The Journey to the Other World Starting from Douluo.

Chapter 13 Obtaining Xuantian Gong

Now that Wu Tong has the mind's eye, he can use the ability of perspective and insight to observe the flow of soul power in Tang San's body, and thus learn the Tang Sect's skills.

The so-called practice method is just a method of operating internal force. Of course, it only applies to the low-level martial arts world. In some high-level martial arts world, the practice method not only involves blood and soul, but even more involves mysterious things such as laws.

The Tang Clan's Xuantian Baolu is definitely from the low-level martial arts world, as it does not involve any laws or things like blood and qi. These are mostly ways of circulating energy in the body, which produce wonderful chemical reactions after passing through different acupuncture points and meridians, thus forming a variety of strange effects.

"Now that I have the Mind Eye Soul Bone, I can see through Tang San's body and observe the operation route of the Mysterious Heavenly Art. As long as there is a chance, even if it is only for a moment, I can use the ability of absolute memory to record the operation route of the art in detail."

The more Wu Tong thought about it, the more he felt that it was feasible, and he became more and more impatient.

"Even the other four techniques can be recorded in this way."

As for whether it was right for Tang San...

Wu Tong just wanted to laugh.

Tang San, the founder of the Tang Continent, the obstacle to the development of the Douluo era, the double-standard dog with a strong desire for control, the root cause of the evil soul masters... Such a person deserves to die ten thousand times, and who would care about Tang San's thoughts.

Now that the decision has been made, Wu Tong, who is very proactive, does not wait and starts to act.

If I remember correctly, Tang San would practice in the dormitory for a while every night. Although others thought he was practicing meditation, Wu Tong knew that Tang San was practicing Xuantian Gong, a martial arts technique from another world.

"In this case, there will be a chance tonight. Just take a look at it and you can get this technique."

Thinking of this, Wu Tong could no longer bear it, so he got up, packed his things, and left the library.

……

After returning to the dormitory.

It was already noon, and Tang San was not in the dormitory. At this time, he should be working in the blacksmith shop outside the school.

Wu Tong didn't care and washed up and went to bed.

He sat cross-legged at the head of the bed and began to practice meditation.

After obtaining the soul ring, Wu Tong's soul power reached level thirteen. This included the soul power accumulated during the bottleneck period, as well as the soul power obtained by absorbing soul rings of higher levels.

However, this kind of soul power was not pure. Wu Tong used meditation to compress and refine the soul power bit by bit, compressing the somewhat illusory soul power again and making it pure.

It was already night when he woke up again. The soul power in his body had been condensed and became pure again. Feeling that nearly one-fifth of his soul power was missing from his body, Wu Tong did not feel lost. After all, although his soul power had regressed, its quality had improved.

The time of practice always passes quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it is night.

After finishing his practice, Wu Tong opened his eyes. Most of his roommates had already returned, and many of them were practicing on their beds. After all, the talents of the poor were hard-earned, so all the children cherished them very much.

Tang San was naturally among them.

Tang San sat on the bed in the corner, with his five hearts facing the sky, his legs crossed, his hands on his knees, palms facing up, practicing his skills.

good chance.

Wu Tong saw this and decided not to waste any more time. While Tang San was still practicing with his eyes closed, he circulated the soul power in his body, and the lines between his eyebrows emitted a little light.

Mind's eye, perspective.

In Wu Tong's eyes, Tang San's clothes gradually disappeared, and his skin, flesh, meridians, and acupuncture points gradually became translucent. A stream of energy traveled through Tang San's body, flowing along the intricate meridians in his body, passing through the acupuncture points one by one, like an intricate river, spreading all over Tang San's body, constantly washing his body, driving the surrounding energy to gather towards Tang San.

After entering Tang San's body, it was wrapped up by the energy in Tang San's body and circulated along the route of the energy. In this process, the energy was assimilated, refined, and compressed, and finally became the energy in Tang San's body completely, indistinguishable from each other, and merged together with the previous energy.

Is this the Xuantian Gong? It is indeed not comparable to meditation.

Wu Tong was thinking, but his hands were moving quickly.

Mind's eye, insight.

As the lines glowed again, the energy circulation in Tang San's body seemed to slow down. Wu Tong could clearly see every detail of every place the energy passed through, where it needed to be slow, where it needed to be fast, where it had more, where it had less... all kinds of mysteries were clearly presented in Wu Tong's eyes.

"Oh no, we're going to be discovered."

at this time.

Wu Tong observed that Tang San's energy circulation gradually slowed down, his body muscles began to activate, and his fingers moved.

Wu Tong understood that Tang San must have sensed something, so he quickly stopped the circulation of his soul power, turned off the use of his soul bones, closed his eyes again, and pretended to be practicing.

Everything was completed in a short moment.

'Who is spying on me?'

Feeling a sense of being watched, Tang San opened his eyes and scanned the dormitory, but naturally found nothing.

‘Illusion? ’

Tang San scratched his head in confusion, and when he found that no one was looking at him, he ruled this feeling as an illusion.

Tang San, whose practice was interrupted, did not plan to continue practicing, but left the dormitory to wash up and go to bed. After all, there were still many things to do tomorrow.

Just after Tang San left, Wu Tong opened his eyes again and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, I was not discovered. I have successfully memorized the route of my soul power. The next step is to learn other skills. But there is no rush for those. There are still six years."

Wu Tong felt fortunate and excited at the same time. After all, he had already obtained one-sixth of the Xuantian Treasure Record, Tang San's biggest cheat for his rise. As long as he could obtain other skills, coupled with his innate talent of full soul power, even if he needed to study, his training speed would not be slower than others.

Wu Tong was almost discovered, and his spirit was extremely tense. Now that he suddenly relaxed, he felt exhausted. (/“≡_≡)/~
Go to sleep and we'll deal with the rest tomorrow.

Wu Tong stopped pretending to practice and stretched his body. Then he went to bed, buried himself in the quilt, and fell into a deep sleep. (3[____]
……

the next day.

As soon as the sky was getting light, two people walked out of the dormitory one after another.

Wu Tong walked out first and came to the roof, waiting for Tang San to come up. Wu Tong knew that Tang San would practice the Purple Demon Pupil here every day.

But a few minutes later, Tang San also came up.

He glanced at Wu Tong and was a little surprised. He didn't know why he went to the rooftop. But when he saw Wu Tong take out a copy of Douluo Heroes and open it while sitting next to him, he was speechless again, and his eyes changed from surprise to a hint of contempt.

(End of this chapter)