Douluo the tower king

Chapter 10

The cultivation method of the Qimen spell is much more difficult than he imagined. Although he entered the inner scene crookedly without the guidance of the teacher and did not indulge in it and came out alive, it does not mean that he has learned this big Liuren. On the contrary, he was just getting started at this time.

After two full months of study and practice, even though he has been working very hard, until now, he has only just mastered a little bit of the small flame that is most used to light a cigarette.

This thing is too difficult.

If you want to learn these spells, the prerequisite is to be proficient in the Book of Changes and gossip, and to be good at mathematics, to be able to read astrology, and to have good logical thinking ability.

God, he's not a programmer, not even a science student, nor an astronomy enthusiast. How easy is it to learn these things?
However, there are still some shortcuts, because after going through the initial stage where he didn't understand anything, now he can at least understand a few words.

The so-called understanding by analogy, as long as there are parts that can be understood, other parts can be said a lot more, take your time, there is plenty of time, and then you just need to calm down to understand and comprehend these vague words.

He believes that with his own intelligence, he can thoroughly understand the pre-requisites for learning Qimen in two months at most.

Half a year later, his soul power reached level ten.

In the past six months, he has been working hard to study and understand these metaphysical theories, and he has made great progress. At least he has mastered the strange spells of the human realm and some of the spells of the realm. Although he is still not proficient, he has at least learned it. Just a great start.

And after reaching the tenth level, he can also try the soul ring technique on his other martial soul. Before that, the soul power level has never been lower, even if he wanted to try it, he couldn't use it. Now it can finally be used, and he is looking forward to it .

"Martial soul possessed!"

The possession of the slime martial soul didn't make him very good, but it greatly improved his skin. It seemed that the skin was so good that it could be broken by blowing a bullet.

This soul ring skill is called soft state by him, as the name suggests, this soul skill will make his body very soft.

In the past, this was just feedback from the soul ring, and he didn't know the specific situation, but now after using it himself, he realized that the reputation is well-deserved!

With the soul skills turned on, all attributes of his body have increased by 10%. The most important thing is that his body has become very soft, and he can make various postures as if he has no bones. The time can last for [-] minutes, which can be said to be a very Strong soul skills, he is very satisfied.

Now he doesn't feel that the white soul ring occupies his soul ring position, because after his cultivation and exploration of the world during this period of time, he found that the higher the age of the soul ring, the better!
His combat power only needs to practice more skills. The five thunders rectification method, Fenghou Qimen, Tongtianlu, and so many different skills, which one can't provide him with strong combat power?The function of the soul ring has no meaning other than raising the upper limit of the level, it is just a shackle!
However, it took more than a year to cultivate from the third level of soul power to the tenth level, and the title of little genius returned to his head, but this did not shake his will. The illusion he saw when he awakened the martial soul It is in his mind all the time, reminding him that he has a different mission.

He also tried to build his own team and prepare for the fight back, but the plan died at the beginning.

He can't speak out what he knows, as long as he opens his mouth, he will lose his voice, as long as he picks up a pen, he will forget words, but as long as he gives up this idea, he will return to normal immediately.

"Brother Smelly, you are also at level ten! Have you thought about what soul beast to hunt for a soul ring?"

Hunt for the spirit ring?

Naturally think it over!
This world is very strange. Although I don't know why the cultivation system is so crooked, it is conceivable that most of the monsters outside the world fabricated such a deformed world because of the talent of human beings. Most of them are stealing human talents to train them as masters.

He remembered it clearly.

In the phantom when the martial soul was awakened, those humans who were taken away by the big monster possessed powerful strength, but they could not resist their will at all. The halos on their bodies, that is, their soul rings, were like collars. Like a rein, like a shackle, restricting their freedom.

Which normal person likes to be led by someone else with a collar around their neck?
Naturally, he didn't want to, so his soul power stagnated after reaching the tenth level, no matter how much he practiced, he couldn't improve it, and then he thought that in this world, every tenth level, he must obtain a soul ring to continue to improve his soul power.

He came to a conclusion that was basically equal to the truth: the world was built mainly to select talented people.

Innate soul power is a talent, the higher the soul power, the higher the limit it can reach, and before reaching this limit, you need to add soul rings one by one.

The higher the age of the soul ring, the tougher the soul ring is, and the stronger the soul skills it provides, so for countless years, after reaching a certain level of cultivation, the matter of obtaining a soul ring with a higher age has been subtle. In my mind, because they did become stronger after obtaining spirit rings with a higher age, no one noticed that there was anything wrong with it.

The stronger the person, the more spirit rings they have on their body, and the higher the lifespan of their spirit rings.

In other words, the more powerful people have more shackles, and this is the shackles they put on themselves on their own initiative.

And these powerful people are often highly talented, which means that after countless years, these captive humans have begun to be proud of having more and stronger shackles.

Cultivation makes oneself stronger in order to become a master, but if these strong people know that their life's hard work is just to be a dog for others, I don't know what kind of mood they will feel, anyway, he is in a bad mood.

In order to become stronger, he also has to put himself on a dog leash, but at least he still has some options, for example, he can choose to only use the spirit ring for ten years.

Although he also put shackles on himself, one was made of toilet paper, and the other was an iron chain made of titanium alloy. Even a fool would know that the one made of toilet paper would be easier to break free.

