A few months is enough time to do a lot of things.
On the southwest border of the Dou Ling Empire, the mountain forest that was once occupied by Evil Soul Master is now much quieter.
The name Sun Temple spread like the wind from the village to the town, and then from the town to further places.
"Sun Temple? Never heard of it."
"I heard that it was a few young people who specifically killed Evil Soul Master."
"How many young people can kill? Evil Soul Master so many."
"I don't know. Anyway, word has spread in the southwest that they kill everyone on sight and never leave anyone alive."
Some Evil Soul Master didn't believe in evil, so they went to the southwest together to try to meet these "nosy" people. They went there and never came back.
After a few times, the message spread.
Sun Temple people are really killed.
It's not just a show, it's not that he's captured and handed over to the authorities, he's killed on the spot and burned to ashes.
Those Evil Soul Master who were still alive began to run elsewhere.
Some went to the Heaven Dou Empire, some went over the mountains to the Star Luo Empire, and some simply hid deeper in the mountains.
The sun will not favor anyone.
It just follows.
And those who are accustomed to being in the dark will be afraid and suspicious when they see the light for the first time, and will stretch out their hands to test whether the light is hot.
Then they will find that the light is warm.
In a certain village, in front of an adobe house.
Lin Yaoyang squatted on the ground, pressing the shoulder of an old man with his left hand, and a golden light shone in the palm of his right hand.
There was a deep wound on the old man's shoulder, and the skin and flesh were turned black and smelly.
Ordinary medicine can't cure it, it will just rot day by day.
The golden light penetrated into the wound, making a slight "chichi" sound.
The old man gritted his teeth and his forehead was covered with sweat, but he said nothing.
Several villagers nearby stood and watched, not daring to express their anger.
Lin Yaoyang's hand is very steady.
The golden light traveled in the wound, washing away the rotten and blackened areas. The black at the edge of the wound gradually faded away, revealing the pink new flesh underneath.
After a while, Lin Yaoyang let go of his hand and stood up.
"Okay, basically everything is fine. It will be fine in a few days."
The old man looked down at his shoulder with disbelief in his eyes. He moved his arm and it no longer hurt. It didn't hurt at all.
"Sir... this... this..."
His lips were trembling, not knowing what to say.
"Take good care of your injuries."
Lin Yaoyang turned around and left before he could speak. Several injured villagers lined up, waiting for his treatment. They were all minor injuries and could be cured without Soul Power medicine, but they couldn't afford medicine.
Lin Yaoyang looked at them one by one, some were treated with Soul Power, and some just cleaned the wounds, then took out the wound medicine from Storage Soul Tool and applied them.
The other side of the village.
In front of Jiang Nannan and Wang Dong'er are Awakening Stone and a crystal ball.
Several children were lined up, all of them timid and skinny.
Wang Dong'er placed Awakening Stone in front of a boy. The boy looked at the piece of Shi Tou timidly, not knowing what to do.
"Just put your hand up."
Wang Dong'er's voice should be as soft as possible.
The boy stretched out his hand and put it on.
Awakening Stone lit up for a moment. Soon, it went dark again.
Jiang Nannan took a look and shook his head.
The boy's Martial Soul is a hoe. There is no Soul Power.
"Go back. Next one."
The next girl, Martial Soul is a carrot. There is no Soul Power.
The next one, Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass. There is no Soul Power.
Wang Dong'er's expression became more and more serious.
My heart felt like it was blocked by something.
She grew up in the Clear Sky Sect. Even if the children in the sect are from a side branch, they have been nourished by elixirs, guided by elders, and have the best resources since childhood, but they often complain that meditation is boring and cultivation is hard.
But these children in front of me are so thin that they are so thin that they can't even get a trace of Innate Soul Power from the awakening hoe, carrot, or ordinary Blue Silver Grass.
There are no resources, no guidance, and not even a chance to change my destiny.
What do they use to turn over?
Jiang Nannan glanced at Wang Dong'er and whispered, "Dong'er."
Wang Dong'er came back to his senses, took a deep breath, and continued.
Another child stood in front of Awakening Stone.
The boy is as thin as a bamboo pole.
He put his hand on Awakening Stone, and Shi Tou lit up, brighter than the previous ones.
Jiang Nannan concentrated his mind and stared at the piece of Shi Tou.
The light dissipated.
Martial Soul is a sickle.
