Douluo soul bone boy

Li Mang stared blankly at these five simplified Chinese characters, as if he was petrified.

Why are there Chinese characters here? How many travelers are there in Douluo Continent! Li Mang was completely stunned.

"Xiao Mang, Xiao Mang. Why do you look so ugly?" Flanders noticed something was wrong with Li Mang.

"I'm a little uncomfortable. Teacher, master, if you two are finished studying it, can you give me this painting?" Li Mang's expression was gloomy.

"Of course, this is yours. I will carefully study the age of this painting and send it back to you." The master took out a crystal mirror and looked at the painting carefully.

Li Mang was about to walk out of the master's laboratory in a daze, but his feet became numb after standing for too long, and he fell hard to the ground.

"Xiao Mang, what's wrong with you?" Flanders picked up Li Mang and took him back to the bedroom to lie down. He touched Li Mang's forehead and found that it was not hot.

"Xiao Mang, what's wrong with you? Did that soul guide have any impact on you?" Flanders walked around the room anxiously.

"Teacher, that's not the case. I have nothing to do. I want to be alone for a while." Li Mang was still confused.

"Oh, okay, I'll go find the master and help him determine the era and background carefully. I'll hand the painting over to you as soon as possible. Remember to call me if you need anything." Flender walked out of the bedroom.

Li Mang stared blankly at the ceiling.

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"Xiao Mang, we have found the origin and era of this painting." Flanders rushed into the bedroom and happily told Li Mang the good news.

"Oh?" Li Mang fell asleep before he knew it. After hearing the news, Li Mang cheered up, climbed out of bed, and followed Flender to the office.

"Come, Flanders and Xiao Mang, sit down. I'll give you the painting first." The master rolled up the painting and put it in Li Mang's hand.

"I have studied twelve soul masters with innate soul power in Xingluo and Tiandou. I have also researched some famous soul masters with innate soul power in history. This book is about a man named Liuyi The Taoist's Titled Douluo, the book said that this painting was painted by this Titled Douluo after he saw the fin fish out to sea on the boat." The master read out what was written in an ancient book.

This is obviously Kunpeng, why is it called a winged whale? Is it a whale with wings? Is the name Douluo Continent so random? Also, the Taoist title of Liu Yi was indeed a bit too earthly. When Li Mang heard what the master read, he tried his best to hold it in so he didn't laugh out loud.

"That's right, Xiao Mang, are you still feeling unwell?" The master was still reading without raising his head.

"It's okay, it's okay, master, please continue." Li Mang looked slightly embarrassed.

"This Liuyi man is said to have twin martial spirits, one is Mo Dou, and the other is Qian Jian."

"Master, is this Titled Douluo's surname Lin? This martial soul configuration is too familiar." Li Mang covered his face.

"No, the book says that the compound surname is Dugu. It is said that it is called Dugu Qiubai." The master flipped through the unofficial history.

"Master, this..." Li Mang was already suppressing his laughter and squatted on the ground with his face covered. This was too earthly.

"It's a pity that there are no endings for these six Taoist Douluo in the book." The master closed the book and sighed.

"Then what's so magical about this painting? Why does this book not record the ending of Liu Yiyi, but this book?" Li Mang discovered this feature.

"Indeed, it is said to be a gift he left to future generations." The master recalled what was written in the book.

"Later?" When Li Mang heard these three words, his heart was severely tugged.

"By the way, we just found a piece of paper in the scroll with some words written on it, but it's not the current writing. It should be ancient writing. It's very beautiful." The master unscrewed one end of the scroll and poured out a yellowed one. Brittle paper.

Li Mang's hands were shaking a little.

"Master, can you take a look at it?"

"Here you go." The master is still looking at

Li Mang opened the paper and found that the writing on it was indeed Chinese, and it was also in simplified characters.