Thinking of this, he looked at Ning Rongrong with a trace of regret, thinking back then, he had the opportunity to dissuade Ning Rongrong, he chose a tenth-level spirit ring at random, meaning that all strengths can be solved by exercises, This is what normal people should do.

He also really wanted to give his skills to other people and cultivate a group of people, even if it wasn't for overthrowing those big monsters and liberating the human race, it was worth giving him away just to protect himself from those big monsters.

But every time he has this kind of thought, the hairs all over his body stand on end, and his scalp is numb. This is a warning from the depths of his soul. Although no one told him directly, he has this kind of intuition. If the truth is revealed, then he will be dead.

In the end, he could only watch helplessly as Ning Rongrong followed the arrangement of the clan to kill a vigorous baboon of more than 300 years and obtained a century-old soul ring with increased strength.

It turns out that the strong are all lonely on the road ahead?
He sighed secretly, and put all this behind him: "I've thought about it a long time ago."

Ning Rongrong sat beside him, shaking her two vacant legs, she looked very cute: "Brother smelly, let me tell you, don't feel inferior just because your martial spirit is mutated. You can cultivate to level ten within a short period of time, your talent is actually very good, you must choose a soul ring that suits you, and don't get angry."

He laughed and said, "I'm your uncle! And when is it your turn to comfort me? I have the most complete plan for the future. I know what to do and what not to do. I know better than you."

"That's good! Hee hee! Let's play house, we haven't played together for a long time, today I will play mother!"

"Childish! Don't play!"

"Play, play!"

Ning Shuang was speechless for a while, and he knew that Ning Rongrong couldn't really come to care about him, and he was the only one of his peers who could play with her freely.

Other people who are similar to her age are not as tall as her, and those who are similar to her age are older than her. No one can play with her except myself, but the problem is that I don't want to play with her, bastard !Where is the joy of cultivating immortals in playing house?

"Don't play! If you say you don't play, you don't play!"

Ning Rongrong was so angry that she pinched his neck: "I want you to play with me! Tell me how you want to play with me?"

Ning Shuang thought about it, since the awakening of her martial soul, she never went to a hot spring with her again, she should have felt ashamed, if that's the case, then use that trick to force her to quit!

"If you want me to play with you, you can. Let's compete first. If you win, I will play with you."

Ning Rongrong didn't doubt that he had him, and immediately agreed: "This is simple, just compare!"

"Well, let's compare peeing and see who pees farther away!"

The little girl's face immediately turned red, as if the clouds in the sky were reflected by the setting sun, she was very attractive: "You, you rascal!"

"It's okay if you don't compare, I didn't force you to compare with me!"

Ning Shuang couldn't help but secretly praised her wit and escaped another disaster.

Ning Rongrong's face turned from red to purple, and then from purple to black, as if she was wondering whether a little girl would be more influential than a boy, and then she glanced at her face, which was as sharp as a knife and an axe, and her skin was as white as jade. Ning Shuang, who was so warm and flawless, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a radiant look, her heartbeat slowed down by half a beat, and then she secretly made up her mind to do it!

As the saying goes, wealth and wealth are sought in danger, and children are reluctant to be trapped by wolves. If there is no effort, how can there be rewards.

She gritted her teeth and clenched her fists: "Compare, but I don't want to compare with you."

Ning Shuang raised her eyebrows: "Oh? Tell me what you think."

"Let's put a stone slab under our buttocks, and squat down to see who is louder!"

As soon as this remark came out, Ning Shuang was immediately shocked: ruthless enough!

But the harsh words have already been thrown out, even if the shame is thrown at grandma's house, he can't admit defeat.

What's more, since I'm a man, a little girl like her suffers from this kind of thing compared to me because she's not me, so what's there to dare to compare?
"Come on! Just compare, whoever is afraid of whom!"

Just do what you say, and the two of them ran to the creek in the back mountain. There are usually no people here, and there is no need to worry about being seen by others.

In terms of mechanical dynamics, the shooting distance of breech-loading guns is much longer than that of front-loading guns. Since the shooting distance is longer, it means that the initial velocity of the muzzle is higher, so the rifle can be knocked down two to 300 meters away. The wall, and the short hall's Xia bullet gun can't collapse the gun even if it hits the wall.

It stands to reason that since he is more powerful with the rifle, he should also have more momentum, but no matter how hard he exerts, he can't compare to Ning Rongrong's momentum.

It was not easy to beat Ning Shuang once, but Ning Rongrong was so proud that he was arrogant and arrogant, his chin was almost raised to the sky, and he ran up to him and pointed at him without mentioning his skirt. The nose said: "How about it, stinky brother, are you convinced?"

"Hmph! You are lucky this time, but it won't be so easy next time!"

"Tch, even if you compete 100 times, you still can't beat me!"

Ning Rongrong curled her lips to express her disdain, then changed the subject and said happily: "I would like to accept the bet. Since you have already lost, then you have to play with me."

"I didn't say I won't play with you. What are you playing? Tell me!"

"I want to play house, we haven't played for a long time, I want to play mother!"

Ning Shuang twitched the corner of her mouth: "Then I want to pretend to be father, right?"

"No!"

Ning Rongrong showed a smirk: "Father and mother are husbands, but you are my uncle, we can't be together."

"Now that I think of it, I'm an uncle? Huh! So that's why!"

"So you play son!" (loud)
(End of this chapter)