Before West Germany could stop him, light of soul power surged from the muzzle of Whisper's gun, and the gun pierced Qianjie's temple.

There was no splashing of red and white tofu, just a blue light passing through the silver liquid.

"Are there any restrictions?"

Invincible soul skills and soul guides with invincible effects are not uncommon on the mainland, but they are more or less severely restricted.

"It is the inherent characteristic of the martial spirit. Physical attacks are 100% ineffective. One use consumes a fixed third of the soul power in the body." The surging silver liquid transformed into Qianjie's face again.

West took a deep breath. One-third of his soul power was consumed. Is it a lot?

No, not big.

Compared with the invincible soul skills that can only be used a few times a day, it's really not that big; the soul guide with the invincible soul skill has no limit on the number of times it can be used, but the soul guide will be scrapped after use. Compared with making soul guides,

Materials and energy, one third of soul power is really nothing.

After all, the soul master can replenish his soul power at any time, but if it is not enough, he can use a milk bottle to supply energy.

"Where is your second soul skill?"

"I haven't tried it yet, so I don't know." Qianjie shook his head.

"Okay, what about your second soul skill? Has there been any change?" West Germany heard this and did not continue to ask. After all, it is really difficult to find someone to try the second soul skill of Qianjie.

Anyway, he has absolutely no interest in being a guinea pig.

"No, the Xinhua Dictionary is still the same." Qianjie shook his head and stretched out his other hand. A book locked by a long golden chain appeared in his hand.

It is as big as a Xinhua dictionary from the previous life, with gold bumpers on the four corners and complicated patterns surrounding it.

When you look at it, it is a book that educates others when you open it, and it also educates others when you close it.

Although he can't open it yet.

"Damn it, you really don't think about changing the name of the martial spirit? It sounds so nice to call it Heavenly Book, Holy Book or something like that." West Germany frowned. The name Xinhua Dictionary didn't sound like a serious name at first glance, so it's not a good idea to name the martial spirit.

It's never been so casual.

"Besides, the Holy Spirit Religion doesn't allow me to practice this martial spirit now anyway. It doesn't matter what its name is." Qianjie was noncommittal. He never had the attitude towards martial spirits that Douluo people had towards treating them as their own.

Just a useful tool.

"Junior brother, can you change your strange attitude towards Wuhun? That is the soul projection that a soul master relies on to survive and will accompany him throughout his life." Obviously, Qianjie's strange attitude towards Wuhun could not be hidden from others, and he did not think about it.

Just hide it from the people around you.

Qianjie didn't say anything, he just took back his martial spirit and put on his gloves again.

As long as you keep talking, I'll make sure it goes in one ear and out the other.

"You have to let go of your strange attitude towards martial arts. With your innate soul power, how come you are now a great soul master?" Seeing this, West Germany continued his daily chatter.

He was born with full soul power and became a great soul master before he was ten years old. This sounds like a very normal cultivation speed.

But Qianjie is a soul master with the official establishment of the Holy Spirit Cult, and his status is not low. In addition, he is also a disciple of the ninth-level soul master of the sun and moon, so this speed is very slow.

The Sun-Moon Empire and the Holy Spirit Sect have no shortage of strange ways to improve their soul power levels.

"Senior brother, don't stand and talk without hurting your back. You don't know what's going on with my martial soul? How do you expect me to believe in it? I might as well concentrate on my soul power." Qianjie spread his hands, thinking about the time traveler brought by his previous life.

On the one hand, and on the other hand, his blood martial spirit, like all time travelers, must be a little special, so there is a problem.

In short, his blood martial soul has some small ideas of its own, but they are still the kind that cannot be communicated.

"Junior brother, your martial soul is at best a flaw. It's normal. There are also legends about martial arts with self-awareness in history. Why do you have to be so stubborn?" West Germany tried to persuade him, but then he seemed to realize something.

His eyes suddenly lit up.

"Junior brother, your martial soul has awakened for the second time. The martial soul problem must have been solved."

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, senior brother. I still can't restrain the instinct to put the used blood back into my body.

"The bloodthirsty urge has not disappeared. Looking at the blood vessels, I still want to go up and take a bite.

"Also, I would like to correct your statement. In the legends of soul masters, there are indeed self-thinking martial souls, and they are even mentioned by name. But senior brother, you understand what that is. In fact, there are real examples of self-thinking martial souls.

Haven’t found it yet.”

Not getting the answer he imagined, West Germany was inevitably a little disappointed, but this emotion came and went quickly.
Chapter completed!