"Hello, Earthlings, I'm glad you can find this painting I made. I am Bai Chen, the th generation disciple of Longhu Mountain. Without further ado, what I leave you is this painting. This is The sub-painting not only contains a set of cultivation techniques, but also the "Kunpeng Divine Refining Technique" for cultivating spiritual consciousness. Explore it yourself. I'm going to find the way back. If you can, please continue to pass it on and see you again. Jishou."

After finishing reading, Li Mang fell into confusion again. Will he still have a chance to return to Earth?

"Xiao Mang? Do you know him? Stop pretending." Flanders interrupted Li Mang who was deep in thought. Flanders felt that Li Mang must not know these words.

"Teacher, I feel that these words are a bit familiar." Li Mang handed the letter to the master.

"Hmm, I'm going to study this ancient text. I'll give the painting to Xiao Mang to take back." The master waved his hand to indicate that the two of them could leave.

"Xiao Mang, the way you read that paragraph just now, it really seems like you know it." Flanders smiled.

"It just feels a bit familiar. How do I know these words?" Li Mang quickly waved his hand, saying that he couldn't understand it either.

Back in the bedroom, Li Mang hung the picture on the wall. Think carefully about where the exercises are? "Kunpeng Refining the Gods" is easy to understand. It is the picture itself that cannot be explained clearly. This cheating Bai Chen. Li Mang studied the painting while drawing circles and cursing him. Finally, he came to the conclusion that this painting is The painting... does not hide the words in the painting.

"According to the writing method of those fairy tale novels, it should be like a person who sheds blood to recognize the master." Li Mang stood in front of the painting, holding his chin and thinking.

"It works." Li Mang took off the painting and cut his finger with a knife. He really didn't have the courage to bite his finger.

A drop of blood fell on the painting and was slowly absorbed by the painting. Then Li Mang's eyes gradually became blurred and he fell on the table where the paintings were placed.

"Hmm, where is this?" Li Mang rubbed his head, feeling a little heavy.

"This is your spiritual world." A white-bearded old man stood on the water.

The scene Li Mang was in at this time was similar to the scene described in "Kunpeng God Refining Picture".

"Hello, why are you in my mental space?" Li Mang looked at the white-bearded old man in front of him.

"My little friend, my name is Zhuang Zhou. This picture was painted by Kunpeng of Linbei Ming Temple. Later generations can use this picture to condense the soul, gather the yang god, and destroy the innate."

"Huh?" Li Mang walked back and forth in front of Zhuang Zhou, only to find that Zhuang Zhou's eyes were staring in the direction in front of him, as if they were not a person, but a projection.

"Little friend, don't think about it. It's just a soul photo. I don't know who you are. This is just a photo of my "Kunpeng Divine Refining Picture" and "Xiaoyao Jue". Listen carefully, you only have one chance." Zhuang Zhou No expression at all.

"The borer is vast, the yin and yang are tidal. The yang dissolves the lonely god, and the yin fixes the cold world..." Zhuang Zhou's voice rang in Li Mang's ears, and was engraved in Li Mang's head.

He recited the scriptures for thirty minutes, which made Li Mang feel dizzy. However, Zhuang Zhou was still very humane and directly transferred the methods of the meridians and the cultivation methods of "Kunpeng Divine Refining Technique". into Li Mang's head.

"Reading scriptures and Dharma is ten thousand times better than practicing cultivation. Remember not to forget to sing quietly to Huang Ting." Then Li Mang's eyes lit up, and he closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he had returned to Flanders' bedroom.

"This time, thank you Brother Bai." Li Mang hugged the painting.

Li Mang carefully recalled the training method of "Kunpeng Divine Art". Specifically, Kunpeng's coercion in the Kunpeng diagram acts on Li Mang's mental power, and he cooperates with the mental method to make Li Mang's mental power continuously adapt to Kunpeng's power. Pressure, thus increasing Li Mang's mental power.

Because Fran took the master to drink, Li Mang tried it that night. The effect was very good. Although his mental power was not improved much, he could feel obvious changes. This time, the big stone in Li Mang's heart was relieved. Finally, he no longer had to worry about delaying his cultivation of soul power.