Chapter 4: Become a disciple and be crowned as a Title Douluo

"Give...Give...Give me a master?"

Ye Feng was stunned. He was just muttering in his heart that Tang San had a father who was a Titled Douluo, and the system actually gave Ye Feng a master. And a Titled Douluo-level master.

Swoosh

A sound of air breaking through the air was heard. A figure fell from the sky.

The person who came was an old man from the outside. He was wearing a spotless snow-white robe, his hair and beard were all white, and his long silver hair was neatly combed behind his back. He had a simple appearance, his face was as delicate as a baby, his expression was very indifferent, his eyes seemed to be unable to see anything around him, he just stood there quietly, and didn't speak. But he just stood there, but still gave people a feeling that he was the only one in the world.

The old man flew down on his sword and stepped onto the land of the Holy Soul Village. Looking around, his eyes finally fell on Ye Feng.

The old man was looking at Ye Feng, and Ye Feng was also looking at the old man who suddenly came to the Holy Soul Village.

Swoosh

Then, another sound of breaking the wind was heard. A man appeared on the roof next to him, jumped down, and landed steadily beside the old man without making any sound.

The second person who appeared was a middle-aged man. He had a jade-like face, a straight nose and a square mouth, a gentle and elegant appearance, and a spotless white robe. He looked about forty years old, with a gentle look, and looked like an ordinary person. A head of smooth black hair was scattered behind his back, and everything looked so casual, without any pretense.

"Uncle Jian, is this here?" the middle-aged man asked.

"It was here just now, why did it suddenly disappear now?" The old man looked puzzled, and the sound he made was like a sharp blade that could cut people's hearts.

Uncle Jian?

Ye Feng was stunned when he heard the middle-aged man address the old man.

Looking at the world of soul masters, there are very few people who can have such a strong cultivation, and their hair and beards are all white, flying with swords, and being called Uncle Jian. In Ye Feng's mind, a person came to mind, the guardian Douluo Jian Dao Chen Xin of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

Ye Feng looked at the middle-aged man. He was dressed elegantly and looked very noble. He must be Ning Fengzhi, the leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

"According to the time, it is the day for the children of school age in the nearby villages to awaken their martial spirits. Could it be that he has left?" Ning Fengzhi asked thoughtfully.

"I don't think he has left." Jian Dao Chen Xin stared at Ye Feng.

Jian Dao Chen Xin and Ning Fengzhi, when they just passed by here, Jian Dao Chen Xin suddenly felt a strange fluctuation. The aura of this fluctuation was not weak. He, who loved swords like his life, could feel that someone around him had a powerful sword-type martial spirit.

Jian Dao Chen Xin could tell from the fluctuations emitted by the other party's martial spirit that the other party had a martial spirit of quality not inferior to his Seven Killing Sword. With curiosity, Jian Dao Chen Xin and Ning Fengzhi came to the Martial Spirit Hall of the Holy Soul Village.

"Soul power level 30!" Ning Fengzhi looked at Ye Feng and blurted out.

"Level 30?" Ye Feng was stunned.

Ye Feng had just awakened his martial soul and didn't know how to hide his soul power. When Ning Fengzhi looked at him, he immediately saw through his soul power level.

Ye Feng finally understood now. Why did the system not give him a reward when he was complaining? It turned out that his innate soul power level was ten levels higher than Qian Renxue. Naturally, he did not meet the prerequisites for triggering the reward.

"Kid, what is your martial soul? Show me." Jian Dao Chenxin's tone was flat, full of unquestionable colors.

"Okay." Ye Feng smiled slightly and flipped his right hand empty. Nine Heart Begonia appeared in his palm.

"Nine Heart Begonia?" Ning Fengzhi, who had the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower martial soul, was stunned.

For Ning Fengzhi, his martial soul, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower, was recognized as the first auxiliary weapon martial soul on the continent, but only he knew that the real first auxiliary weapon martial soul on the continent was not the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower, but the Nine Heart Begonia.

Therefore, Ning Fengzhi had special feelings for the Nine Heart Begonia martial soul. Seeing the martial soul summoned by Ye Feng, he immediately thought of the Nine-Heart Begonia.

