In Douluo, I became General Thunderbolt

Bibi Dong's room.

"hiss--"

"Take it easy."

Mo Xiaojiu frowned, beads of sweat rolled down her delicate and fair face, and her breathing became rapid.

Bibi Dong snorted lightly and stopped what she was doing.

"Why didn't I see you be more gentle when you were sparring with me?"

"Oh, you are still angry..."

Mo Xiaojiu bent down slightly, his smooth and white forehead resting on Bibi Dongxiang's shoulder, and his little head shook slightly from side to side, acting coquettishly.

"Didn't I tell you already, this is my first time using soul bone skills, so I have no experience~"

"Don't be mad at me."

"If I were still angry, I wouldn't have bandaged your wound."

After applying the medicine, Bibi Dong picked up the bandage and began to wrap it. Looking at Mo Xiaojiu who was leaning in her arms, Bibi Dong suddenly had a bad idea in her heart.

The bandage was wrapped around Mo Xiaojiu's head. Just when Mo Xiaojiu raised his head and looked at Mo Xiaojiu's funny appearance, Bibi Dong couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing.

"Dong'er, why are you avenging your personal vengeance..."

Mo Xiaojiu pouted, showing a weak look.

"I am now a helpless patient."

As he spoke, he shook his right shoulder pitifully.

"Okay, stop pretending to be pitiful."

"Put your right hand up."

Mo Xiaojiu obeyed the instructions, and Bibi Dong bandaged Mo Xiaojiu's wounds seriously.

Although Yang Wudi had treated Mo Xiaojiu's wounds before, Bibi Dong's battle ended quickly, so Mo Xiaojiu just asked Yang Wudi to simply stop the bleeding, without even using painkillers.

"It's bandaged."

"Just move around a little and see if it has any effect."

Mo Xiaojiu carefully twisted his shoulders and made sure that the pain had been greatly alleviated before increasing his movements.

"no problem."

"It's okay, just put your clothes on."

"It's late, it's time to go to bed."

Mo Xiaojiu nodded. She was about to sit cross-legged when she saw Bibi Dong lying on the bed wrapped in a quilt.

?

Mo Xiaojiu stood there like a dumb quail, motionless.

"Come in."

Saying that, Bibi Dong patted the empty space beside her with her little hand.

"Oh…"

Mo Xiaojiu got into bed silently.Bibi Dong covered Mo Xiaojiu with a quilt very thoughtfully.

"Dong'er, don't you practice at night?"

Bibi Dong pulled the quilt to her body with her little hands.

"The teacher said that I am still a child, and my physical growth is far more important than my soul power."

"You shouldn't be able to sleep at night, right?"

Mo Xiaojiu nodded lightly.

Bibi Dong suddenly said very seriously: "This is not good. If the growth of the body cannot keep up with the growth of the soul power, there will be big problems in the future."

"is it?"

"Of course." Bibi Dong said seriously: "Although a soul master is a noble profession, the dangers involved are beyond the imagination of ordinary people."

"If your body growth really cannot keep up with the growth of your soul power, you will probably explode and die."

"You are only six years old this year, and your soul power is already level 15. If you continue like this, you might..."

Mo Xiaojiu was frightened by Bibi Dong's words. She covered Bibi Dong's mouth to stop her from continuing to speak.

After a while, Mo Xiaojiu still couldn't believe it.

"Is it really that serious?"

With Mo Xiaojiu covering her mouth, Bibi Dong could only nod.

"that…"

"Although I meditate at night, I am not cultivating my soul power."

"Don't practice soul power?"

Bibi Dong seemed a little interested. She turned around and rested her head on her hands.

"If you don't practice soul power, then what are you meditating on?"

"Meditate on memories in the first half of the night to consolidate your sword skills, and meditate in the second half of the night to enhance your mental strength."

"Can mental power also be actively improved through meditation?" Bibi Dong blinked curiously.

"Uh…?"

Mo Xiaojiu was puzzled by Bibi Dong. After all, Bibi Dong was the direct disciple of the Pope. Who would have thought that such a large Spirit Hall didn't even have techniques to enhance spiritual power.

"Don't you know?"

Bibi Dong shook her head. She sat up and smoothed her long hair straight behind her with her little hands.

"Spiritual power is different from soul power. Mental power controls important parts such as the soul master's consciousness and memory."

"According to normal circumstances, mental power will only slowly increase with the improvement of a soul master's cultivation level."

Bibi Dong asked again: "Can you really improve your mental power through meditation?"

Not sure if he was frightened by Bibi Dong's previous words, Mo Xiaojiu was inexplicably nervous now.

After all, Mo Xiaojiu was born with level [-] soul power. Although his soul power level had not improved in the previous month, after absorbing the soul bone of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger today, Mo Xiaojiu felt that his soul power was stronger than before. Enhanced a lot.

At least two levels higher.

If this continues...

I don’t want to explode and die! ! !

At this time, Mo Xiaojiu suddenly thought of Qian Renxue, who also had innate soul power of level 20. Qian Renxue's soul power had already reached level [-] when she was [-] years old.

So there must be a solution!

Seeing that something was wrong with Mo Xiaojiu's expression, Bibi Dong said something incomprehensible.

"Xiao Jiu, could it be that your soul power is more than level 15?"

Listening to Bibi Dong's question, Mo Xiaojiu felt a chill on her back.

Are all smart people so scary?

Before Mo Xiaojiu could deny it, Bibi Dong waved her hands and said with a silly smile: "How is this possible?"

"Level 6 at 15 years old is unprecedented. If 6 years old is close to level 20..."

"Is he still human?"

"Xiaojiu, do you think so?"

Bibi Dong smiled, her eyes curved into crescent moons, very cute.

It's just that Mo Xiaojiu has no interest in appreciating it, let alone teasing.

"One thing to say, indeed."

In order not to let Bibi Dong dwell on this issue anymore, Mo Xiaojiu quickly changed the topic.

"Dong'er, I can really improve my mental power through meditation."

"How about I tell you the method and you try it and see if you can improve it?"

Bibi Dong's pink eyes lit up immediately, and her voice was even more brisk.

"really?"

"of course!"

Mo Xiaojiu quickly told Bibi Dong about Wu Xiang's cultivation method, and Bibi Dong sat cross-legged.

It was not smooth at first, but she soon entered a state of thoughtlessness, with faint fluctuations of soul power exuding from her body.

After about a quarter of an hour, Bibi Dong slowly opened her eyes.

"How about it, does it work?"

The weak soul power on the tip of the index finger fluctuates, then disappears, followed by the middle finger...

"I can really feel my mental strength improving."

Mo Xiaojiu asked tentatively: "If you are cultivating spiritual power, there should be no situation where the growth of the body cannot keep up with the growth of the soul power, right?"

"Not only will it not happen, but even if your mental power is strong enough, you can actively suppress the improvement of your own soul power."

"Although mental power may not seem to be of much use, I feel that if you want to become a truly powerful soul master, it is essential to improve your mental power."

After saying that, Bibi Dong's eyes fell on Mo Xiaojiu, and she looked up and down.

"Is there anything on me?"

"Xiaojiu, is your soul power level really higher than level 15?"

This time Bibi Dong's tone was very serious, her pink eyes staring at Mo Xiaojiu for a moment.

Mo Xiaojiu intertwined her little hands in front of her. She looked around, then whispered in Bibi Dong's ear: "If I said that my innate soul power was level 20, would you believe it?"

"letter."

"why?"

Bibi Dong said with a smile: "If you didn't have an innate soul power of level 20, how could you possibly defeat my twin martial souls?"

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