Solar Douluo

The moon had already come out, and it was summer. Qian Yao was wearing casual clothes and walked to the small courtyard. There was a small pond, and there was indeed no soul beast in it.At this time, the crescent moon was hanging high, reflecting in the water. It was a slightly immature child with short golden-red hair. In this quiet night, in this completely different world, the boy spent the first night with complete consciousness in six years. .

This feeling is difficult to describe. A person who is in a foreign country and on the same planet will feel completely unfamiliar, let alone such a completely different world.The young eagle that has not escaped from its wings will eventually miss the warmth of the nest.Looking back, I realized that my previous life was nothing more than a young chick that died young.He thought of the protagonists in those novels. Their temperaments usually changed drastically once they traveled through time, and they all became the kind of passionate people with cerebral thrombosis who have no real emotions.Is this good?This is not good!If time travel has to be pretentious, then even though there are those so-called legends of fighting against heaven and earth in the new life, Qian Yao always feels that what they lack is the true experience of this time traveled world.Which of these protagonists, who are flying in the sky and escaping from the earth, are immune to all odds and are invincible in the world, have thought about and seriously felt the world they came to.Because of this, he wants to make his arrival meaningful to the world, not to be led by others, nor to those systems that are either powerful or unreliable.To live is to live, and time travel does not mean that one must be the protagonist, nor does one have to assume the role of the protagonist.If time travels, the soul comes to this world, gets rid of the pain of the documents in the previous life, and continues to become a human-skin protagonist doll with no trace of the original, then what's the point?

Qian Yao raised his head and stared at the moon motionlessly, as if he was remembering the nights that passed by in front of the table in his previous life.He knew that at this moment he was already a character written by a writer.But he rebelliously thought of becoming the musketeer who could choose to die on his own ("The Three Musketeers").

Returning to the chair, Qian Yao took another sip of tea, took a futon placed under the table, and sat on the grass.He crossed his legs and started meditating.The body relaxed naturally, the air flow increased at the speed of breathing, and the fresh night air began to enter Qian Yao's lungs, and Qian Yao's mind gradually became empty.The subtle sounds of wind and water that could be heard around him slowly faded from his ears. At this time, Qian Yao began to feel a series of thoughts appearing and disappearing.It's like looking at yourself again, letting those ripple-like emotions flow without blocking or judging.When those emotional ripples gradually dissipated, my thoughts sank deeper.At this time, the senses came back and became clearer than ever before. I could feel every heartbeat and even the slight tidal sound of blood flow.

Immersed in this state, Qian Yao can gradually feel that his body is absorbing some of the tiny energy around him. The pores are open. When breathing, this kind of incorporeal energy will enter the handwriting body without any hindrance. , let it not be absorbed, and form a cycle of its own. This must be the meridians. It turns out that it exists in this form.

Not daring to get excited mentally, Qianyao felt more soul power pouring in continuously while maintaining this state, thinking about how it could penetrate into his body.It stands to reason that Qian Yao has reached level 10 soul power now, so this phenomenon should not occur. However, the strange thing is that these soul powers do not increase the total amount of soul power flowing in the veins, but are integrated into Qian Yao's body. middle.Under this meditation without any reference to any cultivation method, Qian Yao could clearly feel that his body and mind were strengthening with every breath he took, and at the same time he could clearly feel an influx of energy from above. , this energy is red when viewed from the inside. These energies are different from the soul power. The former is integrated into the body, while the latter seems to be integrated into the martial spirit that has not been summoned at this time, and is growing subconsciously. With martial spirit.This energy obviously comes from the moon, because moonlight also comes from sunlight, so Qian Yao can also feel a considerable increase in energy after being illuminated.

This state continued until the night got darker and the temperature began to drop. Qian Yao finally slowly exited this state and stood up from the grass.The tea had cooled down. Qian Yao picked up the cup, put away the tea set, then washed up and went to bed.

The first day after Wuhun awakened passed, and everything was quietly changing, slowly deviating from the trajectory of a certain family's third young master.