Han Li did not really think that he was a genius just because Guang Ling behaved a little inappropriately.

He knew very well that he was not a genius. He was just a second-class strongman who was no different from Huang Tao, and he was a liberal arts student. Before crossing over, he was at risk of unemployment at any time. It was only in this Dou Luo continent where everyone was smart that he stood out.

"It seems that what the people in Zidian said about your love of reading all kinds of books a few years ago was not in vain. How did you think of developing your martial soul in this way? No one should have taught you, right?" Guang Ling couldn't help but ask.

"To be honest, teacher, I have read most of the books in the Spirit Hall and Notting College, and I have come to a conclusion that the spirit is inherited through blood." Han Li spread his hands and spoke again: "For someone like me, if I want to turn things around, there is only one way out, and that is through mutation."

Guang Ling looked at the disciple who was speaking very maturely and did not interrupt. He himself was a beneficiary of the martial soul mutation, so he was naturally very clear about this.

"My parents' martial spirits are both mutated martial spirits, although the degree of mutation is not high, and I am likely to inherit one of them. Of course, it is also possible that it will degenerate, but I am not willing to just be like this."

Han Li paused and said, "It wasn't until I saw an example of an elemental weapon spirit that continuously evolved through superposition of attributes that a flash of inspiration came to my mind and I came up with this idea. Even if my idea fails, as long as I can stabilize the elemental attributes of the spirit, at worst, my descendants won't have a bad start, right?"

At this point, he smiled: "However, it is not necessary now. My martial soul is stronger than I thought, but I still want to try this idea. After all, as the teacher said, simply adding a single element soul ring and a pure amplification soul ring will waste my talent and even cause unstable mutations, not to mention that they are two completely different forms of attack mode."

Guang Ling nodded unconsciously. He was convinced, and with his knowledge as a Super Douluo, it was easy for him to analyze whether it was feasible. After all, the cultivation after level 95 was no longer a simple accumulation of soul power, but the development and understanding of martial souls.

In his opinion, although it might not be right, it certainly would not be wrong. At least, cultivating martial spirits in this way could easily allow him and the disciple in front of him to cultivate to level 97.

I only have the potential to be a Super Douluo, a sentence popped up in Guang Ling’s mind.

Then he was overjoyed. Except for Xiaoxue who had the angel inheritance and was 100% able to reach level 99, the other priests had not taught any super Douluo. Even those who had been instructed had not broken through the limit of level 95. And he, Guangling, his disciples would definitely not be weaker than him in the future.

This alone is enough, Bibi Dong, thank you, but when you step down as Pope, it will be the time for us to play mixed doubles against you as master and disciple, Guang Ling thought happily in his heart.

"Teacher? Teacher? Do you think this is feasible?"

Han Li looked at Guang Ling who was grinning foolishly for no apparent reason and couldn't help but shout out loud.

“Ahem.”

Guang Ling's thoughts returned to reality. He pretended to cough and looked at his disciple seriously: "There is nothing wrong with your idea. I agree with you. I can guarantee your early growth. But this does not mean that you can completely abandon your early combat ability. Later, I will train you specifically so that you can have a certain combat ability without relying on soul skills."

"But this kind of training might be very hard for you. Can you understand that?"

After listening to Han Li's plan, Guang Ling was indeed ready to give up his early combat power, but who made him think of Bibi Dong just now? In this way, how could his disciple be weaker than that little fox? If you really want to be serious, in fact, the little fox is a few years older than Han Li, but Guang Ling's disciple has never been weaker than others in his life, I believe he will overcome it, well, he always believes in his disciples, Guang Ling told himself again and again in his heart.

Han Li watched Guang Ling speak and gradually became a little malicious, and his sense of crisis increased, but he really didn't want to be a real waste, so he gritted his teeth and nodded.

Isn't it just a bit of hardship in the early stages? Just endure it and it will pass. It will only take twenty years at most. Just think of the wonderful life after becoming a god, and just treat it as paying off a mortgage, he said fiercely in his heart.

Han Li thought for a moment and replied, "About the elements. In this way, I might be able to further determine the direction. Even if I fail, the impact on the future can be minimized."

After hearing his words, Guang Ling tried hard to search for a suitable soul beast in his mind. After thinking for a while, he said, "Well, if I remember correctly, there should be a soul beast suitable for your first soul ring among the small soul beasts raised in Wuhun City. There is no need to take you to hunt it."

"But I need to remind you. I was so excited just now that I forgot to tell you. If you want to realize your idea, it depends on your understanding. As far as I know, among the soul beasts known so far, there are quite a few that have elemental affinity after being hunted and become soul ring skills, but those with elemental control effects have not been discovered yet."

Guang Ling's expression became serious again and he reminded solemnly.

Han Li nodded thoughtfully. It's not that he didn't have any, but he just couldn't beat them. He didn't know if killing the Silver Dragon King, a divine beast, would result in a soul ring? Would it only have elemental affinity? However, this was enough. He could rely on immortal herbs and strong mental power to reduce the difficulty later. As he became stronger, his luck would also bless him. In addition, with all the imaginations in his previous life, if he still couldn't get through this path, then he didn't want to play anymore.

"That's enough, teacher. Who makes me your disciple?" Han Li replied with a smile.

"Haha, well said. When the time comes, you and I, master and disciple, will both be peerless. Let them be envious of us." Guang Ling was stunned at first, then laughed.

"Teacher will see this day." Han Li clenched his fist and said seriously.

"Come on, take me to meet the people who have supported you over the years. I must thank them for letting me have a good disciple like you."

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Guang Ling smiled, took Han Li's hand, and walked out on his own initiative.

This meal was a great success for both the host and the guests. As Guang Ling was in a good mood, he praised the three people as much as he could. Well, the kind of compliments he gave them were forced. After all, with Guang Ling's personality, he would never pay attention to such low-level soul masters in the past. He even promised them that they could make a request that was not excessive.

Ma Xiunuo, Xiao Zhan and Su Yuntao were flattered, but at Han Li's suggestion, they each made a suitable request. Guang Ling was not vague and sent a letter on the spot. It must be that within a few days, the three of them will receive the good news.

Han Li was also very happy for the three of them, but now he was still weak and did not have enough ability to repay them. Now he could only rely on the teacher's ability to give back some money first.

After knowing that Guang Ling was about to take Han Li away, the three of them chatted with Han Li for a long time, said goodbye to each of them, and left reluctantly.

Han Li, who had been well prepared, summoned all the servants in the mansion, compensated them for half a year's salary, and dismissed them all before bringing Xiu'er to the teacher.

Gently locking the door, Han Li looked back at the place where he had lived for nearly three years, then turned and walked towards Guang Ling and Xiu'er who were waiting on the side.

Guang Ling didn't say much. He picked up one of them in each hand, spread out his ice-blue wings behind him, and soared into the sky under the shocked gazes of passers-by in Notting City.

New book, please read it~~~~~ 　　 　 (End of this chapter)