The heavens began with Douluo

Two years of getting along with each other made Zhou Yuan feel deeply grateful and affectionate towards Xue Yue. Because she truly regards herself as her son.

"mother"

Hearing Xue Yue's scolding, Zhou Yuan lowered his head and defended softly, "I have said it many times. This is an ancient method of exercising the body. It can better help me cultivate my soul power. It is not a dance."

"Okay, okay, let's just think of it as practicing ancient methods. Look at you, you're very tired."

Xue Yue smiled lovingly, held the silk handkerchief in her white hands, gently stroked Zhou Yuan's forehead, and wiped away the fine beads of sweat for him.

After wiping away the sweat on Zhou Yuan's face and neck, Xue Yue persuaded with a gentle voice, "Yuan'er, you still need to rely on meditation and meditation to cultivate your soul power. This is a method passed down from ancient times. Can you compare to previous generations?" Are the sages wiser?”

"This"

Zhou Yuan did not agree with Xue Yue’s statement. This is not because he is stubborn, but because he has read the original work.

Nowadays, the mainstream thinking of soul masters in Douluo Continent is indeed to take martial soul and soul power as the foundation of cultivation, while neglecting physical exercise.

However, in the original plot of Douluo Dalu, the master of the protagonist Tang San, Yu Xiaogang, who is known as the first person to study martial arts theory in mainland China, has one of the "Top Ten Competitiveness of Wuhun" he proposed.

The better your physical fitness, the faster your soul power will be cultivated.

After all, the body is like a barrel, and the soul is like the water in the barrel. If the barrel is not strong enough, how can it carry a lot of water?

Unfortunately, the truth is only in the hands of a few people. Yu Xiaogang's theory was too shocking. Zhou Yuan did not intend to explain and argue with his mother Xue Yue anymore, but agreed with his mother's point of view with a low eyebrow.

Seeing that her stubborn son finally obeyed her teachings, Xue Yue was immediately filled with a sense of accomplishment.

So she continued to advise, "Yuan'er, practicing behind closed doors is a bad idea. To practice martial arts, you still have to find a teacher."

Saying that, Xue Yue suddenly clapped her hands twice, and immediately, an old man appeared out of thin air beside her.

The sudden appearance of the old man did not surprise Zhou Yuan. He knew this old man.

The old man's name is Xuan, and he is known as Mr. Xuan. His surname is unknown. His face is full of grooves and his eyes are dim. He looks like he is in his twilight years.

But in fact, this old man Xuan's soul power level is as high as level , and he is one of the only three powerful soul kings in the Duke's Palace.

As soon as Mr. Xuan appeared, he immediately bowed and said, "Your Highness the Princess, Your Highness the Duke."

Hearing Mr. Xuan speak, Zhou Yuan was particularly uncomfortable. Because Mr. Xuan’s voice was too high-pitched and feminine.

In fact, Mr. Xuan was a eunuch, also known as a eunuch, who entered the palace at a young age. It was only later that he got lucky and awakened his martial soul and became a soul master. Then he was trained by the royal family and was sent to Xue Yue to be her bodyguard.

Speaking of which, Mr. Xuan is also an old man who has served Xue Yue for decades, from the imperial capital of Tiandou City to Barak City.

"Mr. Xuan, you don't have to be polite."

Xue Yue helped the old man up and said gently, "I want you to teach Yuan Er how to practice as a soul master."

"It's okay for me to do this, but it depends on whether Your Highness agrees." Mr. Xuan wrinkled his white eyebrows and said in a high-pitched voice.

"That's true"

Xue Yue sighed worriedly, turned to look at Zhou Yuan, and asked hopefully, "Yuan'er, what do you think?"

"No."

Zhou Yuan said categorically. His martial spirit is different from that of the original owner. If Mr. Xuan discovers it, he will be in big trouble.

"you child"

Seeing Zhou Yuan's stubbornness, Xue Yue didn't force it. Ever since that incident happened two years ago, Xue Yue could be said to have doted on her only son to the extreme and did not want him to be wronged in the slightest.

In her eyes, it is good that her son is alive and well, and nothing else is important.

Late at night, in the study.

Four gilt candlesticks stood in four directions, each with thirty-six lighted white candles, illuminating the study as if it were daytime.

The most conspicuous bookcase in the room displays expensive classics made of animal skins or silk, such as the General History of the Mainland, the relationship between the strength of martial spirits and their bloodlines, the selection of soul rings, the illustrated guide to the types of soul beasts, etc.

Zhou Yuan, on the other hand, was leaning on a golden nanmu chair, flipping through a classic book placed on the table.

This classic explains in detail the general classification of martial spirits and introduces more than martial spirits, including all the martial spirits discovered by the Spirit Hall over the past ten thousand years.

The compiler of this continental martial arts illustrated book is the Wuhun Palace, the strongest martial arts organization comparable to the two major continental empires, "Tian Dou" and "Xing Luo".

In fact, only the Wuhun Palace, which has spread its tentacles to most areas on the mainland, has the ability to statistically summarize so many types of Wuhun.

"Snapped"

Closing the book suddenly, Zhou Yuan leaned back on the chair and muttered, "Still not found."

These days, he reads this martial arts illustrated book every night, just to find out what martial soul his light ball is and what its use is.

But, until now, he still found nothing.

"Ugh"

Sighing, Zhou Yuan pressed the armrests of the chair and stood up, preparing to stretch.

However, the next second, the random glance of his eyes made him freeze. A bone-chilling chill ran from his tailbone to the top of his head.

His shadow is gone

According to the direct characteristics of light, as long as there is light and obstruction, any object, including people, will have a shadow.

Especially at night, when there are bright candlelights on all sides, there is more than one shadow of a person. There should be shadows on all sides.

However, Zhou Yuan found that his shadow disappeared.

Not only his own shadow, but the shadow of the desk, chair, bookcase, and even the candlestick were all gone. In the whole room, there was only the eerily bright candlelight

This is not normal, there is something wrong with this room

I'm in danger

I need to run away quickly

Three thoughts rang in Zhou Yuan's heart one after another. He was frightened and resisted the urge to weaken his legs, and walked towards the door pretending to be nonchalant.

There is a high probability that this weird scene is only targeting him alone. Escape from the room and ask for help from the soul masters and guards in the mansion is his only option at the moment.

However, just when Zhou Yuan walked to the door, the door suddenly disappeared, and everything in the room seemed to be covered with a thin veil, like a muddy lake, becoming unclear.

“Can actually find it”

An old voice sounded in the room, and a white shadow not far away from Zhou Yuan gradually became clearer.

This is an old man in white clothes. The wrinkles on his face are enough to kill a fly. A pair of vulture eyes flash with cold light, and his face is extremely evil.

Seeing this person, Zhou Yuan's heart immediately sank to the bottom. Sure enough, there are unscrupulous people who want to harm me.