Chapter 47 The Far North
“Young people, it’s good to have ideals.”

Long Xiaoyao did not deny it and did not attack Wang Lin. Reality would teach Wang Lin everything.

"I know, Master."

Wang Lin nodded, realizing that Long Xiaoyao might have misunderstood his meaning. It was unrealistic to allow civilians to possess soul power, and Wang Lin was very clear about this.

However, it is not difficult to make the Sun and Moon version of "Spirit Hall" appear again in the entire continent. It just so happens that he is Long Xiaoyao's apprentice and can be regarded as a member of the Holy Spirit Church.

As a member of the Holy Spirit Church, he naturally hopes that the sect will become better, and he also plans to build a Wuhun Hall from scratch within the Holy Spirit Church.

Wang Lin had thought of the plan. He would first kill all the evil soul masters in the Holy Spirit Church. He would be the only one left. Then the Holy Spirit Church would naturally become a good one.

Then, with only him left in the Holy Spirit Church, he had to start from scratch to improve people's prejudice against the Church, recruit new members, and build an organization similar to the Spirit Hall.

After this interruption, Long Xiaoyao did not continue to persuade Wang Lin to go to Shrek Academy. The current Shrek Academy was indeed not suitable for Wang Lin who had "ideals".

The topic of the conversation between the master and the disciple returned to daily life. The old and the young talked and chatted, and soon they were out of the scope of Mingdu.

Mingdu disappeared from the sight of the master and disciple in the distance. Long Xiaoyao took out the flying soul guide and put it on his back.

brush!
Red tail flame gushed out, Long Xiaoyao grabbed Wang Lin and flew directly into the air, heading towards the north-east.

Being caught by Long Xiaoyao, invisible power was released from the old black dragon, wrapping around Wang Lin in a full 360-degree range. The strong wind caused by the high speed did not have any effect on Wang Lin.

Wang Lin stared at the scenery passing by below with his grey eyes, calling out “deep blue” in his heart.

A simple blue box appeared in his field of vision.
Name: Wang Lin

Martial Soul: Brain (Mutation)

Cultivation: Level 30 (Level 35 [87%])
Mental strength: Level 39 [34%]

Skills: Secret of the Body - Brain·Level 20 [49%], Eight Vajra Skills (Mastered) [98%], Bone Refining Fire·Level 34 [%], Bone Control·Level [%]

Soul ring: Yellow (642 years), Purple (1000 years)
Spiritual weapon: Living Magic Wand, Level 78 [%]

In November, Wang Lin's panel data improved significantly.

With the recovery of the Living Magic Wand, Wang Lin steadily upgraded at a speed of one level every two months.

It seems that the speed is not fast, but Wang Lin is only thirteen years old now, and there is still a soul ring that has not been absorbed.

If Wang Lin's cultivation speed could be maintained at one level every two months, when he reaches the same age as Xiao Hongchen, it would not be a problem for him to become a Soul Emperor.

More importantly, Wang Lin was not unwilling to absorb the third soul ring. As soon as he broke through ten months ago, he asked Long Xiaoyao to take him to hunt souls.

The target has also been chosen, which is the evil eye.

The Evil Eye is the native spiritual beast of the Sun-Moon Empire. It lives in the Demon Forest to the west of the Jingyang Mountains.

Although it was not far away and the attributes were suitable, Long Xiaoyao did not take Wang Lin with him. He just insisted that Wang Lin lay a solid foundation, saying that he could still practice without adding spirit rings. He used similar reasons to delay Wang Lin several times.

After several attempts, Wang Lin figured out the key points and could probably guess why Long Xiaoyao was unwilling to take him to the Demon Forest to hunt souls.

In the original novel, the lair of the Holy Spirit Church is in the Demonic Forest, and it is very likely that the old woman Ye Xishui is hiding in the lair.

Understanding Long Xiaoyao's concerns, Wang Lin changed the soul beast of the third ring into an ice silkworm. This time, Long Xiaoyao finally did not refuse.

