[Douluo + Sword Three] Mirror Shadow of the Dark Moon

Although Lu Sui appeared so steadfast in front of Wen Jingle, in fact, there was no perfect solution at present, just some vague ideas.

Wen Jingle's problem is simple to say. Although he doesn't know the reason, it is just that the two forces in the body are incompatible with each other and even restrain each other. It is also because of this that after the dominant soul power is consumed beyond a certain level, the other force will Will compete with it.

As long as they are integrated, his problems will not only be solved, but maybe his strength will be improved to a higher level without restraining Wen Jingle, and the same will be true for his cultivation.

But the difficulty lies in integration. If Wen Jingle could do it himself, he wouldn't have endured it until now. The dominant force in his body is not enough to swallow up the other force. It has nothing to do with his current level, just because as he practices, the dominant soul power increases while the other part is also growing. And although that power is far from comparable to the dominant soul power in terms of quantity, it is exceptionally pure and condensed.

If Lu Sui's external help is added, there are two possible directions. First, find the core of pure power, defeat it and then slowly dissolve it. Second, find ways to enhance the dominant soul power, completely break the balance between the two, and complete the refining and fusion.

But no matter what, Wen Jingle's meridians, which had been damaged several times and were extremely fragile, would definitely be overwhelmed.

In this case, the first thing to do now is to help him heal the hidden injuries in his body, strengthen his physique, and widen his meridians.

Thinking of this, Lu Sui frowned slightly. Medical skills and pharmacology are not what he is good at. The most he knows is the identification of basic drugs and the treatment of trauma.

Searching the memories related to strengthening the body, it seems that the only medicinal baths taken by the original master and the holy water of Nirvana when he first entered Mingjiao.

The former mainly plays the role of relaxing muscles and activating blood circulation to protect the body. It is possible to strengthen the foundation and strengthen the vitality, but the effect is too slow, and it is not known until the year of the monkey, and such basic medicine has basically no effect on the hidden injuries that have been caused.

The latter...the latter is somewhat of a cleansing of the essence and marrow, although it is a bit more painful. As luck would have it, he happened to know the recipe. That can indeed be called medicine.

Lu Sui seemed to be lost in memories, his dark eyes getting darker and darker. The hand with sharp bones fell on the white hair ball on the bedside and stroked it gently. If it weren't for the snow-white mass that was rising and falling rhythmically, the cat with its head hidden would indeed be mistaken for a hairball.

Tangtang, who seemed to be asleep, was not disturbed by his movements and let out a shallow cry.

I think it is indeed possible to try holy water, but the name of the medicine it requires must be somewhat different from the medicines in Douluo Continent, and may not even exist. If the Wanhua disciples were here, everything would be no problem, but unfortunately it was not the case for him.

I have never even been to Qingyan. Even though I have stayed in Changgemen, I have never paid attention to the medical skills.

tsk—

If it was that person, there should be something he could do.

Suddenly, Lu Sui's caressing hand paused slightly, and his eyebrows became solemn.

No movement was seen from him, but he suddenly snorted with a hint of ridicule as his eyes flickered. Was he the one who thought he was right?

In front of the transparent system panel floating in Lu Sui's eyes, this thing was rarely used by him, and due to some deliberate neglect, it was forgotten in the corner.

When I opened it again and looked at it, I found something out of the ordinary. The so-called "life skills" collection illustration alone is equivalent to an encyclopedia of mainland materials. It not only describes its appearance and functions, but also labels all its nicknames. In terms of the medicinal plants that Lu Sui knew about the two worlds overlapping, it was exactly the same.

All other things that did not conform to the rules of the world disappeared and were replaced with more practical ones. For example, the medical skills can no longer be called medical skills. Perhaps refining medicine is more suitable for it.

The previous simple medicines are similar to those before, such as the Light Body Pill, the Soul Gathering Pill, the Evil-Breaking Pill... except that the formula has been adjusted and detailed production steps have been added, so the effectiveness may change.

But as time went on, the cumbersome and mysterious methods became incredibly effective. It looks less and less like something you can have in the martial arts plane, but it has a bit of a spiritual or magical flavor. And then there is another piece of unlocked black.

Lu Sui couldn't remember whether it was like this in the first place. The mysterious fog in front of me did not become shallower as I walked in, but became heavier and heavier.

What exactly is the system?

Also, although the paths of cultivation are different and lead to the same goal, can martial arts mental methods really be used without any sluggishness in this fantasy world? Even if his current cultivation level cannot be said to be high. Even if the cultivation system in this world cannot be said to be very high-end, it still has the existence of gods.

Perhaps, a master of martial arts like Chunyang Lu Zu, who can enter the Tao, soar in the daytime, shatter the void, can barely explain it.

But why was he trying to recall the scene when he obtained the Shadow-Burning Holy Technique? All he could think of was the stone statue of Ming Zun in the light of the dark night, which seemed both good and evil.

