"Inherited soul! And..."
Le Qianyao looked at the three soul rings that appeared under his feet: purple, purple, and platinum.
This platinum-colored soul ring is not an ordinary soul ring.
To be precise, it should be called a faith soul ring!
Because the production of this round of soul rings does not rely on soul beasts or souls, but comes from the power of faith in the angel cemetery.
This round of soul rings has no levels, and the angel soul is the carrier of this round of faith soul rings.
In Le Qianyao's perception, this faith soul ring gave him an extremely powerful soul skill.
"Angel Heart!"
Le Qianyao cannot release this soul skill directly, but needs to rely on the angel soul to release it.
The function of the Angel's Heart is also very simple. It eliminates all negative states in oneself and restores all soul power, bringing oneself back to the most perfect state.
There are no side effects, but it can only be used once a day.
A perfect life-saving skill!
Le Qianyao looked at the angel soul in front of him, smiled and pinched the angel soul.
"I'll call you Dudu from now on!"
Dudu seemed to feel it and rubbed it on Le Qianyao's hand.
"It seems that you like this name too!"
…
At this time, on the other side of the Angel Cemetery.
Le Qianxue sat cross-legged quietly on the ground. In the cemetery, countless sacred powers emerged, like trickling streams, converging towards Le Qianxue from all directions.
Under the influence of this divine power, the divine attributes in Le Qianxue's body grew rapidly, gradually reaching a balanced state with the evil attributes.
At this moment, a golden light carrying a strong sacred power fell on Le Qianxue like a light feather.
In an instant, the scene in front of her eyes changed suddenly, and a magnificent cliff appeared in her field of vision. In front of the cliff, a sea of clouds was surging, majestic and magnificent.
A quiet woman sat on the edge of the cliff, her long golden hair cascading like a waterfall and swirling casually on the ground, like a beautiful painting.
As if noticing Le Qianxue's arrival, the woman waved gently, motioning her to come forward.
Seeing that familiar figure, Le Qianxue's eyes instantly turned red, and the pent-up guilt in her heart surged into her heart like a flood.
She trotted into the woman's arms, her voice choked with sobs: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry! I messed up everything!"
"It's all my fault, go ahead and scold me!" Le Qianxue buried her head in the woman's chest, her tears soaking her clothes.
The woman was none other than Qian Yuhan, the first generation angel god.
It's a pity that Qian Yuhan's real body is no longer there, and now only a trace of consciousness remains on the continent.
Qian Yuhan gently stroked Le Qianxue's head, and his slender fingers gently straightened her messy hair.
"Silly child, there is no absolute right or wrong in this world. You are just temporarily lost in the fog of fate."
"But... the Spirit Hall was destroyed by my hands, the angels' ten-thousand-year heritage was destroyed by my hands, even the heritage of the Angel God was cut short by my hands, I..."
Qian Yuhan lightly touched the sea of clouds with his fingertips, and the sea of clouds became like a mirror wrinkled by the wind, with the scene of the Temple Square reflected in the ripples.
"Everything is good now, isn't it? Inheritance has never been a static shackle."
"Xue'er, I'm gone a long time ago. I just wanted to remind you."
Qian Yuhan tapped Le Qianxue's forehead lightly, "Just like I abandoned you back then, are you going to abandon it too?"
"I..."
"Light and darkness are two sides of the same coin. Why should we abandon one?"
"Angel, her heart turns to light because she sympathizes with the suffering of all living beings. She falls into darkness because she bears the sins of all living beings..."
..Since you have been reborn, you should let go of the shackles of the past and live a new life..."
As he spoke, Qian Yuhan's figure gradually disappeared.
The scene before me gradually became dreamy and faded away.
At this moment, in Le Qianxue's dantian, the two forces of holiness and evil finally reached an absolute balance.
They no longer repel each other, but form a rotating cyclone, like the yin and yang fish, giving birth to perfect harmony in chaos.
This balance is as solid as a rock and can no longer be broken by external forces.
Le Qianxue slowly opened her eyes, and the haze in her eyes had completely dissipated.
And his own soul power also came naturally and broke through to level 27.
"Sister Xue'er, are you awake?"
"Yeah." Le Qianxue's eyes flickered and she responded with a smile.
"Hey! It seems that Sister Xue'er has become much gentler." Yali looked at Le Qianxue and said.
"Why, wasn't I gentle before?" Le Qianxue rubbed Yali's little face and joked.
"Well, Sister Xue'er...I don't mean that. I just feel that Sister Xue'er is not like before. Before, no matter who she was, she always gave off a cold feeling. But now, that cold feeling is gone."
"Then I must be the one who melted my heart because of Lil's sister!"
Le Qianyao also stood up and walked over.
"You have broken through level 30?" Le Qianxue said in surprise as she felt the fluctuation of soul power on Le Qianyao's body.
"Well, there happened to be a breakthrough." Le Qianyao released his martial soul, and the three soul rings under his feet vibrated rhythmically.
Purple, violet, platinum.
"Platinum? What kind of spirit ring is this?"
After listening to Le Qianyao's explanation, Le Qianxue was even more surprised.
"Faith Soul Ring?" It was the first time she heard of such a thing as a Faith Soul Ring.
Le Qianyao smiled slightly. There are many strange spirit rings in this world, such as qi and blood spirit rings.
When Le Qianyao told everyone about the effects of his soul skills, everyone was shocked.
"Restored to perfect condition? If it's in battle, wouldn't that be like having two lives?"
"abnormal!"
Le Qianyao suddenly thought that Yali's original praying angel seemed to rely on the power of faith to practice.
"Lier, can you see the white light on my soul ring?" Le Qianyao asked.
"Well, I see a lot of white breaths around converging on your spirit ring. What's wrong, Brother Xiaoyao?" Yali nodded.
"Sure enough." Le Qianyao continued, "Then Li'er, try and see if Xiaoyuan can absorb this energy flow."
"I'll try." Yali summoned Xiaoyuan and went in the direction Yali pointed.
Xiaoyuan grabbed a wisp of power of faith, and then she threw it away. The wisp of power of faith returned to Le Qianyao's faith soul ring.
Yali shook her head and said, "Xiaoyuan said no. She said that it was the power of faith from the Lord, the power of faith that the world offered to the Sun God. She can indeed absorb the power of faith, but she can only absorb the power of faith from her own faith."
"Is that so?" Le Qianyao lowered his eyes and thought.
In the original book, Yali gained a lot of power of faith by living in the slums and selflessly helping others.
However, due to her own reasons, Yali's growth trajectory was changed, which also deprived Yali of the opportunity to accumulate the power of faith.
Perhaps this can be utilized. The power of faith does not seem to be a bad thing for Yali.
The pure power of faith can help Yali grow her strength faster.