"No, this is not the Nine-Heart Begonia. It looks the same as the Nine-Heart Begonia, but the color and material are obviously wrong." Ning Fengzhi fell into deep thought, looking at Ye Feng's martial soul.

Although Ye Feng's martial soul is the same shape as the Nine-Heart Begonia, it has no color and the texture is transparent, as if it is carved from jade.

Although Ye Feng's martial soul is not the Nine-Heart Begonia, Ning Fengzhi still looked at Ye Feng in shock. Because he has sensed that the quality of Ye Feng's martial soul is actually above the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower.

Jian Dao Chen Xin's eyes also obviously had a look of shock, and after a moment he returned to normal: "I'm not referring to your martial soul, I'm referring to your sword-shaped martial soul."

"Sword-shaped martial soul!"

Ning Fengzhi looked at Ye Feng in surprise, muttering and repeating Jian Dao Chen Xin's words, and almost petrified on the spot exclaimed: "Uncle Jian, do you mean...he awakened the twin martial souls?"

"Yeah."

Jian Dao Chen Xin nodded. As if he had found a gold mountain, he stared at Ye Feng with fiery eyes.

Not only Jian Dao Chen Xin, but also Ning Fengzhi, who was as rich as a country, stared at Ye Feng with fiery eyes.

Throughout the ages, there are only two well-known soul masters with twin martial souls. One of them is Bibi Dong, the current pope of the Wuhun Hall.

If a soul master can have two martial souls, it means that the number of his soul rings will increase to eighteen. Soul rings can increase the attributes of soul masters. If there are nine more soul rings, the benefits to the soul master are self-evident.

It's just that Jian Dao Chen Xin and Ning Feng Zhi didn't know that Ye Feng's number of martial souls was not two but three. The soul rings that Ye Feng could finally have were not eighteen, but twenty-seven!

"Child, show me your sword-shaped martial soul!" Jian Dao Chen Xin demanded strongly.

"Okay." Ye Feng replied helplessly.

Jian Dao Chen Xin's martial soul is the Seven Killing Sword. As a Titled Douluo, he is also addicted to swords. Now Ye Feng doesn't even know how to hide his soul power. It's not a curious thing to be discovered by the other party that he has a sword-shaped martial soul.

Ye Feng raised his left hand, and a golden sleeve sword floated in his palm.

The sword body is engraved with the sun, moon, stars, and mountains, rivers, and plants on one side. The hilt is engraved with farming and animal husbandry on one side, and the strategy of unifying the world on the other side.

The light is colorful and the momentum is extraordinary.

Although the golden pocket sword is not attached with any soul rings now, it can still be seen that there are circles of tiny ripples around it.

Donglong

After the sword appeared, Jiandao Chenxin could clearly feel his Seven Killing Sword Martial Soul throbbing constantly. It was as if he had encountered something terrible.

"Child, you actually awakened the twin martial souls."

Ning Fengzhi was very excited, staring at Ye Feng, and asked: "Child, have you ever been engaged?"

Child, have you ever been engaged?

Ye Feng and Jiandao Chenxin were stunned, looking at Ning Fengzhi in surprise. The meaning was already very clear, Ning Fengzhi wanted Ning Rongrong and Ye Feng to be engaged!

"Fengzhi!" Jiandao Chenxin exclaimed softly.

"Ahem!"

Ning Fengzhi coughed awkwardly, paused, and asked: "Child, where are your parents, can you take uncle to see your parents?"

"My parents are dead." Ye Feng replied.

"Dead?" Ning Fengzhi raised his eyebrows slightly. Wedding banquets are important matters, parents' orders and matchmaker's words. Ye Feng's parents are dead, so Ning Fengzhi has no idea what to do to Ye Feng.

"Child, what's your name?" Jian Dao Chen Xin's sword-like eyes pierced through Ning Fengzhi's mind, and turned to ask Ye Feng.

"Ye Feng. The leaf of the tree, the peak of the mountain. Ye Feng." Ye Feng replied.

"Ye Feng... The leaves are green and the flowers are red, and the peak is so beautiful that all the mountains are small. What a good name." Jian Dao Chen Xin praised, paused, and said: "It seems that today I, Jian Dao Chen Xin, will also be persistent."

Persistent?

Ye Feng was stunned. He thought to himself, is Jian Dao Chen Xin trying to take him in as a disciple?