Mingzun, Mingzun...

Is that world really just a game he played?

For the first time, he had doubts about the reality of the world and his own experience.

Lu Sui's eyes were deep and he sat quietly by the bed, stroking the soft fur under his hands. Until the last ray of sunlight by the window faded away, and the night completely covered his figure.

A short, unexplained roar sounded in the darkness, and a faint light flashed across the darkness.

With a pop, the candle was lit and the room became bright again.

Lu Suichao glanced at his men, Tangtang was still snoring comfortably.

He couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.

No matter what, this illustrated book really helped him solve his biggest problem now.

However, the existing formula records in refining medicine also contain elixirs similar to body refining. It's just that he doesn't know whether it will be useful or how effective it will be, so he might as well be prepared.

Write down both recipes, just wait until the time comes to experiment.

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"Come on!" Wen Jingle took a deep breath and said with firm eyes.

"Are you sure?" Lu Sui looked at him trying to stay calm and asked again. "Although I will control not to harm your origin, your mental power will not increase due to consumption during this period, so you have to think about it."

It was still the abandoned old campus, but Wen Jingle's temperament was different from his gentle appearance, which was a bit more vigorous. After a night of training, he had to fulfill his promise to Lu Sui.

Only this time, the two of them did not stand outside the building, but climbed through the window and entered the teaching building. Because it was properly sealed, it was relatively clean inside, which was convenient for the two of them.

Wen Jingle pursed her lips and said, "It doesn't matter, this is what I promised, and I believe you." What he was worried about was not the promotion issues that Lu Sui mentioned, since those things were rarely used anyway.

Just taking away spiritual power sounds very evil and scary. Even if you trust him, you still have the fear of the unknown in your heart.

Lu Sui saw his uneasiness, but didn't say anything more. Pale words cannot appease him. Only after experiencing it personally can he stop thinking nonsense.

"What to do?" Wen Jingle asked.

"No, stand still." Lu Sui said, moving forward and slowly approaching him. .seven

The nervousness in Wen Jingle's heart was suddenly replaced by another kind of nervousness, the nervousness of him approaching step by step.

He couldn't help but take a step back, but in the next second, Lu Sui held his shoulders, suppressing his subconscious flinch.

Wen Jingle's eyes flickered in panic, and the stern face so close at hand made him feel as if his heart was being lifted high and beating uneasily.

He didn't dare to look directly into the deep black eyes, for fear of discovering the different emotions in them. The messy eyes looked away awkwardly before meeting each other, and hurriedly jumped up to the thick eyebrows, then fell down and crossed the high bridge of the nose, not knowing how to deal with it.

Then, it seemed to fall on the slightly pursed lips accidentally. His Adam's apple rolled uncomfortably twice, and the sound of swallowing in his ears seemed to be amplified several times.

"Close your eyes." Leng Ran's calm voice interrupted Wen Jingle's random thoughts.

His body subconsciously obeyed the order. Wen Jingle's eyes closed tightly and a slight mound formed between his eyebrows.

The next moment, a hard touch pressed against his forehead. His heart trembled violently, and his long eyelashes trembled as he almost opened his eyes.

At this time, the steady voice sounded again, "Release your mental power."

Wen Jingle secretly calmed down, knowing that now was not the time to think about those messy things. He put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind and focused all his senses on the person in front of him.

He only felt that his spiritual thoughts suddenly paused, and then his mental strength was pulled down as if encountering a quagmire.

The strangeness in his spirit made him feel excited, but the pain he imagined did not come, only the feeling of loss of strength being slowly absorbed.

The body's protective mechanism is aroused, and the subconscious wants to take back the mental power. But how could a hungry hunter let go of the prey on his lips? He changed his previous gentleness and suppressed domineeringly, plundering without refusal.

Wen Jingle was extremely uneasy like a struggling prey. He began to retreat, but what followed was not a breathing space but the approach of another person.

Until his waist was pressed against the table behind him, Wen Jingle let out a low groan and gave up the struggle resignedly.

In a place where the two of them could not see, the crystal fragments were swimming happily, pulling the familiar force around the beautiful but slightly flawed crystal to work hard to repair it.

The extreme mental comfort made Lu Sui stretch his eyebrows, just like a traveler in the desert who sees an oasis. Even if he is not in danger of his life, he will still be surprised and relaxed.

The predatory instinct engraved on the soul quietly awakens. It is undeniable that the pleasure of being soothed to the spirit becomes addictive after just one time. Lu Sui stared at him with a faint gaze, and at this moment he felt like he didn't want to let go anymore.

But it was only for a moment, he still remembered his purpose and controlled the intensity of his demands.

After a long time, Lu Sui noticed the gradual discomfort of the person in front of him, and moved their foreheads away from each other. However, the spiritual connection was not severed, but changed from a flowing river to a stream.

Lu Sui's eyes narrowed and he quickly searched for anything wrong.

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