Chapter 212: The Canonization of the Princess Knight, Moon Moth Phoenix's Request for Help
"Come to think of it, there are still vacancies for the canonization of twelve guardian holy souls in the Parthenon Divine Soul." Wang Feng suddenly had a flash of inspiration and immediately had a candidate.
"Although it may seem like forcing things, more strength is never a bad thing," he muttered to himself.
Not long after, Mu Ningxue, Qin Yuer, Ai Li, Ye Chang, Jiang Shaoxu, Ding Yumian and others arrived at Wang Feng's manor one after another.
Wang Feng's eyes twitched slightly as he looked at Lingling and Austin who were mixed in the crowd: "I don't think I invited you?"
"Hmph!" Lingling crossed her arms. "You must be planning something. Don't even think about hiding it from me."
"That's right~" Austin agreed, shaking his head, "How can we have a party without me~"
Wang Feng held his forehead and sighed, with veins throbbing faintly on his forehead.
"Forget it." He waved his hand, his expression serious. "I called you here because of the Parthenon Spirit."
Ye Chang's eyes flickered slightly: "Master, are you talking about the twelve guardian spirits?"
As a former descendant of the Parthenon, she naturally knew this secret.
"That's right." Wang Feng nodded and explained, "This is a kind of inherited power, which can enable those who have not reached the forbidden spell to gain the power of forbidden spells and improve their life level; the magician who has reached the forbidden spell can further improve his strength." Wang Feng said.
Although the Parthenon Soul is not as good as the Seraph Soul Embryo, it allows the owner of the Holy Soul to have the ability to fight the emperor in close combat.
But it can still compete with the ordinary Golden Titan.
Before he finished speaking, the eyes of the women present were already showing different lights - some were surprised, some were shocked, and some were eager to try.
"Tsk, so that's what it is." Lingling curled her lips, feeling a little disappointed.
As the only ordinary person present, she was obviously not eligible for this enthronement.
Wang Feng noticed Lingling's slight emotion and chuckled, "Don't worry, I've reserved a Holy Soul for you. Once your cultivation level catches up, you can confer the title at any time."
Lingling's eyes lit up, and she hummed in satisfaction.
"Wang Feng~ I want one too~" Austin raised his arms high, jumping for joy like a primary school student.
"Why are you, a dragon, joining in the fun?" Wang Feng rolled his eyes at her unhappily.
"Ah~" Austin crossed his arms in ecstasy, "It's that look of disgust~"
Qin Yuer and the others were no longer surprised - it would be abnormal if this dragon became serious one day.
"So, can we really directly obtain forbidden spell-level strength?" Jiang Shaoxu asked seriously.
She didn't like practicing cultivation. If her brother Jiang Shaojun hadn't disappeared, she would have been a heartless playboy like Ai Tutu.
"Yes, but not entirely." Wang Feng raised a finger. "If you want to gain the power to protect the Holy Soul, you must first have the faith of the guardian of the Holy Soul."
Everyone nodded thoughtfully, and only then did they truly understand the weight of the word "protect".
"Secondly," Wang Feng continued, "to carry the Holy Soul, one needs at least a super-level cultivation base, and the body must undergo special tempering."
"Super class?" Several people looked at each other.
Except for Qin Yuer and Ye Chang, the others present were only at the high-level, and Ai Li had just broken through to the intermediate level not long ago.
Wang Feng chuckled and said, "It may be difficult for ordinary people, but for you..." He glanced at the crowd, "Super Class is just the starting point."
Now he has all the resources he needs - the Mu family, the Nanrong family, and the Parthenon are all his "reservoirs".
The holy land for cultivation created by the veins of Feiniao City is truly unparalleled.
It is only a matter of time before they break through to the super level.
Especially Ding Yumian, as a victim of the psychic system, if he had not deliberately suppressed his psychic system in recent years, he would have entered the super-level realm long ago.
"Let Ye Chang demonstrate it to you first." Wang Feng raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Ye Chang's physical fitness and cultivation level fully meet the conditions for being accommodated by the Holy Soul.
