Tang San saw Feng Yixuan and guessed his teacher, and felt very proud. After all, his teacher was so famous, he still felt quite proud.

"Brother Feng has heard of my teacher?"

"Well, I won't talk about your teacher's deeds.

I don’t comment on his research on martial souls anymore, but, mistress, do you think the theory developed by a great soul master will be credible?" Feng Tanran asked.

Tang San was stunned when he heard this, but his heart was filled with storms. Yes, he is just a great soul master. No matter how smart he is, how credible can the things he has developed?

"But, the teacher's theory... has many reasons." Tang San originally wanted to say that the teacher's theory was not wrong, but isn't it right in front of him that it could overturn Yu Xiaogang's theory?

“That’s not a theory, it’s an attempt!

The maximum age of the first soul ring of ordinary soul masters is 430 years. This is the most basic common sense for major soul master academies and sects, but no one has sorted out them.

And, who said that 430 years is the limit of the first soul ring?"

"The teacher said that those who tried the first soul ring in history to exceed the limit are dead." Tang Sandao.

"It's not that they are all dead, but that your teacher doesn't know!

For example, my first ring is nine hundred years old! And it is nine hundred years old for dragon-like martial souls. If it were replaced with other martial souls, I would be sure to absorb the thousand-year soul ring!

The mistress is not me slandering the master, but that his strength is there, and he cannot understand the true core secrets of the soul master, nor has he anyway to obtain. With the historical records, he cannot sum up an authoritative conclusion."

Tang San was silent for a moment, and his belief in the master was shaken at this moment. At the same time, a sentence the master once said echoed in his ears. He didn't care at that time. Now when he thinks about it, he realizes the key.

"Whether it is an ordinary soul master or the guys in the Martial Spirit Hall, I have no idea about my ten core competitiveness theories, and no one believes it. In the past, no soul master was willing to absorb different kinds of soul rings to strengthen himself. Missionary, are you willing to try it? Although I am absolutely sure in theory, no one has ever tried it. Practice is the only criterion for testing truth. The reason why the ten core competitiveness I proposed is just a theory rather than a truth is because no one is willing to practice it."

Yes, the master only wanted to realize his ten theoretical core competitiveness from beginning to end. Tang San was even more ridiculous to discover that there was a reason why the master was "sneered at" by the people in the Wuhun Hall.

Because what he summed up was common sense. For real sects, they knew all those things, but they were not systematically summarized.

And the master just briefly summarized it and then named the ten major theoretical core competitiveness, so he wanted to be recognized?

Not to mention whether his theory was summarized by himself, it is no longer credible based on his accuracy.

"Missary, if I'm not wrong, your martial soul..." Feng Yixuan was only halfway through his words, and Tang San stared at Feng Yixuan with wide eyes, looking at monsters. Then, he smiled bitterly again and said, "It's true..."

"Missary, has your teacher told you another question?" Feng Yixuan said with a smile.

"Your martial soul should be more than just the Blue Silver Grass. Because the Blue Silver Grass itself is very weak, and the possibility of being born with soul power is almost zero.

Even if there is, it is impossible to cultivate to a great soul master. Not to mention that your cultivation speed is so fast."

"Brother Feng, there is a reason why I practice fast." Tang San was quite grateful to Feng Yixuan. After all, Feng Yixuan was willing to say so much to him. If it were someone else, regardless of who your teacher is, who you are, and asking me the secret of the soul ring, it would be impossible.

"With a special method, it is impossible to cultivate an ordinary blue silver grass martial soul to your level!

There are no waste martial souls, only waste soul masters. Are you familiar with this sentence?"

"Well, the teacher said that."

"This sentence is fart! Since ancient times, how many people born with low soul power have become strong people? Why don't the master think about himself when he says this? His theory is so strong, why is his soul power still less than 30 levels? Isn't it because of the limitation of martial souls?" Feng Yixuan can be said to be a master of trampling openly, but Tang San has nothing to refute, because what Feng Yixuan said makes sense, he cannot refute, nor does he want to refute.

"Brother Feng, is there anything special about my blue silver grass? The teacher said that my blue silver grass is just an ordinary blue silver grass. Is it because..."

"Because of another martial soul, right?" Feng Yixuan said.

"Brother Feng also guessed it." Tang San nodded without hiding it. After all, he was here to ask for advice today.

"How do you feel about your other martial soul?"

“Very strong!”

"So, what about the blue silver grass?"

"Very weak!"

"One is very strong and the other is very weak, why can it coexist?"

“…………”

"Do you know the necessary conditions for the birth of twin martial souls?" Feng Yixuan asked again.

"This... I don't know!" Tang San said in shame.

"Don't be ashamed, because your teacher doesn't know either, it's not that you didn't study seriously!

One of the necessary conditions for the birth of twin martial souls: the attributes of the two martial souls are completely different."

"Yes, my two martial soul attributes are completely different." Tang San nodded.

"Another necessary condition: the quality of two martial souls must be of the same level! If your blue silver grass is just blue silver grass, then your second martial soul cannot be powerful!

The most important point is: it is impossible for a twin phenomenon to be born with a waste of martial soul!"

After hearing this, Tang San's eyes lit up, looked at Feng Yixuan, and asked nervously: "Feng Yixuan, my blue silver grass..."

"The true quality of your blue silver grass is on the same level as your other martial soul, and that's not wrong.

As for why your blue silver grass is blue silver grass, you probably haven’t fully awakened.” Feng Yixuan said.

"I haven't fully awakened?" Tang San felt that he had lived to be a dog for the past six years. He thought he had learned a lot of knowledge from his teacher, but now he found that those things were just ordinary common sense. He didn't know anything about the core secrets of soul masters and martial souls!

"Oh, forget it, I'll explain it to you. I think you can't get to these things." Feng Yixuan invisibly stepped on the master again, but he stepped on it reasonably, and Tang San was too lazy to care about it, and even didn't care about it at all. He also felt that the master was too useless. He wasted six years of his time, only learned some common sense, and he still brags about those things as if he was about to go to heaven.

In fact, those things can be found in the library of major sects.
Chapter completed!