Thunder Martial

Swallow the soul fruit, it works wonderfully well. After all the energy has been digested, Purple discovers that his actions are a little more comfortable.

If there is a sufficient number of soul fruits, it is believed that he will be able to solve the problem of rule exclusion in a very short time and adapt smoothly to the world.

“How's it going? ”

The mountain looked at him with anticipation in his eyes.

Purple nodded and said: "Much better. ”

Through earlier conversations with Han Rui, Purple Rui no longer expects more life crystals, so it is up to her to adapt to the place or to herself.

“Then get some rest and I'll come back tomorrow. ”

Purple nodded.

The hill left and closed the door again.

Purple begins to practice ghost phagocytosis again, the pain previously alleviated, aggravated again.

But in order not to be called an idiot, Zijuan must persevere.

A glimmer of soul power enters the body and becomes a part of one's body.

It's just these spiritual forces from the outside world, like being made up of countless fine needles, dense and numb, in the process of integrating themselves, is the process of piercing the body.

The pain is intolerable.

But still have to endure.

On that day, four people in a row remained unproductive.

“Yamagata, if you hadn't saved that kid last time, we would have caught a Phantom. ”

Han Rui all along the way, the number of grievances settled on the mountain, “Now it's good, there's nothing to gain. What do the people in the village live on next? You're gonna watch everybody starve to death! ”

The mountains are silent, not knowing whether it is self-understanding or not.

The day after he woke up, he finally left the room, but he was still slow and needed to walk with a wooden stick.

A group of skinny yellow-faced children enthusiastically led him to the entrance of the village, where they were always waiting for the return of the hunting team.

It's a hunting team. There's only four of them.

“My name is Liang Bao, what is your name? ”

A little boy, about ten years old, crooked his head and looked at the purple.

“Zi Chen. ”

Zixuan said that the voice was a little dull, which was caused by the constant suffering of the soul.

“Which village were you from before?” Liangbao asked again.

Purple shook his head and didn't know how to answer.

Bright Bao mistakenly thought that Purple had forgotten his identity, and some were surprised to say: “Are you being used as bait by them? ”

“What bait?” Ziqian asked curiously.

“When hunting ghost beasts, the chances of success are greater if bait is present. I was told by the village chief that in other villages, people without awakening powers would be used as bait.” Bright Bao stared into his eyes and said, "Are you just being used as bait? ”

But then Liang Bao shook his head and said: “No, look at your outfit, it should come from a big tribe, it shouldn't be used as bait. ”

Heard Liangbao say that Purple Heart is also more and more grateful for the mountain, the timing of its own appearance, is entirely a natural bait, but the mountain helped save itself.

In places like this, such behaviour is invaluable.

“Back, back! ”

The voices of other children rang, followed by a cheer.

Zijuan heads up and sees the four of them come home empty-handed, apparently without any gain today.

A group of children cheered and ran forward.

Purple sighed.

“Disappointed, not harvested today, was that bloody idiot who got us out of luck and had no harvest for days. ”

As he spoke, Han Rui was looking toward Purple, his eyes were remarkable, and he saw Purple standing at the door to greet him.

“Hanry, shut up. What does it matter if it's purple? ”

In the morning, she went to the purple room again and had a conversation with Purple and learned his name.

“If it hadn't been for him, we'd have had our harvest a few days ago, and we'd have waited till now? ”

Han Rui coldly said: “It's fine now, we haven't had anything for days. I don't know how many people will starve to death in the next few days. ”

After a glimpse of the purple, Han Rui said politely: “Don't you save him, you will not listen, now that we are in the village, I don't know how many people are going to die of starvation because of him! ”

At this time, a pedestrian had approached the entrance of the village. Hanri glanced at the purple glance, snorted coldly, and said ‘idiot’. Next, he turned to enter the village.

"Don't worry, Han Rui is the kind of person, he didn't mean anything to you. ”

Purple nodded, sending him under the fence, and did not appear to be qualified to speak at the moment.

It should be the greatest consolation for children, including a line of juveniles, to welcome four people into their villages as long as they are able to come back alive every day, regardless of what they have gained or not.

Purple was left there alone, looking at the darkening sky, looking at the end of the horizon, as if it were a dark forest of giant beasts, and he said implicitly, “What is this place? ”

In his heart, a feeling of powerlessness arose.

“Cough!”

There was a slight cough that rang from behind.

Purple retracted his mind and immediately turned his head and saw an old man with a crutch standing behind him.

Zijuan gave a bow to the elderly.

The old man walked to the purple body, the light flashed in his hand, a soul fruit appeared and passed to the purple.

Purple glanced at the old man, his waist was rickety, his face was wrinkled, like there was not much time.

He shook his head and did not accept.

Though deep in my heart I know that the fruit of life is a good thing.

“How does it taste? ”

The old man said again that the voice was more dull.

Zijuan shook his head again, and he came to the village for several days, clearly aware of the value of the soul fruit.

It can be said that this is something that can really save lives.

Life for all!

The old man did not ask for it, but put away the fruit of his soul. He walked to the purple body and said: "In this place, there is no fruit of his soul, and no one can survive. ”

Zi Zheng listened quietly and did not intervene.

The old man went on to say: "Life soul fruit is the only thing that sustains life. To survive, it is necessary to continuously acquire life soul fruit. ”

"How do you get the soul fruit?" asked Zijuan. ”

The old man said: "Grab a Soul Phagocyst and exchange the corresponding soul fruit for the tribes that have the divine soul. ”

“Divine soul, what is that thing?” Zijuan asked again.

The old man smiled slightly, bitter but mysterious: “A very precious thing, precious to our village of Kata, cannot be obtained in any way. ”

Zi Xin silenced down.

The old man glanced at the purple cane and walked away, “Young man, if you need soul fruit, you can come to me. ”