In an instant, his temperament suddenly sublimated, as if a god from the ninth heaven had descended, sacred and inviolable.
At this moment, he and Parthenon's soul were perfectly integrated, and they were indistinguishable from each other.
"Ye Chang!" Wang Feng's voice seemed to come from the sky. "In the name of the divine soul, I grant you the [Holy Soul of Artemis] and order you to hunt down all enemies that harm flying birds!"
A brilliant golden light descended from the sky, enveloping Ye Chang.
Ye Chang, who had already reached the semi-forbidden spell realm, now crossed the seemingly unreachable threshold with ease as if it were flat ground.
Her sea of stars instantly transformed into the vast universe, and a set of gorgeous holy clothes automatically covered her body.
"This is..." Ye Chang was shocked as she felt the new power surging in her body. It was a leap in the level of life - at this moment, she felt that she could stand shoulder to shoulder with the Golden Titan!
"Master. No, Your Majesty!" Ye Chang knelt on one knee, his eyes flashing with fanaticism. "I swear to destroy all enemies who threaten Feiniao City!"
Wang Feng nodded slightly, gathered his spiritual power, and turned his gaze to the others: "How do you feel?"
Ai Li covered her chest, her face pale. "Sister Ye Chang's breath was so strong just now that I almost forgot to breathe."
"The life level is close to that of a mid-level monarch." Austin rarely showed a serious expression.
At the same time, I also feel sorry for Wen Tai's choice.
If the soul holder had not voluntarily died, the Holy Court of Justice would have been unable to do anything to him with just the twelve guardian holy souls.
"Yu'er," Wang Feng's gaze fell on the ice-type girl. "Your physique is not up to standard yet and needs to be tempered. Tomorrow I will teach you a secret method to draw on magic energy and starlight. You will soon be able to meet the carrying capacity standards."
Qin Yu'er nodded slightly, anticipation in her eyes.
Wang Feng glanced at Mu Ningxue, Ding Yumian and the others in turn, and said with a smile:
"Work hard, girls. Once you reach a higher level, I will grant you the Holy Soul."
Ding Yumian's eyes flickered slightly, and he secretly decided to go into seclusion tonight to make a breakthrough.
Mu Ningxue and Jiang Shaoxu nodded in unison. They were fascinated by the beauty and power of the holy garment.
Only Ai Li seemed uninterested. Aside from Ling Ling, she was the weakest among the group present.
If you want to reach the super level, it will take at least six or seven years.
The princess knight who wants to become a teacher is still a long way off.
"No hurry." Wang Feng suddenly rubbed her head and said softly, "Master will wait for you."
Suddenly, a streak of light streaked across the sky and flew rapidly towards the manor.
Ye Chang's expression suddenly changed, and she instantly flashed in front of Wang Feng. The holy clothes reappeared, and the magic power surged.
"Don't be nervous, we are one family." Wang Feng raised his hand to stop him.
The light fell to the ground, revealing the Moon Moth Phoenix that had rushed back from Hangzhou, and Yu Shishi on its back.
"Uncle Long's guardian! Come with me!" The anxious voice of the Moon Moth Phoenix echoed directly in Wang Feng's heart, "The Devil Tree has started the slaughter again!"
Wang Feng's eyes flashed, and he immediately thought of the Tianguan purple linden tree.
The devil tree that clearly possesses the power of an invincible monarch, but is too cautious and good at disguise!
Wang Feng's eyes fell on Ye Chang, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
"That's perfect. Let's use that devil tree to test your current strength, Ye Chang!"
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P.S. I just flipped through the chapter about Ye Xinxia canonizing the Holy Soul and discovered how incredibly powerful the Parthenon is. The Knights' Hall alone has hundreds of Golden Knights (Super Class), thousands of Silver Moon Knights (High-Class - Super Class), and four thousand Blue Star Knights (High-Class).
So how did Xuanshe, a mere supreme monarch, survive?
(End of this chapter)
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