Innate Soul Power, level one.
Jiang Nannan's eyes lit up.
She turned her head and shouted to Lin Yaoyang in the distance, "Yao Yang! There is one!"
Lin Yaoyang is bandaging the wound of the last villager.
When he heard the sound, he tied the bandage without stopping, patted the villager on the shoulder, stood up and walked over.
He glanced at the boy.
The boy was a little nervous because of the looks in Jiang Nannan and Wang Dong'er's eyes. He shrank his neck and twisted his clothes with his fingers.
Lin Yaoyang squatted down and looked at his level.
"What's your name?"
"Shi Tou."
Lin Yaoyang nodded. He took out a book from Storage Soul Tool and handed it to the boy. It was the basic knowledge of Soul Master's cultivation and was easy to understand.
"Practice hard. When you reach level ten, you can go to Sun Temple. We will take you to hunt Soul Beast."
The boy held the book and didn't know how to respond. He glanced at the village chief next to him.
The village chief's eyes were red and he said in a trembling voice, "Shi Tou, why don't you thank me soon!"
The boy knelt down with a plop and wanted to kowtow to Lin Yaoyang.
Lin Yaoyang reached out and pulled him up.
"No need to kowtow. Practice hard and don't waste your talents."
The boy nodded vigorously and held the book tightly in his arms.
Lin Yaoyang stood up and looked at Jiang Nannan. "Is there any more?"
Jiang Nannan shook his head.
"This is already the seventeenth village. This is the only one with Soul Power."
Lin Yaoyang didn't say anything.
He glanced at the sky and saw that the sun had begun to set in the west.
Xiao Xiao hasn't come back yet.
"She said she had some insights and found a quiet place to break through."
Wang Dong'er said, "It should be soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Xiao walked out of a wooden house.
When she came out, she thanked the women in the room, "Thank you, auntie, for lending me the room to practice!"
The woman waved her hands quickly. "You're welcome, girl, you are all good people! You can come, it's not too late for us to be happy!"
Xiao Xiao smiled, thanked him again, and then walked briskly to Lin Yaoyang.
"Yao Yang brother, I'm already level 30!"
Her eyes were sparkling.
Lin Yaoyang said, "It's done? That's great. Our team has become much stronger."
Xiao Xiao smiled and his eyes turned into crescents.
These few months of fighting have improved their Soul Power very quickly.
Daily meditation can only accumulate Soul Power, but it is difficult to broaden the shackles of the meridians.
Only in battle, when Soul Power surges violently in the meridians and the physical body withstands extreme pressure, can the blockages be broken away and the meridians can be broadened little by little.
Moreover, during the battle on the battlefield, the mind is always tense, the thoughts are highly condensed, and the mental power is constantly tempered and polished through extreme prediction and control.
Xiao Xiao These days of continuous fighting have finally broken through the bottleneck at level 30.
Lin Yaoyang looked at the three of them, thought for a while, and said, "We have searched all over this area for places where Evil Soul Master may appear. We have killed all the ones we can, and the rest probably won't dare to show up again."
"Go to Star Dou Forest first and help Xiao Xiao find the suitable Soul Ring. Then go back and have a good rest."
Jiang Nannan and Wang Dong'er looked at each other and nodded. After months of running and fighting, they really needed to slow down.
The village chief took several villagers to the entrance of the village.
"Sir, are you leaving now?"
"Well. There shouldn't be any Evil Soul Master coming later. You have to rely on yourselves for the rest of your life."
The village chief nodded repeatedly, his eyes turning red again.
"Sir, you... you are good people. God will bless you."
Lin Yaoyang glanced at him and didn't answer.
He is Martial Soul Possession, with a golden mecha covering his whole body, and two pairs of Gilded Fire Wings spread out behind him.
He grabbed Jiang Nannan with one hand and Xiao Xiao with the other, and jumped into the air.
Wang Dong'er releases Light Goddess Butterfly and follows him.
The four people flew in the direction of Star Dou Forest.
The villagers stood at the entrance of the village, raising their heads, watching the four figures getting smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared into the clouds.
Someone quietly wiped away tears.
The boy named Shi Tou, holding the book, stood at the front of the crowd, with his head raised and his eyes unblinking.
He doesn't know if he can become Soul Master in the future.
But he remembered today.
Shi Tou tightened the book in his hand and secretly made up his mind.