Although he did not refuse, Wang Lin still canceled his vacation, which made Wang Lin have some concerns.

The curriculum of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy was not much different from that of the Shrek Academy, with the same eleven-month schedule followed by a one-month break. Therefore, Wang Lin would most likely bump into Huo Yuhao on this soul hunting trip, but he sincerely hoped that he would not run into Huo Yuhao.

Wang Lin didn’t care about Huo Yuhao’s opportunity this time.

Even if he had Long Xiaoyao, the Ultimate Douluo, to lead him in hunting souls, the waters in the Far North were too deep for him to get involved in, and even if the Ice Emperor gave it to him, he couldn't use it.

Thinking in his mind, Wang Lin reached for the finger-sized, round, white jade-like spherical pendant hanging under his neck.

He stretched out his hand and stroked the white jade ball. The hard white jade ball was like a piece of plasticine under Wang Lin's fingertips, being kneaded at will and constantly changing its shape.

What Wang Lin had under his neck was not white jade, but a bone tool made of bones. There were a total of 330 days in November, which was an average of three complete chicken bones per day.

Nearly a thousand chicken bones were refined into this small bone object under his neck by the bone refining fire.

There's no way the quality of chicken bones is too bad. According to the classification of bone magic, the more powerful the creature, the better the quality of its bones, and the fresher the bones, the better the quality.

But the chicken bones that Wang Lin usually refined came from weak chickens, and the key point was that the bones were cooked, so there was a double debuff.

According to Mr. Yi, a fresh and complete human skeleton is enough for the bone refining fire to complete the first stage of transformation, which shows the low quality of chicken bones.

Under Wang Lin's control, the bone tool kept changing its shape, sometimes turning into a straight small sword, and sometimes turning into a small one.

While practicing bone control, Wang Lin concentrated his mind and slowly entered into shallow meditation.

Although they used a flying soul guide, the distance was too far and Long Xiaoyao was not in a hurry, so it took the master and disciple two full days.

Only then did we enter the northern part of the Tianhun Empire.

The biting cold wind blew on his face, and Wang Lin couldn't help but wrap himself in winter clothes. However, Long Xiaoyao, who was covered in a black robe, was still wearing a thin suit and seemed to be completely unaffected by the cold.

After entering the northern part of the Tianhun Empire, the master and disciple bought a map in the city and continued to move north. In just one day, Wang Lin and Long Xiaoyao stood at the northern border of the Tianhun Empire.

In the vast expanse of white sky and earth, Wang Lin held a map in his hand, and white mist exhaled from his mouth and nose, which immediately turned into ice chips and flew in the air.

Wang Lin, who was almost wrapped into a ball, turned his head with difficulty to look at Long Xiaoyao, who was only wearing a thin suit. Long Xiaoyao's long eyebrows fluttered in the cold wind.

"Master, the far north is ahead, and there is no map."

As he spoke, he handed the map in his hand to Long Xiaoyao. The northward position on the map was all large white areas with a line of small annotations on it.

"The far north is a restricted area for humans. Soul beasts are infested. Danger, danger, danger!"

The last three dangers are marked in red letters.

"Let's go!"

Long Xiaoyao took the map without even looking at it. His black eyes narrowed and he stared at a figure that was getting smaller and smaller at the end of the northern horizon.

With his eyesight, even though the figure was far away in the horizon, he could still tell at a glance that it was a human, and a teenager at that.

"Let's go!"

Long Xiaoyao spoke up, not paying attention to the figure who entered the Far North alone. There are people who want to enter the forbidden area to search for treasures every year.

"Let's go." Wang Lin retracted his head and walked side by side with Long Xiaoyao towards the far north. He did not see the figure that had disappeared from the horizon.

So Wang Lin didn’t know that Huo Yuhao entered the Far North only half an hour faster than him.

(End of this chapter)