Douluo: My Martial Soul Is Too Competitive

Chapter 23 The Way of Absorbing Soul Power is Incorrect
"The first soul skill:..."

Mo Wentian's movements froze, what is his first soul skill?

Domineering name, and not.

"Master, I seem to have failed."

Mo Wentian smiled wryly, he followed Yu Xiaogang's instructions, but he couldn't release his skills, could it be that there was a problem with his posture.

"Don't worry, put your soul power into the martial soul and feel its changes carefully."

Yu Xiaogang told Mo Wentian to calm down, "Then, try following the steps I said. The martial soul is a part of your body, don't resist it, you will sense everything about it, and it will tell you what to do."

Mo Wentian nodded, and did not doubt Yu Xiaogang's words. In terms of martial arts knowledge, no one knows martial arts better than him.

But... Mo Wentian failed to establish contact with Wuhun again.

For his martial soul, no matter how you look at it, it is a piece of stinky meat, how should you feel it?
Also, it's really a part of myself...

When Mo Wentian thought of this, he was speechless. He knew in his heart that this was an adjective, but he still couldn't accept it.

Mo Wentian closed his eyes to feel it, trying to do what Yu Xiaogang said, but the result was still not working. Could it be that his martial soul is really fake?

Mo Wentian opened his eyes and sighed, and shook his head at Yu Xiaogang: "Master, it still doesn't work. I tried every method, but it still doesn't work."

Yu Xiaogang put his hand on Mo Wentian's head, "Don't be discouraged, you will always find a way, and this process is also a topic we need to study and tackle."

Mo Wentian nodded, and Yu Xiaogang continued: "Since we can't release the soul ability, let's ignore it for the time being. You can try it and see if you can meditate to absorb the soul power for cultivation."

Mo Wentian nodded again, "Master, I'll give it a try."

After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes again. When it comes to cultivation, there is no shortcut at all. Even if you are born with full soul power, you need to work hard the day after tomorrow to achieve something. Title Douluo does not happen overnight.

What's more, not everyone has a book of Xuantian Kungfu, which can quickly absorb soul power and help oneself break through the level.

Mo Wentian put aside distracting thoughts, trying to feel the feeling of absorbing soul power.

Soon, he entered meditation, and in the conscious world, he saw darkness.

Looking at this pitch-black space, he didn't feel that he had entered meditation, let alone experience how to absorb soul power.

"It's strange, why didn't I feel anything..." When Mo Wentian was muttering to himself, he heard a "ding ding ding" sound of iron striking.

"illusion?"

This sudden sound was not an illusion, he could be sure that it was Tang San or Yihu who were playing tricks, and made no one to practice quietly.

Mo Wentian sighed helplessly, and tried to put aside distracting thoughts again, only to find that the sound of the blacksmithing was louder and the rhythm was faster.

There is no end! ! !

When Mo Wentian almost blurted out, a stove suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and the sound of iron striking came from the stove.

"Damn it!"

Mo Wentian's heart skipped a beat. If he still didn't understand that the sound of blacksmithing was an auditory hallucination, he would be as stupid as his grandma.

The thought flashed by.

He quickly understood what was going on, this is the so-called meditation.

But why is my meditation like blacksmithing?
Mo Wentian couldn't figure it out, and subconsciously wanted to walk forward, but he really got close to the stove, and saw a hammer beating a piece of stinky meat continuously, and then issued a "ding ding ding~dangdang" The sound of iron striking came.

"Wait, what is the hammer hitting?" Mo Wentian quickly realized that this big hammer was actually hitting his own martial soul, which is too unbelievable.

Mo Wentian can be described as looking dumbfounded.

However, Mo Wentian naturally did not have this expression in his consciousness, but this was enough to surprise him, if it was true.

"boom--"

Suddenly there was a loud noise, and the stinky meat was flattened.

Following the beatings, after an unknown amount of time, a knife model appeared in front of him.

"This is... a kitchen knife?" Mo Wentian stared blankly, completely forgetting the time and his purpose. He didn't come to blacksmith.

"Zi~"

The kitchen knife is finished.

Mo Wentian was startled, opened his eyes suddenly, and almost fell to the ground without being frightened.

"It's dark?" Mo Wentian looked around in a daze, he didn't slow down a bit, he thought he was conscious.

Seeing a tent, Yihu who was busy, and Yu Xiaogang and Tang San who were watching him, he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Xiao Wentian, how do you feel?" Yu Xiaogang asked with concern.

"Wentian, when did you hold the kitchen knife?" Tang San looked at Mo Wentian's hand suspiciously, Yu Xiaogang was taken aback by his words.

Yu Xiaogang's eyebrows were tightened, he didn't realize that Mo Wentian was holding a kitchen knife, and... when did he get it?
"I'm holding a kitchen knife??!" Mo Wentian asked inexplicably, he didn't hold a kitchen knife, "How could it be..." When he raised his hand, he found that there was an extra kitchen knife in his right hand.

This kitchen knife is exactly the same as the one he used, just like his royal kitchen knife.

No, this is my own kitchen knife.

When Mo Wentian made such a conclusion, he subconsciously looked at the stone, and there was an identical kitchen knife on top of the stone.

Yu Xiaogang and Tang San followed suit, their gazes were the same as Mo Wentian's, they looked left and right, they thought to themselves, did he bring two kitchen knives.

"Wen Tian, ​​did you bring two kitchen knives out?" Tang San asked.

Mo Wentian didn't reply, he stood up and walked towards the kitchen knife, picked up the kitchen knife, and compared it with the kitchen knife in his hand.

Yu Xiaogang and Tang San watched curiously, and also walked over.

"Xiao Wentian, what's the matter, is there a problem?" Yu Xiaogang didn't look at the problem of the two kitchen knives, but asked with concern.

Mo Wentian stretched out two kitchen knives, "Look carefully, what's the difference between these two kitchen knives?"

"Aren't they just two kitchen knives, what's there to see?" Yihu also came over, his words were a little light.

"Little San, do you understand?" Yu Xiaogang asked.

Tang San nodded, "The two kitchen knives are the same, the handwork and production method, as well as the forging hammer several times, are written by the same person, but..."

Yu Xiaogang then said: "That's right, they are almost exactly the same. I'm afraid your father can't do this kind of skill."

Tang San nodded again, "Yes, master, but if Dad does it deliberately, he can still do it."

Yu Xiaogang said: "That's true, but do you think this gap was created?"

Tang San shook his head, "No, it's obviously a small gap made when cutting the bone."

Yu Xiaogang smiled gratifiedly, and then looked at Mo Wentian, "Xiao Wentian, can you tell me now, what is going on here?"

(End of this chapter)